You put me in charge of the prison and turned all the female prisoners into female military goddesse

what?

Lu Jing was taken aback.

Did I tie the girl in front of me up like this?

Oh, I understand.

The sins committed by the original owner are now being blamed on me.

"Cough cough."

Clearing his throat, Lu Jing subtly probed for information: "Do you know why I tied you up?"

The girl sneered and shook her head:

"Lord Lu, you're just asking a question you already know the answer to, teasing me. If it really makes you happy, I'll accept it."

"Since you're happy, please give me some..."

As she spoke, she raised her chin and gestured in the air towards the ring-shaped cake in Lu Jing's hand.

"No reward."

Lu Jing raised an eyebrow: "Do you think I'm happy?"

"Fine, don't give it to me then!"

Seeing that Lu Jing still wouldn't give in, the girl's expression instantly changed. Her face darkened, and she revealed two tiger teeth: "You, surnamed Lu, you'll die a horrible death. When the rebels invade later, they'll skin you alive first..."

Cuckoo!

Amidst the cursing, the girl's stomach suddenly emitted a rumbling sound unique to hunger.

The cursing stopped abruptly.

She didn't want to bow down to Lu Jing, but her stomach wouldn't listen to her.

"Lord Lu...hehe..."

The young woman, skilled in Sichuan opera face-changing, smiled radiantly and said, "Sir, I was wrong. Could you please give me some food?"

"Okay." Lu Jing nodded.

"Huh?" The girl suddenly looked up at Lu Jing with an incredulous expression. "Lord Lu, you... you just agreed?"

Lu Jing gave a forced smile: "However, you have to make me happy. If you're happy, I'll let you eat."

"I……"

goo goo-

"Then, Lord Lu, tell me, what can make you happy?"

"Tell me why you're tied up here."

"I... okay, okay."

To fill her stomach, the girl endured it: "Because..."

"Hey, add the name."

Upon hearing this, the girl muttered under her breath, "What's wrong with me?", then raised her voice:

"My name is Mu Jiangli, and I'm a master thief. I'm tied up here because I picked locks eight times and almost escaped."

Eight times?

real or fake?

Also, how can someone call themselves a "master thief"?

Putting aside the fact that it's not a good title, this is someone who's very proud of their thieving abilities, isn't it?

"Lord Lu."

Mu Jiangli spoke again: "I heard everything about you saving Wen Hexiang. As long as you let me go, I'll go with you."

"I know all sorts of people, from monks and laymen to officials and bandits. As long as we can survive, finding a place to live a carefree and happy life is not difficult."

what!

Lu Jing laughed: "If you were truly acquainted with both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and involved in both official and bandit activities, why would you have been arrested?"

The wood ginger pear was left speechless after being confronted.

"Alright, stop trying to sell me your business pitch."

Having said that, Lu Jing raised his sword and cut the ropes binding the girl.

"Ouch!"

Having regained her freedom, Mu Jiangli sat on the ground, vigorously rubbing her wrists, which were red and marked by the ropes.

"Give."

Lu Jing threw a ring-shaped biscuit over.

The wood ginger pear was caught in one gulp and devoured, leaving nothing behind.

Goodness, Lu Jing clicked his tongue in surprise. The ring-shaped cake was so dry, yet he could finish a whole one without even drinking water. He must have been really hungry.

"Ha," Lu Jing laughed, "You call yourself a master thief? You're just a starving ghost."

hiccup—

Mu Jiangli patted her belly, stood up, and then threw something at Lu Jing.

"Prison Warden Lu, make sure you have your things!"

Snapped.

With lightning speed, Lu Jing reached out and grabbed it, only to discover that it was the bronze fish talisman he always carried with him!

"When?"

Lu Jing was pleasantly surprised. She had been watching the whole time, so how did she still have a chance to make a move?

Looks like he really is a master thief.

In these chaotic times, it's essential to gather supplies, and having a master thief who can sneak in and pick locks is definitely a great help.

"OK."

Lu Jing casually tossed away the bronze fish-shaped tally that symbolized his status as a prison warden, and looked at Mu Jiangli: "Not bad skills. Then, as agreed, I'll release you, and you'll stay with me from now on."

"Okay, okay."

Blinking her eyes hard, Mu Jiangli stood up and slipped out of the cell.

Through the wooden fence, she looked at Lu Jing with a smile: "Lord Lu, how old are you this year?"

"Me?"

Lu Jing recalled that the original owner was 20 years old this year, so he said, "Just turned twenty."

"Oh my," Mu Jiangli exclaimed, covering her lips in surprise, "You're already twenty, and you're still so naive?"

"?"

"Don't be silly, you surnamed Lu!"

Mu Jiangli suddenly changed her expression, sneering, "You lecherous scoundrel, who wants to be with you? I was just kidding you. I never want to see you again."

After saying the last "you," Mu Jiangli darted towards the dungeon exit.

But when she turned around, she found that Lu Jing had started running earlier than her and had already surged ahead of her.

Seeing that they were about to catch up, Mu Jiangli suddenly stopped, turned around and threw a punch at them.

"Oh, you've even practiced before?"

Lu Jing remained calm and dodged to the side, then kicked out with his right foot, hooking Mu Jiangli's ankle and pulling her forward.

"what!"

With a gasp, Mu Jiangli fell to the ground.

The next second, Lu Jing rushed forward, grabbed the rope next to him, and tied Mu Jiangli up tightly.

"Hey, you surnamed Lu, let me go!"

"Still running?"

He struggled fiercely with both arms, and Mu Jiangli looked him up and down as if she didn't recognize him, then asked in astonishment, "What kind of elixir did you take to become so skilled?"

Lu Jing was too lazy to reply and simply handed her over to Qin Liniang for care.

Picking up the torch, Lu Jing headed to the next room.

Bang! Crash!

The chain on the door latch fell off.

Lu Jing walked in holding a torch and was surprised at first sight.

The layout of this cell is no different from the others, but it is exceptionally clean, with not even sand or clods of earth on the ground.

The strangest thing is that the walls are completely covered with sheet metal, extending all the way to the roof.

In the middle of the prison cell, on a pile of straw, sat a female prisoner.

Like the other women, he wore an ochre prison uniform.

The difference was that her eyes were covered with a white cloth.

"Lord Lu."

Behind him, Qin Liniang cautiously strolled in and whispered in Lu Jing's ear, "You have to be careful of Jiang Duyue. Don't let her blindness fool you; her hearing is incredibly sharp. She's a very strange person..."

Whoosh!

Something flew towards it, and the land whale tilted its head.

A gust of cold wind brushed past his ear.

Bang!

The thing hit Qin Liniang in the mouth.

"Ouch!" Qin Liniang grimaced in pain, squatting on the ground unable to straighten up.

Lu Jing stared intently and saw that it was a piece of dried flatbread.

Looking up again, Jiang Duyue withdrew her hand from the haystack.

"Speak your mind directly; there's no need to gossip behind people's backs."

In an instant, Lu Jing suddenly realized why her cell had to be cleaned up quickly and lined with sheet metal to prevent her from using any stones or clods of dirt to hurt people.

A blind girl was able to locate sounds and throw stones with great skill.

It's interesting, but also a bit dangerous.

Lu Jing quietly pressed his hand on the hilt of the horizontal sword, just in case Jiang Duyue still had some sesame cakes hidden.

"Save your breath, Lu Jing."

Jiang Duyue sneered, "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it the moment you came in. Just the fact that you peeked at me while I was taking a bath is enough to kill you hundreds of times over."

Lu Jing: ? ? ? ?