prison ghost

After other reform-through-labour prisoners came in, they only had to devote themselves to reforming through labor in a down-to-earth manner, striving for an early commutation of their sentences.

Fortunately, he was oppressed by ghosts at night, and had to go to the labor workshop to sew needlework during the day.

Recently, these women have been taking over jobs in prisons.Because some time ago, the prison in the neighboring city took over a mining job, and a group of reform-through-labor prisoners engaged in heavy physical labor underground day and night. As a result, a safety accident occurred, and four prisoners never came up again.This was a bad situation. The prisoner's family petitioned just in time for the re-election of the leadership team. This incident became the first fire for the new officials to show their new political style when they took office.

As a result, the entire province's prison system carried out a series of rectification campaigns from top to bottom.Prisons are not allowed to contract jobs in high-risk industries.This is great, knitting and needlework, which used to be undertaken only by women's prisons, has become a favored item in men's prisons.

It's okay to sew a cloth bear or something, but the work of knitting sweaters is too difficult.But being in prison is all about making the impossible possible.

When Shuigen saw a tall and thick man knitting a sweater in a day, he almost swallowed his tongue.

So I can only lower my head and learn to hang the thread and push the needle seriously.Fortunately, the procedure for the newly recruited prisoners is relatively simple, that is, knitting scarves. There are no fancy styles, and all stitches are all anyway. You only need to knit two to complete the task.

But Shao who was sitting next to him remained motionless, squinting at the knitting thread and sweater sticks in front of him.

A prison guard came over, took a baton and nodded, and said: "Why don't you start to learn from your team leader? I tell you that even if you are a new prisoner, if you don't complete the required skills, you won't be able to go back to rest. !"

Shao still didn't speak, and looked at the prison guard with a "you're dead" look in his eyes.

Seeing the situation, Shuigen broke out in a cold sweat.The body of this urban and rural high-ranking cadre is pretending to be the king of Hades who kills without blinking an eye, and he knows it better than anyone else.Although the King of Hades is currently weak and has to squat in the bitter kiln to pretend to be cowardly, but when he regains his vitality, I am afraid that he will have to open the account book one by one to settle the accounts.

Thinking of this, he quickly pulled Shao, signaling that he should respect his fellow prison guards.

So Shao looked at Shuigen with that "you're dead" look.After the prison guards left, Shao Zhang stretched out his hand, snatched the half-woven scarf from Shuigen, and placed it in front of him grandly.

Just as Shui Gen was about to roar, Shao smiled and said, "Are you sure you want to spend the night alone in the cell?"

Thinking of the headless beauty last night, Shuigen couldn't help shivering.no!If Shao was left to rush to work, wouldn't he spend the night alone.If he recruited another one tonight, he would probably be gnawed to the bone.But for no reason, I want to rush to work and get four scarves, but the more I think about it, the more I feel aggrieved.

Shui Gen snatched back the scarf, glared back at Shao, and said harshly: "You are so awesome, I still like to be eaten by ghosts, anyway, you will kill me sooner or later, I won't be angry with you! Isn't it just a death! In the next life, whoever owes whomever has to pay off!"

After hearing this, Shao's complexion changed, the corners of his pretty eyes lifted up slightly, and his demeanor suddenly became murderous.

"Next life? How can there be any next life? What you owe is what you owe, and you are a fool waiting for someone to come. It's ridiculous that I hate infatuated and indecisive people the most, but I am a fool who has become the number one in the world. You say Waiting for the next life, okay, I will wait for you in the next life, but what is waiting... Ten thousand people! Ten thousand people! In the end, you still lied to me..."

Everyone was confused when he heard these upside-down words, and the prison guards rushed over immediately after hearing his roar.

Shui Gen was startled, it seemed that he didn't know which sentence touched a delicate nerve of King Qinghe again.

The prison guards came over and reprimanded Shao loudly, but the blood in Shao's eyes became redder and redder. Shuigen was frightened for a while, and began to blame himself for being too ignorant and angered the master in front of him. Even if he was not afraid of death, I'm afraid that innocent people will be implicated, so what's the difference between a living person and a ghost?

"That...it's my fault. I snatched the scarf woven by 543 just now, and I was just kidding him!"

Pushing the scarf that he was almost finished knitting in front of Shao, Shuigen quickly stood up and lowered his head to explain to the prison guard.

As a result, he was reprimanded by the prison guards.

When Shuigen sat down, his eye circles were slightly red.Shao also recovered his strength, and said with a sneer, "Are you still called a man! You'd cry after being said a few words by that kind of bastard."

Shui Gen gave him a hard look: "I hate when others wrong me!"

Although this child is not good-looking, his eyebrows and eyes are actually quite square, but he usually has curly hair that is not evenly pressed, which makes people feel a little top-heavy.

Now that he has shaved his head, there is no bird's nest to disturb his vision, but his unsurprising eyebrows and eyes are revealed.Especially now that his eyes are hazy with tears, he can barely be regarded as a melancholy young man in his prime.Shao couldn't help but look at him more, and then as if remembering something, he snorted coldly in disgust.

Sure enough, after dinner, only Mizugen and Shao were left in the workshop.

Shuigen felt that his eyelids were a little swollen.I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since I entered the prison. The wool in my hand is mechanically twisted repeatedly, and finally it gets slower and slower. I sit on a bench without a backrest, nodding my head from time to time, and then I just fall asleep sitting up. .

The warning in the workshop is sitting behind the table by the door, reading novels with great interest.

And Shao sat on the bench with his eyes closed and meditated.

Although King Qinghe closed his eyes, he was keenly aware of slight fluctuations in the air around him.

He suppressed his yin energy and quietly waited for the moment to attack.

Opening the slits of the eyes slightly, there was indeed a group of black shadows crawling behind the unlucky bastard.

It's just that the black shadow didn't devour it in a hurry, but stretched out a thick red tongue to lick Shuigen's drooping neck.A red slime snaked down Shuigen's dark skin.

The black figure slowly condensed into a figure, it was a 40-year-old obscene man, showing a strange expression, and slowly stretching ten dead wood-like fingers into Shuigen's waistband...

Interestingly, this time it actually attracted a promiscuous ghost. It needs to be known that the so-called ghosts can only be formed by strong obsessions of people, and they also need a steady stream of energy for them to maintain their illusory forms.May I ask, how many people out of a hundred can have such an obsession with the right time and place?

So a thousand-year-old ghost like Xiang Shao is really rare.

And most of the so-called ghosts are actually spirits who can only mechanically repeat the fragments of their lives.

If he committed adultery before death, the cause of death was "immediate wind", and by chance, he could condense a few strands of yin energy. In the case of an incomplete soul, he would naturally become a sexual evil spirit who only knows how to mate for pleasure.

It seems that the energy of this evil spirit is not small, and it is very likely that it has sucked the anger of many people. The water root has been entangled by him for a long time, but there is no sign of waking up. Instead, there is a slightly emotional moan in his throat.

The gray cloth pants had already slipped down to the hips, and the boy's body was slowly spread out by those withered vine-like claws.

Between the legs, which is very different from the complexion of the face, there is a tender pink color, and the inferior white light bulbs in the workshop aggravate the shadow between the buttocks, making the wrinkled mouth looming.