Chapter 638.
Wang Dust began his first patrol in his own ninth district.
Since he was a newcomer, he was assigned to a senior jailer who took him to familiarize himself with the patrol route.
The jailers in the Yongle dungeon were also divided into three, six, nine classes.
Excluding the trainee jailers at the bottom of the hierarchy, all the jailers were graded according to the number of years they had worked.
A level of three years.
Initially, it is the first level, after three years of service and do not leave, automatically promoted to the second level.
And so on.
A higher ranked jailer will enjoy a little more.
But not a lot.
In addition, in the event of a dangerous special situation, the senior jailer has the right of command over the junior jailer.
The latter needed to obey the former’s orders.
The two jailers who came to Wang Chuan’s door yesterday had two silver lines tattooed on the sleeves of their uniforms, indicating that they had been here for more than three years, no more than six.
The jailer who brought Wang Chen had three silver lines.
Just this seems to dislike the newcomer, or just do not like Wang dust, all the way to the tense face, words like gold and Wang dust did not say a few words.
The other party’s attitude, Wang dust naturally will not take the hot face to stick cold ass.
Both sides patrolled the established route in an uncomfortable manner, and then the old jailer was like dumping a burden, impatiently leaving Wang Chuan behind and letting him act alone.
The work of a jailer was undoubtedly dull and boring.
It was normal to walk the same route 17 or 18 times in a day.
After the old jailer left, Wang Chen was the only one left in the long passageway.
This place was deep underground for an unknown number of feet, and there were obsidian lamps hanging from the hard and rough rock walls, and although they did their best to radiate light, the brightness of the light decayed greatly.
This made the surrounding vistas always look hazy, as if they were shrouded in a gray veil.
The shadowy aura that filled the space tried to invade Wang Chen’s body all the time.
The Spiritual Artifact-grade vestments he wore could only partially block the Yin Fiendish Qi, unable to completely isolate it from the outside.
As for the stray evil thoughts, the Forbidden Prison Division’s standardized vestments had no effect.
It would require Wang Chen himself to resist the erosion with his divine soul’s will.
This feeling was quite bad.
It was as if someone was constantly rambling in his ears, whispering furtively, yet he couldn’t hear any of the content.
The environment of District 9 was really much harsher than District C6!
Wang Chen couldn’t even imagine what the scene was like inside the next three districts.
He walked forward with a steady pace, unhurriedly and unhurriedly, inspecting each and every cell located on his route.
The cells here were all single rooms, and each one was separated by hundreds of paces.
Wang Dust couldn’t even figure out why it was arranged this way.
But thought that there must be a reason.
The cells in Area F9 were also very different from Area C6, the latter’s front was separated by a metal fence, while the former was completely closed with a solidified rock wall, leaving only a small window for food delivery on the door.
It wasn’t yet time to deliver the fixed food, so Wang Dust had walked around earlier and hadn’t looked at the inmates one way or the other.
As a result, when he patrolled alone, a prisoner made a mess.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
A heavy thumping sound came from a cell in front of Wang Dust, and it was palpitating to hear.
Wang Dust immediately rushed over, only to find that someone was actually banging on the wall inside!
Was this eating his fill?
No matter how strong a cultivator’s cultivation was, if his mana and prana were completely blocked, he would only be a little bit stronger than an ordinary person, plus he usually didn’t have enough food to eat, so a guy who was making a mess like this was like a phoenix.
“Be quiet!”
Wang Dust drew out a large rod that was black and thick, and also polished unusually smooth.
Then he slammed it hard twice on the stone door.
Thud! Thud!
The big stick was infinitely powerful, and sure enough, after smashing it, the other party immediately became as quiet as a chicken, not even daring to breathe a single breath.
Bastard!
Determining that the guy inside was no longer messing around, only then did Wang Dust continue to walk forward.
He reached the end of the passage.
There was also a cell here, the furthest away from the others.
Wang Dust didn’t know what kind of people were locked up inside, or weren’t people themselves, so after he swept a couple of eyes to make sure there were no problems, he was ready to turn around and continue his patrol.
It was at this time that a soft voice suddenly entered his ears, “Little brother, we meet again.”
Wang Chen would rather not have this coincidental encounter!
This voice could be too familiar to him, never expecting the other party to suddenly disappear in Area C6 and actually run down here.
Rain Princess!
He didn’t know if it was pure coincidence or if someone was manipulating behind the scenes, in any case, Wang Dust pretended he didn’t hear it and continued to walk forward.
“Little brother is so cruel.”
Only to hear Fei Yu say grudgingly, “Throw it away when you’re done using it, you don’t even want to give a cucumber, thin-skinned and heartless!”
It made it seem as if Wang Chuan had really abandoned her!
Wang Chen had to stop.
Returned to the original place.
There was no way, he couldn’t let this demoness lie and make up stories and put herself in an embarrassing situation.
Otherwise, others would listen to it and really think that Wang Chuan had an ambiguous collusion with the prisoner.
Then not to mention three years, he couldn’t even stay for three days!
Wang Chuan opened the small window above the stone door and stuffed a thick and green cucumber into it.
The same cucumber, he had stored hundreds of them in his Sumeru Ring!
The demon girl in the cell smiled cheekily and took the cucumber and ate it with a clicking sound.
Wang Dust couldn’t help but ask, “Why are you here?”
Patrolling the building alone had the advantage of patrolling the building alone, and no one cared or reported it up if they touched a fish once in a while.
Concubine Yu sighed, “Maybe it’s slave’s bad fate.”
Wang Dust felt that it was because she was too fierce.
“Little brother, congratulations.”
Consort Yu pursed her lips and smiled, “Becoming a real jailer!”
Listening to her jubilant tone, it was as if Wang Chen had gotten some great achievement!
It was also drunk.
Through the stone door inscribed with runes, Wang Chen chatted with Consort Yu for half a column of incense.
This demoness was very knowledgeable and knew the situation here very well, if not for the fear of getting into trouble if delayed for a long time, Wang Chuan would be very willing to listen to her for three days and three nights.
When Wang Chuan left, Concubine Yu sobbed and said in a drawling voice, “The prison is evil and rushing, so take care of Lang Jun.”
It was as if Wang Chuan was going to be gone forever.
This was not the only one who started to make trouble, but Wang Chuan encountered one prisoner after another.
He decisively used his “spirit machine” to report to the top.
Soon after, the Department of Prison Prohibition immediately dispatched a team of elite warrior cultivators over, and within a short time, they forcibly suppressed these troublemakers.
They opened the stone door and broke into the cell, swinging their sticks at the restless prisoners and beating them heavily.
Dull collision sounds, painful screams and wails were intertwined.
Let people listen to the back of the head cold.
And then unruly guy, some stick education down, also learn how to do a qualified prisoner!