I have a portable prison

bell bell -

Zhao Qiqiu put down the summoning bell in his hand, stood by the hospital bed and lit a few white hairs on his fingertips with a lighter, just as there was a knock on the door.

"Qiqiu, is it over?"

Zhao Qiqiu said kindly, and Sun Jianhang opened the door and came in, looked at Zhao Qiqiu for a while, and checked Cui Siwen's breath as if there was nothing unusual.

The person was still quite cold, but Sun Jianhang also knew that it was not so fast, so he asked, "How is it, have you seen him?"

Zhao Qiqiu paused for a few seconds, as if sorting out his words, but Sun Jianhang quickly tested his forehead temperature with the back of his hand, and then his face changed slightly: "You have a fever."

Zhao Qiqiu was also taken aback, realizing that he was a little flustered: "How long have I been there?"

"Not long," Sun Jianhang dragged him to sit down, and said to the door, "Call the doctor on duty."

After another inspection, Zhao Qiqiu drank antipyretics, held a cup of hot water, and wore a blanket, and checked into the ward next to Cui Siwen's body.

"39 o'clock octave!"

Sun Jianhang frowned and sat by the hospital bed: "If you stay in the underworld for a while longer, you will be in danger."

"A lot of people came outside?"

"People from the police station," Sun Jianhang said, "I heard that Cui Siwen still has hope, and he will be in the police station this afternoon."

Zhao Qiqiu told the story of meeting Cui Siwen, and Sun Jianhang listened, leaning on the back of the chair with his arms folded, unconsciously rubbing the space between his brows.

When the ward became quiet again, Sun Jianhang let out a long sigh: "Nonsense!" After speaking, he stood up angrily: "If Cui Siwen wakes up, come to work in the Xinjian Bureau immediately! Dare to promise such a thing, I really think my life is too long!"

Then he asked Zhao Qiqiu: "So I have to pick them up tomorrow night? How to pick them up? Just ask if you need anything."

Zhao Qiqiu fell into deep thought as he touched the hot temperature of the paper cup.He thought there was no problem at first, but he didn't expect that his body could no longer bear the yin qi of the underworld, and having a fever was a trivial matter. He was just a little worried about his current luck.

Stealing people from Yin Division is not as simple as going back and forth, success must be determined by conditions.

Although he didn't want to admit it, but tonight's results showed that he hadn't recovered from the outrageous behavior four years ago. It was fine to continue going to the underworld, but there seemed to be some uncertainty in bringing people out.

After thinking about it, Zhao Qiqiu's brows suddenly relaxed.

Sure enough, everything has a cause and an effect, Cui Siwen's life should not be cut off.

After talking about his plan to Sun Jianhang, he has always been considerate, so he hesitated on the spot: "This...is it not dangerous? I'm worried..."

Zhao Qiqiu said: "There will be no danger. I will handle this matter myself."

Seeing his expression, Sun Jianhang breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then you rest first, and we will talk about everything after dawn."

"What about you?"

Sun Jianhang yawned heavily, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Go and meet the police."

On the second night, everything Zhao Qiqiu explained was ready. There were new residents in Cui Siwen's left and right wards. Zhao Qiqiu set up formations in the corridor to connect several wards into the same area.

The doors of all the wards were open at the same time. Zhao Qiqiu finally greeted Sun Jianhang and others standing at the other end of the corridor, then walked into Cui Siwen's ward, still cut off a strand of his hair, raised his wrist, and summoned the soul The bell swayed slightly in his hand.

The ubiquitous wind rushed in from the corridor outside the door, and with the crisp bells, it hit the walls, the hospital bed, and Zhao Qiqiu.

The living soul took advantage of the wind to leave the body in an instant, and the surrounding scenery accelerated and retreated behind him, following the direction of the white hair in his hand. Not long after, Zhao Qiqiu fell to the ground and stood on a cold and quiet path.

Same as yesterday, Zhao Qiqiu followed Cui Siwen's track record to find someone, and it was even smoother than yesterday. Cui Siwen and Fu Xiaoling's mother and son had already been waiting in the alley early.

