I have a portable prison

The weather outside the car was just right and the temperature was pleasant, but the inside of the car was a bit cloudy. It seemed that the air conditioner was turned on too much along the way, and the whole car was chilly.The young man who was sitting upright in his seat was wearing an out-of-season long-sleeved sweater. He raised his hand and pulled it, and the hood of the sweater that had been twisted to his ear when he was sleeping returned to his back. Zhu Yuan immediately took out mineral water and handed it over. Pushed away unceremoniously by the same hand.

That hand was slender and pale, full of pampering. Feng Hui looked at this scene from the rearview mirror and thought that he was really stupid. He should have seen early on that Zhu Yuan's attitude was not towards ordinary friends. It is clear at a glance who is speaking.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Qiqiu glanced at Zhu Yuan who had nothing to do and was courteous.

Zhu Yuan rubbed the mineral water bottle and smiled: "It's been said in the forum that there is a lot of trouble in Yongshen, it must be very exciting! We are going to Yongshen City! Did you hear that just now?"

"Stimulation is stimulation," Zhao Qiqiu said casually, "I heard that the director doesn't like to raise little ghosts, and all ghosts are directly detained. Be careful that your family will be 'requisitioned'." Although the person has woken up, his gaze is still erratic, looking out of the window through the empty seat beside him, as if thinking of something else.

"That's okay!" Zhu Yuan said triumphantly, "Uncle Feng said I'm not useful at all!"

"..."

"I'll go and have a look, Uncle Feng, can we go and have a look?" Zhu Yuan stretched his neck expectantly: "I want to-"

"Don't say it," Feng Hui touched the steering wheel: "Just say it."

"..."

"Junior Zhao," Huangfu Xiaoxiang's voice came from the back row as if he had wiped honey, and at the same time, the face of a goddess with fluttering long hair appeared on top of Zhao Qiqiu's head, and he pushed one side of his hair behind his ear with one hand: "Are you hungry for sleep? Let's eat out together later, what do you want to eat?"

Those huge almond eyes were foggy, inexplicably blurred, as if desperately longing for something, Zhao Qiqiu took a look at this familiar idiot, and couldn't help asking: "It should be what you want to eat?"

Huangfu Xiaoxiang drooled and said, "Big plate chicken."

Before Zhao Qiqiu could speak, Feng Hui said slowly, "Xiaoxiang, please ask me, what do I want to eat?"

Huangfu Xiaoxiang immediately asked, "Feng Hui, what do you want to eat?"

"I eat whatever the cafeteria of the sub-bureau does."

Huangfu Xiaoxiang was silent for a moment, then said: "Then I..."

"Don't say it," Feng Hui kept smiling: "It's not okay to say it."

"..."

Both Zhu Yuan and Huangfu Xiaoxiang were annoyed, and the car continued to sway forward for several hours, until the speed of the car became slower and slower, and there were shadows of other cars in front, and finally a long queue formed.

"Uncle Feng, why is it so jammed up, isn't it almost here?" Dong He poked his head out of the window.

There is no toll booth on the Fengshen Corridor road. Even if there is, few people can afford the toll. Only when you get off the road, there is a regular checkpoint at the exit leading to the city to record the passing vehicles.

Speaking of which, the road was built ingeniously. After leaving the checkpoint, the famous Jinhe Bridge in Yongshen City is not far away. If you want to enter Yongshen City, you can only pass through the bridge.

Since ancient times, the Jin River has coiled around the side of Yongshen City. Although it is a big river that is dry in winter and floods in summer, when the water quality is clear, it is also a charming line of Yongshen City.Highlands were piled up on the embankment and a park was built.The water level rose frequently in previous years, and the plants on the embankment were sparse. Because of this, the Jinhe Bridge was safe and sound after the spiritual energy was restarted.

At this time, the cars getting off the Fengshen Highway were all stuck at the toll booth, forming four long queues, and not a single car moved for a long time.

"I'll go down and have a look." Feng Hui simply jumped out of the car and went forward like a tourist.

I came back in less than 10 minutes, and said to the car: "The bridge is blocked, and the sanitation is overhauling. It is said that it will be open to traffic in half an hour. Who of you will come down for activities."

After shouting twice, no one moved, and Feng Hui started to move by himself, supporting his waist.

Sanitation work, then they should not try to use the relationship of the New Bureau to go there first.

Today's sanitation workers are different from before. Not only do they have great power, but they also have high "technical" content. At least they must use talismans and seals.There was news last year that sanitation workers in a foreign capital went on strike collectively. In just one week, the skyrocketing vegetation in the entire city almost returned to the state it was at the beginning of the Reiki restart.

So now the sanitation department’s salary is not only comparable to that of the Xinjian Bureau, but the job security is also high, and it is still an iron rice bowl. Young people who apply to be sanitation personnel every day can be queued from the labor bureau building to outside the building.

They said they would have to wait for half an hour, but in fact it took more than an hour before they were allowed to enter the city. Zhao Qiqiu looked out. On the sidewalk of the bridge, a dozen young people in overalls were struggling to dispose of plant debris as high as a hill.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that both the Jinhe River and the bridge have been set up with a dense formation, and the Jingwei clearly separates the vast forest at the other end of the road, in order to protect Yongshen, a human metropolis. .

It's just that formations are more advanced than talisman seals. With a large defensive formation, other small formations cannot be superimposed, causing this glamorous bridge to be "weeded" regularly, and there is no one else.

Zhao Qiqiu was watching their commotion, his arm felt cold for a while, as if an ice cube was approaching, a small hand tried to penetrate into his hand for the countless times.

"Big brother, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Qiqiu withdrew his arm, put down the exercise book in his hand, bent down and took out a copybook from the schoolbag under his feet, and took out a copybook.

