Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat.
In the past, when he returned from duty, District D. Shan Hezi and Wang Chen would bicker endlessly. However, today, Shan Hezi was sitting cross-legged in the square abnormally.
He was actually cultivating.
His expression was extremely solemn with a clear determination, as though he was using his actions to tell everyone that he was someone with a firm will. Even though he was in prison, he did not forget to cultivate.
Any place could be used as a place for him to train his mind.
As for Wang Chen, his true body had also come out of the coffin. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the cage with an extremely solemn expression. His hands were clenched tightly, as though he was repenting for his mistakes.
He even controlled his Smoky clone to write an essay on the walls of the cage with a brush outside.
The essay was long and it was all about how he realized his mistakes. Coupled with his expression, it gave one the feeling that he was writing down his inner thoughts and reflecting on his mistakes.
Anyone who saw it would think that he was putting in effort.
There was also Kong Xianglong.
He was even more exaggerated. Although he was also sitting cross-legged in his own cage, he was reflecting on his actions with his back facing the outside and words of regret came out of his mouth.
"Night Spirit, I feel that my mistake this time round is too grave. Although the Palatial Lord has locked me up for a month, I still feel that it's not enough. I want to punish myself and not disappoint him."
"Come, Night Spirit, you represent the Palatial Lord. Only by doing this every day can I feel better."
As he spoke, Kong Xianglong's expression changed as well. At times, he was regretful, angry, emotional and emotional.
These various emotions vividly expressed the pain in his heart, as he reflected on his mistakes.
Holding a rod, Night Spirit stood behind Kong Xianglong and nodded with a solemn expression.
"The fact that you're able to realize your mistakes means that you've grown, Brother Kong. You were too rash in the past and I was in the wrong as well. Let's criticize and supervise each other."
With that said, Night Spirit whipped Kong Xianglong's back with the rod in his hand. The sound was so loud that it spread in all directions.
When Xu Qing saw that, he lowered his head and walked silently to his own cage. He took out a bamboo scroll and a metal skewer before taking out a shackle and putting it on himself naturally.
His movements were practiced, as though he would do it every time he returned.
After putting on the shackles, Xu Qing's expression became serious. He took an iron stick and engraved the commandments of the sword bearers on the bamboo slips.
Over and over again, it was as if he was repeating this process every day to recognize his own mistakes.
It seemed to be on the bamboo slips, but in fact, it was engraved in one's mind.
In particular, he was the only one with shackles on his body, which highlighted his strict control over his own body.
Time passed, bit by bit. Two hours later, a cold snort echoed through the cell.
"All of you are like monkeys, quite clever."
As his voice echoed out, the Palace Lord appeared in the square. Shan Hezi looked up in confusion, and when he saw the Palace Lord, he immediately bowed in greeting, his expression one of regret.
Wang Chen also quickly stood up and bowed to the Palace Master in the cage. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, it all turned into a look of regret.
It was the same for Kong Xianglong and Night Spirit, as well as Xu Qing.
As everyone greeted him, the Palace Master placed his hands behind his back and swept his gaze over them one by one.
"You guys sure are capable."
"You guys actually chased the Blackguard to the border after completing a rescue mission!"
"Since you guys are so energetic, I'll give you guys more responsibilities. Shan Hezi, after you get out of prison, you'll work in the Law Enforcement Office and catch people."
"Wang Chen, don't you like to sleep in coffins? After you get out of prison, you'll work as a night patrol."
"Night Spirit, you too. The Investigations Department needs people some time ago. You'll work there."
"Kong Xianglong, didn't you forget the rules of the Sword Bearers? After you get out, you'll work as a Discipline Hall Walker and be responsible for admonishing those who don't abide by the rules."
"And Xu Qing, since you have so much energy, go back and suppress Ding Yi and work as a Third District Soldier."
The Palace Lord spoke calmly, his voice echoing in the cell.
Everyone lowered their heads, looking as if they had deeply realized their mistakes.