"Hey, hey!" Cui Siwen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him, and at the same time his eyes lit up, waving at him enthusiastically: "Who is that!"

Zhao Qiqiu didn't say much: "Come with me."

One thing was different from yesterday, Xiaobao seemed to have figured out something, and today he was particularly resistant, writhing in Fu Xiaoling's arms.Seeing that the two adults were going to follow Zhao Qiqiu, I couldn't help it anymore, and said loudly: "No, I don't want it! Mom——"

As he spoke, he burst into tears, and hearing the voice was extremely sad.

A three-year-old child is no longer like a baby, struggling with a lot of strength, Fu Xiaoling was in a state of desperation for a moment, and forced herself to reprimand: "No, what did Mommy tell you before?"

But it only had the opposite effect, Xiaobao cried even more heartbreakingly, and hugged Fu Xiaoling's neck tightly, no matter how much Fu Xiaoling tugged, he couldn't pull it off.

Zhao Qiqiu thought that such a thing might happen, so he put his finger on Xiaobao's forehead.

The weak living soul's voice gradually weakened, and finally he closed his eyes and lay on Fu Xiaoling's shoulders, as if falling asleep.

The child became quiet, and Fu Xiaoling couldn't help it anymore, her eyes gradually revealed a sad look, hugging her son was tighter than his son hugging her just now.

"Let's go," Zhao Qiqiu turned his face away and led the way.

Cui Siwen did not comfort Fu Xiaoling, followed Zhao Qiqiu for a while, and suddenly lowered his voice: "I have no family or relatives, my body..."

"It doesn't work."

"Is it true that you can't use it? Then you don't have any spares in the bureau?" Cui Siwen caught up: "Didn't it mean that the people in Xinxin Bureau have several lives?"

"There are quite a few people who died completely."

"I think you all only care about your own life?"

"It's not like you. You have no father and no mother. You can leave as soon as you say. Your partner said yesterday that even if you wake up, you will be beaten to death." Zhao Qiqiu said slowly: "There should be no one to save you now. , it's tiring."

Cui Siwen stopped talking, and smiled wryly after a while: "I'm really sorry for some people... You have a hard heart, you've seen it a lot, and you can no longer care about such trivial things."

Zhao Qiqiu was noncommittal, and once again smoothed out the possible situation in his mind, and after a while, he said: "You care so much, do you have the ability to do it?"

"Hiss—you!"

Cui Siwen had such a violent temper that he was about to get into trouble at the slightest disagreement. He just opened his mouth, but suddenly showed a shocked expression, and turned his head to look at the sky.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Qiqiu frowned.

The shock on Cui Siwen's face became more and more obvious, even Fu Xiaoling flinched, showing panic and fear, and tremblingly said: "Oops, oops, the messenger is here!"

Cui Siwen cursed and panicked, grabbed Zhao Qiqiu and was about to pull him out of the path: "Hide quickly, he's coming!"

"Be patient," Zhao Qiqiu raised his hand, and directly put Cui Siwen and Fu Xiaoling's mother and son into his sleeves, and at the same time, Sheng Hun ran wildly on the path, and ran out a lot in an instant.

Perhaps it was because the bad luck arrived a few days earlier, the invisible things outside the path were frightened crazy, and some of them couldn't even hide their bodies, so they crossed the path screaming.For a moment, like a school of fish picked up by a net, there was a burst of intensive jumping and shuttling on the trail, and grotesque little ghosts ran around Zhao Qiqiu like dumplings.

Zhao Qiqiu ran and dodged, few of the stupid things around him ran faster than him, gradually there were bursts of screams behind him, and the ground was still vibrating like a drum beating, sometimes the vibration was too strong, and the little ghosts came one after another. He staggered to and fro, and shouted for Zhao Qiqiu to help him up.

Zhao Qiqiu didn't look sideways, only the long white line was in front of him, he stepped on it when he encountered an obstacle, and ran faster and faster, gradually getting rid of all the shouts behind him.

Finally healed, Zhao Qiqiu glanced sideways, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

A giant foot in pitch-black square-toed boots was standing on the path, with the toes still facing Zhao Qiqiu.

