My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 49 I Know Everything
Tianlan City.

When four figures walked into the city one after another, several people couldn't help but sigh in their hearts.

"We are finally back. Let's go back to the Heavenly Prison to hand in the mission." Xu Fang's loud voice rang out, and then he looked at Ye Wuyou again.

The burly man chuckled, then walked over and punched Ye Wuyou, saying boldly.

"Although I don't know how you did it, at least you came back safely. Come on, hand in the task first, and then I'll treat you to a drink."

"By the way, let me tell you about some things in our prison. For example, our captain is a very extraordinary person..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Wuyou stretched out his left hand and handed out a token from his waist.

The dark blue left hand that was so terrifying and ferocious last night now looked like a normal person.

[In the Sanchi Lane at the right corner of the city gate, there is a woman secretly watching you with evil intentions. The woman's measurements are...]

His eyes swept lightly across the corner of the city gate, and then quickly retracted.

"I still have some things to take care of. Please go and get them for me. I will come to you later."

Just as Xu Fang was about to ask what was going on, Lin Qingqing took the token and then pulled him away.

"You're asking for a beating, bitch!"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask, idiot!"

After the few people went away, Ye Wuyou looked at his arm and then walked towards the alley.

In Ye Wuyou's own eyes, he could see the true appearance of his left arm, but in the eyes of others, his arm was normal.

This was just an illusion, an illusion created by his newly restored scarlet right eye.

Of course, that strange eyeball couldn't just help me see things.

He didn't sleep all night last night. Through the narration's words and his own constant attempts, he discovered the peculiarity of this eyeball.

That is illusion.

With the help of his strange right eye, he can perform illusions that he originally couldn't perform.

Only this time he chose his own arm as the object of the illusion.

Of course, he could also use magic to restore his eyes to look like a normal person, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do so.

It is better to have less trouble than more. My newly blinded eye healed the next day. How should I explain it to Lin Qingqing and the others when they ask me about it?

Is this method really without side effects? He was doubtful.

[You sneered, and thousands of thoughts flashed through your mind. The remains of the Great Dao are nothing but trash to you, and this thing with the aura of the Great Dao is trash among trash. This broken thing was used as a bell by others before. If it hadn't damaged one of its eyes, it wouldn't even be qualified to appear on you.]

OK OK...

The narrator's constant flattery almost made Ye Wuyou a little swell-headed after hearing it so often, even if it went in one ear and out the other.

But he quickly suppressed his swollen heart and looked at the smiling woman in the alley.

"How did you find me? I was thinking of waiting until you arrived at the Heavenly Prison before notifying you." Chun Tao said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, Chuntao walked over to him, first looked at his bandaged eyes, then walked around him, frowned slightly, and spoke in a slightly accusing tone.

"No way, Xiao Ye, how come you lost your eyes after going out?"

"Something happened, but it's not a big deal." Ye Wuyou chose to skip this topic.

Seeing Chuntao appear here and come to find me, the meaning behind it is naturally self-evident.

"Zhao Changhe wants to see me?" he asked.

Chun Tao shook her head and said, "Master Zhao, how could you know when you would come back? It was the warden who came to see you."

Chuntao’s words stunned Ye Wuyou. How did the warden know when he arrived in Tianlan City?

But it doesn’t matter. I originally planned to look for him when I returned to the city.

The ridiculous remarks made by the narrator yesterday completely made Ye Wuyou lose confidence.

Of course he couldn't just sit there and wait for himself to turn into strange shapes before trying to find a solution, that would be courting death.

I can only truly control this "ghost" for half a month.

What would I become in half a year?
He could only find other ways to solve this strange invasion of himself.

But ordinary people certainly can't help with this method. Even Xia Anmeng, who seems to know everything, probably doesn't understand what is happening to him.

Then, the only one left is the warden who I met once.

Because it was obvious that there were also remnants of the Great Dao on the other party's body.

Moreover, from what he said that day, it seemed that the other party wanted to take him as his disciple? ...

A moment later, Ye Wuyou met the mysterious warden in an attic.

Chuntao just took him outside and left. The nearby streets were very quiet and empty. It was unclear whether they were usually deserted or whether they were deliberately separated.

The room was filled with the scent of sandalwood. A few goldfish were swimming around in the fish tank. The surrounding walls were lined with bookshelves filled with books that Ye Wuyou couldn't even understand.

Ye Wuyou withdrew his gaze from the room and looked towards the window, at the figure that exuded a strong scholarly air.

He doesn't look like a prison warden. More like a middle-aged scholar. If his words were to be more unpleasant, he would be a corrupt scholar.

He didn't know much about the man in front of him. After all, the only friendship between the two of them was that one punch from each other on the eighth level of the Heavenly Prison.

All we know is that the other person's name is Lu Qingshan, a practitioner of the fifth level of supernatural powers and the warden of the Heavenly Prison.

And, like himself, there seemed to be remnants of the avenue on him.

There was a slight sound of turning pages. It was Lu Qingshan who was holding a book in his hand and reading with a focused gaze, as if he didn't notice the people in the room.

Ye Wuyou frowned, but did not interrupt him immediately. Instead, he looked intently behind the other person.

He could see the remains of the road, so at this moment Ye Wuyou wanted to see clearly what was so strange about the other party.

An illusory figure appeared behind Lu Qingshan. The human shape could be seen, but the face could not be seen clearly, as if there was a hazy curtain between them.

Ye Wuyou tried hard to see more clearly.

The illusory figure gradually became clearer under his gaze.

But just when Ye Wuyou was about to see the face of that thing clearly, the illusory figure seemed to have noticed something, turned its head slightly, and looked towards Ye Wuyou.

"Snapped."

The book in his hand closed, and at the same time, Lu Qingshan's gentle and peaceful voice was heard.

"Don't stare at me, it's not good."

Feeling the other party's gaze, Ye Wuyou hesitated for a moment, then clasped his fists and bowed, wanting to say something.

But Lu Qingshan's words came again, and his voice was still calm.

"Has your left hand become like this? It happened so quickly. I thought it would take at least three months for the first symptoms to show up."

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, the warden even made a joke.

"You've been on the road for less than half a month, and now it's in this state, it can only be due to overuse. Are you going to slap a dog with this wreckage if you see it on the roadside?"

This joke was not funny, and Ye Wuyou certainly couldn't laugh.

This topic is too heavy, because before, he even wanted to use his ghost hands to eat.

At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly. He was not surprised that the other party could see his arm hidden by this illusion.

What he cares about is the message in the other person's words.

What the other party said was not the "weird" in the common people's perception, but called it wreckage.

The warden seemed to be very familiar with these "road debris".

He raised his head and looked at the other person, just in time to meet his warm gaze.

Lu Qingshan looked at Ye Wuyou quietly. He didn't seem surprised by the arm. His eyes swept across Ye Wuyou's eyes which were simply bandaged.

"You can take it off, and then say that I cured your eye disease." Lu Qingshan said.

Ye Wuyou took off the cloth on his eyes, revealing a pair of strange scarlet eyes.

Of course, to outsiders, Ye Wuyou's eye appears normal.

But this outsider does not include the person in front of him.

Ye Wuyou stood there quietly, not saying a word since he entered the door.

But it seemed as if everything about him was seen through by the other party.

He looked at Lu Qingshan, who was smiling in front of him, and an idea came to his mind.

Is there anything else that the other party doesn’t know?
As if to confirm his thoughts, Lu Qingshan in front of him smiled slightly and said in a calm voice.

"Ye Wuyou, you can ask me anything you want to ask. After all, I was the one who came to you."

"I know everything."

(End of this chapter)