The official went to fetch the person. After leaving, the courtroom was eerily quiet.

The crowd in the hall occasionally whispered and talked.

After half a stick of incense, the official who was sent to fetch the person returned and came forward to report: "Sir, I went to Shangfangyuan. During the inquiry, I learned that the lady left Wuhou yesterday and will not come back until tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" the magistrate repeated in a low voice, and was stunned: "In that case, we will temporarily put the two of them in the cell. When the police come back tomorrow, we will open the court again! Exit!"

The officials on both sides knocked on the water and fire sticks and shouted in a long voice: "Wei - Wu -"

Buzz——

The sound of the long sword trembling was faintly visible in the sound of the stick.

"Canghai!" Li Xianyuan shouted softly without looking back.

"Immortal fate..." Among the crowd, Ji Canghai, who was secretly making sword skills, shouted anxiously.

Li Xianyuan handed over to the magistrate: "Master magistrate, can I tell my companion a few words?"

The magistrate waved his hand with a kind face: "Go ahead, Mr. Li."

"Thank you, Sir." Li Xianyuan turned around and came to Ji Canghai in the hall.

"Don't move rashly." Li Xianyuan whispered.

Ji Canghai's bright eyes were full of worry: "But you are going to be imprisoned..."

"I was just thrown into prison, not beheaded at the Meridian Gate." Li Xianyuan chuckled. "If so, it won't be too late for you to save me when the time comes. Don't worry. I am the head of the case, and the county magistrate will not neglect me."

"But if the madam really knew you..." Ji Canghai wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Li Xianyuan.

"Let's talk about it then."

Two government officials picked up Li Xiaoer and escorted him to the back hall. The tall official also came to Li Xianyuan, bowed his hand to him, and said politely: "Captain Li, please follow me."

"Yes." Li Xianyuan nodded. With Ji Canghai's worried eyes and whispers behind him, he walked towards the back hall and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

The prison has not been a good place to stay since ancient times. It is dark, humid and smelly. Li Xianyuan has heard the word prison many times, but this is the first time he has seen it. He couldn't help but look around with some curiosity.

Opposite him was Li Xiaoer, who was looking sad. He wanted to frame Li Xianyuan and make a fortune, but he didn't expect to get himself into the trap.

The light in the prison was dim, and the light only came in through a crack the size of a fist. There were several people detained in each cell on both sides of the corridor. There were some who showed no reaction, and there were also those who shouted injustice when they saw the intruders.

Li Xiaoer was driven into an occupied cell, while Li Xianyuan was put into an unoccupied cell to avoid being disturbed. The light here was better than elsewhere, and it was drier. The stench was not that serious.

This is normal. In the previous life, it was the scholar who was the most powerful, not to mention that the scholar here still has a majestic spirit.

He saw the officer locking the cell door and was about to leave. Li Xianyuan suddenly stopped him: "This officer, can you help me with something?"

"Commander Li, please speak." The officer clasped his fists. Even though Li Xianyuan was a prisoner at this time, he did not hesitate.

Li Xianyuan cupped his fists and returned the gift: "Can you help me find some pen and paper?"

"Since Chief Li has given the order, I will do it on my own. Please wait a moment."

The official agreed and left, and Li Xianyuan found a dry haystack to sit down and meditate quietly.

When he was imprisoned, he was not as panicked as he imagined. The tempering of his mind over the past ten years was on the one hand, and as a cultivator, Ji Canghai would not just take it easy. Therefore, he was not worried.

Sitting cross-legged on a haystack, the light outside the cell shone on Li Xianyuan's body. The beams of light made him feel like a banished immortal coming to earth.

It's funny to say, he found relaxation here that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Ever since he was born and learned about this, Li Xianyuan has been working hard to obtain fame. He studied hard for more than ten years without daring to neglect. Now he finally got what he wanted.

This is the starting point for Li Xianyuan.

