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Chapter 56 Entering the Qin Tianjian(1/2)

"I plan to go to Qintian Prison"

Qin Yuan looked at Li Shoumin and said seriously.

Qintianjian was established by the alchemist leader nineteen years ago.

Now it has become the most dazzling place in the world.

Youdao is to hide in the wilderness in a small way, in the city in a medium way, and in the court in a big way.

If you want to be hidden, hide in the most dazzling place.

In addition, Qin Yuan was ready to take action against Fang Shi.

"Qin Tian Jian"

Li Shoumin nodded, "It's a promising place. Maybe we can get rid of the suffering of mortal body."

Qin Yuan glanced at Li Shoumin.

The body's internal wear and tear is severe, and he probably can live for another ten years.

If you take action yourself, you can extend it for a few more decades, no problem.

But so what? It makes no sense.

Qin Yuan's eyes turned to an inconspicuous mound next to him without a tombstone.

Divine thoughts swept across like ripples.

It's the carcass of a donkey.

It can vaguely be seen that it is his beloved little donkey.

"How did it die?"

"Death on hunger strike"

Li Shoumin said it very plainly.

It's been too long, and the sadness in my heart has long since been smoothed away.

Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then nothing happened.

If the fourth-generation donkey's death on hunger strike is like a wave, his heart is like a vast ocean.

In other words, he has lost feelings such as discomfort, congestion, sadness, etc.

This is the price of immortality.

"Do you like donkey meat?"

Li Shoumin suddenly asked.

Qin Yuan was startled and shook his head: "I don't like eating donkey meat."

I don't like eating donkey meat.

Qin Yuan said it again in his heart.

This is the response to the weak waves in my heart.

Plop, tap... the sound of the wheels turning was heard.

It looks awkward in the lonely graveyard.

Li Shoumin looked back and saw that it was the Ximen family's carriage, and his expression turned very bad: "Have you become Mrs. Ximen's lover?"

"Her widowed daughter"

Qin Yuan added: "Just listening to the show together"

Whether the other party believes it or not is their business.

Qin Yuan's conduct was upright, he was worthy of Heaven, he was not ashamed of himself, and he was not afraid of what he said.

Li Shoumin suddenly said: "As expected of Uncle Qin's grandson."



Fast forward to September, the annual recruiting day for Qintian Prison.

In front of the Star-Zhaing Building of Qintian Prison.

Qin Yuan got off Ximen's carriage.

These days, he was living like the Chinese New Year.

Days are like years.

There are also unpleasant things.

In recent years, in order to support the war of foreign conquest and suppress the Datong Army (formerly the Datong Hui), Zheng Sanfa set up a large number of special banks and printed banknotes, resulting in the proliferation of banknotes.

A banknote with a denomination of 100 taels could buy a cattle or two oxen nine years ago. It was worth one oxen eight years ago, a pig seven years ago, a bag of grain five years ago, and a chicken three years ago.

One year ago it was worth two eggs, this year it is worth one egg.

He calculated and found that he had lost several hundred...two dollars.

That's right, it was just a few hundred taels. Before his death, Qin Yuan exchanged all the banknotes into real objects and industries that were not afraid of inflation.

As an immortal person, without this awareness, he could die.

While Qin Yuan's thoughts were spinning, he arrived in front of the Star Reaching Tower.

Look up.

The Star Reaching Tower has a total of twelve floors, which is a bit out of the ordinary in this world where buildings are generally not very high.

Just as he was about to step onto the steps, there was a sound of discussion:

"Lu Li died last night."

"Lu Li? Really, you're not mistaken, are you?"

"It's absolutely true. He seemed to have gone crazy and died."

Immediately, a suppressed cheer sounded.

This shows how much Lu Li was hated by others.

Brother Yunfei, it was your son who asked for it. It's not that brothers don't show affection... Qin Yuan stepped up the steps and entered the Qintian Prison's Star-Zhaing Building.

Six brands came into view: Medicine Master, Qi Watcher, Weapon Refiner, Feng Shui Master, Formation Master, and Qi Practicing Master.

Qin Yuan walked straight to the sign that said Qi Wang Master.

The white-robed alchemist sitting behind him is Yang Youqi, the grandson of Yang Huchan, and his position is the governor of Wangqi Branch.

Before coming, Qin Yuan investigated clearly.

People in Gou Dao do things first and then act.

"This is my household sticker and dental card."

The household sticker is the household registration book, and the toothpaste is the ID card.

Qin Yuan had already finished it before Hua Dao.

Yang Youqi had no reaction.

Qin Yuan looked over and saw that the other party was actually reading the history book he had written.

"cough"

Yang Youqi raised his head, smiled dullly, picked up the household stickers and flipped through them. He was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "We are still family friends."

"Which family are you from?"

Qin Yuan asked pretending not to know.

"My grandfather's surname is Yang Taohuchan"

"It turns out you are the queen of the Yang family."

"sit"

After sitting down.

Qin Yuan asked a question and Yang Youqi answered.

I don't know, I thought Qin Yuan was recruiting people.

Qin Yuan was speechless.

Yang Huchan's grandson and Yang Huchan are simply two extremes.

One that is extremely flexible.

An extremely dull person.

Qin Yuan glanced at the history book Yang Youqi had read before.

The latter explained: "My grandfather asked me to read more history books written by your grandfather and learn your grandfather's way of survival."
To be continued...
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