Qin Liangyu angrily snatched his coat from the fairy policeman and put it on his body.
Walked out of the narrow cell.
In less than a month, he also lost a lot of weight...
He had no choice but to live in a narrow space for a long time without any freedom. Every day he practiced except for practice. He had never been so diligent in his life... But what could he do if he didn't practice? Prisons never have to consider the psychology of prisoners.
Health, that kind of narrow environment can drive people crazy.
These bastards treated me like a prisoner.
Qin Liangyu gritted his teeth and thought to himself, wait until I get out. I will take care of you fairy police one by one. Bastard... unexpectedly...
"Okay, don't be angry. Fortunately, the murderer has reappeared and the grievances on you have been cleared. Otherwise, you might still have to live in there and not be able to get out."
Qin Cheng said softly to his only son with a concerned look on his face.
Seeing that his son had lost a lot of weight, he felt quite distressed, but his energy was much stronger. It could be seen that during this period, he did not go out to work like ordinary prisoners, but was only kept in solitary confinement.
That's all.
On the contrary, not to mention that his son is just a suspicion, given his own relationship, he cannot be wronged here.
"But I was wrongly accused and imprisoned for more than a month..."
Qin Liangyu said angrily: "Dad, are you planning to just let it go?!"
"Of course we can't just let it go, but the current situation is special. The murderer has already taken at least dozens of lives in his hands. To cause trouble at this time is to seek death!"
Qin Cheng whispered: "Be patient for now, and dad will help you vent your anger later."
After speaking in a low voice, a hearty smile appeared on his face, and he laughed loudly: "At least, the grievances have been washed away, and we are safe, hahahaha... Just be happy, Liangyu, when you get back, dad will help you take care of yourself."
Celebrate."
Qin Liangyu snorted softly after hearing this, but the expression on his face relaxed unconsciously. He looked back at the cage where he had been locked up for almost a month. It was only one meter wide and narrow, not as spacious as the corridor.
All the poop and urine were in there, it was simply not a place for people to live.
As I thought about it, a look of lingering fear appeared on my face unconsciously.
And looking at the father and son, they were in a happy mood.
Zhao Yuntian, who accompanied Qin Cheng, also smiled. He had no choice but to do so. The Qin Group had a huge business and paid a lot of light tax for a year. If he offended them, he would be under a lot of pressure.
Fortunately...
Just as he was thinking about it, the terminal rang. He picked it up and listened to a few words, and a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.
After a long silence, he said softly: "Okay, I understand."
Glancing at Qin Zheng who was laughing loudly, he hesitated and said: "Um...what...Mr. Qin, maybe...your son can't leave yet."
Qin Cheng, who was laughing to himself, was startled, his voice suddenly stopped, and he said angrily: "Why?"
"because……"
Zhao Yuntian smiled bitterly and said: "Because the expert reported it anonymously again, saying that someone might be looking for someone to pretend to be a murderer in order to help someone clear their grievances... This... In short, depending on your financial resources, you can do this
In fact, it is not difficult, so... you are also suspected. Of course, this is just suspicion and you do not need to be detained, but maybe, we will also send fairy police to monitor you day and night."
Qin Cheng: "………………………………………………"
“Is it my fault that I’m so fucking rich?!”
Qin Cheng couldn't help roaring angrily.
Zhao Yuntian sighed: "In short, monks cannot be offended. Mr. Qin, you must understand that all technologies and service facilities exist for monks... monks are only under the government, but we are not the government. We are not offended."
I’m sorry, please come and ask Mr. Zhao to come in!”
"I don't want to go in, I don't want to go in anymore, why do you give me hope and then make me despair? I don't want to... don't go in..."
Qin Liangyu screamed in horror, like a poor quail waiting to be slaughtered, which had just escaped from the cage and was sent in again.
"Liangyu..."
Qin Cheng said angrily: "Who is targeting our father and son?! Who is it? I have never offended a monk..."
Zhao Yuntian smiled bitterly and said: "I just don't know, that's why it's scary... Maybe the other party is just a monk in the foundation building stage, so it's nothing... But maybe it's the golden elixir? Or even, what if it's Nascent Soul... Lao Qin
, the grievance is just grievance, don’t take risks.”
Qin Cheng: "………………………………………………"
Looking at Qin Liangyu who was lying behind the bars and crying bitterly to him, Qin Cheng had a look of regret on his face and sighed in annoyance: "I shouldn't have given my son a fake medical record."
At this time, in the Lingka store.
Su Xian turned off the terminal and said to himself: "Today, I will let you see the anger of our Chaoyang people, and I will report you to death!"
At that moment, my mood instantly improved as the spirit card was not sold.
sit down……
Continue making spirit cards.
He only produced three or four cards a day. There was nothing he could do about it. Yuan Shu thought it was a level 1 spirit card, but in fact, the card he made was a level 2 spirit card.
Save up more. If the advertisement is really put out, it may be sold out in a day or two. Don't be short of supply by then.
As for the somewhat monotonous thing about the Thunder Flame Spirit Card alone...
There are only two spells that I know, one is Thunder Flame and the other is Light and Shadow Prison, but Light and Shadow Prison is a level 3 spell, and it has nothing to do with the production of spirit cards that I subscribe to.
It's not that simple.
Once you have enough cards, try something else.
Su Xian remained calm and continued making level 2 spirit cards.
His current speed is already able to achieve one card per hour, and even the breakpoint is only one or two points... This is still due to the lack of true energy. If he breaks through in cultivation, he can even make zero breakpoints.
Maybe the perfect spiritual card!
They rested, made, rested again, made again... and sold a few more spirit cards intermittently. No one had seen the spirit cards they had made, but the high price on them made them retreat in an instant, and even
I don't want to even try to test the attack power.
Sure enough, there are still relatively few rich people.
Wait until night...
Four Thunder Flame Spirit Cards.
The one with the lowest attack power is also moving at 3800. Obviously, the fourth one is actually a bit reluctant.
Su Xian rubbed her pale cheeks and looked at the time. It was already five forty...
After paying attention for a long time, my eyes are a little sore. Under the stimulation of the original version of the True Yuan Guiyuan Jue in the body, it has been continuously consumed and restored. Now, it has become more pure. This way of consuming all the own True Yuan and then letting it go.
The slow recovery method is much faster than practicing, but the body is too uncomfortable.
I rested for a while and waited until six o'clock to recover 40% of my true energy...
Su Xian stood up and picked up a spirit card he made to defend himself. There was no way. Although murderers basically wreaked havoc in the middle of the night, monsters in the heartbeat stage were unpredictable. In fact, they might not even know they were
What did you do when your inner demons were at work?
Who knows if he will be unlucky?
It’s not wrong to use a spirit card to defend yourself...