My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 15: No Form, Self

"There were a total of 17 casualties this time, and eight people are missing. I think they fell into the eighth level of the prison due to the chaos at that time, and we were unable to rescue them."

In the dim corridor, Zhao Changhe, with a head full of white beard, was respectfully reporting matters to the person in front of him.

"Is there anyone still alive?" The question was asked by a man with a calm and gentle voice.

The man looked to be no more than 40 years old, and he was wearing a white robe, but the robe had long been covered with dust and turned gray.

He was wearing a feather fan and a scarf, and there was nothing unusual about his face, but he exuded an elegant temperament.

Staying in this prison, this attire is somewhat out of place. He doesn't look like a prison guard, but more like a small town teacher.

Zhao Changhe hesitated for a rare moment, but still answered truthfully to the man in front of him.

"Reporting to the warden, among the eight missing people there is a Class B prison guard named Lu Caiwei. We have investigated before and found that her life lamp has gone out..."

The man's expression did not change, he just walked forward silently.

Zhao Changhe, who is already Class A, looks a little nervous at this moment.

As a Class A figure in Tianlao, Zhao Changhe knows a lot of things.

For example, Lu Caiwei, the talented girl who was personally recruited by the warden, was heard to be from a big family in another country.

If that's the case, it's fine.

The key is that our warden is also named Lu...

Relative? Niece? Or illegitimate daughter?
This is really thought-provoking.

"Sir, are you going to the eighth floor now?"

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, then stopped in front of the door and looked at Zhao Changhe.

"A lot of things happened on the way to Beijing this time, and even on the way back, I was delayed a lot."

He sighed and said.

"If not, we should be able to come back a few days earlier and these things would not have happened."

"But that may not be the case."

Zhao Changhe lowered his head and listened quietly without saying a word.

"The people from the Zhang and Lin families on the first level of the prison should be taken out and executed."

"On the second floor, the people from the Sword Sect and Miaoyin Mountain should not stay."

"The third floor..."

Lu Qingshan's voice is flat and gentle, like a teacher, and this voice can make students drowsy.

But Zhao Changhe became more and more frightened.

One force after another was reported by him, which represented the life and death of those people.

Lu Qingshan, who made all these decisions, played it down, like a judge of life and death.

Zhao Changhe responded, but questions arose in his mind one after another.

What exactly happened when the adults came to Beijing this time?
And why these forces must provoke Lord Lu.

"I'll go down and take a look first. Lao Zhao, remember to buy me some white sugar cakes from the shop in the east of the city, and then go to the Cheng family shop next door to buy two sesame cakes. I suddenly feel like eating."

"Yes, Mr. Warden."

Only after Zhao Changhe completely left the aisle did Lu Qingshan raise his hand and slowly press it against the stone wall.

The light flowed, and the "door" that remained intact even when the sky prison collapsed was finally slowly opened.

"No matter life or death, we have to bring the corpse home eventually..." Lu Qingshan spoke to himself and then stepped in.

But then, he frowned.

…………

Inside the prison, the monsters suddenly changed their appearance.

The white jelly skin that was trying hard to drill out paused for a moment, and then continued to drill back, which was extremely funny.

The footless man who had been kneeling on the ground for a long time was stunned for a moment, stood up silently, and walked back to the cage by himself.

He was even thoughtful enough to close the door himself.

The mute girl, who was originally hugging Ye Wuyou's thigh, was now a little hesitant.

Finally, she stood up silently, trembling, and rubbed Ye Wuyou's legs greedily for a few times. After Ye Wuyou kicked her away, she walked back to the cage silently.

The prison doors were closed one after another, and the monsters stayed quietly in their cages.

It was as if the demons that were dancing wildly at the beginning were not them.

Ye Wuyou looked calmly into the distance of the aisle.

The "door" to the eighth floor of the Heavenly Prison was finally opened.

only……

"I am stepping into the formless state to find my true self." Ye Wuyou said for no reason.

The dim candlelight suddenly lit up at this moment, and it seemed that the flames jumped more vigorously as someone came.

Finally, at the other end of the aisle, a figure slowly walked out in the light.

The man in the gray gown walked to the side of the cage and slowly stood still. He did not rush to do anything, but first tried to brush off the dust on his body.

The dust flew up and down, and the grey gown regained some of its original white appearance.

Lu Qingshan looked inside the prison, his eyes sweeping over the group of strange people.

All the strange things he looked at had calm expressions.

It was as if he could see it too.

This was indeed the case. Lu Qingshan glanced at the only prison cell with its door wide open and saw Lu Caiwei unconscious inside.

Finally, after he had surveyed the entire place, he looked forward and his gaze fell on Ye Wuyou.

He felt a similar aura from Ye Wuyou.

"Did you do this?" Lu Qingshan's eyes were pointing at the empty cage.

The weirdness within it is gone.

So is Ye Wuyou standing in front of him a human or a monster?

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" Ye Wuyou took a step forward and answered calmly.

Lu Qingshan remained silent. He just stretched out a finger and pointed at Lu Caiwei who was lying unconscious in the cell, and said.

"She's still alive, so I can let you say a few more words."

Ye Wuyou smiled lightly, his eyes calm, his gaze fell on the other person, sizing him up before speaking.

"Warden? You are just an ordinary person in the fifth realm. Do you think you are worthy of my wasting my breath on you?"

Lu Qingshan was stunned at first, then he burst into laughter.

Ye Wuyou seemed very dissatisfied with the other party's laughter. He frowned slightly, but then relaxed and said contentedly.

"When the self is formed, you will find your true self. It is only the fifth realm. No matter how many mysteries you have, they are nothing but sand on your fingertips to your true self."

Lu Qingshan listened silently, then spoke quietly.

"One more thing."

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

His eyes were not directed at Lu Qingshan.

But behind the other person.

Ye Wuyou, who saw through everything, chuckled at this moment.

"You are just a dying body. If you remove the remnants of the Great Dao in your body, how can you be my enemy?"

This sentence was finally finished.

Lu Qingshan's figure was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, turning into a phantom.

Ye Wuyou, who was already looking for his "true self", was suddenly hit hard and flew out like a meteor.

Rumble!
There was a sudden loud roar, and Ye Wuyou's entire body was hit and directly sunk into the dungeon wall.

After the roar, the monsters in the cage became quiet and motionless.

Lu Caiwei was dragged in the air, and on the ground, was Ye Wuyou, who was already covered in blood.

Under the light of candlelight, all that was left was Lu Qingshan's departing figure.

(End of this chapter)