Gou Becomes a Boss in the Fairy World

In the blink of an eye, it was already the seventh day since Wang Chen came to Jijiu District.

After this period of time, he basically adapted to the harsh environment here, and became familiar with the basic situation in the prison area.

Although the evil spirit in Jijiu District is strong, it can't corrode Wang Chen's immortal body.

His own qi and blood are extremely strong, far exceeding the realm of cultivation, and he can naturally block the malicious invasion of evil forces without deliberate precautions.

In this regard, Wang Chen is stronger than any jailer in the 9th district!

He felt that it would not be a problem for him to stay here for three years.

"Brother Wang..."

In the afternoon, when Wang Chen visited Concubine Yu's prison again, the witch from the Hehuan Sect suddenly asked, "If I remember correctly, tomorrow is your day to rest and take a bath, right?"

Wang Chen was taken aback for a moment, nodded and replied, "Yes."

Officially, the jailer has a rest every seven days. Tomorrow he will indeed be able to temporarily escape from the "sea of ​​bitterness" and return to the Immortal City to relax.

The work pressure of the prison guards is already high, and the environment is so bad. If they have to stay in the dark underground all year round, enduring the invasion of evil spirits and the evil thoughts and curses of the prisoners, no one can persevere for a long time.

Even if the jailers are consumables, the jailer must also pay attention to the cost performance issue.

In fact, in addition to the regular seven-day rest, official jailers also have ten days of annual leave.

"Then can you bring me a box of Tianxianglou's black eyebrow rouge?"

Concubine Yu begged sadly: "My family, it's been a long time since I put on makeup."

"Well…"

Wang Chen was in trouble.

It's not that Wang Chen doesn't want to help, he and Concubine Yu are old acquaintances, and although he was molested by this enchantress from the Hehuan Sect before, he can feel that the other party has no malicious intentions.

It's the same when we arrive at Jijiu District.

And although Concubine Yu was imprisoned in a heavily sealed prison, she was quite well informed and was familiar with the Yongle Dungeon, giving Wang Chen a lot of advice.

What a big deal it is to carry a box of rouge in comparison!

The problem is that the Department of Prisons stipulates that a jailer like Wang Chen can talk to prisoners, but he cannot help them in any sense.

Bringing things in from outside the prison to prisoners is definitely a big taboo!

Once caught, maybe Wang Chen will live next door to Concubine Yu.

"Feel sorry."

The relationship between Wang Chen and Concubine Yu was not so good that he wanted to take advantage of each other, so he shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist should know the rules, I really can't help you."

"Rules are nothing more than human feelings."

Concubine Yu giggled, and said, "Brother Wang, as long as you help me deliver this item to Cao Dianyu, he will agree with you to help me bring the rouge."

As soon as the words fell, a slender hand poked out from the window of the Shimen.

There is a hairpin between two spring onion-like fingers.

The hairpin looks like it is made of pure gold, the shape and craftsmanship are quite exquisite, and it shines with a faint glow.

Wang Chen took it subconsciously.

Concubine Yu withdrew her hand, and said quietly: "Brother Wang, you are a good person. When I leave, I will definitely find you a Taoist partner in the sect who has not lost her vitality."

This cake is drawn...

Wang Chen took the good person card issued by the other party dumbfounded.

After the inspection mission in the afternoon, he went to the Supervisory Hall to clock in and get off work, and then went to see Cao Dian prison.

Cao Dianyu is one of the top three figures in the nine districts, and his cultivation is at the peak of the Zifu.

This middle-aged monk is usually unsmiling and serious, like an old-fashioned old man who has lost his mind from reading.

The jailers in Jijiu District, no matter they are newcomers or veterans, basically dare not even breathe in front of him.

Cao Dian prison is notorious for being stern and unselfish.

Wang Chen suspects that Concubine Yu is setting him up.

But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reason why this female cultivator of the Albizia Sect deliberately deceived him. The most important thing was that his intuition did not perceive the slightest malice from the other party.

Therefore, with a hint of curiosity, Wang Chen told the whole thing after seeing Cao Dian prison, without any intention of hiding it.

What he did was impeccable, and it fully complied with the rules of the dungeon.

In this way, even if Concubine Yu has any conspiracy, it has nothing to do with Wang Chen.

After speaking, Wang Chen respectfully presented the golden hairpin.

Cao Dianyu took it expressionlessly.

At this moment, Wang Chen keenly noticed a very slight tremor in the little finger of the right hand of the No. 3 person in District 9.

You must know that Cao Dianyu is a top monk in the Zifu!

"You did very well."

Cao Dianyu put the golden hairpin into his sleeve without even looking at it, and said lightly: "This witch of the Hehuan sect is full of tricks and likes to play with people's hearts the most. Don't think she will look at you coldly. The witch has no heart. .”

After a pause, he continued: "But she is a prisoner designated by the higher authorities to guard, and she plays a very important role. You can bring her a box of Tianxianglou's eyebrow rouge."

Uh-huh?

Wang Chen suspected that his ears had misheard—this turn must have been too fast!

"Revise the order."

But Wang Chen questioned it when he was full, and naturally put on an appearance of obedience.

One rank of official rank crushes people to death, let alone several ranks of rank!

"Go."

Cao Dianyu waved his hand and said, "In the future, you can report to me directly anything related to this Hehuan sect demon girl, and you must not make up your own mind."

"yes!"

After leaving the Supervisory Hall, Wang Chen couldn't help but let out a long breath.

For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere inside the Supervisory Hall protected by a magic circle was extremely stiff and oppressive, and it was not as comfortable and comfortable as outside.

All the stewards and pawns are like clay bodhisattvas, they always like to put on a superior face.

It is very annoying.

While complaining, Wang Chen came to Yongle Immortal City through the teleportation array in the ninth district.

He is a small foreign casual cultivator, and now he is just an ordinary "first-line" jailer. Naturally, he has no place to live in the fairy city where every inch of land is expensive.

Fortunately, Wang Chen didn't intend to spend the night in the city either.

He went to the grocery store to buy some items he needed for his daily work, and finally went to Wanbao Pavilion in Yongle Immortal City.

Wanbaoge is not only the largest merchant in Shanhaijie, but also has its own branch in Haotianjie.

Because Wang Chen is a cultivator of the Zifu, he received better service.

A shopkeeper personally came to "handle business" for Wang Chen.

"I just bought a box of rouge."

Wang Chen didn't expect that the shopkeeper of Wanbao, who always had eyes on his forehead, would make himself flustered, as if what Wang Chen bought was not a box of rouge, but some kind of alien.

But Wang Chen soon discovered that he really needed such a professional to help him!

"Reservation, you mean to say that you have to pre-order and wait for the delivery to buy a box of rouge?"

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The first one is sent.