Wu Yonglin was soon taken into a cage that was closely guarded by He Kui and others. The place might be called a water prison. As soon as he stepped in, Wu Yonglin, who was not sure of the situation, stepped on the empty feet and fell into the water almost in his chest in a mess. However, the temperature of the water was neither cold nor hot. Wu Yonglin could no longer care about so much in this water prison where he seemed to be the only one. He had already stripped his whole body naked and enjoyed some kind gifts freely.

A figure like a swimming fish quietly sneaked over to Wu Yonglin who was flat in the water. The more comfortable the person is, the easier it is to give up his vigilance. Wu Yonglin knew nothing about the people who were slowly approaching under the water. When a man with his hair disguised and unable to see his appearance suddenly appeared in front of him, Wu Yonglin almost swung his fist.

The other party was about forty years old, with a goat beard under his jaw. His overall appearance was neither fat nor thin. His deep and wise eyes were hard to forget after a glance. This man seemed to show a strong interest in Wu Yonglin's arrival, and his eyes made Wu Yonglin furrow all over his body.

"Don't stare at me with such malicious eyes. Don't worry, I don't have the hobby of **. With your virtue, it may not work to be a turtle slave in the fireworks land."

Wu Yonglin ignored his sarcasm and chuckled: "It seems that you miss the land of the trellis outside?"

"It's really meaningless to chat with a shallow and vulgar person like you. Is it just to go to a brothel to drink and have sex? Can't people have a little elegant pursuit?"

"Don't tell me you're hiding in it and writing books."

The other party stared at Wu Yonglin with approval and teased: "What's wrong? The brothel has been able to write a bloody and tears story that matches history books for thousands of years. What's more, the emperor of this country has already set a typical example for us. There is no sense of incongruity in the land of wind, flowers, snow and moon. Now any major news you hear is coming from there at the first time."

"You have great insight, can you borrow your great work that guides you to read and appreciate it?"

"It's a pity that you can't see it."

“Why?”

"After my strange book that shows the struggle between the fair and the reality was born, an illegal businessman inserted some erotic pictures into it. As a result, my hard work for more than a year was burned by the government."

"Tell me, it was the dog official who searched your house? I don't believe he didn't leave any orphans."

Looking at the fire-breathing eyes that the other party cast, Wu Yonglin quickly turned his words and asked embarrassedly: "What's next?"

"The past is unbearable to look back on. Later, I rewritten travel notes, just because I drew the route of the tour, and the government said that I leaked state secrets, so I fled for several years. I changed my place and tried to write about history. The people from the Imperial City Department in Tokyo immediately caught me and tortured me. They said that I used the past to mock the present. Not long after I came out, I thought about annotating "The Art of War" and "Guiguzi". Guess what, they said that I instigated a rebellion, and I was arrested and went to jail for several years;

The later I became less and less arrogant. I did something wrong again. I started to write stories of gods and monsters. This time I was convicted of superstitiousness. I was thinking, I have been accused of having a lifelong grudge against pens, books, papers, and I can’t have achieved nothing when I was about to stop. The more I thought about it, the more unwilling I was just an old friend in Ganzhou gave me a chance to write a biography of a celebrity. But the book was halfway through, the problem came again. The celebrity I wrote began to commit rebellion, and I was also implicated and sentenced to a rebellion."

"Your surname?"

"Zhuge Wolong."

"This one is no problem, so how could these Hakkas move from the south to the west?"

"Have you seen the "Tuibei Tu" by Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang? Before I ran away, I wrote a divination for the family. The prophecy said: In the Kongjue Palace, the snow is three feet deep. Ah, the head of state is completely different. Song said: The demonic atmosphere is not calm, and I can sweep the beacon smoke to the north to look at the emperor's capital. A different surname established the dynasty and ended the throne, and Bu Shi Sanliu traveled south again."

"This is a destructive hexagram. If the country is not a country, the ministers are not a minister, and the people are not a man, and the people are not in trouble." Wu Yonglin naturally could not tell him that the above prophecy of Jingkang's shame was predicted.

"I didn't expect that you boy would have a few more experiences. As for what the hexagram was going on in the end, I was not sure. My friend was so scared that he came here with all his family members who were willing to travel west and regenerate here. However, this life has just stabilized. I had no time to write a compilation article about the "Black Sacrificial Sutra". I didn't expect that this big village was soon bandits. My friend jumped off the iron chain bridge in a hurry.

.In order to reduce the human tragedy I brought to him and to make myself feel better, I stayed in this house for three years. You are the first prisoner I have seen in three years. I have suffered so much in the past three years. I have been in great pain all over the world. I have finally taken another bath in three years. I told you so much. I hope you are mentally prepared. The day before you came in, I wrote a little insight about the Neo-Confucianism in Cheng Hao and Cheng Yi's "Two Cheng Collections"."

"Are you really that evil?"

"The facts are right in front of you, it's better to be on guard."

"Why did they ask me to take a shower?"

"Although I say I don't have a hobby, the second village leader in this village has this preference."

"Your uncle, why didn't you say it earlier?" Wu Yonglin turned around and saw that the smelly fur coat he put aside was taken away at some point, but it turned into a wide and loose bathrobe. Wu Yonglin stared at him awkwardly and suddenly said in a very arrogant way: "I've just stayed in the water like this, see what they can do to me?"

"Didn't you notice that the water in this room is slowly decreasing? In two hours, there will be no drop of water here."

"Bastard." Wu Yonglin dived into the water and took a look. At the four corners of the water prison, four babies were fists-sized holes. If Zhuge Wolong was willing to help him block the leaking holes in the other two corners, the pool seemed to be able to save his man's chastity for a moment. Wu Yonglin then remembered why Zhuge Wolong's friend jumped off the iron chain bridge, and was probably the result of the second village leader here.

Wu Yonglin, who had no time to think about it, kneaded the bathrobe into a ball and stuffed it into one hole. He himself stepped on another hole in the corner with his feet. However, this water prison belonged to the Emperor's Office. Its length and width made Wu Yonglin cry without tears. He wished he could grow a pair of elastic rubber hands like Luffy at this moment.

"Why are you still standing? Help?" Wu Yonglin roared at Zhuge Wolong who was standing still in the pool.
Chapter completed!