"Also, I'll give you guys a secret mission. After you get out of prison, investigate it."
"A spy has sent news that many immortal puppets have appeared in the Holy Wave Tribe recently. It's suspected that the immortal race is secretly trading war items with the Holy Wave Tribe. This is a sensitive matter, so the few of you will use your own methods to secretly investigate in the prefecture capital."
"Whoever can find evidence will be given a second-class battle merit and 500,000 military merits."
Xu Qing's eyes lit up. Kong Xianglong, Shan Hezi, and the others were the same, their eyes shining brightly.
500,000 military merits was already a huge sum, not to mention that they would be given battle merits!
It was extremely difficult to obtain battle merits. Usually, it was impossible to obtain them, unless it was a mission with a high chance of survival.
Up until now, Kong Xianglong was the only one who had a third-class battle merit. He had risked his life to infiltrate the Holy Wave Tribe and earned it by risking half his life.
But now, as long as they found evidence of the immortal race trading with the Holy Wave Tribe, they would be able to obtain a second-class battle merit. Everyone was extremely tempted.
Seeing the light in the eyes of Xu Qing and the others, the Palace Lord nodded slightly and turned to leave without saying another word.
After he left, the cell fell into silence.
Everyone looked at each other and saw the desire for battle merits. Then, they took a deep breath and returned to their original positions.
They continued to meditate, repent, and carve.
After another two hours, Kong Xianglong coughed.
"Let's go."
Shan Hezi heaved a sigh of relief and lay down.
Wang Chen's Smoky Mist clone dissipated. His main body sighed. After pretending for so long, he felt that his expression was about to stiffen.
Night Spirit also put away his rod and went to apply medicine for Kong Xianglong. Kong Xianglong didn't care about such a small injury. He took out a jar of wine and took a big gulp, looking pleased.
"Fortunately, I reacted quickly. Otherwise, we would be in trouble this time. I guessed that the Palace Lord would definitely launch a surprise attack."
"Xu Qing's adaptability is also very impressive. Although the Palace Lord knows what we are like, he is too rigid and follows the rules. So, on the surface, we still have to show some courtesy."
Kong Xianglong instinctively looked around. Every time he spoke ill of the Palace Lord, he felt a little guilty.
Xu Qing removed the shackles on his body and walked out of the cell. He looked at everyone and thought about the immortal race.
Wang Chen also ran over and whispered.
"Brother Kong, how did you know that the Palace Lord was coming?"
"I naturally have my own methods. It's a secret." Kong Xianglong laughed.
"A secret?
Then forget it. By the way, Brother Kong, are you familiar with the immortal race? "Wang Chen didn't care too much about the reason and asked about the immortal race.
"I'm not very familiar with the immortal race, but I think we can do something about the immortal puppet. However, it's not easy." Kong Xianglong shook his head.
"Could it be related to our previous mission? Could it be that the real information from the previous mission was about this?" Shan Hezi got up and said in surprise.
"It shouldn't be that simple." Xu Qing heard and said softly.
"Whether it's information or not, the immortal race is a little too much. They secretly sold immortal puppets to the Holy Wave Tribe as war resources!" Night Spirit's eyes flashed coldly.
"It's useless to think too much now. When we get out, we'll use our own methods to investigate first." Kong Xianglong thought for a while. Everyone discussed for a while before going to rest.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
At noon, the sky outside was dark and heavy rain poured down. It was time to leave the prison.
As the prison door opened, Shan Hezi was the first to rush out with a thirst for the outside world, followed by Wang Chen.
Kong Xianglong and Night Spirit weren't in a hurry. Xu Qing was even more indifferent. After all, his life hadn't changed in the past month.
"I hope we can still be together the next time we come in." Outside the prison, Kong Xianglong looked at Xu Qing with emotion.
Xu Qing was about to say something when he suddenly looked into the distance.
There was a woman's figure standing in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella. Her purple dress fluttered in the wind like a violet in the rain.
She was elegant and gentle as she waved at Xu Qing.
