"From this moment on, use the recording jade slip to record all my subsequent actions."
The Diamond Sect's ancestor and shadow were stunned and hurriedly obeyed.
"Master, what happened?" The Diamond Sect's ancestor asked carefully.
"I suspect that there's a certain power that interferes with my cognition and weakens my memories of certain things."
Xu Qing's eyes turned increasingly cold. He walked into the Prison Department, the 57th floor, and… Area D132!
It was unknown when it started, but Area D132 wasn't as dark and cold.
It was unknown when it started, but the head didn't speak much. The cloud beast no longer ate its tentacles and the spinning of the millstone became rough. However, the old man from the Painting Race appeared frequently.
Perhaps the shadow and the Diamond Sect's ancestor had contributed in this aspect.
After Xu Qing entered D132 and sensed everything here, this thought rose in his mind.
The little boy also appeared and stood not far away from him. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes. When Xu Qing saw this, his mind sank. After that, he didn't bat an eyelid and walked on the corridor as usual, walking past the cages that held prisoners.
When he walked to the millstone, he saw that the strange-looking head didn't roll on the ground. Instead, it appeared on the millstone and stared at Xu Qing with a strange expression.
It looked at Xu Qing, and Xu Qing also looked at it.
"Why are you so quiet today?" Xu Qing calmly asked.
"I don't want to be trampled to death. Besides, have you seen anyone talking to a dead person?" The head smiled strangely.
"I have," Xu Qing replied.
The head was stunned.
"Not only have I seen it before, but I've also said it before," Xu Qing said seriously.
The head revealed a strange expression. After that, it swayed left and right and faced Xu Qing with the back of its head.
Xu Qing walked onwards until he reached the cage where the Painting Race was. He looked at the clean-looking old man inside and suddenly spoke.
"Repeat everything you said to me before. If you miss a word, I'll kill you."
The old man was stunned.
Xu Qing was expressionless. With a wave of his hand, his shadow spread out and extended to the other party's cage again.
The old man hurriedly spoke. His memory was very good. He told Xu Qing everything he had said before.
Xu Qing nodded and returned to the cell gate. He then closed his eyes and meditated.
A day passed and nothing happened on this day. It was no different from usual. When it was time to get off work, Xu Qing walked out of D132.
He returned to the Sword Pavilion without stopping.
The instant he sat down, Xu Qing spoke.
"You Lingzi, you first."
The black iron stick flew out and the Diamond Sect's ancestor quickly manifested. His expression was incomparably solemn. With a wave of his hand, a recording jade slip appeared and scenes appeared on it.
The person on the screen was none other than Xu Qing.
It recorded his actions from the moment he stepped into the Prison Department until he entered D132 and finally left. It was very detailed and clear without missing anything.
This was especially so for the words of the old man from the Painting Race. They were all recorded.
Xu Qing watched it for a long time but didn't see anything abnormal. Hence, he transmitted his divine sense to the shadow. Very soon, the shadow also released the scenes it recorded.
After the comparison, everything seemed normal.
A look of contemplation appeared in Xu Qing's eyes as a thought involuntarily rose in his mind.
"Could it be that I'm thinking too much?"
Xu Qing fell silent. After suppressing this thought, he continued to check the jade slip's recording. In the end, his eyes suddenly narrowed and landed on the old man from the Painting Race in the jade slip.
The other party's voice rang out from the jade slip.
"Lord Guardian… How many prisoners are we holding in our D132?"
"In your memory, how many prisoners are there?"
"Sir, I had no choice but to spout nonsense. Just now, the shadow was about to eat me up. I had no choice but to buy some time for myself . Otherwise, I'll be gone. Sir, you're magnanimous. Forgive me once, just once!!"
Xu Qing stared at the recording and listened to the words of the old man again and again. In the end, he performed a series of hand seals and put the scene of the old man pleading for forgiveness in loop before speaking softly.
"You Lingzi, Little Shadow, listen to this. Was this old man talking to me?"