After Tang Anna left, Xiao Lan walked to the prison painting and said with tears in her eyes: "Thank you......"

Before he could finish speaking, tears fell. M. Prison painting is not good at coping with this kind of scene, and I don't know what to do in a hurry.

The prison painting hurriedly made her eyes look at Jun Wenkang to stand up and rescue her. Jun Wenkang couldn't help laughing and said to Xiao Lan: "Miss Xiao, are you transferring money or cash?" ”

Peat, what kind of rescue is this? Before the words of gratitude were spoken, you asked me for money, which also ruined the atmosphere! The prison painting was scorched by Jun Wenkang's words, and he was even more embarrassed by Xiao Lan. At the same time, she also silently retracted the praise she had just given Jun Wenkang in her heart. Well, although this guy is smart, but the boss is not a small person, and he is still so skinny, not serious, not serious.

Xiao Lan also remembered that he hadn't given his money, so he quickly took out his mobile phone to pay, making him cry and laugh.

"Master, you ......"

"Don't call me a tall person, I don't have a high surname, and I'm not that tall." Prison Painting heard Xiao Lan's tone with moisture again, and hurriedly interrupted her words. "My surname is prison, and my name is prison painting. Just call me by my name! ”

"Miss Prison, I really don't know how to thank you."

"No, didn't you give money?" He shook his phone and said, "If you really want to be grateful to me, give me publicity." ”

"Well, definitely!" Xiao Lan solemnly agreed. Prison painting was afraid that she would say something thankful again, so she quickly lied that there was something at home and left.

In fact, there is something wrong with prison painting. She received a report from the green soul in her sea of consciousness.

"Foreman, I follow your instructions, take the little rest time I have every day out of my busy schedule, and at the risk of physical development, I rush out of the conflict ...... (800 words omitted here)"

"Getting to the point!" The prison painting originally sympathized with his recent hard work in repairing the prison, but he still couldn't help but interrupt his gushing adjectives.

"Foreman, can't you feel sorry for the flowers of my motherland?"

"Your flower has not borne fruit for hundreds of years, which shows that there is a lack of training."

"Foreman, you learn from Wu Hu

Finish. ”

"You've just learned from Wu Hu! Rory said a bunch of useless, hurry up, what the hell is going on! ”

"Okay." Qing Soul's voice seemed to be a little aggrieved, but soon, he unconsciously became excited.

"Foreman, you don't know what I've found this time! I sneaked in while there was a game in the Colosseum. It was really the same as what Wu Qi said, it was to let the beasts and people fight on the spot, regardless of life or death. That scene ......"

"Getting to the point!" I feel that the green soul may have affected his IQ by not resting all day long, so why is his speech becoming more and more out of tune? The tone and thinking are more and more like a child of the same age as his image. But prison painting knows that this guy is a genuine antique, and he pretends to be tender like a child all day long, and he is not ashamed.

"Foreman, you murder me again! I'm not happy anymore! ”

Listening to this tone, he seemed to see the face of the young soul who pretended to be wronged, and couldn't help laughing. She was sitting in a taxi at the moment, and the driver was startled when he saw her inexplicable smile coldly, and said in his heart: Why is such a beautiful girl so bad in her brain?

"Qing Soul, those flowers are growing bigger and bigger, and your flowers are getting bigger and smaller. Why don't you wait for a while to be busy, and I'll send you to school to experience campus life? ”

Qing Soul was silent for a moment, and actually said, "Okay." ”

Prison Painting was taken aback: "Qing Soul, do you really want to go to school?" ”

Qing Soul: "I heard that there is now nine years of compulsory education, and I don't need money. ”

Prison Painting was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I didn't feel sorry for the money so I didn't give it to you." It's just that you're the big guy, going to middle school with those kids...... You don't really want to experience life, do you? ”

The green soul was silent for another moment. At this time, she was a little dissatisfied with this kind of conversation, which was similar to a phone call, and she was especially curious about what the expression of the green soul was now.

"Hmm. Yes. I'm ...... about the past With a little impression. I feel like going to school reminds me of something. ”

"Your past?" Prison painting is more curious. "What's your impression?"

"It's in the academy." Qing Soul paused and continued: "I'm studying in the academy, and I'll take it

Writing. I've been dreaming about this image lately, and it's real. ”

Qing Soul's current appearance is a boy about twelve or thirteen years old, which shows that he was still a child when he died. A child was gouged out of his heart, and he accumulated irreparable resentment, becoming a wisp of resentment, what happened to him back then?

"Okay, I'll take you to school after I'm done with the repairs of the waiting house." The prison painting agreed. "Okay, now it's time for you to get down to business, after a long day's stubble, I don't know what terrible things you've found!"

"Yes, yes, I'll say it now!" Qing Soul got the promise of prison painting, and his tone immediately became relaxed and lively. "Foreman, let me tell you, this gladiatorial arena is no ordinary place. The formation you told me, I studied it carefully. It was a formation that borrowed the immortal talisman of the heavenly immortals, specifically shielding electronic products. ”

"Immortal Fu?" Prison painting stunned, isn't that just rune paper? The person who can use the rune paper is an immortal! Could it be that this Longchang Real Estate actually invited immortals to sit down? That's a problem.

"Do you see the people in the formation?"

"Originally, I couldn't see it, but who is my green soul? This kind of stealing information is a piece of cake for me. I followed Feng Sha's contacts to find this person. Feng Sha called him Master Jinglou, and had a banquet at the King's Landing Hotel last night. So last night I followed Feng Sha to the King's Landing Hotel. You know what? ”

The prison painting was sold impatiently by him: "Say it quickly! ”

"Haha! Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly. The green soul deliberately slowed down the speed of his speech and lengthened the end note, and he was so angry that he snorted.

"Back then, you accidentally fell into the Lethe River. You only know that you fell into the river, but you don't know what caused it, right? ”

"How did this come from 400 years ago?" The prison painting thought that the green soul was deliberately going around in circles, and secretly scolded the little child of the green soul in his heart.

"Because it's related! This master of Jinglou has nothing to do with that incident back then! Qing Soul said this sentence without hurry.

Prison painting stunned. Does Master Jinglou have anything to do with falling into the river? What does that mean? What happened 400 years ago?