I have a portable prison

the next day.

When Zhao Qiqiu woke up from the bed, he still felt that he was dreaming, but there was already a lot of noise outside. Early in the morning, the small shop was full of people.

His eyes couldn't help falling on the spring iron bed not far away, Ming Minghai didn't come back all night.

When Zhao Qiqiu lifted the curtain of the back door of the store, he was greeted by heat, and the boss's wife's loud voice said, "Oh, I said that this kid, Xiao Zhao, can't really get lost! No, another one is here to look for him! Ming Haier, you two should know each other, right?"

Another person said: "Hurry up and call first to ask, is Gao Shouren awake?"

As soon as Zhao Qiqiu came in, he immediately attracted everyone's attention, but his sight immediately fell on the side of the iron stove. The current atmosphere there is so weird that anyone with a discerning eye can see it, but there is no discerning person present.

There was only one person in the middle of the machete man I met last night, and Xian Xianhai, both of them were sitting with expressionless faces.

Zhao Qiqiu shook his hand, and was about to retreat, but since he came, there was no reason to leave, so he was quickly let to the fireside, and as soon as he sat down, he heard a deep voice: "You lost your memory?"

When Zhao Qiqiu raised his eyes, he happened to meet the machete man, and for some reason, he was at a loss for words.

After a long time, Zhao Qiqiu suddenly let out a sigh of relief until the machete man took the initiative to look away with an uneasy expression, and at the same time thought, I'm so guilty, who the hell is this person?

"Well, I forgot to ask yesterday, you..."

At this moment, a trembling strange voice suddenly came from the door of the small shop: "Excuse me..."

Everyone was quiet again, looking out of the door with curious eyes.

The proprietress stopped eating melon seeds: "Ah? What are you asking, who put it there?!"

The voice outside the door trembled even more: "I'm looking for... No, please! Is the prison chief here?"

When the others didn't understand why, only Zhao Qiqiu felt a shivers down his spine and received two gazes from Xian Xianhai and the machete man at the same time. Among them, Xian Xianhai's gaze flickered, while the machete man was too calm, as if he was watching his joke?

However, Zhao Qiqiu still remembered that those goblins yelled like this last night, what kind of warden, warden Zhao, the warden, was clearly aimed at Zhao Qiqiu himself.

But having said that, what kind of weird name is this? If it's not that those goblins have lost their minds, it's because I have some special hobbies that make others call it that!

Immediately with a shock, Zhao Qiqiu's body was ahead of his reason, and he said quickly: "Not here!"

"Oh... oh oh oh, I got it right!"

Suddenly, there was no sound outside. The proprietress went out to take a look, and she was a little strange when she came back: "It's gone, I don't know where I went, who to look for, I didn't hear it clearly!"

Unexpectedly, within 10 minutes, there was another loud voice outside the door: "I heard that your lord is here, and Shan Shihou came here specially..."

Zhao Qiqiu was stunned, and said outside the door: "I don't know if I can—"

"No." Zhao Qiqiu murmured.

The loud voice choked, and the next second, there was no sound outside again.

The proprietress was also dumbfounded, she looked at the empty door and muttered: "What's going on, who's coming here? What are you talking about?"

After a while, when Zhao Qiqiu was nervous, there was another thin voice hesitating: "Prison..."

Zhao Qiqiu lifted the thick curtain and strode out.

The thing outside the door was frightened out of his wits, before Zhao Qiqiu could concentrate, a furry thing quickly disappeared around the corner.

Zhao Qiqiu: "..."

Unexpectedly, this kind of situation will be even more after nightfall. At this time, Mingminghai has moved out and lived with the machete man. Here, Zhao Qiqiu heard people knocking on the window and door all night long. At the most noisy moment, Zhao Qiqiu finally couldn't hold back, and said angrily: "Whoever disturbs me again, I will... get it!"

After a short period of flying and dancing, everything was quiet, Zhao Qiqiu slept until the morning as he wished, and as before, he was the first to get up and cut up the frozen cabbage, and finally took the mince to feed the chickens.

