The Diamond Sect's ancestor was stunned and the shadow revealed countless eyes.
"Is it possible that this sentence is an explanation for an existence I didn't notice…" Xu Qing calmly spoke.
"Moreover, from the start to the end, this painting old man addressed me as 'Lord Guardian'. Only in this sentence did he say 'sir'.
"Such an obvious gap but I strangely neglected it previously." Xu Qing's eyes revealed coldness.
"Then, how many criminals are there in D132?"
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes as he recalled.
"The first one is a cloud beast."
"The second is the human woman."
"The third one is the millstone."
"Thirteenth…" Xu Qing paused and an icy aura rose from his entire body.
"Who's the fourth?" Xu Qing mumbled as his pupils constricted.
The Diamond Sect's ancestor was about to speak but he was also stunned. He couldn't remember either. After that, his entire body trembled and horror appeared in his eyes.
The shadow was also at a loss.
"Who's the fifth one? Or rather, from the fourth to the twelfth one, who are they? Why can't I remember?" Xu Qing spoke softly. He took out the prisoner's information jade slip and checked it. No matter how he counted, there were 14 of them.
However, he just couldn't remember the nine in the middle.
It was incomparably bizarre.
There were records of them in the jade slip. Xu Qing felt that he had seen them but he couldn't remember them.
"That previous guardian also introduced the prisoners. He didn't seem to… mention the nine in the middle. However, I actually felt that it was normal at that time."
"Interesting." A cold glint flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. He opened his storage bag, wanting to record everything he had learned. However, after some thought, he didn't use the jade slip but took out a blank bamboo slip.
He had many bamboo slips in his storage bag.
On this bamboo slip, he engraved everything he was thinking about word by word.
In the last line, Xu Qing wrote five words and a question mark.
The power of a god?
After doing this, Xu Qing walked out of the Sword Pavilion in the dark night.
It was still raining outside. There were puddles everywhere on the ground. Xu Qing walked on them and arrived at the Prison Department.
As he walked on the steps of the Prison Department, the sound of his footsteps spread far away, forming echoes.
This was the first time Xu Qing came to the Prison Department at night. The surroundings were even darker. Only the lights on the walls that were lit some distance away emitted a dim glow.
In the pitch-black surroundings, these lights were insignificant.
Xu Qing calmly walked down the steps step by step. He didn't want to wait until dawn because there was no difference between day and night to him.
However, as time passed, he was worried that his memories would become blurry again. Hence, he planned to take action immediately.
He wanted to see the prisoners from the fourth to the twelfth.
Just like that, in the silence and darkness, Xu Qing arrived at the 57th floor of the Prison Department. He arrived in front of the greenish-black cell gate of D132 and pushed it open.
"Are there fourth to twelfth prisoners or not?!"
Amidst the creaking sounds echoing in the silence, Xu Qing expressionlessly walked in. With a bang, the gate closed.
D132 was as pitch-black as ever.
The moment he walked in, Xu Qing faintly felt someone in the cages looking at him. At the same time, the little boy's figure also appeared beside him. Its eyes were filled with helplessness and concern.
Xu Qing noticed the boy's expression and frowned.
He had come here this time because of this gaze!
When he checked the jade slip earlier, he discovered that there was no sign of the little boy in the recording. However, he remembered the helpless look in the other party's eyes.
That was why he came here late at night. His goal was to find out why the little boy's gaze was like this.
This was his only goal.
"What's here?" Xu Qing lifted his right wrist and looked at the little boy.
The little boy opened its mouth and seemed to say something. However, no matter what it said, Xu Qing couldn't hear him. It was as though they were in different time and space.
Even though Xu Qing used many methods, such as writing, he was still unable to communicate with the little boy. In the end, when the dawn was about to appear, Xu Qing sighed softly and gave up.
He glanced at D132 once again, his gaze sweeping past the 14 prisoners. Everything was normal.
Hence, he turned around and prepared to leave. However, the instant his hand touched the cell gate, Xu Qing suddenly showed a hint of confusion.
"I came here late at night just to communicate with luck? This isn't in line with my personality!"
"I could have done it during the day when I am on duty. Why did I come at night?"
"I… seem to have forgotten some things."
Xu Qing mumbled and turned to look at D132. It was the same as in his memories.
"That's not right!" Xu Qing's eyes gleamed.
"My memory isn't that bad, but I just can't remember…"
"Could it be that some kind of power has affected me?"
"When I was coming here, I might not have been affected, so I came. However, after entering this place, I forgot my motive… In that case, I should have discovered some clues."
As he looked, he suddenly opened his storage bag. He rummaged through it and after carefully checking every item, he took out a bamboo slip.
A large number of words were densely engraved on this bamboo slip.
Xu Qing frowned. He was familiar with the bamboo slip but he didn't remember any words on it. Hence, he checked it carefully. As he read, his expression changed.
