I have a portable prison

There are a lot of living souls here, but Mingming Jing is the only one who was injured. Zhang Tiande, under the gaze of Ye Gouzi, took the initiative to take the task of sending everyone back to their souls.

Zhang Tiande took out a slightly deformed cigarette case from the inner chest pocket of the Taoist robe, squeezed it in his hands to restore the shape, said a formula to the crowd, and several white lights penetrated into the cigarette case inside.

Only Zhang Tiande, Zhao Qiqiu, and Mingming Jing were left on the scene. Zhang Tiande put the cigarette case close to his body, then retrieved his mahogany sword, and said to Zhao Qiqiu: "Fellow Daoist Wu, meeting is a fate, this is my business card... ...If you need help from Pindao, it must be your duty!"

Zhao Qiqiu took Zhang Tiande's business card and looked at the gaudy gossip picture printed on the background. On the front it said "catch ghosts and eliminate demons and support justice" and on the back it said "Taoism is boundless against the sky and change fate". My heart was shocked. This kind of Taoist priests are not invited. Going to drink tea is simply unreasonable!Zhang Tiande slapped his forehead: "Oh, fellow Daoist Wu, I'm sorry, I forgot."

Then he snatched the business card from Zhao Qiqiu's hand, bit off the cap of the pen, and wrote on the front: "Zhang Tiande, phone 139..."

Zhao Qiqiu: "..."

Putting away the business card again, Zhao Qiqiu asked: "So many living souls, can you send them all in one night?"

Zhang Tiande paused when he heard the words, and glanced to the corner where the detached corpse of the colleague who came with him was there. He sighed greatly, shook his head and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist Wu, we still have a dozen or so teams. I'll use the radio later." Contact them."

"...Condolences."

Zhang Tiande nodded, shook his head again, said a few words about these stunned youths, took out the soul-calling banner, and muttered something in the direction of the corpse, when he got excited, the soul-calling banner trembled and swayed, and he also spattered, finally, he said: "came back!"

Just look at the people on the ground sitting up with their heads covered, already in a state of soul.

Zhao Qiqiu was also a little curious about the early "New Things Construction Administration Bureau" referred to as "New Bureau", and asked, "What do you do with their souls?"

Originally thought that Zhang Tiande would send them to die, or take them back for personal identification first, but he never expected that Zhang Tiande suddenly became shy, as if there was something shady about them.

"Wohoo!" The wild dog barked in a low voice, with a ghastly grunt in his throat.

"To tell you the truth!" Zhang Tiande cupped his hands, "I want to send them back to life in the bodies of the residents."

"..." OAO! ! !

Holy shit! !

What a coquettish operation! !

Zhao Qiqiu was really shocked. Looking at the few newly-dead souls who were still confused, he looked at Zhang Tiande and asked, "What about karma?"

Although those comatose residents were either vegetative or brain-dead, and the souls in their bodies might have been swallowed by mandrills long ago, but this method of renewing their lives is really newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the new bureau is really vigorous!

When Zhang Tiande saw Zhao Qiqiu seemed surprised, he immediately got excited, looked solemn, and said righteously: "Fellow Daoist Wu, so many ordinary people have left their souls, leaving behind those stinky skins, it's over if you leave them alone, not to mention the maintenance of those family members." I'm sorry, the hospital can't even afford to maintain it, there is no room for floor bedding, I wish they could just sit up and leave the hospital! Now that the world is in chaos, how can there be so many causes and effects! Destiny has changed, people , just do what you want!"

"..." You have a business card, and you have a reason.

"When they wake up, this work has to continue. The people need us, and they say they have lost their memory. The doctors are all ours, and there is no problem." Zhang Tiande assured the ticket.

Zhao Qiqiu silently gave him a thumbs up, at this moment Mingming Jing stood up and said to Zhang Tiande: "Send me back too."

"I..." Zhao Qiqiu was about to say that I would take you back, when he heard Huangfu Xiaoxiang, who had been pricking up his ears outside the door, softly shouted: "With our lord here, you can rest assured!"

