I don't know how long it took, Xiaoshuang finally woke up quietly, stretched out his hand, sat up, and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas! I don't know how long I slept on the floor, but I went back to the house and slept comfortably in the bed. ”

As soon as I stood up, I turned my head to see that there was still a person lying on the ground.

A heroic Chinese face, lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, flat nose, and a small flat head.

With a golden ratio of 1.68 meters and a set of Bruce Lee sportswear, this is a perfect match in Xiaoshuang's heart.

However, Xiaoshuang couldn't care about self-absorption at this time, and with a buzz in his head, a thought flashed through his mind, and his soul left his body. This is what he has seen in the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, but now it has really happened to him.

These thoughts only flashed in Xiaoshuang's mind for a second, and he immediately didn't dare to hesitate, and lay down in his original posture, hoping to be able to reunite with the flesh.

When he got up again, he found that it was still like this, so he wondered if the overlap time was too short, so the soul could not go back, so he lay down and got up and got up and up and down and got up and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up

"Does it work?"

"It's useless."

Xiaoshuang replied casually, and then thought about it, how could someone ask himself, maybe he could find the answer to the soul reformation in the person who asked, a clever one, and hurriedly got up.

I saw two people in black police uniforms, one fat and one thin, standing above their heads, but the black police uniforms were not written with police words, but with a big prison word written.

Xiaoshuang thought to himself that if he wanted to go back, he might only be able to fall on them, so he hurriedly took it out of his pocket.

"Hey" The pack of cigarettes from the Yellow Crane Tower was still there, and he hurriedly took out the cigarettes and handed them over.

The two didn't refuse, and took the cigarette and put it on their lips.

Xiaoshuang hurriedly took out a lighter, lit it, and lit it for the two.

To Xiaoshuang's surprise, the firelight emitted by the lighter was not the kind of red and blue flame, but a kind of green and faint, panic-seeping phosphorus fire, if Xiaoshuang hadn't heard a lot of ghost stories since childhood, he would have thrown down the lighter and ran as far as he could.

But in order to be able to return to the body, he dared to ask a respectful question.

"May I ask the two eldest brothers, do you know how to go back?"

"I can't go back, the two of us were ordered by the judge to pick up your soul and enter the underworld." The fat cop took a drag on his cigarette and replied.

Xiaoshuang listened to the fat policeman's use, but he didn't use it, he should seem to be easy to speak, so he had the courage to smile and said: "The two big brothers are not joking, folklore says that black and white are impermanent, and the bull head and horse face take the soul of the person, I think the two big brothers are so handsome, they are definitely not like that." ”

"Huh! It turns out that it's still a sycophant, and we don't eat this set. For the sake of your sycophants, I'll tell you!

The black and white Impermanence is our chief leader, and it is not as exaggerated as folklore says, with a high hat, a long neck, and a long tongue, which are nothing more than propaganda used by religion to guide people to goodness. Besides, adults don't have time to come and catch a little ghost like you. The fat cop said.

The policeman had been smoking a cigarette next to him, and now that he had finished smoking a cigarette, he threw away the butt of his cigarette and shouted impatiently.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, it's almost time, hurry up and take him back for a good deal."

"Well, then verify your identity first, so as not to catch the wrong one."

The fat policeman threw his cigarette butt, took out a document from the briefcase he was carrying crossbody, and read it.

Name: Zhen Wushuang, Gender: Male, Nationality: Han nationality, born on August 1, 198x, home address: Zhenwan, Zhenjia Village, Liangcheng City, Hubei Province, resident ID number: 4.......

Xiaoshuang's heart was half cold, and he thought, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's like the public security bureau checking the household registration, make this clear, Lao Tzu is young, is he dead like this? My parents gave birth to such a son as me, do you want them to send white-haired people to black-haired people, and I still want to give them l pension to the end! I can't die, I can't die.

"Isn't that right?" The fat cop asked

"No, no, you see that this place is all wrong, obviously the wrong person. Besides, I haven't killed a chicken in Dalian since I was a child, so I won't be so short-lived, I'm this year

He was only twenty-eight years old. I still believe in Buddhism, go and take those who kill people and set fires! Amitabha, Amitabha......"

"Well, twenty-eight years old, age right. Address? The information is the original address, and now it is a unit of 18 buildings in Zhenjia New District, well, it's all right. ”

The fat policeman looked at the information and said to himself, his tense face relaxed a lot.

"Take people."

The fat policeman spoke.

Hearing this, the policeman pounced.

Xiaoshuang saw that he couldn't bluff anymore, and he stopped reciting Amitabha, turned around and took a step and was about to run, but his feet were like stepping on cotton, soft, and he couldn't take a step at all.

In this way, he was thrown to the ground by the thin policeman, arrested, and handcuffed.

"You let go of me, let go of me, I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child, the two eldest brothers are fine, let me go! I went back to set up immortal tablets for the two eldest brothers, and offered them every day.

Xiaoshuang is struggling endlessly, and there are many nonsense.

"Boy, play tricks with us, you're still a little tender. If you want to run, no way. It is impossible for you, a freshly dead soul, to adapt to the environment of the underworld immediately, just like an earthling walking on the moon. The policeman laughed.

