My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 59: 59 Strange Part 1

In the lobby of the prison department.

The burly black figure slowly stepped out of the shadows, revealing its figure under the light.

It was a giant man in official uniform with a black beard, a broad waist and a strong waist.

This person is at least two meters tall, with two sets of hard leather armor on his thick arms. There is also a thigh-wide black machete hanging from his waist.

Walking in front of Zhang Rong, the man was condescending and looked down.

Snapped.

He clapped both hands on Zhang Rongfang's shoulders.

"My son's matter, thank you very much. Don't worry, come to me and work hard, and the treatment is easy!"

It can be seen that the prison warden has sincere eyes and really has no other thoughts.

It's just that his size is a bit exaggerated, which makes people feel hairy whenever he gets close to others.

Zhang Rongfang could also tell that this person had a straightforward and calm style, and he was not very polite immediately.

"This is what I should do. I will thank you for your advice from now on."

"Hahahaha, you're welcome." Prison Warden Li Ran laughed.

He thought about it.

"In this way, Daoist Zhang Ying, you have excellent eyesight, so you just happened to go to the ninth team, and there happened to be a shortage of people there."

"Ninth team?" Li Huoyun on the side wanted to say something immediately after hearing the words, but he looked at Zhang Rongfang and still didn't speak again.

"It doesn't matter, Team Nine happens to be Captain Lin Qixiao's second-in-command." Li Ran laughed.

Say no more. He clapped his hands.

"Come here, go and take Daoist Zhang to work in the ninth team." As for the grade certification certificate carried by Zhang Rongfang, he didn't even look at it.

Few people dared to forge such things as grades when they came to the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

You know, the Department of Penalties is a highly dangerous department anywhere, forgery grade? Does that mean he hates himself for not dying fast enough?

Immediately in the shadows, a man wearing a black leather armor with a sword stood out, cupping his fists and saluting.

"Daoist Zhang Ying, please follow me here."

"I'm sorry." Zhang Rongfang nodded, and glanced at Li Huoyun at the side.

The son carefully winked at him, meaning to talk about it later.

He understood and followed the man quickly out of the lobby.

Li Huoyun also wanted to leave together, but was stopped by Li Ran.

The two father and son may want to have a good chat.

Walking out of the lobby, Zhang Rongfang, led by the officer, turned to the left and quickly walked towards the rear.

There is a square behind the prison department.

At a glance, there are underground entrance doors of the same size and decoration specifications.

From a distance, these underground entrance gates look like graves that go deep into the ground.

There were constant screams and crying from inside.

"These are the dungeons of our prison department. Interrogation and execution are all here. You can go around if you have the chance. It's very interesting inside." The officers and soldiers leading the way showed a weird smile.

Zhang Rongfang didn't know how to respond.

"We'll have to take a closer look at that time." He thought for a while and replied softly.

"Hey, by the way, I would like to remind you that the leader of the Ninth Team where Daoist went, Mr. Lin Qixiao, the captain, is also from another sect. That...um...maybe has a bad temper, please bear with me."

"Oh? Why do you have to worry too much?" Zhang Rongfang heard something inside. Backhand stuffed a small piece of broken silver in the past.

This piece of silver was made by him by crushing twelve taels of silver ingots, one piece was about half a tael.

As a meeting ceremony, it is equivalent to five hundred Wen, which is not to say that it is not light.

Secretly accepting the money, the officer and soldier suddenly smiled softer.

"The main reason is that Captain Lin Qixiao is from Tianxuan Palace, with high strength, he has already stepped into the third rank at a young age, and his father is Lin Hong, the master of Zhengning Palace of Tianxuan Palace.

Hall Master, that is the Hall Master of Tianxuan Palace. According to the rules of the Shinichi Sect, at least a seventh-rank master can be appointed. "

Seventh Grade The entire Daoist martial arts, practiced to the extreme, is only the seventh grade.

And Zhenyi teaches a Tan Yangcheng palace master, there are seven ranks

Zhang Rongfang didn't know what to say.

He paused for a moment, then suddenly asked curiously: "Then I don't know what level of martial arts our prison chief is?"

"I don't know about the eight grades set by the jailer ten years ago. We are just small officers. How dare we pry into the privacy of adults."

Just as they were talking, the two of them had come to a small building next to the entrance of a dungeon.

The door of the small building is open.

A long-haired woman in a white bodysuit is putting leather boots on herself.

The leather armor was put directly on the tights, covering the chest and waist.

The double-arm vambraces extend to the forearms.

There is also some protection around the neck.

The boots, on the other hand, covered a little below the knees, and were inlaid with pieces of scale-like nails, which looked heavy at first glance.

The two stood in front of the door and stopped.

"Team Lin, the new temporary deputy team has arrived, and it was personally assigned by the prison chief."

The woman put on a full set of leather armor, took off the bamboo hat-shaped helmet cap, put it on her head, and turned around.

Its face does not seem to be purely northern, but mixed with white ancestry among the Hoosiers.

Black-haired, fair-skinned, blue-eyed, with a well-proportioned figure, not thin, with a well-proportioned and healthy body that a person who often practices martial arts should have, but not ugly.

"It's good that you're here, it's time to patrol the neighborhood at night, go get the equipment and follow me."

The woman looked at Zhang Rongfang and expressed her satisfaction with his strong body.

