Chapter 322: Could it be that this is the meal on the road?

In a small room behind the lobby of the county office.

A red candle was covered with a light lampshade, and although the room was small, it was not simple, with beds, tables, and tea cups.

Song Xinyi leaned on the carved hanging tent bed, didn't take off her shoes on her feet, shook at the edge of the bed, squinted at the plum blossom magpie embroidered on the top of the tent, and put a bowl of winter dates in her hand, stuffing one into her mouth from time to time, and then spit out the core with a pop.

She had a fight with Boss Yang and was taken to the county hall by others, but this Zhao Zhixian seemed to be confused this time, and only listened to Boss Yang's nonsense all the way, and she was dragged to the bottom of her by nonsense, and she was imprisoned at that time.

But this Zhao Zhixian is really strange, saying that he was imprisoned, but he just took himself through the prison for a while, and soon transferred himself to this small room, although the outside is also locked, there is really no way to enter and exit freely, but the people who serve are wave after wave, there is no slackness, and they are quite respectful.

First of all, he sent two handsome young ladies to wash his face, and also applied medicine to the red, swollen and bruised parts of his face, and sent a big brother to bring him a lunch of four dishes and one soup.

Is this condition, this life, still like being in prison?

Song Xinyi muttered in her heart for a day, but all the people who came to serve had their mouths locked very tightly, just pursed their lips and smiled, and couldn't ask anything, she first enjoyed it with a swagger, but at night, gnawing on the fragrant fried chicken legs, an ominous premonition suddenly hit......

Could it be that this is the road meal that Zhao Zhixian gave her, right?

Isn't it all played like this in TV dramas, before the prisoners die, they all have to eat a full meal and drink a pot of good wine......

However, although it is illegal to beat people, it will not cost you your life, this Zhao Zhixian is going to take people's lives!

Thinking of this, Song Xinyi couldn't eat the winter dates in her hand anymore, she sat up with a hula, hurriedly jumped out of bed, pounced on the door locked from the outside, shook her body, and shouted loudly.

"People, come on! I want to see that dog officer! Hurry up and open the door and take me to see Zhao Zhixian! ”

"Squeak......

The door opened.

A man stood outside the door, looking at her apologetically.

Isn't this Zhao Zhixian?

Song Xinyi was surprised, and said that Cao Cao Cao Cao would arrive, this dog official's speed is so fast, could it be that it is a coincidence that it is time to send herself on the road?

That's not okay, life counts at all times!

At this critical moment, of course, it is necessary to seize the opportunity and launch a counteroffensive!

She immediately made a decision, rushed forward with an arrow step, quickly pinched Zhao Delong's neck with both hands, and roared with glaring eyes.

"Dog officer, I have already seen that you are secretly colluding with that surnamed Yang and want to kill me, but Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian, if you want to secretly dispose of Lao Tzu today, it will be a dream!"

"Little boy, what are you doing here? When did I say I was going to dispose of you......"

Zhao Delong was caught off guard and was strangled by his neck, only to feel that although this young man was small, his strength was amazing, his neck was pinched by him, he could hardly breathe, his face was red, and he struggled to distinguish.

How could Song Xinyi believe his nonsense, she gritted her teeth in anger.

"Are you still pretending to me? Let me tell you, your old life is now in my hands, if you don't let Lao Tzu go home, grandma's, Lao Tzu will die with you! ”

"Cheng'er, stop it!"

An eager voice sounded next to her, Song Xinyi was startled, turned her head to look, and couldn't help but be surprised.

It's a mother! Fall in love with the literary network

"Mother, why are you here? You're here to save me? ”

Seeing the closest person at this critical juncture of life and death, Song Xinyi's heart was hot, and tears burst out of her eyes.

It's good to have a mother, and only a mother is the closest person to yourself.

But she can't snuggle up to her mother anymore, because now she has reached the point of life and death, and seeing that she is about to die with this dog official, Song Xinyi has tears in her eyes and her throat is jerky.

"Mother, don't come here, hurry up, hurry home......"

"Me, what am I going to do when I go home? You kid, what are you going to do, don't you hurry up and let go of the magistrate. ”

Ling Wang's hand was weak, and the basket in her hand almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, someone on the side quickly picked it up, she pounced, grabbed Song Xinyi's arm and screamed urgently.

Song Xinyi looked at her with red eyes and guilt, her tone was full of regret and a little indignant.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I can't be filial piety by your side, but this dog official and the rich businessman are in cahoots, and they are careless of people's lives, and Cheng'er must eliminate harm for the people!"

"Let it go, he's not here to kill you."

A clear voice came from the side, a quiet voice with a gentle but unquestionable firmness.

"Ling Juncheng, believe me, let him go, we have something to say slowly."

"Little monk? Why are you here? You are still a monk who believes in Buddha and eats fasting, why don't you follow the Buddha to practice well, but instead do not distinguish between right and wrong, and speak to this dog official? ”

Only then did Song Xinyi notice that standing next to Ling Wang's was the little novice who had seen him a few times, and although it was dark at this time, the little novice's head was very conspicuous, looking bright.

She is now at the threshold of life and death, seeing that everyone is talking to this dog official, she is very angry in her heart, so she reprimands her very unceremoniously.

Looking at her reddened little face, the vivid eyebrows and eyes, and the angry and scolding look, not only did she not feel offended, but a sense of joy rose in her heart.

I haven't seen him in a few days, and I'm still so explosive and unkind to myself.

Jiang Ci is not wrong at all, this kid is a master who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, he is docile and slippery in front of Jiang Ci, but he has always been flying and domineering in front of him, like a villain in the market.

However, he liked this presumptuous person in front of him, and when he looked at him like this, he couldn't stop being happy.

He looked at it like this, and he unconsciously lost his mind, with a smile in his dark and pure eyes, stunned.

Song Xinyi on the other side scolded angrily but didn't get a response, this little monk stared at himself like a fool, this look is simply an idiot......

She took a sip and scolded again with her eyebrows raised.

"Hey, I said that you little monk, why are you stupid again, you are really an elm pimple, no wonder you are talking to the dog official, it must be that the Buddha also thinks you are stupid and refuses to take you to the true scriptures! Hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, stupid monk! ”

"You, you shut up...... Don't, don't scold......"

The clear space on the opposite side had not yet come to his senses, but Zhao Delong, who was held hostage in the crook of his arm, reacted violently, and struggled to scream without caring about his neck being strangled.

"Don't scold...... Host...... Master......"

"Hey, what about scolding him, I'm going to kill you, you're not a good thing, I'm killing you to eliminate harm for the people!"

Song Xinyi tightened Zhao Delong's neck, and scolded more fiercely, but when she saw the little novice with a foolish smile on her face stepping forward and stretching out her hand, she didn't know how he moved, Song Xinyi only felt a soreness in her wrist, and she couldn't support it anymore.

Zhao Delong took the opportunity to escape from her hijacking, collapsed on the ground and gasped for breath, but Song Xinyi's palm was still pinched in Xiao Shami's hand, she was shocked and blurted out.

"Little monk, what kind of magic did you use on me?"