Is it just a small cell that wants to trap me?

Then I have been in vain during this period.

But the purpose of our visit this time is to deal with the surrender and find evidence.

Now that the evidence has been obtained, the only one left is the savior.

During the day, they didn't dare to do anything, and they sent two people in. The separate cell was awaiting treatment. The surroundings were empty, and the purpose of the two of them came was self-evident.

It’s just that I, Thunder, took action just now and beat the prison guards, scared the two of them.

After dinner, I read the newspaper for a while. The two of them squeezed my feet and beat my legs again, which made me feel a little reluctant to leave.

It’s not that Chen Mo’s death has not dealt with me, but he has nothing to do with me. At most, I am sad for a while and I am silent. I have become accustomed to dealing with those dead bodies before. I have to accept this living person in front of me.

At 9:30 at night, the lights in the cell were turned off. The prison guards began to check the cell. They saw me sitting on the bed smoking and didn't say anything after looking at it.

I called him and asked him to bring me two boxes of cigarettes. The prison guard looked around and hesitated. It was not until I handed out a few pieces of paper money that I quietly stuffed two packs for me.

When the two men saw it, they immediately got up and walked over. I kept a box of them myself and divided them with one box, saying, "You can keep these cigarettes for a little while. You won't get addicted after I go out. It may be more lively tonight. If you are afraid, you two will take the quilt and put it on the floor next to the toilet."

"What's wrong with me? Is someone going to attack you? What are you afraid of? Let's see who dares to touch you!"

"People dare not, but those unclean things are indefinite."

"Forehead."

Hearing this, the two of them were a little scared, but they still insisted on patting their chests and said, "We brothers have never seen anything. If a man comes, I will break his legs and the woman who wants to come will be a reward for the elder brother."

"Okay, you'd better do what I said, otherwise you'll have to come in and out sideways tomorrow morning."

"Okay, we will do whatever the elder brother says, the second brother, and the floor shop."

The two of them who were still confident at first turned around and started working hard. I sat on the bed, smoking cigarettes constantly.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, both of them were asleep. I put out the cigarette butts, lay down and covered them with a quilt.

Within two minutes, a gust of wind came from the window above the sink. I pretended to sleep without opening my eyes.

The wind was getting louder and louder, and two rows of white footprints also walked towards the cell door from the window. Two soul-catching messengers were wearing black robes, bowing their waists and wandering in front of the bed.

After walking for about ten minutes, a crisp drum sound came in from outside. The soul-catching messenger stopped and two sickles suddenly burst out from his hand!

They walked to the kang opposite, picked up the sickle and chopped it down. I felt a chill in my heart and gritted my teeth and didn't dare to speak.

After about ten minutes, the wind sounded again. The soul-catching messenger looked up at the window, jumped and disappeared.

The white footprints on the ground began to be slowly taken away. I quickly got up and ran to the two of them with the quilt and pillow.

I raised my hand and patted their cheeks. They rubbed their eyes and complained, "Brother, aren't you sleeping so late?"

"Get up quickly and go to the kang to sleep."

Although they were unwilling, there was nothing they could do. The three of us laid the bed and fell asleep on the kang opposite us.

Half an hour later, the wind sounded again, a red rope rushed into the window, and the two soul-snatching messengers took the sickle and began to wander again.

After turning for more than ten minutes, a sound of bone flute came from outside the window. The soul-catching messenger stopped and walked to where I was sleeping just now and started chopping without saying a word.

The force of the chopping this time was obviously larger than the last time. After about ten minutes, the red rope around their waists moved.

The soul-catching messenger turned around, the two intertwined each other, and wandered around the house again. The ground was covered with white footprints. Every time they stepped on, they followed the footprints.

Ten minutes later, the red rope was pulled away, and the soul-catching messenger was stunned, and then he began to close his footprints and leave the cell.

The fat man on the side turned his head and looked at me. Seeing that I was staring at the window, he wanted to speak. I quickly covered their mouths and whispered, "Wake him up, we can't sleep here."

"Brother, why do we always move like this?"

"Don't ask so much, I'll tell you later. Take the things and we'll go to the door to sleep this time."

I tiptoed up, squatted at the door with my pillow and quilt in my arms, and suddenly I was so upset that they both were too lazy to sleep anymore.

Afraid that they would see the soul-catching messenger reacting violently, I took out two copper coins and let them hold them in their mouths.

Half an hour later, the sound outside the window became louder and louder, and the sound of the slander chanting the spell began to become obvious. White footprints began to appear, and two red ropes as thick as fingers were pulled in their hands.

The two people on the side pointed at the footprints on the ground and wanted to speak. When they saw me winking, they bit their fingers timidly.

The soul-catching messenger appeared again, and the sickle in his hand became twice as big. They walked to the middle, turned around and started walking towards the kang on the left. They walked to the kang and stopped, and each of them began to wave the sickle.

Five minutes later, they turned around and walked towards the kang behind them. This time, there was no intertwining, but the two of them were neatly arranged and began to chop on the kang one by one.

After another five minutes, the two red ropes reacted, and two copper coins were cut in from outside the window. The soul-catching messenger immediately turned around, his feet were put together and began to wander on the two kangs.

Ten minutes later, the red rope was pulled out, and the soul-catching messenger squatted down, closing his footprints, and began to croak.

After they both left, I turned to look at the fat man beside me. He looked at the window in amazement, his hands and feet trembling, and sweat from his forehead dripped to the ground.

I asked the two of them to spit out the copper coins in their mouths, pick up the quilt and pillow, and went back to where I slept.

The two of them picked up the quilt and covered their heads, and said in horror, "Big Brother, what was that just now?"

"Soul-Seeing Messenger."

"Soul-Seeing Messenger?"

"There is a surrender who wants to kill me. It seems that he is from Master Zhao's side. The soul-catching messenger is here to break up our souls. Once the soul disperses, the three of us will have to finish playing."

"No...Brother, I have an 80-year-old mother above, and an 18-year-old wife and two-year-old son to take care of. I can't die."
Chapter completed!