"..." Zhu Yuan beside him was silent for a moment, and couldn't help but said: "I could fall asleep so upside down before, but you are going to practice calligraphy again when you get to the city, are you human?" He didn't even need to look carefully: "Don't think I Blind, you have been writing this copybook for almost three years and haven’t finished it yet, please let it go, look at these two pages, is what you wrote called calligraphy?”

After speaking, he glanced at the empty seat next to Zhao Qiqiu, his round face twisted for a while: "Xiali, ignore him, he can't see you again."

Hearing this, the little girl looked at Zhu Yuan with big innocent eyes, and simply turned her head away.

Zhu Yuan was heartbroken immediately, feeling sorry for Xia Li, the little ghost, it's not good to pester anyone, but this one.You know, although Zhao Qiqiu is a relatively introverted favorite in the Xinjian Bureau, everyone who is familiar with him knows that Zhao Qiqiu has no yin and yang eyes. It has been more than two years, and Xiali has always been regarded as air.

Of course, talking to a ghost is not a good thing, and being entangled by a ghost is even more unlucky, but Zhao Qiqiu pretended to be like that at the beginning, in fact, there is no yin and yang eyes on the resume, and I don't know why the little girl Xia Li is so persistent.

Zhu Yuan finally attributed this to the fact that Li Gui's head itself is not working well. Xia Li was young when he died, and he probably had a weak mind. He would not come to hug such a warm big brother next to him, but would go to find him every time. Zhao Qiqiu, a heartless man, really has no taste.

After a delay of noon, everyone finally rushed to the entrance of the Yongshen City Xinjian Bureau, and when they looked up, they were covered in a building full of luxury.

"Corruption, too corrupt!" Jin Qing's eyes lit up.

In a city with such a high population density in Yongshen City, occupying a building as the headquarters, and the location is still surrounded by a spacious city center, it is really bright and generous!

"The location is so good, the building doesn't need to be remodeled at all." Dong He was also amazed.

In many places, the windows of high-rise buildings below the eighth floor cannot even be opened, but the city center of Yongshen City is still very spacious, the streets are tidy, the sun is shining brightly, and you can’t even see a green hair. Compare it with Haijing City With the land price in the same area, one can imagine how luxurious this building is.

Jiang Yingying just couldn't get along with Dong He, so she glanced at Dong He disdainfully at this time: "I was born in a local old hat, and I have been an old hat all my life. Even the provincial road has been opened in Yongshen. What is a building?"

Feng Hui's cell phone sang again, which attracted the attention of others. He calmly took out his cell phone and looked at the caller ID. He hung up the phone without waiting for the second line to be sung, and snorted dissatisfiedly: " This only lets the horses run, not let the horses graze!" After speaking, he led the people directly into the office hall, took out their badges and asked where the cafeteria was, and arrived at the restaurant without any delay.

Zhu Yuan quietly said to Zhao Qiqiu: "Did you see just now that the beauty at the front desk seems to despise us?"

Although it was wrong for Feng Hui to just beg for food, but Zhu Yuan always felt that when people heard that they were from Haijing, their expression began to be subtle, and the canteen was just broken afterward.

Zhu Yuan always felt that something was wrong, and looking not far away, Jiang Yingying's face was also as black as the bottom of a pot, which meant that he was not alone.

No way, Haijing City is not a country, Haijing is no worse than Yongshen City in size, a proper metropolis, how come in Yongshen City, people look at them like poor relatives?

"Really?" Huangfu Xiaoxiang took over the conversation: "I've been here several times, why didn't I feel it?"

"Sister," Zhu Yuan's mouth twitched, "If I grew up like you, I wouldn't feel anything."

Zhao Qiqiu is indeed a little hungry. Although his spiritual roots are growing well, he can't live by drinking wind and fart. Just now, he was running the spiritual roots all the way in the car, and now his stomach is already empty. In a restaurant-like cafeteria, all other thoughts suddenly disappeared in my mind, only one was left to eat.

Their group is also strange, they clearly came together, but when they ate, they took care of their own things. When Zhao Qiqiu sat down with a plate, Huangfu Xiaoxiang and Zhu Yuan were at the other end of the restaurant, watching the upcoming dinner. Dong He waited for the ramen by himself, while Feng Hui and Jiang Yingying found a seat and ate hard, while Jin Qing's fox had long since disappeared.

"Big brother, what are you eating?"

The red skirt that seemed to be dripping with blood fell on the table next to Zhao Qiqiu's hand. Xia Li watched Zhao Qiqiu eat eagerly, and his eyes followed the red rope on Zhao Qiqiu's wrist.

"Big brother, can you give me a bite too?"

"Big brother, I'm really hungry too." Xia Li wiped his eyes.

Zhao Qiqiu's chopsticks slowed down. The rapidly cooling chicken leg on the plate was neither eaten nor eaten. At this moment, someone walked by and suddenly patted him on the shoulder. Zhao Qiqiu looked up.

The other party is not very old, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with yellow short-sleeved floral pants, very bright all over, a sun hat hanging on the back of the neck, sunglasses stuck in the hair gel on the top of the head, the whole person seems to have just walked on a fake beach come over.

The other party pointed at Xiali's position with his chin, looked down at Zhao Qiqiu and said, "Where did you come from, don't you know the rules, this thing can't be shown in the restaurant, and you won't let people eat?"

As soon as he spoke, the already quiet restaurant suddenly became a little quieter. Zhao Qiqiu saw the whispers at other tables, and guessed that the beach shorts in front of him should not be messed with.

Zhao Qiqiu groaned in his heart, this sleepiness has finally passed!