"Wang Ming!" Deng Chen walked out of the door and saw Wang Ming with a haggard face on the other side of the glass wall: "Why did it happen like this?"

"Brother......" Wang Ming put his head up: "You really have to help me this time, I came to the Punishment Division to find your friend, but I happened to meet that Shan Xiongxin came out of here, and he fought without saying a word...... "Who knew that the leader who beat him came, and he arrested me without saying a word." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You mean Second Master Guan?"

"Yes," Wang Ming shook his head helplessly: "I can't help but say it, when I woke up, I was already in the Punishment Division, and when I was arraigned, the official only said that Guan Yu had to deal with it seriously, what kind of bad luck did you say I was?"

"I'll think about it...... Deng Chen sat on the only chair in the room, holding his head in his hand: "That is, you are really a prisoner now?"

"Yes!" Wang Ming punched the glass wall in front of him: "I'm really going to memorize words, then again, have you checked it, how are your friends?"

"Hey......" Deng Chen didn't answer, but sighed helplessly: "The people of the Detective Team said that they would investigate this matter to the end, and I personally don't have much hope." "Let's talk about you first, I'll ask my friend first, and then try to contact the Judge of the Underworld, it's not a problem for you to stay here all the time." ”

"Then it's all up to you," Wang Ming nodded, his face looking very tired: "I'm out of options, I've taken everything away." ”

"Okay," Deng Chen stood up: "Without further ado, I'll go and ask, you go back and take care." ”

"Thank you," Wang Ming stretched out his thumb to Deng Chen: "When my brother comes out, I invite you to drink a big wine - Underworld Moutai." ”

"Hahaha, yes. ”

――

In the blink of an eye, three days later, the Punishment Division's rule was to visit the prison once every three days, and if the same person came, the third time would be a week apart.

"This matter is really a bit troublesome......" Deng Chen sat facing Wang Ming, with a helpless face: "The main thing is that you did delay this matter for a while, and it must have been filed in the Guards ...... it."

"This ......" Wang Ming couldn't hide the disappointment in his heart: "What about Pu Songling?"

"I haven't come back," Deng Chen smiled very awkwardly: "He took the time to make a video call with me, saying that he knew about it and would find someone to deal with it......"

"With all due respect, why does it sound so ......"

"It's unreliable, isn't it?" Deng Chen nodded: "I feel the same way, anyway, brother, don't worry, it's useless to be anxious, I've already talked to a few other graders, tomorrow we will meet in the Yang Realm to discuss what to do about this." ”

"Well, it's up to you. ”

――

In the blink of an eye, it was another three days, and Wang Ming, who was in a bad mood, didn't pay attention to Du Qiong who was sending messages to him all day.

"What's the matter, I'll just say it - the monsters of the underworld are all swept in front of the door, and you can't rely on any of them at a critical time. There is another reason why Wang Ming doesn't want to deal with Du Qiong: when Wang Ming told him about his situation, Du Qiong denied Wang Ming's hope of going out in the short term.

"Don't stop talking, buddy, why don't we have a game of backgammon?"

"I'm not interested, you can play by yourself. ”

"No, it's a good thing that you can see your friend clearly now, don't be like me back then, who was sold and still helping people count money. ”

"What does it mean to see my friends clearly—they either don't know or they can't do anything about it. "If it helps, I'm sure they won't give up. ”

"Maybe, brother. Du Qiong grinned on the other side, and then wrote on the wall with ice slag: "Maybe at first, but who can guarantee that after a long time, they will not show fatigue?"

“......”

"The most terrible thing is that they don't feel that they haven't helped you, but they feel that they have done their best, and for you who are waiting here, nothing has changed, who is to blame in the end?"

"My friends are not like that. ”

"Who knows......" "I think back then—it must have been a long, long time ago, and I was just like you, a group of friends, whether it was the yang realm or the underworld. "At the most awesome, I felt that I could call the wind and rain, and I was simply a demon king of the world. ”

"And then?"

"And then?" "And then I was taught to be a human being—no, I was taught to be a demon." ”

"I think your personality is okay, but it's too negative. ”

"You are wrong, Brother Wang," Wang Ming did not notice that the corner of Du Qiong's mouth on the other side smiled slightly: "Don't make a wrong evaluation of me because of the contact in the past few days, for the sake of your lack of qualifications, I will give you a piece of advice." ”

"What?"

"Don't treat me as a friend, I will not hesitate to leave you at the most critical time. ”

"What kind of advice is this?" "Are we friends, at most netizens." ”

"This principle of mine is also applicable in other places, including the situation you are encountering now, Brother Wang. ”

"Sleep, brother, I don't have time to listen to you right now. ”

"It doesn't matter, the time to be a youkai is short or short, and long is long. "I haven't written down anything in my two lives, but I have written down those lessons, and in you I seem to see myself at least 800 years ago. ”

"Rest—"

――

However, no one chatted with Wang Ming, only Du Qiong, so Wang Ming had to continue to compare with Du Qiong on the transparent glass wall the next day.

"Why didn't anyone come to visit you?"

"Me?" "I said don't come to me, maybe the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue can be released." ”

"Aren't you just going to fight, as for it?"

"If I said it so lightly, would you believe it?" "Anyway, the real situation is much more complicated, and it even involves people from the Yang Realm. ”

"Tell me, tell us what you're not happy about, and make us happy. ”

"What's the point of saying this, let's talk about you. ”

"You said that you are a monster who has lived for more than 2,000 years, and you don't talk about your own experience, I have lived for less than 30 years in the yang world, and I am a rookie in the underworld, what are you talking about?"

"I love to hear your stories. ”

"Then you can rest assured, all the memories of my Yang Realm have been erased, and there is nothing to say. ”

"It's boring - sleep. ”

Du Qiong turned around and lay down on his bed, fiddled with the dreamcatcher hanging in mid-air, and closed his eyes.

――

"No. 5421!

With a "poof", Wang Ming jumped up from his bed, and Du Qiong on the opposite side shrugged his shoulders contemptuously, as if to say, why do you kid always have people come to visit the prison.

"It's coming. ”