Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 554: Dream Travel

Wang Li gnawed on the chicken leg, not daring to get too close to Ji Yuan, and kept a certain distance to appreciate Ji Yuan's calligraphy. Although he was a storyteller, he was also a scholar. He used to think that his calligraphy was actually pretty good. After all, he is a storyteller. There is a lot of time to talk about this business, and a lot of time to record it, but obviously it cannot be compared with Mr. Ji's words. He is worthy of being a god.

Although in Wang Li's opinion, Mr. Ji was just writing calligraphy works, he had heard him say before that this was actually deriving a wonderful method, which he called the method of deriving calligraphy.

Wang Li didn't understand such mysterious things, but he also had his own ideas: a rather proud scholar was in prison, and he shared the same troubles with a gentleman with a fairy spirit. He thought that the gentleman was just an expert. , who would have thought that he turned out to be a **** in the end...

The plot of the story emerged in Wang Li's mind little by little, and this time the protagonist was himself. When he thought of this, Wang Li became a little excited, and an uncontrollable excited smile naturally appeared on his face. The glistening chicken fat and the chicken skin hanging from the corner of the mouth look weird and evil.

In the corridor of the cell in the distance, the jailer who was watching Wang Li's cell carefully shivered suddenly.

"Hiss..."

The jailer looked at the surrounding cells, especially the three cells opposite Wang Li's cell. The prisoners inside were all huddled in the corners, and some were even covered with thatch. It was obviously a bit scary. After looking at it for a while, he felt a little bit scared. The numb jailer couldn't bear it anymore and left directly to the outer hall.

After a while, the jailer returned to the outer hall. He finally felt relieved and stretched out his arms to keep himself warmer.

"Why are you back? Did he eat something?"

The old man sitting at the table drinking a small drink saw the jailer coming back rubbing his hands, so he asked, and the latter forced a smile and nodded.

“I’ve eaten all the food and wine, but there’s still no diarrhea, but here, it’s getting worse.”

The jailer nodded his head to indicate Wang Li's mental problem, hesitated and then added.

"Boss, Wang Li's current situation looks more and more terrifying..."

The old man frowned and took a sip of his wine. Of course he was also aware of Wang Li's situation. To be honest, he was a little scared.

"Boss, Wang Li's situation is too weird. I heard from the older generation that this kind of person is very powerful when he dies and turns into a ghost..."

"Hiss..."

The cell leader also trembled, reached for the wine bottle and poured some into the empty bowl next to him.

"Come on, drink some wine to calm down."

"Hey!"

……

More than two months have passed, and Wang Li's "madness" has become truly normal. No prison guards have come here to listen to books anymore, and it has been several days since they sent such food boxes, let alone meals in prison. Add in the ingredients.

As Tian Jiyuan finished writing, a pile of rice paper on the table was covered with small characters, either overlapping or spread out. Although the pages were not connected, there was a feeling that all the words were connected and faintly intertwined. The echoes are like clouds and smoke intertwining between the words.

Of course Wang Li couldn't see these. He just thought Mr. Ji's words were beautiful and harmonious, but after reading them for a long time, it made him want to doze off.

"Uh, Mr. Ji, have you finished writing?"

Ji Yuan placed the Langhao pen on the pen holder, moved his hands and feet, looked at the words on the paper on the low table, and nodded with a smile.

"Well, I've almost finished writing it. I just need to polish it a little more. I have to thank you for your help to be able to write this "Dream Traveling"."

"Me?"

Wang Li pointed at his nose and smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Ji, please stop making fun of me. How can I teach you how to practice calligraphy? It's true that you are eating, drinking and causing trouble..."

Having said this, Wang Li looked outside and saw that there was no jailer coming to the end of the cell corridor. When he turned his eyes, he found that the prisoner in the opposite cell immediately shrank to a corner after making contact with his gaze.

"Mr. Ji, they haven't brought food or drinks for a while, and I don't know when Ms. Zhang will come..."

Ji Yuan shook his head and smiled.

"Why, are you still expecting them to send you?"

Wang Li smiled sheepishly and answered truthfully.

"Here, sir, you are here, and they can't poison me. Although the food and wine are not as good as Miss Zhang's, they are much better than prison food..."

Speaking of this, Wang Li seemed to finally realize something and said alertly.

"Sir, do you think they have given up on drugging? Are they going to use other methods to deal with me, such as stabbing me while I'm sleeping? There's not much time left before I'm released from prison!"

"What are you afraid of when the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth? Because of the Yin family's face, they will never dare to attack you openly. Just stay calm. Maybe they think there is no need to kill you now."

Wang Li scratched his head.

"That is to say, for a little person like me, the eldest son of the Xiao family can just treat him like a fart."