Just judging by the size of that foot, the height of this person might be as high as the sky.

It’s just that the rest of the giant’s parts are all deep into the mist and phantom, but it’s obvious that when the giant moves, his feet follow suit, and those feet rub against the path slightly, crushing the bricks and stones, and the whole path follows. The break is gone.

And just a few seconds after Zhao Qiqiu turned his head, a huge hand suddenly grabbed dozens of little ghosts with remnant souls. point--"

The Yincao messenger is so huge!

Zhao Qiqiu didn't know what kind of existence he was now, so he quickly retreated the same way.

The ground shook further and further away, and when the hair in his hand became only a few meters, Zhao Qiqiu released Cui Siwen and Fu Xiaoling's mother and son.

"The envoy of Yincao came early this time?" Cui Siwen looked into the distance, but the path had disappeared, the fog was thick, and the huge shoe could no longer be seen.

At the same time, I was a little bit afraid, it was better to catch up sooner than later, if the young man sent by Director Sun told him to kill the evil spirit in advance, I am afraid that this time, not to mention Xiaobao, he would really stay here completely up.

Suddenly hearing the crisp ringing of the bell, Cui Siwen looked at Zhao Qiqiu and couldn't help being stunned for a moment, only to see that young man with an overly outstanding appearance took out a handful of dark black threads from his sleeve.

Looking again, these thin lines are rolled up like instant noodles, extending into the blur at the other end of the path.

The young man called softly: "The stars come quickly!"

Cui Siwen suddenly saw a small animal shadow appearing in the blurred scenery.

The shadow was brightly colored, jumping over with hands and feet.

It turned out to be a monkey?

Just as Cui Siwen finished thinking, the shadow appeared in front of several people in the blink of an eye.

"Big brother!"

Zhao Qiqiu frowned: "Walk well, what to do if you fall down."

The monkey-like Bai Xiaoxing raised his red face and looked at him with a smile: "I'm not afraid!"

When the little girl had short hands and short legs, she said a few words and bent over to touch her feet, pouted her buttocks and looked around: "What a strange place!"

Seeing that it doesn't make sense here, Zhao Qiqiu turned around and told Cui Siwen: "Remember, you must hold her hand. She has merit and virtue. Only by holding her can you and the child get out of the underworld."

Cui Siwen was taken aback by the words, and glanced at the unreliable little girl.

Fortunately, the girl was indeed filled with a reassuring and comfortable warmth, Cui Siwen stretched out his hand hesitantly: "Hello, kid?"

"You are that stupid uncle who lost his way!" Bai Xiaoxing had been told all afternoon, and he quickly grabbed Cui Siwen's hand like a big sister: "I didn't expect that you are still very smart!"

"……thanks?"

Fu Xiaoling handed the sleeping Xiaobao to Cui Siwen's arms, and the two exchanged a deep look, Cui Siwen nodded, and Fu Xiaoling slowly let go of her hand.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xiaobao fell into Cui Siwen's firm arms, and suddenly opened his eyes in confusion. Seeing Fu Xiaoling standing alone, he immediately shouted in a hurry: "Mom... Mom, don't go! You Don't you want Xiaobao? Mom!"

Cui Siwen hugged him tightly, but Xiaobao strongly resisted: "I don't want to be your son, Uncle Cui, I want a mother! Mom, don't go—"

Xiaobao cried so badly that Bai Xiaoxing's big black grape eyes couldn't help but start to dodge, his small body also stood up straight, and he glanced at Zhao Qiqiu anxiously: "Big brother..."

No matter how calm Fu Xiaoling was before, at this time the child was crying and couldn't hide her grief. Zhao Qiqiu had no choice but to calm down Xiaobao again, but by coincidence, a voice suddenly came from above her head, like a rolling Thunder:

"Wu that sinner!"

Zhao Qiqiu quickly parted a few strands of black curly hair to Cui Siwen, and pushed Bai Xiaoxing's back: "Go back, walk along the path."

