Chapter 664 Corpse (16)

Listening to the prison chief said so, I was hard to say anything, so let him take off his clothes away. He asked me why, I pointed to his clothes, "The royal spirit is too heavy, it will hurt the deceased.

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He smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu, isn't it appropriate to undress here? Otherwise, I leave first, do you get over and come to me?"

I understood that he meant, so he stopped and said, "The group of prison guards have always prejudiced to you. If you leave him, you will recruit people's words, and even provoke the group of prison guards."

He thought about it, and said, "Okay, just do it according to your words."

Having said that he took off the police hat on his head and took off the police uniform on his body and revealed a healthy muscles. He said, "Is this okay?"

I nodded and didn't speak anymore. Instead, I picked up the fragrance, yellow paper, and the files that I had prepared before.

Lang Gaozhi, come to sacrifice He Yaoguang, and hope that you always open your eyes to see clearly.

Speaking, I lit a piece of yellow paper and burned at the door, and made three crickets in the ice room. Continue: "Lang Gao has something to be entangled, you can't come to sacrifice.

As I said, I lit a piece of yellow paper, and this time the yellow paper burned on the east.

After the yellow paper was burned, I froze, bowed towards the east three, sinking on my face, a palm on the door, and said sharply: "A sigh of God has no eyes, mistakenly sent a good person to prison,

The two sighs are sinister, good people have no good news, three sighs are unfair, good people are deceived by evil. "

"How? Unwilling, I can tell you that those celebrities funerals have a few hundred thousands of thousands, as many as millions." He glanced at me, sinking.

I nodded and said, "I can do so much. As for whether I can open the door, it depends on the meaning of the deceased."

After saying this, I picked up the yellow paper and put it in the position of the door again. The lighter and the yellow paper were lighted. What made me feel at ease was that the yellow paper this time was particularly quiet, and let the lighter ignite it.

As soon as I heard this sound, I was happy in my heart, so I shouted to the prison chief, "Open."

I smiled and said, "This is good, much better than those hypocritical gentlemen."

Speaking, I sighed heavily, and the prison man seemed to say something. I immediately stopped at him and motioned for him not to speak.

Speaking, I took out the lighter and slipped a few times, and I was ready to lit yellow paper. Where did I know? The yellow paper moved inexplicably and fell down.

"Xiao Jiu, you are really like Zhigang, it's amazing!" The prison director couldn't care about the smell of smoke of his throat, holding my shoulders, haha: "Made, this time, always always

Calculated a sigh of breath, and see what the group of prison guards can say. "

"Xiao Jiu, this is fine?" The prison chief saw me never talking, and came over.

When I saw this, I secretly said that it was not good, so I pointed at the direction in the prison commander, and Shen Sheng said: "Who can you always see who comes?"

"It is the highest leader of the entire prison, Cui Zhiming, Cui Jae is also." I said to myself, "You must see clearly, Cui Jae is upright. After knowing your old things,

Take off the police uniforms on your body just for your peace of mind. "

He seemed to see my doubts, he smiled and said: "Xiaojiu, I am a soldier, I have the bad habits of a soldier, don't take it wrong!"

While burning the yellow paper, I remained silent, staring intently at the three pillars of fragrance. To me, the fragrance was not just fragrance, but a way for the dead to express information to the living.

As soon as he said this, he laughed even more and quickly handed me a cigarette and said, "Xiaojiu, let me tell you, don't be an Eight Immortal in the countryside anymore. Go and hold funerals for those celebrities. Once you can get promoted,

Your reputation can improve your life, and maybe you can even enter the metaphysics association."

"Such a wicked door?" He glanced at the door and asked doubtfully: "There are so many people who have not opened this door. How can you burn a few pieces of yellow paper to open the door?"

After burning for about a minute, the yellow paper was completely burned, leaving not even a single edge of the yellow paper.

After saying that, I tore He Yaoguang's file into pieces, lit it, and burned the yellow paper along with it.

Hearing this, he immediately ran over to me, pushed me away, held the door, pushed it gently, and the door opened. A particularly choking smell of smoke rushed towards me, which made me choke.

Coughed several times.

I shook my head and said nothing.

I don’t know how long it took, but the fragrance finally burned out. I bowed three times towards the ice room and three times towards the east. Then I walked to the door, stretched out my hand and gently held the door head, and held it tightly.

He exhaled a breath, slowly exerted force, and heard a "click" sound, which was the sound of the door being pushed open.

He came over understandingly and nodded towards me without saying a word.

"That's right, because of your mentality, I'm determined to be your friend." He was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Later, he said some more words to me, which were all nonsense. I said a few words to him in the spirit of chatting.

Seeing this, I felt happy. I quickly lit the remaining yellow paper and burned it at the door. I also lit the fragrance and inserted it on both sides of the yellow paper. Finally, I raised the file in my hand and said in a deep voice:

"Since ancient times, people have died with debts in vain. Xiaojiu is here

I will tear up your old file bag here. I hope you will never forget about your grudges and grudges during your lifetime and escape to the reincarnation as soon as possible. As for your old man’s posthumous affairs, Xiaojiu will take charge of it for Lang Gao and take over it with all his strength.

I hope you have a good life in the next life."

Hearing these words, I was stunned. Before, he had a leader's style, but in the blink of an eye, he turned into a lot of swear words. Frankly speaking, for a while, I couldn't accept his change.

I didn't speak, and I didn't want to speak. I kept staring at the fragrance.

I gave it up and said, "People must know how to be content. I am very satisfied with my current life. As for doing funerals for famous people, just let it go. If you have a chance, just accept it. If you don't, it doesn't matter."

Seeing this, I breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the third piece of yellow paper, folded it in half, placed it on the door handle, lit it, and sighed: "Even if there are all kinds of injustices in the world, how can it be worth a piece of yellow paper?"

I hope all your grudges and grudges during your lifetime will be burned up along with the yellow paper."

After talking for a while, I couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued like this, he would talk endlessly.

So, I stopped looking at him and said, "Warden, let's go to the ice room and do some business first?"

He was stunned and apologized: "Oh, I talk a lot. When I meet a friend I can talk to, I can't help but talk a few more words."

Speaking, he made a request to me and said, "Little Nine Brothers, please!"
Chapter completed!