But when he turned his head, a man stood quietly in the corner, and he didn't know how long he looked at it.

Zhao Qiqiu frowned, and the guilt appeared again: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

After a while, Zhao Qiqiu asked: "I was a little busy picking up the goods yesterday...what's your name?"

The man heard the words but didn't answer, instead he walked towards Zhao Qiqiu, until they were face to face, he said: "Xingminglou, my name is Mingminglou."

"Xian? Bright Ming? Which building?" Zhao Qiqiu was a little taken aback: "Could it be that you and Xianhai are...?"

"Zhao Qiqiu," the machete man said, "Come with me somewhere."

"Why should I..."

"Dare you?"

"Where?"

When he came to the mountain for the second time, Zhao Qiqiu obviously felt that the atmosphere around him was different from the night before, there were no more weird shadows scurrying around, not to mention, this winter, there are chirping birds, and the surroundings are full of spring?

When Zhao Qiqiu came back to his senses, he found that Mingminglou brought him to that hot spring again.

The barrier disappeared, hot white smoke floated up the tall treetops, and the hot spring water was filled back into the pool. When the two of them appeared, they were pale, wearing shackles, and wearing extra thick clothes, which could be called airtight. The woman hurriedly greeted her: "You two, my lords!"

"did you find it?"

Zhao Qiqiu heard Mingminglou's calm question.

The women were startled, and looked at each other in blank dismay, and one of them twitched, "It's said to be found soon, but the time is too short..."

Just as she was talking, an extremely excited voice came from a distance: "Fifth Sister!!"

Zhao Qiqiu's eyes lit up when he saw the goblin in front of him: "Could it be found?!"

"Yes, I found it, I really found it!!"

The goblins who were taking care of the eggs in the pool were all overjoyed for a moment, and Zhao Qiqiu even heard one of the goblins blowing a rainbow fart: "Master Jail is indeed a blessed man!"

Immediately, the yelling came closer, and everyone could hear it clearly, she said: "...It's also strange, as soon as I looked for it, it appeared by itself, and asked me to bring it..."

Zhao Qiqiu was in a fog all the way, and glanced at Mingminglou. The latter was still unpredictable, but he seemed to be in a good mood?

Not long after, Mingminglou led the way, and Zhao Qiqiu followed naturally.

I don't know why, anyway, every time Mingminglou said a word, he couldn't raise his vigilance, and at this time too, he followed him out of nowhere.

"Okay." Mingminglou stopped: "It should only recognize you, go there by yourself."

Zhao Qiqiu already felt that the air around him became cooler and more humid. It was two completely different experiences from being at the side of the hot spring pool where the fragrance was blowing and the wind was blowing.

He also knew that something was going to happen, and after looking at Mingminglou, Zhao Qiqiu still followed the simple intuition in his heart, pushed aside the thick grass leaves, and walked forward.

It was already early morning, but the further we walked, the darker the surroundings became, and instead of light, it became a glowing light.

These fluorescent lights constitute extremely beautiful and imaginary flowers, which grow out of the grass blades and sway without wind as if they were underwater.

At this time, Zhao Qiqiu's feet suddenly felt cold, and when he lowered his head, he realized that the shoes on both feet had been soaked in shallow puddles. The puddle was getting deeper and deeper, and when he stopped, a small pond appeared in front of him surrounded by tree shadows.

A faint, dreamlike blue light was reflected on the water surface. This blue light was clearly a phantom, but it actually penetrated the water surface in turn and became something like a wick, standing upright under the water surface, illuminating a pool of water transparently.

Zhao Qiqiu approached, looked at the bottom of the water, and unconsciously suffocated.

I saw a big black fish in the water, the whole body was black and black, like a silhouette, except that there were many blue whiskers floating around the fish's lips, swimming around leisurely.

As it circled the field for two weeks, it seemed to be showing itself, and finally stopped in front of Zhao Qiqiu before he could see clearly that it was probably a catfish as big as a small boat.

Zhao Qiqiu asked himself in his heart, how big is this iron pot...Suddenly, a sense of drowsiness surged up, his eyes went dark, and the next second his whole body felt cold, and he fell into the water.

