"Sinner Jiang Wen, is guilty of murder. The evidence is conclusive, and he should be executed…"
In the prison, an official brought a notice to Jiang Wen. He read it aloud in front of him.
However, the person about to be beheaded turned a deaf ear, sitting on the straw mat with his eyes closed in contemplation. After the official finished reading, he opened his eyes, looked at the other party indifferently, and nodded.
"What audacity!" The official felt looked down upon and angrily said. "You will be executed tomorrow, let's see how leisurely you can be then!"
"Oh." Yan Gongli, who was playing with a tablet beside him, replied casually. She turned over to change position and then continued staring at the screen, not worried about Jiang Wen's impending execution.
This thing was given to her by Jiang Wen, fearing she would be bored in prison. After all, when she was carried in earlier, the jailers didn't dare to search him. Anyone who saw a man carried in by eight people would be wary.
Hearing Yan Gongli's words, the official was furious. He didn't notice that the jailers behind him had already moved far away, fearing that the man's blood would splash on them later.
"Let you be rampant for now, but when this person is executed, you, little girl, will have to go to the Jiaofang Division. You'll have plenty to cry about then," the official sneered.
"Disrespect me, lose an arm," Yan Gongli said calmly. As soon as her voice fell, the official hugged his severed arm and wailed. He looked in horror at his blood-spurting left shoulder, screaming hoarsely.
"My hand! My hand!" The officials with him rushed forward, surrounding the official. They looked in horror at the little girl, no more than ten years old, in the prison, and retreated backward.
"That's quite a strange thing," Jiang Wen said with a sigh. He didn't take it to heart, after all, going to Sumeru was still a bit far for him. Now was not the time to go to Sumeru. Although someone had invited him before, Jiang Wen felt it was better to wait until his Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation was complete before exploring it.
"You're quite considerate, could she be your sweetheart?" Yan Gongli blinked, staring at Jiang Wen, trying to see something.
"I promised her before to escort her to Ningzhou. And my two disciples, well, I guess they are disciples, should also be by her side," Jiang Wen said, unable to help but feel a little emotional.
Seeing her at such a young age now, Jiang Wen couldn't let her drink alcohol. He took out some drinks from his storage bag and handed them to Yan Gongli.
After the officials scurried away, the jailer hurriedly cleaned up the bloodstains on the ground. He also smiled apologetically at Jiang Wen and the girl in the prison: "Immortal Masters, you are magnanimous, please don't be bothered by these commoners. They don't know the Immortals' power, just short-sighted fools. Tomorrow is the day the Immortal Master is released from prison, and this little one has specially brought a jar of good wine, hoping the Immortal Master will accept it with a smile."
It wrote about his deeds. This was the Garrison Commander telling the people of Suzhou that the notorious criminal of recent days had been captured.
"Then it's a deal!" A small hand stretched out in front of Jiang Wen, a little finger hooking up. Jiang Wen looked at her helplessly and hooked his finger with hers.
"Why can't I drink?" Yan Gongli said unhappily.
Yan Gongli told him that Sumeru was very large, even larger than the mortal world. No one knew the vastness of Sumeru, not even the Sendai Saints. The spiritual energy in Sumeru was thick, which was conducive to cultivation. Compared to the mortal world, it had less turbidity and was a blessed land for cultivators.
It had been many days since he came to Dagan. He hadn't looked for Mo Xiang and the others, but he had encountered many things.
Anyone could tell that the two people in the prison cell were not easy to provoke.
"I don't know, I've only heard this rumor. It's said that Sumeru was connected to the mortal world a long time ago, but later, for some reason, it became two separate realms. These stories are too ancient, and even the Saints know very little about them," Yan Gongli said.
Yan Gongli then felt a sense of emotion: "My master also took me to travel around Sumeru, but I didn't expect that things would be so different now. However, I once heard a rumor that as long as a Taoist Palace True Person resides in Sumeru for a long time, they will suffer three disasters. They need to go to the mortal world to avoid the calamities. I haven't lived in Sumeru for too long, so I don't know if this rumor is true or false."
Jiang Wen shook his head and reached out to touch Yan Gongli's head: "Just a friend."
"Why does this thing taste so strange? Where did you get it from? Why didn't you take it out before?"
"You can call it Fatty宅 Happiness Water," Jiang Wen said with a smile.
The jailer said, and then brought a jar of wine to the prison cell. Yan Gongli put down the tablet, opened the wine jar, smelled it, and her face showed a hint of surprise.
The two looked at each other for a while, and then laughed.
"Is it a young master or a young lady?"
"Then after you finish this matter? What will you do next?" Yan Gongli asked again.
"Indeed, it can be considered good wine."
"Sir, you should stop talking nonsense. These two are not ordinary people," the jailer came up to persuade, signaling the officials to take the people away quickly.
"By the way, why do you have to find your friend?" Yan Gongli asked curiously.
"Me? I'll probably go to Dagan to take a look around. And teach my two disciples," Jiang Wen said, showing some interest. He asked Yan Gongli about Sumeru, after all, that was where the Immortal Sects migrated to.
"It really opened my eyes," Jiang Wen shook his head. Ever since this Ancestor-Grandmother returned to her childhood, her temperament had completely changed. Not only was she eloquent, but she was also petty and vengeful. This time, she revealed her love for drinking, which was truly beyond his expectations.
Just as she was about to drink, the wine jar was snatched away by Jiang Wen. He looked at Yan Gongli, who was drooling, and couldn't help but smile: "You're like this now, and you still want to drink?"
"I have a lot of this stuff, I can give you an endless supply when the time comes."
Modern industrial drinks are just designed to attract the taste buds, and even the knowledgeable Yan Gongli is no exception.
"You haven't shown me, how would I know there's such a strange drink," Yan Gongli was addicted to drinking, licking it in small sips. Finally, she finished a bottle of Coke and looked at the other drinks with lingering interest. "This thing is really good, what's it called?"
"Consider her a young lady."
She drank the drink and asked Jiang Wen: "Why do you carry these things with you?"
"It's for someone else."
The two chatted, and Jiang Wen's portraits were posted all over the streets and alleys.
"You didn't ask," Jiang Wen replied.
"Fatty宅 Happiness Water? Why is this name so strange?" Yan Gongli looked at Jiang Wen with a strange expression, but she didn't dwell on the name of Coke, but tasted the remaining drinks one by one.
"Don't worry, I never break my promises."
Yan Gongli twisted open a bottle of Coke and was surprised to hear the puff of gas. She took a small sip, then smacked her lips.
Li Yunshang walked curiously in the city with a girl, and joined the crowd when she saw them gathered around.
"What happened?" She leaned closer to the notice and stared at it. Her small mouth opened slightly.
"What, what's going on! Daoist Master Jiang is wanted! He will be executed tomorrow!"
