I have a portable prison

The twins beat him before, which was "evil deeds", Zhao Qiqiu retaliated, this is called "education", of course, education can not only be divided into one or two, but also divided into "a little understanding" and "teachable".

In Zhao Qiqiu's view, the twins who are crying ghosts and howling wolves are at the stage of "slightly understanding". It is really a long way to go to teach them, and they have to work harder!

Zhao Qiqiu sighed quietly, and there were two miserable howls in his ears, and immediately begged for mercy repeatedly. Zhao Qiqiu nodded while listening, but didn't let go. Seeing that the begging for mercy didn't work, the twins tried to stand up in despair. Now I can only lift my feet up——

"enough!"

There was a cold scolding from the door, Zhao Qiqiu rolled his eyes, retracted his outstretched foot, and in contrast, put more force on his hands.Lin Dongfu could hear his own brittle voice immediately, his legs softened and he knelt down again, Zhao Qiqiu said on top of his head: "Be honest."

"What are you playing?" Lin Zhao was still in a black suit, looking at this absurd scene in the room, especially Zhao Qiqiu's gauze oozing blood on his head, and the appearance of twins one head taller than him kneeling under his feet, he really Unable to continue to remain expressionless, he frowned and said, "Quickly let me go."

Zhao Qiqiu waited for Lin Zhao to come closer, and watched him pinch the back of Lin Dongqi and Lin Dongfu's necks and drag them up from the ground, then he let go, supported his head and let out a weak sigh.

The twins' wrists were rescued, and their faces turned purple and they were about to jump up again. Lin Zhao stopped them, winked at the door, and immediately rushed in and hugged the restless brothers.

"What else do you want to do?" Lin Zhao's voice became colder again: "Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

The twins held their swollen wrists and glared at Lin Zhao bitterly. At this moment, Lin Zhao motioned for two men in suits to take Lin Dongfu and Lin Dongqi out. Before leaving, Lin Zhao instructed: "Follow the two young masters first, and let the two men go out." They are resting in their rooms."

Zhao Qiqiu's side suddenly became clean again, Lin Zhao sat down on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and glanced at him.

"What?" Zhao Qiqiu couldn't be more innocent: "As soon as I woke up, they came to make trouble, two of them bullied me, what do you want me to do?"

Lin Zhao glanced at him again, but said nothing.

Zhao Qiqiu paused: "Oh, I have a headache..." He got up on his own, went to the bathroom, came back and lay down again, and said, "I'm going to sleep first, please turn off the light when you leave. "

Lin Zhao squinted his eyes in the smoke: "What's the matter with your injury?" He received the call in the midst of his busy schedule, and thought it was some trivial matter, so he took the time to take a look, and saw Zhao Qiqiu lying there with a pale face. On the infirmary bed, with several loops of gauze wrapped around the head, it was a mess.

Standing by the hospital bed, he listened to Mr. Liu's description of his condition, during which time he heard Ming Mingjing's name, and he couldn't help but think that Zhao Qiqiu had suffered a big loss because he had kicked the iron plate.But thinking back to how the twins were howling like ghosts and howling wolves just now, I felt that something was wrong. Zhao Qiqiu had only been here for a few days, and he didn't see anything else.

I only heard Zhao Qiqiu say seriously: "Be brave and make it happen."

Lin Zhao was silent for a moment, leaning on the sofa and continuing to smoke his cigarette.

Zhao Qiqiu looked at the young version of Lin Zhao, and found it interesting that whether this person is 20 years old or [-] years old, his habits are the same. The more tired he is, the more casual he looks. For example, at this time, Lin Zhao Flicking the cigarette ash, staring at the air in front of him absentmindedly, his expressionless and dull face unexpectedly revealed a bit of relief for the first time.

It seemed that Lin Zhao was exhausted to the point of death.That's right, the outside world is in chaos due to the reactivation of spiritual energy. As a public servant of the Lin family, young and old, he should be busy flying, and now he has come to deal with the internal conflicts caused by the twins. He really loves his job and is dedicated to his work.

Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Zhao said, "The doctor in the infirmary said today that you have a concussion, which is different from Lin Dongfu and the others." He looked at Zhao Qiqiu and obviously remembered the bruised faces of the twins: "Old man My wife said that you can rest at home for a few days without going to school."

Don't need to go to school?

If he didn't know the old lady better, Zhao Qiqiu might really think that the old lady cared about him, but in fact, the old lady who thinks that nothing is more important than studying can let him stay at home, just to let him be honest in disguise. Lin Zhao said: "You were not sensible when you first came here, the old lady asked me to convey her meaning to you, don't cause trouble."

Zhao Qiqiu heard the part that was not said later, and he didn't care about it, but cared about his future younger brother: "I see you are quite tired, why don't you take a rest here before leaving?"

Lin Zhao paused for a moment as he twisted the cigarette butts on the soles of his shoes, then stood up and said, "I still have something to do, there is someone at the door, call him if you have anything to do." Then he glanced at Zhao Qiqiu, and said, "The doctor told you not to touch the gauze , don’t get in the water, the dressing needs to be changed tomorrow.”

Zhao Qiqiu lay on the bed, watched Lin Zhao pour him a glass of water and put it aside, suddenly felt that Lin Zhao really looked like an older brother.

In his previous life, because Lin Zhao arranged for him to transfer schools, Zhao Qiqiu hated him from the very beginning, and the relationship between the two of them took several years to ease. Unlike this life, Lin Zhao can still say something similar to concern.