It was Exalted Immortal Zixuan.
Noticing that someone had come to fetch Xu Qing, Kong Xianglong left with Night Spirit. Before he left, he took a few more glances at Zixuan and then at Xu Qing. As if he had noticed something, he winked and wanted to say something but was pulled away by Night Spirit.
Xu Qing hesitated for a moment before walking toward Zixuan. As soon as he approached, Zixuan's maidservant opened an umbrella to welcome him. She brought him to Zixuan and left with the umbrella.
"Exalted Immortal."
Xu Qing bowed. He knew that Zixuan didn't like him calling her senior. However, he felt weird calling her by her name so he changed the way he addressed her.
Under the oil-paper umbrella, Zixuan looked at Xu Qing and smiled gently, handing the umbrella in her hands to him.
The moment Xu Qing took it, Zixuan moved closer to him naturally so that both of them were under the same umbrella.
Today, she had obviously put on some makeup. Her hair was tied up, and her delicate little face was flawless. Her already beautiful face was a little more radiant than usual, and she looked natural and graceful, valiant and formidable.
"Let's go," Zixuan smiled.
Because Zixuan was too close, Xu Qing's body stiffened instinctively. He looked at the sky and did not know where she wanted him to go.
"Accompany me to meet my two best friends. Didn't I tell you before? Have you forgotten?"
Sensing Xu Qing's confusion, Zixuan chuckled with a strange glint in her eyes.
The charm of these phoenix eyes would make anyone's heartbeat quicken uncontrollably if they were to see it.
Xu Qing lowered his head hurriedly and followed Zixuan forward.
Of the two people under the umbrella, one was wearing a purple dress and the other a white robe.
Although the colors were distinct, in the wind and rain, the sleeves of their clothes fluttered and overlapped, forming a beautiful picture.
They flew all the way to the county capital and the Apricot Flower Pavilion in the city.
The Apricot Flower Pavilion was not a restaurant but a unique private courtyard. There were pavilions, pools, and waterside pavilions reflected in the green pines and cypresses. Looking at it in the rain, it had a unique charm.
There were also rockery, strange stones, flower beds, bonsai, vines, and green bamboos. It was unique.
At this moment, outside the pavilion in the middle of the courtyard, there were dozens of maids holding umbrellas. Every one of them was beautiful and full of youthfulness, which also highlighted the three women sitting in the pavilion.
These three women each had their own merits. They were all peerless beauties that were rarely seen in the world.
One of them was wearing a green Daoist robe. She had bright eyes and white teeth. At this moment, a long flute was close to her lips and the melodious sound of the flute echoed in the wind and rain. Her expression was graceful and full of freedom.
The other woman was wearing a long blue dress. Her black hair was tied up with silk of the same color, which set off her smooth skin and jade bones. She was carefully sitting next to her.
Based on her behavior, she seemed to be a junior.
Her jade-like fingers plucked the strings of the zither and coordinated with the sound of the flute. The zither and zither hummed in harmony.
There was another woman. She was wearing a gorgeous palace dress and exuded grace. However, her beautiful face was as clean as a lotus and her expression was indifferent. It was as if she was untainted by the mortal world.
She sat in the main seat with a faint smile on her lips. At this moment, she raised her head slightly and looked at the figures walking over from afar.
"Sister Zixuan, long time no see."
At the end of her line of sight, under the oil paper umbrella, Zixuan and Xu Qing's figures were approaching.
When the woman in the palace dress spoke, the two women beside her also stopped playing. The female cultivator in the long flute Daoist robe smiled and looked at Zixuan with a friendly gaze.
However, when the woman in the blue dress who was plucking the zither saw the two people walking over, a complicated expression appeared on her face, especially when her beautiful eyes fell on Xu Qing.
She was Yao Yunhui.
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I still haven't lost my virginity. Let me tell everyone that I'm safe.
I want to ask how many people like me haven't lost their virginity. Everyone, report to me. I want to see how many are left after I leave.
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