Outside of Time - Chapter 421

[Chapter 412]

The Vajra Sect Patriarch was taken aback for a moment, and countless eyes appeared in his shadow.

“Is it possible that this sentence is explaining an existence that I didn’t notice…” Xu Qing said calmly.

“Besides, the old ancestor Danqing has always called me the four-syllable Lord Guardian, but this explanation is two-syllable, my lord.”

“It’s such an obvious place, but I ignored it strangely before.” Xu Qing’s eyes were cold.

“So, how many prisoners are there in the Ding132 District I guard?”

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, remembering in his mind.

“The first one is the cloud beast.”

“The second one is the daughter of the human race.”

“Thirteenth…” Xu Qing’s voice paused, and a cold breath rose from his whole body at this moment.

“The fourth one, who is it?” Xu Qing murmured, his pupils began to shrink.

The Vajra Sect patriarch on the side was about to speak, but he was also stunned, and he couldn’t remember, then his whole body trembled, and his eyes showed horror.

The shadow is also at a loss.

“Who is the fifth? Or, from the fourth to the twelfth, who are they? Why can’t I remember.” Xu Qing said softly, took out the prisoner’s information slip from his body, and examined him No matter how you count, there are fourteen.

But unfortunately, I just can’t remember the nine in the middle.

Very weird.

It was in the jade slips, Xu Qing thought he had seen it, but he couldn’t remember it after thinking about it carefully.

“The previous guard also introduced the prisoners. He seemed…he didn’t mention the nine in the middle, but I thought it was normal at the time.”

“Interesting.” A cold light flashed in Xu Qing’s eyes, and he opened the storage bag, intending to record everything he had realized, but after thinking about it, instead of using the jade slip, he took out a blank bamboo slip .

There are many bamboo slips in his storage bag.

On this bamboo slip, he engraved everything he thought of now, word by word.

In the last line, Xu Qing wrote five words and a question mark.

The power of the gods?

After doing this, Xu Qing stood up and walked out of the Jiange in the dark night.

The rain outside was still falling on the ground, and there were puddles on the ground. Xu Qing walked on it, and walked all the way to the prison secretary in the dark of night.

Walking on the steps of the prison chief, the sound of footsteps could be heard far away, echoing in circles.

This was the first time Xu Qing came to the Prison Division at night, and the surroundings were even darker, only the lights lit on the wall some distance away, emitting a dim gleam.

In the darkness all around, the flames were insignificant.

Xu Qing looked calm and walked down the steps step by step. He didn’t want to wait until dawn, because there was no difference between day and night to him.

But once time passed, he was worried that his memory would become blurred again, so he planned to deal with it immediately while he realized it now.

He was going to see the fourth to twelfth prisoners.

In this way, in the silence and darkness, Xu Qing came to the fifty-seventh floor of the Prison Department, came to the door of Ding Yisaner’s Qinghei prison, raised his hand and pushed it away.

“The fourth to twelfth prisoners, are there or not!”

While the creaking sound echoed in the silence, Xu Qing walked in expressionlessly, and the door closed with a bang.

Ding one three two, as dark as ever.

The moment he walked in, Xu Qing faintly felt that someone in the cage was looking at him, and at the same time, the figure of the little boy appeared beside him, with helplessness and concern in his eyes.

Xu Qing noticed and frowned.

He came this time because of this look!

When he checked the jade slips before, he found that there was no little boy in the picture, but he remembered the helpless look in his eyes.

The figure came here late at night, and the purpose was to find out why the little boy’s gaze was like this.

This is his only purpose.

“Here, what’s there?” Xu Qing raised his right wrist,

Looking at the little boy.

The little boy opened his mouth to say something, but no matter what he said, Xu Qing couldn’t hear him, as if the two sides were separated by a time and space.

Even though Xu Qing tried many methods, such as writing, he still couldn’t communicate with the little boy, until finally he felt that the sky outside seemed to be bright, Xu Qing sighed softly, and had no choice but to give up.

He raised his head and glanced at Ding Yi San Er, his eyes swept over the fourteen prisoners, everything was as usual.

So he turned around and prepared to leave, but the moment his hand touched the door of the cell, Xu Qing suddenly showed a hint of confusion.

“I came here late at night just to communicate with luck? This is not in line with my character!”

“Then I can do this when I am on duty during the day, why come at night.”

“I… seem to have forgotten something.”

Xu Qing murmured, then turned to look at Ding Yisaner, it was the same as in memory, unchanged.

“No!” Xu Qing’s eyes showed a bright light.

