Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

"Not for sale."

Zhao Yi simply replied with two words.

Hei Ri and Bai Yao also rolled their eyes at Mr. Yan, as if they were looking at a trafficker stealing a child, and then lay down by the pool to watch the koi fish.

Mr. Yan also realized that he was being looked down upon, and he laughed freely and said: "Young Zhao, you are really not simple. You can be recognized by such a spiritual cat as your master, and you can freely enter and exit prison after being sentenced to death, and even be recognized by Xiao Li." Bring it to me."

The middle-aged male doctor on the side was confused: "Mr. Yan, what are you talking about? It's the death penalty and being in and out of prison."

It's just that Li Botao's expression changed drastically, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mr. Yan, like an old naughty boy, introduced to the male doctor Shen Fu very solemnly: "You didn't recognize him. Zhao was in a fire at the police station some time ago. He raped and killed seven people and was sentenced to death. Zhao was imprisoned in Yuncheng Prison. Yi!”

Zhao Yi took off his mask and smiled: "Old Yan's eyes are really poisonous, and his majesty remains as strong as before."

"What?"

The middle-aged male doctor Shen Fu had a huge expression on his face. He looked back at the soldiers who were cleaning up the garbage, and winked at Mr. Yan unnaturally, meaning to call over and catch the prisoner!

The soldiers responsible for protecting Yan Lao's safety had received orders before arriving. Unless something happened that endangered Yan Lao's life, they must not act rashly.

Looking at Shen Fu with an embarrassed expression and Li Botao with a gloomy expression, Mr. Yan suddenly smiled even more happily and almost shed tears: "I'll make peace with it now that I've come. And I'm also very curious about what Zhao Xiaoyou is capable of and whether he can discover it." What’s wrong with the old man?”

"Let's stop standing around and come to the pavilion to drink tea together."

After a while.

Four people sat in the elegant pavilion one after another. The sun cast mottled light and shadow through the gaps in the glazed tiles. There were four exquisite teacups and a steaming teapot on the simple wooden table.

Zhao Yi also knew the identity of Shen Fu, the deputy director of Yuncheng Hospital. Today he came to check on Mr. Yan's health to see if there was any improvement after taking the medicine.

The bad news is that there is no improvement, and it seems to be getting worse. It is accompanied by a few coughs from time to time, and the pale face lacks blood, which are all signs of a terminal illness.

Shen Fu was very vigilant and his eyes were fixed on Zhao Yi. He couldn't understand why Mr. Yan was so mad that he wanted to sit with a rapist and murderer who was sentenced to death?

Warden Li Botao has committed a serious dereliction of duty. If the superiors find out, he will definitely face double regulations.

Mr. Yan stood up and poured tea for Zhao Yi: "I wonder if little friend Zhao can see what's wrong with my body."

Zhao Yi sipped the hot tea, first checked it with the book of life and death, closed his eyes and then opened them suddenly, as bright as two bright pearls: "Please pass the Buddhist beads on your left hand to me, Mr. Yan."

"Buddha... beads?"

Although Mr. Yan was confused, he took it off and handed it to Zhao Yi.

The nine exquisitely shaped Buddhist beads look like clear springs in deep mountains and valleys. Each one has been carefully polished to give it a round and smooth texture.

Moreover, each bead is engraved with exquisite patterns, such as lotuses, Buddha statues, or scriptures, which are particularly eye-catching on the black background. It not only demonstrates the superb craftsmanship of the craftsmen, but also conveys a profound religious feeling. foundation.

When talking about Buddhist beads, nostalgia appeared on Mr. Yan's face: "When I just stepped down from the top, my wife who was not yet dead gave me a small gift, saying that the beads were obtained from Taohua Temple and were made by Abbot Yunhai."

"My wife said that I have been stained with a lot of blood on my hands all my life. Wearing it all year round can eliminate evil obstacles and also has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the mind."

Peach Blossom Temple is famous throughout the country. Every year in mid-August, the lotus flowers bloom all over the mountain, forming a sea of ​​flowers, and a large number of believers come to fulfill their wishes.

Abbot Yunhai is a senior monk of Peach Blossom Temple. He is already 130 years old this year. He once opened the temple door wide and taught Buddhism continuously for seven days. During this period, he did not enter a grain of rice or a drop of water, which caused hundreds of miles of peach blossom trees to bloom half a month early. It is regarded as the reincarnation of Arhat by fanatical believers!

Mr. Yan also knew about this and had placed his feelings on his wife, so he was very precious to the Buddhist beads and wore them when sleeping. However, Lu Yu said quietly: "Have you ever considered... that it's the Buddhist beads?"

"The problem with the prayer beads?"

Mr. Yan's expression froze, and then he joked: "Young friend Zhao must be joking. How could there be something wrong with this string of beads?"

"Since wearing the beads, it seems to be really effective. The old problem of insomnia has been improved, and the anxiety has calmed down. Now I play chess every day, raise flowers and fish, and live a leisurely and happy life."

If Zhao Yi hadn't mentioned it today, he would never think of Buddhist beads.

Shen Fu on the side also looked suspicious. He felt that Zhao Yi was just making nonsense and had no medical basis at all. He was extremely wary of him. If this was not Mr. Yan's yard, he would have notified the police to arrest him!

The smile on Zhao Yi's face did not diminish: "The composition of the Buddhist beads is an extraterrestrial meteorite, and the radioactive content exceeds the standard by thousands of times. There was no trouble in the first few years. It was entirely because Mr. Yan's health was so good that it was only in recent years that Revealed.”

Li Botao, who had been silent for the whole time, hurriedly came out to defend himself: "Mr. Zhao's calculations are really good. If Mr. Yan doesn't believe it, he can send someone to the testing agency to check."

What happened today was so unexpected that Zhao Yi, who was wearing a mask, would be recognized.

If he can't win Yan Lao's friendship, he will definitely die miserably!

Mr. Yan stopped talking and seemed to be thinking. Then he called a soldier and handed the beads into his hands: "Go to the testing agency to check."

After the soldier left, the four of them continued to drink tea, and the conversation started unknowingly.

"I have a question to ask Mr. Yan. I wonder if it can be answered?"

After getting Mr. Yan's permission, Li Botao finally asked the question that had been lingering for a long time: "Mr. Zhao always wears a mask. You have never seen it with your own eyes. How did you recognize him at a glance?"

The same goes for Shen Fu next to him, wondering how Mr. Yan did it.

Facing two curious eyes, Mr. Yan laughed a few times and said nothing. Instead, Zhao Yi explained: "I was the top scorer in the Yuncheng College Entrance Examination four years ago. I also appeared on Yuncheng's TV station at that time. Mr. Yan or more A few people paid attention to it, so after my case came out, they didn’t believe that I was a pervert who did that kind of thing.”

"Although I have never met Mr. Yan..."

"But he has seen me frequently in videos. Soldiers have sharp senses, so it is normal for him to recognize me."

Mr. Yan's expression when he looked at Zhao Yi changed again, and Zhao Yi was sure of everything. Then he sighed longly: "There is no need to wait for the test results. Most likely, my body is really a problem with the beads."