In the bright canteen of the Baita Prison District, Li Huowang ate his food with great gulps, while his mind was still thinking about what happened before.
"Dice is a smart man. He will understand that he cannot defeat Si Ming. If he wants to do something, he can only cooperate with me."
"Today, he is just a thing in front of me, a thing that can be crushed at any time."
Just as he was gradually losing his mind, something suddenly got stuck in his throat, causing his face to turn red.
Li Huowang stood up and struggled to pinch his neck with both hands.
Suddenly, a big hand slapped Li Huowang hard on the back, causing Li Huowang to open his mouth and spit out everything he had just eaten.
After Li Huowang calmed down, he lowered his head and looked at the unrecognizable table, and saw a very simple plastic figure among the vomit mixed with the food.
The little man just lay there on his side, staring straight at himself with his black and white eyes.
"This is it." Li Huowang wiped his mouth, took the thing in his hand and looked at the energy-saving lamp carefully. Then he discovered that this thing was actually the plastic man in the sandbox before.
Just when Li Huowang was wondering how this thing could appear in his meal, he suddenly saw the little plastic man in his hand speaking. "Season disaster. Season disaster! Season disaster! Stop the ink marks!"
"Drink!!" Li Huowang, covered in cold sweat, suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Li Huowang was stunned for a while before he came to his senses.
"It turns out. It turned out to be just a dream?" Li Huowang, who felt that it was a false alarm, breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the time on the wall and found that it was only three o'clock in the morning.
Li Huowang, who looked very ugly, stretched out his hand to rub his swollen temples, and couldn't help complaining about the sandbox games Yi Donglai played, which gave him nightmares.
"Season disaster!" Li Huowang suddenly turned his head, and was shocked to find that the little plastic man was standing on the bedside table next to him, glowing with fluorescence!
With a "bump" sound, Li Huowang's head slammed into the wall in his dream, causing him to wake up from the pain.
When he looked around and found that there were no plastic figures, he realized that it was a dream again and that he had encountered a dream within a dream.
Thinking of the weird dream before, Li Huowang covered his head and lay on the bed again, "Holy crap, it's fucking luminous."
For a period of time afterwards, Li Huowang lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, so he stayed up until dawn.
Today's breakfast in the Baita Ward is steamed buns and white porridge. The steamed buns are made from old noodles and are chewy and delicious.
Li Huowang, who lacked sleep, sat in a corner and ate breakfast without knowing the taste. "It's all because of Yi Donglai! I was so bored that I worshiped the sand table. It made my mind so messed up!!"
Li Huowang looked around at the other mentally ill people and thought to himself: "Dice has been sent out. As long as Dice can talk to Zhao Lei, they will probably come to rescue me when Qingwang comes."
"I hope Qing Wanglai's connections can come in handy. If a bunch of them come here to rob the prison, then I will really despise him!"
Li Huowang didn't care if Sanqing treated him as a thug. As long as the trouble could be solved, other matters could be discussed.
"But now. I'm afraid that Qingwang will come and they won't take action, so the commanders of the Dharma teaching came here in advance." Li Huowang thought of this, his expression was very hesitant and he kept looking around.
Even after arriving at this place, Li Huowang still knew what was important and what was important.
Just when he was thinking this, a figure came towards him. "Why are you back? Did something happen outside? Are you okay?"
The speaker was a familiar face, the depressed girl named Zhao Ting. It seemed that she had undergone treatment for a certain period of time and her condition had been greatly improved. She was happy to come over and say hello to Li Huowang.
Then a young man followed her. He was a manic guard. His fingers were twitching from time to time as before. "You're back? Why are you back? Did you get sick early?"
Then following him was a big and honest man, a moderately mentally retarded man whom Li Huowang had once looked down upon and helped once. "Brother, here you go, apple."
Li Huowang frowned and looked at them who came to say hello. He was a little worried for a moment. Although these people were acquaintances, there was no guarantee that they would not be incited by the enemy to rebel.
Looking at the apples on the table in front of him, Li Huowang did not take them. He had not forgotten the long needles that had been stuck on his tongue before.
"It's nothing, just a small problem. Once it's resolved, we'll go out." Li Huowang said a few casual words and left the cafeteria directly.
He had no intention of making any friends in this poor place, nor did he want to involve other people, no matter what their intentions were.
Li Huowang walked outside to the place where the wind was released, and looked outside through the barbed wire fence. When he saw that the eighteen-sided dice that he had thrown was really gone, he walked back with satisfaction.
However, before he could go back, he was stopped by the nurse and sent to the sand table room, where Yi Donglai was already waiting.
"Aren't you bored today? You're in good spirits this morning. Let's finish our work early." Yi Donglai tapped the edge of the sand table with a pen, and the little plastic man was already placed in the center of the sand table.
Looking at Yi Donglai in front of him, Li Huowang felt an impulse in his heart. He seemed to want to explain something, but in the end he said nothing. "I have to go to the toilet."
Faced with Li Huowang's request, Yi Donglai seemed very reasonable, "Go ahead, turn left and take the third door, big or small, do you want paper?"
Li Huowang went to the toilet, turned on the faucet, poured cold tap water on his face with both hands, and rubbed it vigorously.
"What must Yi Donglai mean? Can I trust him? Do I need to tell him clearly what I have experienced?"
Yi Donglai is different from others. He has helped him, and he has helped him a lot. After such a long time together, Yi Donglai does not seem to have harmed himself, but now he does not dare to gamble or put his destiny in the hands of others.
in hand.
And more importantly, Li Huowang was afraid that Yi Donglai was part of the rules. He had already been severely punished for provoking the rules before. If he was involved in the rules again this time, he might only suffer more serious side effects.
After much deliberation, Li Huowang finally decided to observe and wait for Sanqing's countermeasures.
After calming down for a while, Li Huowang returned to the sand table room, sat down on the plastic bench, and reached out to touch the little man.
Five fingers bigger than the mountain peak, accompanied by trembling and roaring sounds, and the continuous distortion and twisting of the surrounding time and space, pressed down like the top of a mountain.
"Okay, let's get started."
I'm not in good condition today, so I'll update it first, sorry.
This chapter has been completed!