“My memory isn’t that bad, but I just can’t remember…”

“Could it be that some kind of power has affected me?”

“When I came, maybe I wasn’t affected, so I came, but I forgot the purpose of entering here… Then, I should have found some clues.”

He looked at it, and suddenly raised his right hand to open the storage bag, rummaged inside, and after carefully checking every item, he took out a bamboo slip.

This bamboo slip is densely engraved with a large number of handwriting.

Xu Qing frowned. He was familiar with the bamboo slips, but he didn’t remember the handwriting on them, so he examined them carefully, and his expression changed as he watched them.

“The fourth to twelfth cages, what are they locked in?”

“The power of the gods?”

Xu Qing’s mind set off violent waves, he was familiar with the handwriting, it was his handwriting, but the content was extremely unfamiliar to him, and finally he suddenly raised his head and looked around.

“Affected my memory?!” Xu Qing’s eyes sparkled with murderous intent, the third heavenly palace in his body suddenly vibrated, and the aura of drug prohibition in it spread and enveloped his whole body. Gained the power of the fourth heavenly palace.

That is Ziyue Tiangong.

Following Xu Qing’s thoughts, the Fourth Heavenly Palace trembled, and a ray of purple moonlight bloomed in Xu Qing’s sea of consciousness, covering his whole body, while the invisible personality on his body suddenly increased at this moment.

His expression became indifferent, and his eyes were ethereal. Although his appearance remained unchanged, it gave the impression that he was no longer a human race with emotions, but a god looking down on all living beings.

With this posture, Xu Qing went to see Ding Yisaner again.

At this glance, Ding Yisaner’s appearance changed drastically in his eyes.

This place is not black at all, but red, bright red, blood all over the ground, whether it is the walls or the cage, they are all blood-colored.

There is only one area that emits light, and that is beside him, where the little boy is.

Because they were very close, the light emanating from the boy’s body also enveloped Xu Qing.

He was in the light, and besides the blood, there was also a thick blood mist, as if he was about to attack, but he was blocked.

Xu Qing’s heart was shaken, and he suddenly looked at the cage where the cloud beast was. Inside… it was not a cloud beast, but a headless stone lion!

The whole body is black and blue, exuding a strong ominous smell.

Then he looked at the cage where the human woman was, and there was a change, as if the veil had been lifted, revealing the real scene, the woman inside was no longer delicate and beautiful, but a skeleton.

There was a huge scarecrow in the cage, bloody all over, shaking and falling countless weeds, turning into a small scarecrow, constantly devouring the woman’s bones, spitting them out after eating, and putting them together again.

Then he looked at the cage where the human woman was, and there was a change, as if the veil had been lifted, revealing the real scene, the woman inside was no longer delicate and charming, but a skeleton.

There was a huge scarecrow in the cage, bloody all over, shaking and falling countless weeds, turning into a small scarecrow, constantly devouring the woman’s bones, spitting them out after eating, and putting them together again.

It seems like life after life, constantly biting.

Noticing Xu Qing’s gaze, the giant scarecrow looked back at Xu Qing and grinned.

The cage where the mopan and the head were imprisoned was also different from before. The mopan disappeared, and a huge water tank suddenly appeared in its place, exuding an ancient aura.

There is also a cloudy liquid, a black lotus grows out, and countless branches

The beard filled the surroundings of the cage.

Quite a few of them pierced directly into the skull, making the skull look painful.

At this moment, the head noticed Xu Qing’s gaze, but its expression was very strange, with helplessness, and a weak voice came out.

“I haven’t changed, I told you I’m fine”

Xu Qing was silent, his eyes swept to the other cages, and what he saw made his mind shudder.

He did not see the fourth to twelfth prisoners.

He saw a huge finger piercing through hundreds of prisons. This finger exuded indescribable power, and the flowing blood made the prison red.

Blood mist, blood, are all born because of him.

That is the finger of the gods.

And in the last cage, the old man of the Danqing tribe, with a ferocious face, a thin body, half-naked, with bite marks all over him, is drawing with his fingers.

In his cage, there are countless scrolls floating, densely packed and unrecognizable, and the ground is also covered with abandoned paintings, but if you look carefully, you can see that every painting inside is clearly Xu Qing!

Noticing Xu Qing’s gaze, the old man turned his head and grinned.

“Good morning, Lord Guardian.”

These are the real appearance of Ding Yisaner.

The prisoners here are not fourteen, but six.

Xu Qing’s face was gloomy. After staring at all this, he came to the place where the headless stone lion was. With a wave of his right hand, the formation of the cage opened, and the stone lion collapsed and shattered amidst the roar.

