The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Staggeringly, Leng Lianchi was escorted and thrown into a cell in a rickety car.

The cell is almost in the deepest part of the prison, dry but dark, with candle lamps on the wall.Each cell door not only has three floors, but also all layers are made of refined iron, which is obviously for detaining important criminals.

The person who took him in said: "After three days, if you are innocent, you can walk out of this prison door with all your tail."

Leng Lianchi bowed his head in silence, and poked his finger under the straw.

The ground was wet, and the blood hadn't been washed away yet.

All beards and tails, who would believe it?

When he left, a voice immediately rang behind his ears, thin and trembling, like a little girl.

"You...you..." Jian Huanyang said, "I...shall I come down first?"

Leng Lianchi directly pulled her out from his back collar and held her to watch.

This is a very small tortoise, the wood-like shell is engraved with mysterious patterns, its head is slightly shrunk to look at him, a little defensive, cautious, it doesn't look aggressive.

"Heh," Leng Lianchi said softly, "Jian Baisan's spiritual pet is as virtuous as her."

"You, you don't know me?" She asked in fear and surprise, "You were there when Jian Baisan killed Yan Longtian."

"Also, that, I'm not her soul pet, I'm her soul beast! My name is Jian Huanyang."

"In Jian Baisan's heart, I am very important!"

How important can it be?
He is now her "Taoist Companion".

What's more, to him, all the names it said were like a handful of sand.

"I forgot."

"What?" Jian Huanyang stuck out his head. Is this amnesia?

Sure enough, it felt a little different.

Leng Lianchi didn't want to talk too much: "Go out and have a look. Who is locked up on both sides, whether there are torture instruments, and how many jailers."

"Okay!" Jian Huanyang said quickly, "Then you have a good rest! I'll be right back."

Leng Lianchi closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.

The straw beside him moved.

Leng Lianchi suddenly opened his eyes, and firmly grasped a finger.

The owner of the finger let out a suppressed cry of pain.

The man whispered, "Let go, let go, it hurts! I'm Gao Manzheng—"

That hand had been tortured, and it was blue and purple, like a carrot.

"Why don't you...? What happened to Yun'er and the others?"

Leng Lianchi let go of his hand.There is a small hole under the cover of the straw on the side, so small that only a finger can really stick in, and I don't know what was used to dig it.

"Jian Baisan took it out." Leng Lianchi said concisely.

"Who were you talking to just now?" Gao Manzheng asked him.

"Jane Baisan's..." Leng Lianchi thought for a while, "Little pet."

"?"

Before Gao Manzheng had time to say the next sentence, layers of straw on the other side of the cold lotus pond blocked the small hole again.The guard's footsteps sounded outside the door, and they stopped outside Gao Manzheng's cell.

"Don't make a sound!"

Leng Lianchi changed his posture and leaned against the wall, listening to Jian Huanyang, who just came back, talking softly on his shoulders.

"There are four corridors and thirty jailers. The house at the top of the room has a big door, which is tightly closed. There is water dripping from the crack of the door below. I don't know what it is."

"There are prisoners in the prison, including you, it seems to be five or six..."

"Five or six?"

"It's so dark, I didn't see clearly...I'm sorry..."

Leng Lianchi commented: "Although your language expression is not as good as that of a five-year-old child, this information is not important, and it is not a problem."

Jian Huanyang felt a little wronged, and said, "...you are so mean!"

Leng Lianchi said leisurely: "Really? I didn't notice."

Jian Huanyang jumped: "Maybe I'm a little stupid and naive, but Jian Baisan needs me very much!"

"Why?"

"She is so stubborn, such a nice person, she is always cheated by others. When she is sad, she doesn't say anything, just sits and plays with wood by herself! I love her so much, and I don't want to make her sad at all. I always chat with her, She will be happy."

Leng Lianchi grabbed her with one hand: "You are not afraid of me now."

Jian Huanyang: "You're not scary now... Wow! The hairpin on your head looks so pretty, is it carved by Jian Baisan?"

Leng Lianchi said: "...Twitter chirping, are you a turtle or a bird?"

Jian Huanyang was aggrieved and said: "Turtle..."

After a while, she asked again: "It's so dark here, are you afraid? Let's chat!"

Leng Lianchi didn't speak.

After a while, Jian Huanyang said again: "You...you really don't want to chat?"

It was the little guy who was afraid of the dark.

Leng Lianchi sighed secretly: "Talk. What do you want to talk about?"

"How about, why don't I tell you about you! Although if you think about it, it's a bit scary, but you probably don't want to keep knowing..."

"No need." Leng Lianchi said, "I'm not interested in my lost memories."

"Ah?" Jian Huanyang obviously didn't expect this answer, "Why?"

"It's boring."

"How could it be? Although you won't let me tell you, your life is wonderful, and everyone knows—"

"So what?"

"The deep roots of the Jinxiu bush are mud. If the human skin is peeled off, the things inside are also a mess."

Jian Huanyang was stunned.

"That's not the case!" She thought for a long time, and finally came up with something to say, "Jian Baisan told me to protect good people, not bad people."

Leng Lianchi was noncommittal: "Let's talk about something else."

Jian Huanyang said, "What did you say?"

"Talk about your ability and level." He said, "I need to know what preparations I need to make when I escape."

"I've already reported the location to Jian Baisan," Jian Huanyang said, "When she knows it, let me tell you."

"I can become very big, bigger than this cell."

"Jian Baisan said, if you are tired, you can rest first, and you don't have to escape by yourself. If they bully you, you hide behind my shell, and she will come to rescue you—you have to trust her. What does she do? Things are said and done.”

Leng Lianchi was puzzled after hearing this, and finally smiled.Just when he was about to speak, he felt a burst of smell from outside, followed by five very light footsteps, almost without any sound.

Jian Huanyang exclaimed in a low voice, "Someone is here!"

Leng Lianchi stuffed her into his sleeve.

"Don't make a sound, stay inside."

It wasn't until Jian Huanyang got in obediently that he suddenly realized why he did what he said out of nowhere!

He was obviously meant to protect him, but now he is being protected!

But the footsteps outside stopped, and Jian Huanyang didn't dare to move any more, so he had to hold his breath and listen in the darkness.

Prison chief Zhang, a jailer, and two dead men stood quietly aside. Behind the dim candlelight, a tall and thin figure slowly walked forward.

At first glance, it was a deep purple uniform, glowing cold like metal, with a dark brown tortoiseshell rhinoceros belt on the waist, with a moon shadow in it, and a pair of high-soled official boots on the feet, as white as new.

It was none other than the current prime minister, Liu Mingyue.

Looking up, it is a smiling face with a very cold smile, a high nose, almond eyes, and thin lips.

She said: "This is the decree of mentioning people, open the door."

But Leng Lianchi was surprised at first, and then couldn't help but also laughed.

There is no other reason - this face is [-]% similar to Jian Baisan outside who is devoting himself to robbing the prison.

Only the closest blood relationship can be so similar.

In addition, when Jian Baisan parted, the willow leaves in her sister's book——

Who would have thought that the person Jian Baisan most wanted to get rid of now was the sister she was looking for so hard.

The child who most wanted to be a good official became the biggest treacherous official in the world today. Why was it not God's will?

"Is there something wrong with this officer?" Leng Lianchi was escorted out, and when she passed by Liu Mingyue, Liu Mingyue asked abruptly, without turning her head at all, "What's so ridiculous?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Leng Lianchi said lightly, "It's just Liu Xiang's face... quite like an old friend of mine."