"This time it's not too bad. Last time, the bean sprouts came here and it was like sending you to death."

The last time the deputy team thought about her gold plating, but he didn't obey the order, and was seriously injured by her knife on the spot, so he pulled him back.

After that, no one dared to come to the Ninth Team to be gilded.

"Poverty Zhangying, I've met Team Lin." Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and said with fists clasped.

"I don't look at the sect's background here, just look at the ability! Don't call me a poor man in the future. Since you are a deputy, you should be called a subordinate or a subordinate." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Okay, come here." Lin Qixiao called back.

Soon two officers and soldiers in black leather armor came out from the rest room at the back.

"Take your new deputy team to change the equipment. In addition, explain the basic rules and what we have to do every day." Lin Qixiao said coldly.

"yes!"

Two officers and soldiers took Zhang Rongfang to the back of the small building.

Soon, he took a set of standard leather armor of his own size, and an official knife, and walked out again.

At this time, Lin Qixiao had already brought more than a dozen leather armor officers and soldiers, and they had already gathered in front of the small building.

Zhang Rongfang stepped forward and was introduced to everyone present in accordance with the standard procedure.

I have to say that although Lin Qixiao has always kept a cold face, his face and figure are indeed the best ones he has ever seen in Tan Yang.

Even with a cold face, her looks are half as good as Xiao Qingying's.

After the introduction, what surprised Zhang Rongfang was that the fifteen members of the ninth team were all first-rank members.

In addition, he is a second-rank on the surface, and Lin Qixiao who is a third-rank.

Such a team is responsible for patrolling the two blocks near the prison department. Simply luxury.

They are in charge of half of the prison department, and a team is in charge of the other half.

Day and night, a total of four teams are responsible for taking turns to guard the surrounding safety.

Without any disturbance, Zhang Rongfang's work in the Criminal and Prison Department began.

As the deputy team, he lived in the small building of the ninth team.

Like Lin Qixiao, all team members must live here.

Everyone has one day a week to go home to rest and move around freely.

And the salary of the deputy team is thirty-five taels a month, which is not cheap.

On the two streets where Team Nine was on duty to patrol, there were three restaurants, two music shops, one brothel, and one washhouse.

These two streets are located in the most prosperous area of ​​Tanyang City, and there are a large number of people coming and going every day.

Therefore, the patrol team of the prison department also needs to be responsible for part of the daily security responsibilities.

Every day, Zhang Rongfang practiced martial arts with nothing to do during the day, and patrolled at night from 9:00 am to 2:00 am.

Then he changed hands with the patrol officers and soldiers defending the city, and went back to rest by himself.

Meals can be eaten in the canteen of the prison department, or they can solve their own meals.

Zhang Rongfang only ate two meals in the cafeteria, and then decisively went to a nearby restaurant with the rest of his colleagues to solve the problem.

Anyway, as officers and soldiers on patrol, they can still get a 50% discount on consumption in restaurants.

In the blink of an eye, it was more than half a month later.

Yangxue Restaurant, the lobby on the second floor.

"Have a fried taro, braised radish, shredded chicken with leek and yellow, and spicy red fish."

Zhang Rongfang took the menu and skillfully ordered a series of dishes.

"Deputy Zhang, where's the soup? What kind of soup do you want?" the tall subordinate who had dinner together asked in a low voice.

"Then let's have soybean and pork knuckle soup." Zhang Rongfang handed the menu to Xiao Er.

"Okay. The officials will wait a moment, and serve some cold dishes first."

Xiaoer took the menu and left quickly.

From a distance, he could still hear the name of the dish loudly.

Zhang Rongfang took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick holder and put them in front of his desk.

The people who had dinner with him were all from good families in the Ninth Team.

Chen Hansheng is a tall man, Liu Han is a bold girl, and Grouchy is a white man with a mustache.

Everyone lives on a budget, and those who practice martial arts have a much larger appetite than ordinary people, so it is the best choice to have dinner together.

"Where is Team Lin? Speaking of which, why haven't you seen her have dinner with everyone?" Zhang Rongfang has been here these days, but he has never seen Lin Qixiao eat with everyone.

"Team Lin has a bad temper and has many taboos, so he usually doesn't eat with us." Chen Hansheng shook his head and replied.

"Speaking of it, it's been peaceful recently. Our ninth team used to take trouble every three days." Liu Han said with emotion.

"However. Team Lin feels that something has happened at home recently." Grouchy hesitated to speak.

These few days, they have become acquainted with Zhang Rongfang, knowing that the newly appointed deputy team has a gentle temper and a decent personality, and is much easier to get along with than Team Lin.

Zhang Rongfang was about to ask.

Suddenly, downstairs in the restaurant, there was a sound of smashing plates and plates.

At the same time, accompanied by a loud roar, the table was flipped.

Zhang Rongfang and the others quickly got up without saying a word.

This restaurant is also within the scope of their inspections on weekdays, and the boss very happily gave them a 50% discount.

So when they encounter something on weekdays, they will take care of it when they see it.

In places like restaurants, small frictions are common on weekdays.

When they went downstairs, they saw a man with red beard, holding a stool in one hand, confronting two thinner men and women in white clothes opposite.

Food and drink were scattered all over the floor.

"You two are evil! You better return my purse quickly, otherwise your heads will be blown out today!"

The man with the red beard was furious and his voice was rough.