Then came the scarecrow, also torn apart in the formation, and then the black lotus in the water tank and the head.

The head was crushed by Xu Qing’s foot, and a sigh came out before it dissipated.

“Why don’t you believe me?”

The last is the Danqing clan. Under the strange smile of the old man, Xu Qing flicked his sleeves, and a ball of flames whizzed past, burning them all.

After doing this, he looked at the finger, remained silent for a long time, then turned and walked out.

This finger is Ding Yisaner’s real secret.

What will be imprisoned here is actually the finger of the god, but Xu Qing doesn’t understand why such an item is placed in Ding District.

Xu Qing looked at the little boy, seeing the light outside his body fighting against the blood scattered by the fingers of the gods around him, he suddenly understood.

“The ancestor of the Vajra Sect is wrong. The bad luck is not caused by the inability to withstand the blessing of luck, but from the curse, the curse of the gods. The luck is here to suppress the curse.”

“So the successive guards will be indirectly affected by the curse, and bad luck will appear.”

“This is a cognitive curse, and the way to break it is very simple, just see through it all.”

“So, you are the real guard here.”

Xu Qing spoke softly.

The little boy nodded.

Xu Qing walked to the door of the cell silently, looked down at the bamboo slips in his hand, crushed them, and scattered them on the ground. This thing is no longer needed, he intends to resign from Ding Yisaner’s guard, this place is weird, even if he has seen through the cause and effect, he is not willing to stay here any longer.

So he restrained his Ziyue and drug prohibition, and pushed open the prison door.

The moment he walked out, as the door closed, Xu Qing took a deep breath and frowned.

“Unfortunately, that little boy can’t communicate, but it doesn’t seem to have any malice toward me, it’s more curious.”

“Forget it, but there are only fourteen prisoners in the 132nd district, which is a bit small.”

Xu Qing pondered, he felt that he should find a way to increase more, with such thoughts, Xu Qing gradually walked away, he wanted to see Kong Xianglong who was imprisoned here.

But after Xu Qing left, everything in Ding 132 District was as usual.

The cloud beast is still chewing, the human daughter is still coaxing the scarecrow to sleep, the millstone is still turning, the painting of the Danqing tribe has not disappeared, and the old man is inside, sighing.

“Why did such a horrible guy come here, he wakes up every day, when is it a

No reminders, he will kill us when he wakes up, no reminders, he can wake up after every analysis. ”

The head at the mopan screamed.

“I’m more annoying than you. Except for the first time this guy comes, everything is normal. He wakes up after the second time. After that, he can wake up every day. And every time he wakes up, he tramples me to death. It never changes!”

“I’m just trampled on like that. I told him countless times not to step on me. Damn it, I want to kill him. No, the straw hat will kill him. He is destined to die!”

Amid the noise, the figure of the little boy appeared at the door of the cell. He lowered his head and picked up the broken bamboo slips on the ground. After picking it up, he went to a hidden and imperceptible corner of the cell, and threw the bamboo slips over.

There was a pile of bamboo slips there.

On each fragment, there are writings, all written by Xu Qing.

And if you calculate it carefully, you can find that the number of these bamboo slips is only one less than the number of days Xu Qing has been here for value.

Maybe tomorrow, there will be one more.

The little boy sighed, his body swayed, and disappeared without a trace. When he appeared, he was outside Ding Yisaner and behind Xu Qing.

No one could see him, not even Xu Qing.

It followed silently, as if it had been following an agreement to protect Xu Qing in the county until the young lady who was willing to be friends with him arrived.

This is the agreement.

But it was a little distressed, because it found that the person who was to be protected by itself did not need to be protected by itself from the next day.

He saw through everything about Ding Yisaner that day, and also saw everything about himself, and he didn’t do it himself to carefully resolve his bad luck, but he broke through it himself.

Therefore, he will wake up every day, he will be enlightened, and he will kill here.

And because of the influence of the gods and the repressive power of the prison director himself, he would forget every day.

Repeatedly.

This is Ding Yisaner, who is also the core of the prison department’s strength.

Bad luck does not come from luck, it comes from curse, the curse of gods.

No one can bear it, only forgetting can determine cause and effect.

I don’t know if Xiaomeng has written it clearly, why don’t you do a data survey and vote for me if you understand it.

I’ll see how many monthly tickets I have tomorrow, and I’ll know how many people understand.

If there are not many, it means that Xiaomeng’s new writing failed, then I may adjust the writing to be more straightforward, clear and careful later.

Xiaomengxin looks at you seriously.

[End of this Chapter]