I have a portable prison

Just when Zhao Qiqiu was confused by the "yes", a slight cough sounded in his ear, and the clear voice said: "I almost forgot! Boy, I have to leave, and there is one more thing to tell you!"

Zhao Qiqiu woke up for a moment, and then said oh, don't care what he is doing, he just wants to lie down now.

After waiting for a while, the patriarch said in disbelief, "You don't want to hear it? Are your wings stiff?"

Zhao Qiqiu sighed, turned over and sat up, Xianminglou followed his gaze and looked towards the sky, his face darkened.

"What did it tell you?"

How dare Zhao Qiqiu repeat: "Master Patriarch, I'm just a mortal, am I not worthy of knowing the truth?"

Only then did the patriarch snort: "I think you know it very well. Now that Qinglong is helping you, the great danger has been resolved by you. What else do you want to know?"

"Nature is the cause and effect of all this."

Pausing for a moment, the patriarch said: "You are used to negotiating conditions! Well, later on, that little god will be defeated by Qinglong, you put him in a ring and send him here!... This time, I caught him for a while. , a group of remnants and defeated generals, this sage will make them look good!... I will tell you the cause and effect of all this when the time comes!"

Zhao Qiqiu was stunned: "Send it to you...where?"

"It's not far. I'll give you a guide, and I'll send you back when you come."

"Isn't it possible that even gods can escape from prison?"

"Hey, I can't cross it, you can believe it."

"..."

The patriarch laughed: "Do you think it's unfair, why can I tell a lie but you can't?"

Zhao Qiqiu couldn't continue, but the patriarch over there gradually put away his smile: "Although you were forced to, you saint, you did a great job. Otherwise, why did Li Zuoche have to erase your existence? Zhao Qiqiu, you got it!" My inheritance, what does this mean, have you thought about it?"

Wasn't it going to the right place at the right time?

"Think about it, the precepts set up for you may not help you see your true heart. Who you are in your heart is who others see you. After all, I can force you, but I can't force others."

Zhao Qiqiu pondered for a moment, and with the thunder rolling in the sky, he thought: Why does the ancestor seem to have learned MLM.

With a bang, Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help but look up, and found that Lord Long swooped down and hovered beside a destroyed building. It seemed that Li Zuoche was defeated as the master said.

"God's will." Patriarch's voice was quite happy.

The next moment, the ring around Zhao Qiqiu's neck became hot, and he pulled his soul out of No. [-]'s broken body. At the same time, a ray of Buddha's light flashed in his hand, and the patriarch confessed: "Tie that little god up, and take him quickly!" Come find me."

Hearing the unwilling roar, Zhao Qiqiu saw that without the protection of the God of Hail, the six-eared macaque was dragged towards the prison gate again. This time without accident, it disappeared directly into the deepest part of the prison gate.

The prisoner was caught, and the prison door finally slowly disappeared. Zhao Qiqiu felt that there was a shadow of the prison in the depths of his consciousness, and the connection was deeper than before.

The spiritual energy surging at the scene stopped again, but there was still a huge door still standing in place.

"What about this door?" Zhao Qiqiu asked, "What about this door?"

"That's the shadow of Beitianmen," said the patriarch, "Escorting Li Zuoche is urgent. You should ask Qinglong to guard the gate first. The gate is already closed. Even if you take care of it ten years later, it won't matter. Come quickly! "

ten years later?

Why does it sound weird, a little unlucky?

In the end, even without Zhao Qiqiu "tying up" the Hail God, the Hail God was already sealed by Qinglong and sent to Zhao Qiqiu.

Hail God fell into a deep sleep, his tall body lying on the ground like mud, his clothes were also covered with dust, it was obvious that he was severely beaten by Qinglong.

Zhao Qiqiu relayed the words of the patriarch. After listening to Long Jun, he didn't mean to refuse at all, so he turned around and stood on the door.

Compared with the gate, Qinglong's figure is much more delicate.

All this chaos is finally over.

But before the business trip, Zhao Qiqiu decided to return to his body, otherwise he would be really cold if he was delayed for a few more days.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Qiqiu heard people's voices coming from the edge of the barrier, and vaguely saw people from the Xinjian Bureau wandering around, as if they were ready to come and have a look.

Obviously, although the matter has come to an end, the follow-up troubles have just begun.

At that moment, Zhao Qiqiu took Mingminglou and sneaked back to Chengshui Temple, and Ah Wu stood on the mountain road with a lamp early.

The two of them returned to the temple together, and the lights were turned on along the way. After entering the house, Ye Gouzi stood up from the table.

Zhao Qiqiu opened the bed curtain and took a look, his body remained unchanged from when he left.

After talking to Ye Gouzi about what happened and the arrangement of the patriarch, Mingminglou was silent for a moment, and took out a thing from the Qiankun sleeve. This thing began to change when it saw the light. Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help but let out a sigh.

It turned out to be a red rope. This was the vine demon that Zhao Qiqiu lost inside the door.

Because its intelligence is not high, Zhao Qiqiu guessed that it was taken away by others, and asked among the prisoners, but he didn't expect it to be here in Mingming Building, and its reluctant appearance was obviously captured by the virtuous master. It's hard to be extravagant and frugal.

Speaking of which, when this little demon was in the Lin family's conservatory, Xianminglou had seen its real body, so it was fate, right?

The moment the red rope returned to Zhao Qiqiu's wrist, there was a burst of joy from above.

"Don't take it off." Mingminglou said in a low voice, "If you haven't come back after three days, I'll go find you."

