once!"

Xu Qing said nothing and his eyes became even colder.

The old man trembled, his panic turned into fear, and then he spoke quickly.

"What I'm going to say next is the real secret, Lord Guard. In fact, the prisoner our Department of Prisons really suppresses is... a god!"

"Tell me carefully." Xu Qing spoke slowly.

"Master Guard, I don't know how specific it is. I heard from a prisoner who was older than me who was here before. When the Prison Department was building the building, he sealed the clone of a god... This is also the case in all dynasties.

The reason why the palace chief guards this place."

Xu Qing was thoughtful, thinking of the roars he heard from the pit when he first arrived, and the vibrations deep in the earth that occasionally came from the Prison Department.

I also thought that the corpses of prisoners were disposed of here, and they were thrown directly into the pit, as if they were being fed.

These thoughts permeated his mind, expanded, and finally occupied the entire area, diluting his doubts about the old man from the Danqing tribe who had previously made mysteries.

For a long time, Xu Qing glanced at the old man Danqing and completely recalled his shadow from the painting.

Although Shadow was reluctant, he had no choice but to focus on the other prisoners and continue playing.

The ancestor of the Vajra Sect also went to the Mopan in the same way.

Districts Ding 1, 32, restored to normal, everything is as before.

The lucky little boy also reappeared. Judging from its location, it seemed that it had been following Xu Qing, keeping a certain distance and never leaving.

Time passed slowly, and several days passed.

Everything was normal in Xu Qing. Although he had occasionally thought about the words of the Danqing clan elder, they had gradually dissipated in his mind unknowingly.

Until it was time to go off duty that day, and he was about to return to Jiange after leaving Ding 132, when he saw an acquaintance in the Prison Department.
Chapter completed!