I'm going to restart my life

Chapter 227 [Rules of Silence]

Why is the prison of permanent imprisonment called a prison?
The reason lies in the special terrain here.

The abyss is surrounded on all sides, and the abyss on one side has been left with endless desires, turning it into a "sea of ​​desire for snakes".

However, the Forbidden City itself has been subject to special restrictions, and everyone here will lose their cultivation.

So this has caused this strange phenomenon.

The Master Li Ming was talking about—the Jindan cultivator with tentacles on his chin and an octopus-like face sounded the alarm on the opposite side of one of the abysses.

But he never dared to cross the abyss, because once he flew over the abyss, he would lose his cultivation and never come back.

"Have any newcomers come in here recently?"

With the help of aura, the other party easily transmitted the voice to the eternal prison.

Li Chongkai suddenly felt bad. When he followed Li Ming just now, many people had seen him!Li Chongkai clearly sensed that countless eyes were focused on him.

"that……"

Li Ming beside him raised his hand first.

Li Chongkai regretted it a bit. He should have beaten Li Ming just now, but it would be too bad for him to sell him outright now.

The fairy on the opposite side suddenly looked happy. "Say it!"

"When will the mud horse die..." Li Ming shouted loudly.

As soon as these words came out, the people in the eternal prison laughed together.

The old fried dough sticks here just eat Li Ming's cheap talk.

"You bastards!" The twisted fairy immediately became angry, and swung out his aura with one blow!
But the huge aura collapsed the moment it reached the eternal prison after crossing the cliff!

Li Ming couldn't help but sneered when he saw the monk was deflated.

"Hahaha!"

"Another junior monk who has never seen the power of the eternal prison!"

This is the fun everyone in the prison wants to watch!
The prisoners here are all old hooligans and scum. If it weren't for watching this kind of repertoire, even if the alarm bell on the other side was knocked off, no one would answer.

Li Ming quietly tugged Li Chongkai next to him, "What? You don't think I'm going to sell you?"

He grabbed Li Chongkai's neck.

"This is the second biggest rule of the prison, the rule of silence!"

"When facing people outside, all prison personnel must be unanimous! Do not answer any questions!"

Li Ming looked proudly at the opposite cultivator and left here helplessly.

"The older monks on the opposite side know that they will be humiliated by us, so this time we specially dispatched young monks."

"But even if you know you've been humiliated, you still have to come over to confirm your life and death, brother." Li Ming patted Li Chongkai's shoulder meaningfully, "Brother, you are not simple, are you?"

Li Chongkai remained silent, he was not familiar with this place, so he had to be cautious.

Don't look at Li Ming's emaciated appearance, but with this appearance, he can thrive among a group of strong men who have lost their cultivation.It indirectly shows that he is not a simple alcoholic.

"Hey, don't be nervous! There are many bosses in this permanent prison!" Li Ming patted the dust on his buttocks. "No one cares about your little secret."

"But I still want to congratulate you, you have the right to speak here on the first day."

The right to speak?
Li Chongkai didn't realize it, but immediately he knew what it meant.

After the monk on the opposite side left, the relaxed people around him all began to look at him with vigilance or respect.

He just took a step forward, and everyone tacitly made way for him.

Li Chongkai was the only newcomer here today, and it was obvious that Li Chongkai was the person those guys were looking for.

Although everyone is not clear, what did this man with a beardless chin do?He was forced to be sent to the eternal prison.

But they knew that the person who could make those arrogant guys risk the useless effort of being humiliated to make such a trip would definitely not be an unknown person.

"Let's go! Boss!" Li Ming bowed comically, "My little brother will lead you the way."

After finishing speaking, Li Ming walked toward the crowd on his own, and his treatment was the same as Li Chongkai's. People were also afraid of him, and they automatically gave way to him.

……

After guessing that Li Chongkai was from the secret realm.

Li Ming kindly popularized some common sense for him.

"No accident, we will stay here for the rest of our lives." Li Ming said sarcastically.

He pointed to the gray building over there, surrounded by garbage that was always in a mess, and the decoration was almost dark and cold. People were in a hurry, and some of them always showed a sense of urgency on their faces.

But the people who live there are all people with tentacled faces and octopus-like faces.

But there is a clear difference from those monks outside, the degree of alienation of the people here is much smaller.

"That is the inferior area. They are responsible for most of the work and cleaning of the Forbidden City. They are typical inferior people." Li Ming said casually. "The strong men you beat up just now are from here."

Li Chongkai was a little surprised when he heard the words: "Wait, aren't those who don't have to be inferior?"