As soon as Lin Zhao lowered his head, he saw Zhao Qiqiu smiling, looking at himself even more strangely, and felt a little itchy inexplicably, thinking that this might be due to a beating, so he stretched out his hand to help Zhao Qiqiu pull the quilt, and then got up and left.

Zhao Qiqiu waited for another 5 minutes, got out of bed and locked the door.

After drinking two sips of water and scratching the itchy place wrapped in gauze, Zhao Qiqiu stood in the middle of the bedroom.

It's okay, he has been passive and sabotage for several days, and he can't hide from it. He has to work, otherwise, in a few days, he feels that he will not be as simple as having a hole in his head.

The old wounds were not healed and new wounds were added, Zhao Qiqiu thought sadly that his appearance was really getting lower and lower.

There was a gust of wind in the bedroom, and Zhao Qiqiu's legs and feet immediately became cold, as if blown by the wind blowing from a huge crack in the door, bells rang in Zhao Qiqiu's ears from far to near, gradually the surroundings seemed to have entered winter , the whole body was blown by the wind, as if he was constantly approaching the gate in the void, or the gate was approaching him.

In just a few breaths, the bell ringing in Zhao Qiqiu's ears became extremely clear, accompanied by the vague sound of thousands of people chanting scriptures.

The curtains hanging in the bedroom remained motionless, but the corners of Zhao Qiqiu's clothes were swayed by the wind, until Zhao Qiqiu raised his hand and suddenly grabbed something in the air in front of him.

Suddenly there was a faint clanging sound in the bedroom, the sound seemed to be separated by a wall.

Zhao Qiqiu shook his head, retracted his arms, and took a step in the direction of the strength in his hand.

when--

In an instant, his figure disappeared from the bedroom.

The bell sounded far away, the Sanskrit sound was loud, the strong smell of blood and rust came from the nose, and the icy wind that penetrated into the bone marrow blew past, humming in Zhao Qiqiu's ears.

It was dark all around, and even a hundred steps away was pitch black, but Zhao Qiqiu could still see clearly at this time, countless huge chains were intertwined and intertwined in the air, some were thick and some were thin, falling and knotting.The ages of these chains seem to be different. Zhao Qiqiu saw that some of the thickest ones were made of bronze, which were rusty and very old under the humidity.

These countless chains swayed slightly in the humming karmic wind and the sound of chanting sutras. Looking at the direction from which they extend, there is only a deep darkness like an abyss. If you look at it for a long time, even the sound of chanting sutras will become gloomy stand up.

Zhao Qiqiu watched this scene tiredly.This was the first time in his life that he stepped into the prison, and the scene he saw was the same as the one he saw in his previous life. He hadn't seen this scene for a long time, and his distant memory returned.Just watching it again still makes the backs of you.

These chains are chaotic and disorderly, but Zhao Qiqiu has learned from his previous life that each chain contains the information of imprisonment. As long as you put your hand on one of them, you will be taken into the prisoner's cell immediately.

But now Zhao Qiqiu is not as stupid as in his previous life, standing where he is without moving.

It's so damn dark all around, chains all over the sky, it's wet and cold, and the wind is strong, it can be said to be full of momentum.

He didn't dare to say anything else, but from this scene alone, he could see how unique the previous warden's taste was.

Having seen enough, Zhao Qiqiu shook his head and closed his eyes.

When the eyelids sank, even the faint light disappeared completely, the chanting stopped, the bell disappeared, and the death-like silence replaced the light, smell, sound, and all the senses that everyone could think of stopped working.

The wind also stopped, and the cold hadn't faded away in time. Zhao Qiqiu's face and hands were also numb, and only his head was still working.

But the silence didn't last long. At a certain moment, it seemed as if the volume was being turned up continuously, and all the chains rattled together, gradually shaking crazily.

Zhao Qiqiu's expression with eyes closed gradually calmed down, and he frowned quite seriously, almost unable to concentrate because of the noise.

Fortunately, I have done something once, and I have experience after all. Despite the collision of the outside world, the Sanskrit sounds are loud, and the voices of countless people chanting sutras are shaken apart.

All kinds of voices became louder and intermingled with each other. Zhao Qiqiu gradually felt as if he was deaf and could no longer distinguish any sound.

All sound disappeared again.

He stood where he was, surrounded by soft and non-glare light, and he was standing on a white square.

This is a dome-like circular space. Looking around, the walls are full of hexagonal doors. Thousands of doors are connected together, and the entire space is like the interior of a huge compound eye.

A wide slope spiraled upwards from the bottom door, passed through all the doors, and ended at the largest door near the top. This white slope ended.

Zhao Qiqiu picked out his ears and looked towards the door closest to him.

There is an exquisite speaker in the upper right corner of the door. Zhao Qiqiu stared at it and looked at it. Finally, after the rustling sound, there was a smooth chanting sound from inside. The sound was not loud, but all the speakers in the entire space sounded together. Sounds like it's time for dinner.

Only then is Zhao Qiqiu satisfied——

Welcome to the future, my prisoners.

But he didn't just come here to save his working environment, his head was still aching, Zhao Qiqiu searched around, and a Harley motorcycle he was familiar with in his previous life was behind him, which was his first means of transportation in prison.

Zhao Qiqiu went over to touch the big baby, raised his legs and jumped into the car.

buzz-bum-

The engine roared, Zhao Qiqiu grinned, and rushed out in the echo.

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Er Qing: So I am not your only one.