Fu Shaoping saw the words reflected in the [Xuanming Treasure Mirror], and his heart was beating fast: "I wonder if punishing prisoners can improve the progress of martial arts?" Thoughts together. This idea lingered in my mind and couldn't get rid of it. Martial arts is generally divided into first glimpse of the door, entry, small success, great success and perfection. With his current cultivation level of the first level of the body training realm, it is quite difficult to practice the second-level martial arts "Piao Miao Steps", and the progress is slow. If the fate attribute of [Xuan Ming Bao Jian] can speed up the progress of "Piao Miao Steps", it will undoubtedly be a great boon for him. Think about this. He wished he could go into prison and catch a few prisoners and beat them up, just to verify what he was thinking. "Ding ding ding!" The bell hanging on the beam of the practice room rang. "Is it six hours so soon?"
Fu Shaoping stood up regretfully. Open the door. But I saw the moon was already rising over the treetops outside. Only then did he realize that he was ravenous. On the way back from Baihusuo, only the patrolling Zhenwu guards could be seen in the town, and every household had already slept with the lights on. When we arrived at Wutong Lane. From a distance, he saw an orange lantern still burning in his small courtyard. Fu Shaoping suddenly felt warm in his heart, the fatigue from practicing Kung Fu was gone, and his steps became much lighter. He entered the small courtyard quietly. Hungry, he wanted to go into the kitchen and make a simple bowl of noodles. When he opened the pot lid, he saw warm water heating his favorite braised pig's trotters and a large bowl of fragrant rice. There was also a note left on the stove: "Write down what you want to eat tomorrow on a piece of paper and I'll cook it for you." But it’s Sister Paner’s font. The next day. Fu Shaoping got up on time to go out with Zhou Paner. Go out and take a look. But Pan'er left the stall one step ahead of her. Apparently she saw that he left early and came back late, and didn't want him to be too tired. After eating the sumptuous breakfast prepared by Zhou Pan'er and making soup for his mother, Fu Shaoping went straight to the prison behind Baihu Station. Never thought about it.
Today, Lao Zhan arrived earlier than him and was already waiting in the hall. Fu Shaoping smiled and offered the tofu pudding he had brought. Lao Zhan did not drink, but waved his hand, and after repelling all the jailers, he said: "Shaoping, yesterday our colleagues found all the dozen missing women based on the confession you provided. They are indeed in the underground caves in the Qiuya Mountain Valley." So very good. Fu Shaoping listened carefully. Lao Zhan said with some tentativeness: "This time we in the prison have been allocated a level nine merit point, six Yuanling stones, and twelve taels of silver. How do you think they should be properly distributed?" "Uncle James, I came to the prison as a trainee. It is naturally up to you to decide how to allocate." "In this case, Shaoping, I will open the sky and speak frankly. I am still three ninth-level merit points before being promoted to captain. These merit points will belong to my name, the Yuanling Stone will be yours, and the silver will be given to you. Brothers, split it equally, and I will give you another martial arts book called "Tiger Roaring Fist" as compensation, what do you think?" In Zhenwu Division. It is expressly stipulated that secret trading of merit points is prohibited. However, team members performing the same task can allocate merit points by themselves. One hundred ninth-level merit points are required to be promoted to captain. Therefore. In a sense. Zhenwusi's meritorious service cannot actually be measured with Yuanling Stone. Although Lao Zhan's "Tiger Roar Fist" is only a first-level martial arts, it still requires five ninth-level merit points to be redeemed in the Zhenwu Division. From a certain perspective. Fu Shaoping obviously got a big advantage. Because even if the two of them were evenly divided, he would only be able to obtain half of the ninth-level merit points. "Uncle James, you've suffered a big loss, and you can't help it." "I have no children, and I can't take this "Tiger Roaring Fist" to the ground. However, I also have a merciless request. If. If you perform meritorious service again in prison, I hope that the merit points can be allocated to me first. , I just need to collect two more ninth-level merit points, Shaoping, can you accept it?" "Okay, just follow James's advice." Fu Shaoping immediately agreed. He has just started, and there is still a long way to go before he is promoted to captain. If he can make friends with an upcoming captain, it will be of great help to him in the future. and. Just for Zhan Bo's "Tiger Roaring Fist", he has more than doubled his profit by repaying his original investment. How could Fu Shaoping be unwilling? The most important thing is.
After he agreed, James would definitely ask him to interrogate some prisoners who needed clues. For [Xuanming Baojian], this would obviously be more feedback. "Okay, okay!" Lao Zhan was very excited. I silently remembered Fu Shaoping's favor in my heart. Say it. Only then did Lao Zhan get down to business: "Shaoping, I have a big deal." Lao Zhan lowered his voice and spoke quickly. After hearing this, Fu Shaoping's eyes widened and he couldn't stop for a long time: "Uncle Zhan, this... I'm afraid it's not very good, but he is a strong man at the ninth level of the body forging realm!!" Even those who are at the ninth level of the Body Forging Realm and have developed a dantian are qualified for Xiaoqi. As far as his awakening wisdom is concerned, it may not work. Lao Zhan smiled and said: "Anyway, I have been imprisoning him for several years, and have tried every method. If he refuses to cure him, you just treat him like a dead horse, and use all the methods you have." Although Lao Zhan also thinks it is unrealistic. However, I am still unwilling to give in. If he could pry open the mouth of Qin Lao Mo, it would be an eighth-level merit value, which is equivalent to ten ninth-level merit values. Even if they split it equally, it would be enough for him to be promoted to lieutenant. "Then I'll give it a try." Fu Shaoping did not hold much hope. This time. It was Old Zhan who led the way personally. Yesterday he entered the prison for ordinary people, and the second floor of the prison was the prison for warriors. The entire wall was forged from the second-level Qingcang stone, and even a strong man in the Earth Yuan realm could not destroy it. There were obviously fewer doors on the second floor. There were only thirty or forty. When Fu Shaoping came in, he was still a little nervous. No matter which warrior was imprisoned here, his strength was much stronger than his. Seeing Fu Shaoping's shoulders tense, Old Zhan hurriedly explained: "The tibia of these imprisoned warriors has been broken, and the wall forged from Qingcang stone can block the heaven and earth energy outside. They are already useless. You don't have to worry."
As he spoke, he arrived at the last prison. The door was wide open. A big man with a red beard was tied to the iron bed with an iron chain as thick as his arm, and a stack of mulberry paper and a bottle of Shaodaozi were placed next to him. The big man with a red beard kept his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear their footsteps. Fu Shaoping narrowed his eyes slightly. Ready to challenge! Criminal law for promotion. Old Zhan and the others had obviously tried it, but it didn't work. Fu Shaoping's mind raced, and suddenly a light flashed, with a faint smile on his face, and said to Old Zhan: "Uncle Zhan, have someone use an iron chain to fix his head, and prepare a basin with a small hole in it, fill it with water, and suspend it above his head, so that the water can drip down to his forehead, day and night, until he speaks!"