"Speaking of which, we are also walking together," the messenger of Yincao seemed to be at the top of this small road: "It's just you, a mere mortal, who dared to let your name escape from the book of life and death! Now that you have broken the killing ring, you should meet me and let me clean it up Portal!"

Cui Siwen glanced at Zhao Qiqiu in surprise, but was urged by Bai Xiaoxing: "Uncle Stupid, that is the big villain of Giant Kingdom, run away!"

But there was a sad laugh above his head: "Cui Siwen, it is said that you are upright by nature, and your superiors are optimistic about you, so you will come down to sit in the Hall of Yama after you die. Today's time is just right, why don't you stay and I will take you there! "

Only then did Cui Siwen come to his senses, and ran away. As soon as he lifted his foot, Zhao Qiqiu blew on him, and he and Bai Xiaoxing ran forward as if being swept by a typhoon.

"Where to go!"

Unexpectedly, he made a mistake in his busy schedule, Xiaobao suddenly pushed Cui Siwen, and rolled to the ground.

Fu Xiaoling was also taken aback, and immediately rushed towards her son, but the errand seemed to hate Cui Siwen more, so she went after him first, with a loud breathing sound passing over her head, and she chased after him in an instant.

Zhao Qiqiu held his breath and looked nervously at the direction in which Bai Xiaoxing and the two left. Soon, Bai Xiaoxing screamed: "Go away!"

Violent white light erupted from a distance, and Yincai let out a scream, and withdrew his hand, and a thunderous voice said inconceivably, "Your Honor?!"

At the same time, there were some faint cries of mosquitoes and flies, all of which were remnant souls that fell out of his sleeves accidentally, and it was like raining for a while, and the trail in the distance was blocked again.

Zhao Qiqiu pulled Fu Xiaoling up, dragged her and the child like two kites, and quickly ran in the opposite direction.

"Master Messenger, don't you want to clean up the door? If you don't come, I'm leaving!"

The ghost was beaten back by the merits of Bai Xiaoxing, and when he heard the words again, he immediately roared. In the blurred scenery above his head, a huge black shadow accompanied the heavy footsteps, and the ground followed the approaching ghost, It shook violently.

Zhao Qiqiu ran extremely fast. When Yincha accidentally stepped on the path again and that big foot appeared in Zhao Qiqiu's field of vision, Zhao Qiqiu turned around suddenly, returned from Yincha's foot, and ran towards Yangshi.

"you dare!"

Zhao Qiqiu snorted softly, and ran away without delay in replying: "Hide your head and show your tail, are you afraid of visiting my place?"

"Who...who is scared!"

Just as Zhao Qiqiu was about to sarcastically attack him, an arm suddenly pierced through the void beside the path.

This arm is like a jade carving made of iron. Under the slender lines are tight muscles. The opponent seems to have used all his strength, with his five fingers spread wide, and the blue veins are clearly visible.

When Zhao Qiqiu saw it, his shoulders were already tightened, and a huge force like a shoulder throw suddenly came, pulling him out of the path in an instant, and plunged into the world of phantoms.

The huge scene changed from blurred to clear, flashed in front of his eyes in disorder, and his perspective was turned upside down. Zhao Qiqiu gasped and thought, is it really going to go back?

Fortunately, in the next second, everything stopped, the ground under him was hard and elastic for some reason, and he didn't feel any pain.

He couldn't help thinking about what was going on, and suddenly his gaze turned again. With a tightening of his wrist, Zhao Qiqiu fell down as if stepping on the air, was grabbed again, and finally was supported by a big hand to sit firmly, and there was already a sense of presence in front of him. The extremely strong shadow looked down and found that he was straddling a wooden beam.

Fortunately, Fu Xiaoling's mother and son were on another beam not far away, so that they could hang on to stabilize their figure, Zhao Qiqiu was secretly relieved.

Suddenly, a deep and hoarse voice came in front of him, as if he hadn't spoken for many days, the voice was a little stiff: "Why don't you let me come to your place as a guest, how about it, Lord Warden?"

Zhao Qiqiu froze all over, and slowly raised his eyes, facing a pair of eyes that had already merged with the underworld.