"That's the rule outside. But, it's a little different here..." Li Ming smiled, as if he was waiting for Li Chongkai to ask this question.

"Understand it, it's not that people without alienation are inferior, but those without cultivation are inferior."

In this world where the Dao is polluted, not being alienated indirectly means that there is no cultivation.And the end result of not practicing is that if I have a gun and you have food, then you are my granary.

"But all this is different in the permanent prison." Li Ming touched his clean chin.

"The longer you stay in the permanent prison, the more normal you will be. The more normal people are the 'old people' here, and it is the basic rule here for the old to bully newcomers."

Li Chongkai nodded thoughtfully, "Then why did they dare to beat me just now?"

As soon as the words came out, Li Zhongkai knew why.

Because he is a newcomer who just came in, and those strong men are clear about this.

As soon as I came in, I didn't need it, which meant that I had never practiced in the outside world, and my physical strength was probably average.

But they guessed that their brains were distorted and they hadn't had time to correct it.

Even without a need, the person who can cross the Sea of ​​Desire to Snake is definitely not a weak person!

"Hey!" Li Ming laughed meanly, "It's not you they want to beat! They want to beat us beardless old people!"

"Who made you look like us, but you are so weak! They have been bullied for a long time, of course they want a free sandbag."

Li Ming was probably used to teasing the old fritters in the prison, and he thought the revenge behavior of these inferior people was very interesting.

If I told the old You Tiao this, they would probably burst into laughter together.

But Li Chongkai didn't care about these things. From an outsider's point of view, he just felt that there was no difference between this place and the outside world.

"What's the difference between what you're doing and those tentacled monks outside?"

Li Ming on the side was taken aback for a moment, this remark made him a little familiar, as if he hadn't heard anyone say it for a long time.

Li Chongkai didn't pay attention to Li Ming's expression, and continued: "The people here should come here because they were cornered by the tentacled monks outside!"

"Outside, there are monks with tentacles oppressing ordinary people who don't need beards. They even artificially plan three, six or nine classes, calling normal people who don't need beards inferior!"

"But aren't you also like this? Because you are used to being bullied outside, whenever you have the opportunity, you label the tentacled monk as an inferior."

"It's funny that you're taking revenge like this."

While talking, Li Chongkai looked at Li Ming beside him, only to find that Li Ming's tears were dripping down unconsciously, as if he was not listening to what he said at all.

"It's just a two-sentence discussion, why are you crying?"

Li Chongkai felt that he had misunderstood Li Ming before, maybe this guy was not as strong as he imagined.

"It's nothing, I just remembered someone." Li Ming reacted, and immediately wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"When you think of someone, there's no need to cry."

"Wuuu, I cry because I can't remember it!" Li Ming began to deliberately put on an air, "I probably have dementia..."

Li Chongkai didn't bother to go back to him, he figured it out, this kind of virtue is what Li Ming is.

Anyway, knowing it was almost the same, he planned to leave Li Ming directly and wander around the city by himself.

"Hey?" Li Ming immediately followed after seeing this, "Aren't you curious who I'm talking about?"

"Not curious."

"Hey, you..."

Li Chongkai walked on his own, and suddenly stopped in front of a stone wall.

"Why didn't you even reply to my words..." Li Ming was talking, and found Li Chongkai stopped in place, followed his line of sight suspiciously, but saw the familiar stone wall.

He suddenly came to his senses, and said with a smile, "How is it? Did the words on the stone wall inspire you?"

He deliberately twisted his body funny and said, "This is our spiritual leader~"

"Haha, just kidding."

Li Chongkai caressed the writing on the wall, this is the language of this world, but Li Chongkai is proficient in the language, so there is no obstacle in reading it.

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"It was never us who were imprisoned!!"

Vigorous and powerful characters were engraved on the wall abruptly, but it seemed that they had been baptized by the years, and they were already a little dilapidated.From the eroded appearance, it can be seen that it seems to be of the same age as the distorted statue at the door.

But Li Chongkai could feel what kind of spiritual encouragement this sentence was for all the people in the prison.

Are those being imprisoned, those gradually distorted monks or the people in prison at the moment?
Li Zhongkai became a little curious and asked, "Who wrote this?"

"..."

Li Chongkai didn't get a response, so he looked at Li Ming behind him suspiciously.

"Ok?"

"I'm sorry, I... can't remember at all."

Li Ming smiled and burst into tears.

How long is 300 years?
Li Ming can't remember.

It was as if he, too, had forgotten the original name of the statue.

(End of this chapter)