Paper and pen were brought, Li Xianyuan spread out the rice paper, dipped the brush in ink, and began to write Journey to the West according to the content in his memory.

Ji Canghai came here to deliver food to Li Xianyuan, but refused to leave after that. He even wanted to injure the government servant and lock him up with Li Xianyuan. However, he was warned by Li Xianyuan: "I can go out tomorrow if nothing happens. Then you can

I don't care about you being locked up in a cell."

He then gave up and became dejected. He turned back three times and reluctantly left the dark prison.

When I opened the lunch box, the aroma filled the air. Mixed with the stench of the prison, it smelled disgusting. However, for prisoners in other cells who had not eaten food for several years, it was comparable to delicacies. One by one, they crowded close to Li Xianyuan and watched him eagerly through the fence.

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Li Xianyuan was not hungry at all and was concentrating on restoring Journey to the West. He simply distributed the meals and received a lot of gratitude.

Li Xiaoer, who came in with him, huddled in the corner of the cell next door, swallowing his saliva but not daring to come forward. He comforted himself that he could continue to have fun tomorrow.

It's late at night, midnight, the third watch. As time goes by, the sky becomes brighter.

Li Xianyuan stayed up all night and will finish writing the entire Journey to the West by the light of candles kindly sent by the yamen servants when the rooster crows in the early morning.

Journey to the West, one of the four great Chinese classics, was officially published here without any news, and it was still in a prison.

Speaking of which, all poems, songs, and articles in this world can evoke visions, but novels cannot. However, this is not bad. If writing novels can also evoke visions, Li Xianyuan may not dare to write it.

Li Xianyuan breathed a long sigh of relief, put down his pen and ink, carefully folded the stack of rice paper and stuffed it into his sleeve. He sat upright on the haystack, waiting for the moment when the magistrate announced his death.

At three o'clock in the morning, the dungeon door was suddenly opened, and a pair of official servants walked down the steps. They walked to the cells of Li Xiaoer and Li Xianyuan respectively.

** is back and the case continues.

County government hall.

"Sheng-tang--!"

"mighty--"

In unison, Li Xianyuan and his wife were brought into the hall. The hall was already packed with people watching the fun, including Ji Canghai.

Li Xianyuan stood upright, his gown neatly arranged. He had not slept all night, but he could not see the slightest trace of fatigue. After writing Journey to the West, his energy and energy were at their peak.

After a while, the crowd in the hall parted, and an official came up to the hall, followed by the madam with enchanting steps.

The bustard's face was thickly smeared with rouge and gouache, and she was wearing a roland shirt, with most of her white breasts and thighs exposed. She was casting flirtatious glances all the way, and the strong pungent fragrance could be smelled from a long distance away.

The men in the crowd stared at their chests and couldn't look away, while the women spat at the shameless vixen.

After leading the bustard to the front of the hall, the official clasped his fists and said, "Sir, the bustard of Shangfangyuan will bring you here."

The bustard stepped forward, knelt down side by side with Li Xianyuan, and whispered in a sweet voice: "My family is Wen Ruyu, I have met the magistrate."

The magistrate nodded: "Get up."

"Thank you, sir." The bustard stood up, while Li Xiaoer kept winking at her.

The magistrate said in a deep voice: "Do you recognize this person?"

The bustard looked at Li Xianyuan, pretending to have just seen him, and circled around him a few times. Suddenly, he pointed at Li Xianyuan, and suddenly realized that he let out a long sigh: "Oh~ you, you, you, you - you are finished!"

Li Xianyuan looked directly at her calmly.

The magistrate said in a deep voice: "It seems like you recognize this person?"

"The Nu family said that the Nu family is petty." The bustard whispered in Li Xianyuan's ear, and licked Li Xianyuan's earlobe with the tip of his nimble tongue. Then he turned around and bowed to the magistrate with a sweet smile.

"Go back to your lord." The bustard said softly, looked back at Li Xianyuan, and continued.
Chapter completed!