Zhao Qiqiu's words were immediately slapped back by this wave of rainbow farts, Ming Mingjing glanced at Zhao Qiqiu, but did not refute.

Zhang Tiande quickly led the souls of his colleagues to work. Those people were also miserable. They all died once, but they still had to continue working.

Zhao Qiqiu led the bright mirror and walked in the direction of Xian's house. This is the intersection of yin and yang, which overlaps with the appearance of the real world, and if the soul wants to return to the yang, it must first find its own body.Ming Xianjing fell asleep in his bedroom, so of course he had to go back to his house now.

Judging from the current situation, Huangfu Yuan obviously failed to follow Xianmingjing into the cracks, Zhao Qiqiu immediately sent Huangfu Xiaoxiang out to find his lost brother, and took Xianmingjing to the direction of Xian's house.

Both of them are living souls now, Zhao Qiqiu is holding Mingming's arm, and with one light step, they can walk a hundred meters away.

Ye Gouzi has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, and his sanity has just recovered. He likes to go out to let the wind go, so he slowly follows behind, looking around, and smelling it if he closes his eyes.

"Let me know if you're coming soon." Zhao Qiqiu spoke in a very unskilled manner, pretending not to know the location of the Xian's house, with Mingming mirror guiding him along the way.

"You are very familiar with Hai Jing," Ming Xianjing said, "Are you alive?"

Zhao Qiqiu nodded: "Of course I am a living person." How can I play with the boss if I am not a living person.

"Are you the same kind of person as that Taoist priest?"

This question is more complicated, Zhao Qiqiu thought for a while, and said: "Yes and no."

Xian Xianjing's pain eased, and he felt that his arm was being held by a big hand, the force was very gentle, as if it was purely out of politeness, but also as if he was dealing with a fragile object.

It's just cold, that hand is too cold.

Now I clearly have no temperature, and I can still feel the chill on the other person, where did this person come from, is it in the underworld?

Ming Mingjing heard the other party's lazy voice and said: "He is a Taoist priest, and he uses Taoist methods. I am not a Taoist priest, so I am not a 'kind of person' with him."

"Then what are you using?"

The image of the other party dragging the evil spirit was still flashing through Xian Xianjing's mind, and the conversation at this time was also exceptionally smooth, even so smooth that it was unreal. There is no need to tell lies anymore, otherwise why would you chat with yourself so naturally?

"Mine is a supernatural power?" I just heard the other party say: "I don't belong to any family, and there is no fixed title, and there is no way to use it. I just do what I should do."

"But what you do is the same as Taoist priests?"

"Almost, but I don't know how to tell fortunes, and I won't charge for the time being."

Zhao Qiqiu thought tearfully that charging fees has always been his dream, but he not only provides free services, but also generally has to pay them back. The only ones who are worse than him are those of the new bureaus just now. No, think about it carefully, he is still worse. !

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was very harmonious. Mingming Jing still had a lot of questions to ask, so he planned to piece together more information from this person's mouth. At this moment, he heard a small voice next to his ear, and he frowned. Frowning, he couldn't help but look back.

Zhao Qiqiu soon noticed that Mingming Jing fell silent, followed his gaze to look behind him, couldn't help but shook his head, remembering that there was still this problem, and said: "Don't worry, maybe you can get rid of it, you have to give it a try. "

Ye Gouzi stopped walking a long time ago, and followed not far behind the two of them, but because it has a physical body, running like this is no less than a supernatural marathon.

Mingmingjing felt a strong cool wind blowing around him, his feet almost left the ground, the arm holding him tightened immediately, dragging him back to the ground, Mingmingjing heard a short bark, like The giant dog was greeting this side, Ming Mingjing turned his head, just in time to see the huge black and shiny hound, the four golden rings above the paws shook as it ran, and soon, when it took a certain step, the whole body shook It is like crossing an invisible wall, disappearing from beginning to end.

"Let it go back first," came a calm voice from above.

Mingmingjing was not as optimistic as he was. Hearing the chaotic roar behind him, more and more evil spirits appeared at the end of the road. Electric poles, building edges, and shop signboards were their footholds up and down. , and the evil ghost can jump hundreds of steps in one step, chasing up frantically.

