Be sure to take Yin Ping away!

Chen Fei looked at Yin Ping's departing figure, and his mind was always crooked.

Of course, Chen Fei does not bend, and accepting Yin Ping is not to put him in the backyard, but to make Yin Ping completely obedient to him, not to maintain the relationship between the two like now, but just a matter that Chen Fei still doesn't understand.

A subordinate like Yin Ping, who is strong in martial arts, doesn't talk much nonsense, and loyally executes orders, if he lets him go, Chen Fei will most likely regret it for the rest of his life, and he may not live for a lifetime

Yin Ping went back to Chengfu to get a guitar for Chen Fei, Chen Fei lay comfortably on the bed, in order to force himself to fall asleep, looking at the ceiling boring counting sheep.

One, two, three, four, one hundred and twenty-two, five hundred thirty-seven, one thousand four hundred and fifty-six

For a long time, a sad and indignant shout came out in a small remote room in Dali Temple: "! Who said that counting sheep can cure insomnia? I greet your grandmother! ”

At sunset, Sun Fujia sneakily entered the prison of Dali Temple with a pair of people dressed in fancy clothes.

The sergeant guarding was a little strange to see Sun Zhengqing bringing so many people who looked like actors to the cell, but he didn't ask too much and let them in directly.

After Sun Fujia left, a little sergeant Sun Fujia glanced in the direction he was walking, retracted his head and winked at the people around him, and said with a lewd smile: "Hey, you say, is Lord Sun too lonely tonight, and called a pair of bands to help out the fun?" ”

"Smack!" The little sergeant was slapped in the face and spun around a few times before stopping.

The officer shouted at the little sergeant: "Don't chew on the root of your tongue, if Lord Sun hears it, I'm sure I won't arrest you in and taste what it's like to be in a prison cell!" ”

The little sergeant covered his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Yes, the little one doesn't dare." ”

Sun Fujia led a band team to the old room where the prisoners were held in a covert manner, and ordered the band team to be let in, and the narrow open space in front of the cell was suddenly crowded.

"You guys can play, you can do anything, the louder the better, by the way, divide into two teams, one team is tired of playing, change to the other team. A few of you, watch them! Sun Fujia pointed to the inexplicable guard on the side and said.

"What is this going to do, my lord?" A pawn dared to step forward and ask.

Sun Fujia sighed, with a leisurely expression: "I don't know what to do, anyway, just do it, you can start playing." ”

The band was ordered to divide into two groups, one of which went out to rest first, and the other team began to play in the cell beating gongs and drums. The once quiet cell suddenly became lively, and the cacophony of music spread far and wide, even the prisoners in the main cell heard it.

All of a sudden, the prisoners were excitedly banging on the wooden railings and shouting loudly.

"Hahaha! Lao Tzu can still hear music in his cell? Lao Tzu has never been so chic outside! ”

"That's right, what kind of madness is Dali Temple smoking today? Are the officials' brains broken? ”

"Hey! Do you think there will be beautiful little girls in the band outside? Hahahaha! ”

The voice of a wolf animal suddenly pushed the atmosphere in the prison to a climax, and everyone was slapping on the wooden railing and shouting, "! ! ! Oh oh oh! ”

The shouting of the prisoners was immediately taken seriously by the jailers, and the warden immediately sent people out to check what was happening outside, who had invited the band to sing gongs and drums, and at the same time, arranged for the jailers to silence these noisy prisoners!

The so-called "quiet down" means violent discipline.

One by one, the jailers with long whips rushed into the prison and saw the prisoners lying on the wooden fence shouting and screaming and patting indiscriminately, and they looked at their faces with a whip.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

"Fuck, I'll let you scream!" The jailer swung his whip and whipped the prisoners in the cell, and for a moment, the roars of madness and the groans of pain resounded in the small cell.

It only lasted for a moment, and all the prisoners in the prison were quiet, and no one dared to make a sound, and quietly squatted in their original positions.

No matter how fierce the prisoners are, they can only be controlled and obeyed by the guards in the cells.

Because of the death of several important prisoners, the warden was beaten with a board, and served for a crime, and a year's salary was deducted, so his original mood was extremely melancholy, and he encountered such a thing, which can be said to have completely blown up his temper.

At this moment, he was carrying a whip and walking around the cell with fierce eyes, and suddenly he raised the whip in his hand, slapped the wooden fence fiercely, and roared: "You have behaved very badly today! Noisy noisy noisy! Nonsense! No one had dinner to eat! If you fuck with Lao Tzu again! Don't even think about eating tomorrow! ”

With that, the warden left the stinking, dirty, and sinful cell in a huff. The loud music outside was still eerily wafting in the cell, unlike last time, this time it was quiet in the cell, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard quietly.

"What? Is it the band team invited by Master Sun? No, this is a prison cell, what does he ask the band team to do? The warden asked in surprise.

Cai He spread his hands: "You don't care about this matter, I can't figure it out now, but everyone is invited, you have to give it a try, you should be optimistic tonight, don't riot again."

"Hey!" The warden sighed loudly and said helplessly: "With such a loud instrument, it seems that no one wants to sleep tonight." ”

Cai He rubbed his temples and said helplessly: "It's not, don't talk about it, I'm going to find a place to try to sleep for a while, and I have to interrogate the prisoner tonight." ”

"Interrogation at night?"

"Don't ask so much, anyway, I'll go to sleep first." Cai He went out in a blink of an eye and found a place to sleep.

"There's something wrong with it." The warden muttered, squinting at the sound of the instrument and humming.

"Ha~Huh~Ha~Huh~" Chen Fei slept very sweetly on the bed, did he still chew it, chew it, and say a few vague dream words.

"Squeak~" The door was pushed open.

"Who!" Chen Fei was so shocked that he sat up directly.

Yin Ping was slightly surprised, he didn't expect Chen Fei's alertness to be quite high, and his movements were so light that he could wake him up. "It's me, Yin Ping."

Yin Ping stepped forward to light a candle

"Huh~Ha~Huh~Ha~"

Looking up, Chen Fei sat on the bed board and fell asleep again.

"This kid." Yin Ping shook his head and stepped forward to slap Chen Fei awake.

"Who? Do? Chen Fei instantly sobered up after being slapped, and asked while covering his cheeks.

"Me."

Seeing that it was Yin Ping, Chen Fei's anger completely exploded. "You're sick, what time is it, what are you going to do to wake me up?"

"As you said, I told you to get up on the third watch, and since that's the case, then I'll go back and continue to sleep."

With that, Yin Ping turned around and left.

"Slow, slow! Just kidding, Brother Yin, I didn't wake up just now, don't mind. Chen Fei immediately rolled over from the bed and listened sideways for a while, where he could vaguely hear the band still playing.

Chen Fei smiled and said to Yin Ping: "Let's go, it's time to show your real skills!" ”'