Fortunately, he didn't feel stuffy at all, and it didn't take long before something cold and slippery under him supported him.

For a time, blessed to the soul, many miscellaneous things emerged from the depths of consciousness.

In a trance, Zhao Qiqiu went up and down like this for a long time, until he heard exclamations, screams, and someone shouted: "My mother——"

He opened his eyes suddenly.

The ceiling was mottled and yellowed, but the surrounding wallpaper was new. He had already returned to his bed in the village.

Turning over, Zhao Qiqiu closed his eyes again under the warm blanket—ah, so sleepy.

There was a polite knock on the door, and Mingminglou's voice came in: "Are you awake?"

"..."

Mingminglou said indifferently: "The road is cleared, I still have a task, I have to..."

The door opened.

Zhao Qiqiu was wrapped in a quilt sleepily, stood at the door and looked at him for a moment, and then said: "Are you angry?"

Mingminglou expressionless: "A little bit."

"Miss me?"

Mingminglou stared at him for a while before saying, "I really want to."

Zhao Qiqiu laughed immediately, but this smile seemed to activate some kind of switch, Mingminglou suddenly stepped forward, carried the quilt with him, and closed the door with his backhand when he entered the room.

Not 2 minutes after getting up, he was thrown back again. In the next second, his body sank, his eyes darkened, his lips became hot, and his hands were tightly clenched by the other hand. Zhao Qiqiu only had time to utter a short syllable, and his spinal cord itched , My head is hot, I don't know what night it is!

In the chaos, Zhao Qiqiu vaguely thought: There is no end to one kiss, after this...?

When he was almost unable to hold back, there was a careful knock on the door: "Well, brother Zhao... are you awake? Someone came from outside yesterday, and there is someone looking for you!"

"Cough...wake up! Wait for me!"

Finally able to get up, Zhao Qiqiu dodged the scorching gaze of Minglou behind him, remembered and asked: "How did I come back?"

Mingminglou must be in a great mood right now, because he actually smiled and said, "You'll know when you go out."

Zhao Qiqiu suddenly had a bad premonition. When he tidied up and walked through the small courtyard with Mingminglou, he inadvertently glanced at the room next to him. Unexpectedly, through the window of the courtyard, he saw a man with a bruised nose and a swollen face. It was handcuffed to the anti-theft railing on the other side.

After a pause, Zhao Qiqiu finally remembered: "How did he find it?"

"Traditional method." Minglou said without changing his expression, "Because he seriously obstructed official duties, he has been arrested."

Remembering that the villagers frantically contacted the police station and took pictures of themselves, Zhao Qiqiu suddenly realized: "Don't let him run away."

This murderer took advantage of his amnesia to... um, confession, why don't you tell Mingming Lou?Otherwise, I always feel that Mingming Hai will not survive tomorrow.

A little smile appeared in Mingminglou's eyes again.

After taking a few more glances into the room, Zhao Qiqiu suddenly felt that Ming Xianhai was not in a miserable state, and it was okay to go in and mend a few feet...

Of course, there are more important things now, so he can only reluctantly give up this idea, and when the two arrived at the shop in front of the house, Zhao Qiqiu received countless complicated gazes in an instant.

The proprietress Lili even withdrew her hand that was about to pat him on the shoulder, and instead shook hands with him heavily: "Zhao Er! I didn't know your identity before, hehe...well, are you hungry? Yo..."

The elders and aunts who usually see him around now look at him with such loving eyes, and there are some who are less courageous, showing expressions of awe from a distance, especially Li Gaoshou, who has also been discharged from the hospital. Staring at him excitedly, with two bottles of Liuliangye under his armpits, when he saw Zhao Qiqiu, he immediately flapped his hands and patted the wine bottle eagerly.

The warmth that Zhao Qiqiu felt when he got out of the bed suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly the door curtain was lifted, and a gust of cold wind blew into the room, which quickly heated up again. Zhao Qiqiu and Sun Jianhang who came in stared at each other for a long time. Sun Jianhang said, "How are you?"

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