Zhao Qiqiu has always been used to wearing it, and the little demon lost weight as soon as he started to use it, but when he heard Mingminglou's words, he suddenly started to panic, recalling what the two of them said at the door before... what the hell!Why did I agree at that time!

"It's useless to go back on your word." Mingminglou said flatly.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..."

——In the same year, in winter.

This year, the snow has been exceptionally heavy. Looking through the foggy windows, the sky and the ground outside are white. When the wind blows, white smoke fills the sky. On both sides of the path, there are neat rows of private houses, with beautiful small two-story bungalows sandwiched between them. The billboards are all melted into the snow. It can be seen that the village is not big, but it has all internal organs and is quite rich.

Looking far away, it is not the modern scene. The black tree tops are as high as the sky. It is already close to the virgin forest outside the village. Now it is a dangerous place, if the man is drunk , and will not go to the cordon.

The snow was so heavy that it was difficult to ride the electric tricycle. Zhao Qiqiu gasped in front of his eyes, looked away from the forest, and with a whine, the electric bicycle slowly stopped.

"Xiao Zhao is back?"

Zhao Qiqiu stepped out of the car, looked up, and saw a few words on the door——Zhang Lili's small store. On the door frame, a piece of yellowed A4 paper was stuck with wide tape.

Carrying four cartons of milk into the door, someone held a handful of melon seeds, and had already lifted the heavy cotton curtain for him, and the heat was blowing in his face.

The room is not big, surrounded by brightly colored counters filled with goods, a kettle is placed on the iron stove in the center, and a pipe extends from the stove to the ceiling. There is only a faint smell of burning coal in the air.

There were fur and skin everywhere on the ground. When Zhao Qiqiu walked in, someone found that it was swept into a pile.

The proprietress of the small shop, who is also Zhao Qiqiu's current boss, parents, and landlord, is laughing at him with a few other older sisters who are idle, and there is an older one who always yells at him every time he sees him. "Hey!" voice.

According to the proprietress, this voice represents one hundred percent pure envy.

As for what I envy, I didn't go into details, anyway, the problem can't be changed.

After moving about twenty cartons of milk, I parked the electric car in the backyard, and when I got back to the small shop, I was warming myself by the fire, eating melon seeds, when the curtain was lifted, and rubbing my hands, another girl of eighteen or nineteen came in. Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help coughing twice, his cheeks that were already flushed from the cold turned even redder.

"Little Yan'er, how's it going, have you got through?"

The girl nodded: "I haven't checked, the police said let him live in our village first, there will be a blizzard tomorrow, and someone will register him after the hard work is over! Auntie, let me see Brother Zhao, his head If it’s still not good, just listen to the police, don’t bother!”

"is not that right!"

A loud voice suddenly sounded beside Zhao Qiqiu: "I think he was still writing there yesterday, the one he wrote was ugly, no one can understand it, don't go out, you can't find your family when you go out, how can you live in such heavy snow, but Don't let it freeze to death outside!"

Zhao Qiqiu stared blankly at the stove in front of him, and there was a red light shining through the gap of the stove cover, and he had an intuition that what he said was right or wrong.

My own handwriting is really ugly, like a ghostly talisman, maybe I haven't graduated from elementary school, and my family doesn't know what to think, how can I let myself write such a bad handwriting, after all, do I really have a family?

In such a snowy day, there are few customers, and idleness is idleness. Zhao Qiqiu is eating melon seeds, and the people around him are chatting. On Zhao Qiqiu.

"Hey, let's leave it here, Xiao Zhao, did you remember anything today?"

This is another strange thing. In this village, women blush when they see him, and men are very wary when they see him, as if he wants to do something to the elder sister of the village.

"Sister, come pack a cigarette!"

Putting it in Yan's pocket, the man sat down by the stove and ordered Zhao Qiqiu to say: "Xiao Zhao, my brother is a little dry."

The proprietress raised her eyebrows: "You go, I don't welcome you!"

The man immediately softened: "Okay, okay, I'm not thirsty, Xiao Zhao, please don't pour water for me, please do me a favor, can I make it up?"

Zhao Qiqiu gave him a little more space, and after a while, he heard the man say: "Be careful recently, Li Laosan was drunk the day before yesterday and didn't go home. He lay on his teeth overnight and was sent to the hospital to wake up. It's alive and kicking, and there's nothing missing, don't you think it's strange?"

The big sister and the big girls all laughed: "Not so much, what do you know, the third child, he said that he took a hot spring with a few fairies that night!"

Zhao Qiqiu listened silently, not knowing what to be careful about, so she heard another elder sister say: "I don't want to soak in this kind of hot spring! You didn't hear that Jin Fenger's father from the next village also met a fairy. What happened the next day?" Drip, cerebral hemorrhage, sent to the hospital for emergency treatment!"

The man chuckled: "That must be exciting." He glanced at Zhao Qiqiu again: "Maybe Xiao Zhao also met a fairy!"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Zhao Qiqiu looked out of the window fascinatedly, the vast forest almost squeezed the small village to nowhere.At this time, it seemed to be blown by the wind, and the large fog on the top of the mountain slowly moved away. Two huge gateposts stretched into the higher clouds, and the phantom of a large and terrifying door stood in the mountain. Zhao Qiqiu frowned unconsciously when he stepped on the huge forest with bottomless depths. From the very first glance, he always felt that this unharmonious gate was not a good thing.

Unexpectedly, on the afternoon of the third day, heavy snow blocked the door, Zhao Qiqiu went out to sweep the snow, and met a fairy, no, it was a fairy man.