"Let's go."

The fat policeman walked over, and together with the policeman, he picked up the little pair who was still dying and struggling on the left and right and ran forward.

"There are trees, there are trees, bumped, bumped."

Xiaoshuang was frightened in his heart, in fact, he didn't have the heart now, it was just a feeling of facing fright.

"You are now a soul body, you have left the material world, there is nothing to worry about, and you will not die again."

The fat policeman grabbed someone, seemed to be in a good mood, and explained to Xiaoshuang.

"Two big brothers, do you want to verify it again, I haven't stolen or robbed since I was a child, I haven't killed chickens, I haven't killed ducks, I really haven't done anything bad, I think you must have caught the wrong one." Xiaoshuang still wants to try harder.

"Whether we do bad things or not, it has nothing to do with us, that is the law of the world, all we have to do is to obey the orders of the superiors to take people, and when you get to the underworld, the judge will give you a judgment. Okay, let's not talk about it, it's here. The fat cop said.

On this way, it is a mountain and a water, and it is like a light skill in a movie, and in an instant, it is thousands of miles away. The two of them sandwiched themselves, so that Xiaoshuang couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, but they felt that the sky was always a dim and dark color, and it had never changed since they set off.

"Hey, there's a man on the ground." A woman's voice exclaimed.

"Then why don't you take a flashlight on your mobile phone." A man's voice next to him reminded.

The phone's light finally came on, shining on the man lying on the ground.

"It's Xiaoshuang. Let's drink too much again! A smell of wine. I remember one time last year, it was lying in the carport. Look at it, and say that it's not good for me to let you drink, and to lie on the ground like him like a dead pig, okay? ”

This woman took Xiaoshuang as a negative teaching material and showed the man to explain.

The man couldn't stand this accusation either, and pointed to Xiao Shuangdao, who was sleeping like a dead pig on the ground.

"You don't want to overturn a boatload of people with one shot, okay, when will I drink to him like this?"

"That's not what I'm reminding you all the time."

The woman said.

Speaking of which, all the credit is due to the woman's discipline, and the man is a little speechless,

I didn't bother to argue with the woman anymore.

"You look at him, I'll go to the second floor and ask his parents to help him up." After the man finished speaking, he went upstairs and called someone.

"Bang bang."

"You've lost your brain, and you forgot to take the key, haven't you? I'll put on some clothes and open the door for you. Little Shuang's mother yelled in the house.

"Aunt Wu, I'm not Xiaoshuang, I'm Jia Wuqian upstairs, I just came back from the night shift with my daughter-in-law, and I saw your Xiaoshuang sleeping in the stairwell below, so I came over and called you."

"Oh, it's Xiao Jia! Thank you so much! I went down at once and helped him up. ”

Xiaoshuang's mother got dressed, opened the door and walked out, ready to go downstairs.

"I don't think you can help him, he is lying on the ground and sleeping like a "dead" mud, and he can't help him. Jia had no money and was ready to say that he slept like a dead pig, and immediately felt that something was wrong, and he had an idea and changed it to mud.

Xiao Shuang's mother thought about it, Xiao Jia was able to inform herself, she had done her duty as a neighbor, and she would thank others later, how could she still trouble others! called out to Xiaoshuang's father.

"Lao Zhen, Lao Zhen, you can still sleep, Xiaoshuang is lying in the ladder! Get up quickly, give me a hand, and help him up, and I'll go down first." ”

"Here, here, I'm getting dressed! He hasn't drunk a few times in a year, don't worry, don't worry. Lao Zhen, the little father, said with relief.

After a while, an old man with a face of the Chinese character of Mu Na followed him downstairs while carrying his pants and belt.

"Why did you come down?"

Jia Youqian and his daughter-in-law were a little anxious, after all, she was a person who had just finished the night shift, and no one could bear it when she fell asleep. This also made Xiaoshuang's parents feel a little unhappy.

Jia Youqian listened to his daughter-in-law's urging, and immediately understood and said politely.

"Is there anything else Uncle Zhen needs help with? It's okay, let's go to bed first, you see it's not too early. ”

"It's okay, it's okay, this matter is really bothering you, let Xiaoshuang pick up your husband and wife for dinner another day, and thank you in person." Xiaoshuang's mother said politely.

"What is this to say, upstairs and downstairs, neighbors should help each other, and what words of thanks." Jia Youqian smiled and said politely, attracting an appreciative look from his daughter-in-law.

Lao Zhen squatted down, patted his son's face, and shouted while patting: "Xiaoshuang, Xiaoshuang." ”

Because Lao Zhen shouted very loudly behind him, the hearts of the three people around him were all pinched, and they realized that the matter was serious, and Jia Youqian and his wife, who were about to move their feet upstairs, did not dare to move their feet, but still stood aside to help.

Lao Zhen held up his son's head with his hand, and suddenly found that his palm was sticky, so he took out his hand to take a look through the light of his mobile phone.

"Blood, it's blood."

The little mother sat down on the ground with her buttocks, and her tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Lao Zhen looked frightened, and said with some trembling: "Quick, hit 120, call 120." ”