Correspondingly, Xianmingjing could sense that his speed was also increasing. He raised his head and looked at the young man named Wu Bainian. The other person's body was much tighter than before, and he didn't even speak again.

But in the end, these monsters of extraordinary size far surpassed them in speed, and the distance between them and the mandrill group was constantly shortening.

Ming Xianjing heard a faint sigh from above his head: "It's really a greedy thing, won't you be reconciled if you don't get a little bit?"

As he said that, the man muttered something softly, Xianming Jing vaguely felt that it was like a Buddhist scripture, his eyes suddenly blurred, and when he fixed his eyes again, the vision in front of him was extraordinarily wide, and there were many high-rise buildings around, and they ran to The roof of a building.

The young man named Wu Bainian didn't let go of his arm, and Ming Xianjing could still hear mixed and terrifying roars. He couldn't help but look downstairs, and saw countless evil spirits pouring in like rainwater gathering in the sewer. At the gate of the building under their feet, many climbed up along the floor.

"I didn't want to ask you at first," the young man seemed a little annoyed, and said, "There is no other way now, I'd better trouble you to take out the things in your pocket, or we won't be able to leave."

Zhao Qiqiu's heart was broken. He is a mortal, no matter how thick his golden fingers are, how could he have played with so many evil spirits, and if he caught them all, the filth from the execution could flood his prison.

Ming Mingjing stood still, Zhao Qiqiu sighed and said, "Can you show me?"

Ming Mingjing looked at the somewhat blurred face. Although the other's facial features were hidden behind a layer of mist, he knew that this person was looking at him helplessly at this moment.

Zhao Qiqiu yelled in his heart that he had miscalculated. Looking at Ming Mingjing's eyes, he knew that he might offend the boss again today.

Sighing, the next moment, Zhao Qiqiu raised his hand, and there was already something in the palm of his hand, and Ming Mingjing's expression changed, and he touched his trouser pocket, and it was already empty.

"Give it back to me!" Ming Mingjing lowered his face.

Zhao Qiqiu opened his fist slightly, and with a chirping sound, a small yellow head popped out from beside his thumb, as tender as a fluffy egg yolk, with green circles around its black eyes, this is a small Parrot.

"Where did you come across it?"

"Give it back to me!" Ming Xianjing's face darkened, and he stretched out his arm to grab it back.

Taking advantage of his height, Zhao Qiqiu grabbed Mingming Mirror and said, "I can guess it if you don't tell me, but it's not what you think."

Mingming Jing saw that Zhao Qiqiu was holding the parrot, which was the hand that had saved her, but Mingming Jing just wanted to break it, even if it didn't matter if one or two were broken, he sneered and said, "Oh? Then what do you think?" What am I thinking?"

Zhao Qiqiu sighed again, and finally said: "You can see for yourself." As he spoke, he suddenly clenched his fingers, only to hear a crackling sound, and the parrot tilted its head, without even screaming. He died with his mouth open.

"You!" Ming Ming's eyes were about to split.

"Shh, look," Zhao Qiqiu tossed upwards, Ming Mingjing couldn't react at all, and heard a shrill scream piercing the eardrums, a black mist rose into the sky, getting bigger and bigger, and finally it was like a cloud in the air tornado.

Bright Mirror's body felt a new pain in an instant, as if being torn apart by something, his footsteps gradually left the ground, and his eyes began to turn black again and again.

His body tightened, and something cold was leaning against his back. Bright Mirror opened his eyes, and two slender arms stretched out from behind, wrapping around his chest and abdomen, fixing him like a safety belt. A voice close to a whisper said : "Even if you wake up and find yourself in a strange place, alone, don't put your sustenance on other things, because this is not a good place. Compassion, longing, pity, will kill you, especially these Monster," said the word monster, the voice became softer, and even suddenly became cold, as if talking about not the giant dog, not the vixen, not his companion, but something purely evil:

"--Non-my family, its heart must be different."

The author has something to say:

Zhao Qiqiu: I really didn't mean it.