Just as he was saying this, there were footsteps at the end of the corridor, and soon the cell leader and the jailer arrived in front of Wang Li's cell. Although Wang Li was very strategizing when he was storytelling, under normal circumstances he was still like an ordinary scholar. He secretly glanced at his side several times to see how his husband would react.

Wang Li's actions that he thought were hidden were clearly visible to the old man and the jailer, but this made them even scarier. During this period of time, the jailers had wondered whether Wang Li's cell was haunted. Now every jailer wears an amulet.

"Ahem, Wang Li, your sentence is up, you can leave!"

"Huh?"

Wang Li looked at Ji Yuan subconsciously, and then looked at the jailer.

"No, you two gentlemen, I should have at least half a month left, right?"

"Hey, you book writer, don't you think you haven't been in jail long enough? You remembered the wrong time!"

"Am I remembering it wrong?"

Wang Li subconsciously glanced at Ji Yuan again, but the latter didn't say anything.

"Yeah, I remembered it wrong, you can be released from prison."

Ji Yuan sneered and nodded to Wang Li, who quickly responded to the jailer.

"Oh oh oh, I know, I know, I uh..."

Wang Li glanced at the prison and saw that there was nothing to salute, and Mr. Ji had already collected all the Four Treasures of the Study on the low table with a wave of his sleeves.

"Let's go now!"

Wang Li said this and had no choice but to walk out of the cell. Then he saw several other guards opening the doors of several cells nearby.

"Come out, come out, you two can be released from prison!"

"Come out, your sentence is over!"

Seeing that the prisoners in the four or five cells around him were being released, Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief. It should be no problem for everyone to be released from prison together.

"Uh, gentlemen, is this a general amnesty for the whole world or is there some other good news decree?"

Wang Li asked the cell leader somewhat flatteringly, and the latter looked at him.

"Hey, you are indeed a scholar, you can think clearly!"

Wang Li completely relaxed now, and the inmates who came out together were also in high spirits. However, they subconsciously stayed away from Wang Li after they came out, even some of the jailers nearby. Only Ji Yuan looked at everyone with a half-smile.

The location where these prisoners are held seems to be relatively remote. In fact, it is not far from the door of the prison. It is not deep in the dungeon. I just came out all the way, but I found that there were no prisoners in the cells along the way, and I didn’t know that they had all been transferred to other cells. , or have all been released.

When a group of prisoners who were released from prison arrived in the open area of ​​the lobby outside, they found several other guards standing there. When they saw them coming out, they suddenly shouted in surprise.

"A prisoner escaped!"

"Close the outer door, close the outer door, a prisoner escapes!"

"铮" "铮" "铮"......

One by one, the jailers drew their swords out of their sheaths instantly, leaving Wang Li and the other prisoners stunned.

"Sir! It's unjust!" "Oh no, no! We didn't escape from prison!"

"It was these guys who said we could..."

One of the jailers turned around, only to find that including the few jailers who sent them out, all the surrounding jailers had weapons in their hands, looking for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and their blades were shaking.

"You want to kill me!?"

"If the prisoners escape and dare to resist, take them all!"

They said they were going to take it down, but the ferocious-looking jailers slashed at him with their swords without hesitation.

"Pfft..." "Pfft..." "Pfft..."

"Oops..." "Ah..."

The sword flashed several times, and several screams rang out. At this moment, the prison head felt a tearing pain in his back. When he turned around, the jailer slashed him.

"Stop! Stop everyone!"

The prison leader shouted in pain, causing all the jailers to stop. Many of them had blood stains on their knives, but their faces showed horror. Everyone looked left and right and then looked at each other.

There were no prisoners, no sign of Wang Li, only the guards like them, almost everyone was injured, and one even fell to the ground with serious injuries.

"What are we...doing?"

"King, where is Wang Li?"

After a long time, except for the seriously injured one who was bandaged and lying aside, all the jailers were simply bandaged and stayed in the front hall as if they had seen ghosts. Each of them looked pale, not only due to excessive blood loss, but also more It's scary. Because Wang Li and the prisoners were all staying well in the prison, the chains were not opened, but they, the jailers, clearly remembered what happened just now.

"Head... we won't see ghosts, right?"

The prison head took a deep breath, but could not refute.

"Then Wang Li, are you still going to kill him?"

The prison head twitched his mouth and looked at the subordinate who asked the question.

"Kill? Are you going to kill?"

Of course money is a good thing, and this matter may also bring some convenience in the future, but you have to accept it!

……

Half a month later, Ji Yuan and Wang Li walked out of the Changyang Mansion Prison together with two jailers carefully escorting each other off. Zhang Rui was already waiting outside with a smile on his face.