At work, the prosecutors began a new round of interrogation. Today, both sides have changed their tactics, and the prosecutors don't care about what they ask, nor do they care how Qi Xiaoyang answers, and they even follow Qi Xiaoyang's nonsense, and the purpose is obvious -- a battle of mental fatigue! Qi Xiaoyang quickly understood their intentions, closed his eyes and didn't say a word anymore, and let the person in charge of the trial induce him, and even pulled his head from side to side like a rattle, just closing his eyes and not making a sound; the prosecutor deliberately drank the water in front of him so that the food was fragrant, and he could only not see or hear it. Three groups of people tossed and turned until the evening, and still had no intention of stopping, it seems that tonight will be a continuous battle!

It's twenty-one, and the old prosecutor general is still in his ear: "Young man, you are only seventeen years old, and you will have a long life in the future, why bother resisting like this, money is like dung, and your body is the most important."

"What's your name?" Qi Xiaoyang opened his eyes and asked suddenly.

"My name is Wen Baotian, Deputy Procurator General, I've told you many times, what's the matter, do you want to drink water, do you want to eat?" Seeing that Qi Xiaoyang finally spoke, this Procurator General Wen immediately became excited.

"Wen check, did I let me sleep if I said it?" Qi Xiaoyang asked with a tired look and half-closed eyes.

"Of course, you can drink water, eat and sleep!" Wen Jian motioned to the other person to prepare his notes.

"Well, I can't resist it, so I'll tell you, the money I dug up from the old cemetery in the south of the village and sold it. Qi Xiaoyang squinted his eyes and began to explain.

"It turned out to be a tomb robbery! Let's just say that I got so much money there at a young age, and say the specific point, time, place, specific location, and do you have any accomplices?"

"I don't have any accomplices, when I went to the cemetery to pick up mushrooms one day during the day, I found a hole next to an old grave, it didn't look like a rat, I thought there would be a snake in it, so I dug it open, and dug it more than a meter deep, and saw that there was a stone staircase below, so I thought it wouldn't be like in the novel and movie, there was a big tomb below, right? I camouflaged the entrance to the cave, and went again at night with a flashlight and shovel, but I didn't expect that the bottom was empty, and it was not a grave, it was a basement that I didn't know what age it was, and there were many things like gold bars, jade, calligraphy and painting." Qi Xiaoyang stopped here and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

Wen Jianzheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and when he saw this, he hurriedly poured a glass of cold water: "Don't worry, you drink some water first, and talk slowly! You took everything in it and sold it?"

"Where, there are a lot of things in it, so I sold some gold bars, and I couldn't find a buyer for other things, and I was afraid of being discovered, so I left them all in the ground, and filled them in, planning to have a chance to talk about them. Qi Xiaoyang's hands were leaning on the iron armrests, and he could only lower his head and drink water from the paper cup with his mouth.

Wen Jian exchanged glances with the person in charge of recording, and went out quietly. Qi Xiaoyang opened his eyes, and a cute smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After a while, the two prosecutors returned, handcuffing them and saying, "You can take us to that place now!"

"No, I'm going to sleep now, I can't open my eyes!" Qi Xiaoyang not only closed his eyes, but even his head was hanging on his chest, and he would fall asleep at any time.

"Hey, hey, you wake up, it's okay if you don't go, you can tell you what signs and signs there are in that place before you go to sleep!" Wen Jian saw that it was unrealistic to forcibly pull it away, so he hurriedly slapped Qi Xiaoyang on the forehead with his palm dipped in water.

"There are three soaphorn trees at the south end of the cemetery, a few meters in front of the tree in the middle," Qi Xiaoyang said intermittently, his head drooped, and he soon remembered a slight snoring.

Wen Jian and the clerk looked at each other and nodded, still handcuffing Qi Xiaoyang's hands, and hurriedly closed the door and left. When the sound of the car downstairs was far away, Qi Xiaoyang opened his eyes, the light was bright, where was there still half a bit of fatigue? According to the method recorded in the "Spiritual Refining Technique", he used his consciousness to pour spiritual power from his arms into his hands, and with a slight contraction inward, he gently pulled out of the handcuffs, haha, isn't this the legendary bone shrinking skill! The door was opened and came to the quiet aisle, tried one by one, and soon found a uniform and a big cap from an unlocked office, but unfortunately he didn't find the pants, Qi Xiaoyang couldn't care about it, changed the prison clothes on his body and threw them on the table, swaggered out of the door of the procuratorate, the doorman who was watching TV only looked up and shook his head, and when he saw the clothes and hat, he turned his head to watch his TV again.

The hungry Qi Xiaoyang drank two bottles of beer and ate a big bowl of noodles at the night market stall, and only then did he remember that he didn't have a penny when he touched his pocket!"Boss, I forgot to bring money when I went out today, I am Wen Baotian from the procuratorate, and I will send you money tomorrow!"

Originally, Qi Xiaoyang wanted to find a place to take a bath to wash, but he was uncomfortable after sweating a few times, because he was penniless, so he had to go around to the Qingyang River, and after washing in the cool river water, he still returned to the procuratorate, changed back into his prison clothes, and sat on the iron chair to practice tonight's homework. After entering the Imperial Spirit Level, the practice method is no longer meditation, but is divided into two directions, one is to use the spiritual power to all parts of the body, through continuous operation and proficiency, so that the consciousness of the force is born, until the whole body can rely on the free movement of the mind to be considered complete, now some strange people can make the body float, but just come into contact with the basic ability of this stage; Eyes and other difficult parts to use, until you can use your consciousness to command spiritual power at will can directly act on the target from the spiritual sea, the legendary mind transfer and other handling techniques, in fact, this is the kung fu, the big difference is that people with limited spiritual power, the weight and distance that can be carried are very small. Taking a closer look at the cultivation demonstration image of this spiritual power release, Qi Xiaoyang couldn't help but smile, isn't this Tai Chi? Although the essence is different, there are many similarities in the movements, and even the concept of turning with the body is all figured out, Qi Xiaoyang can't help but suspect that the origin of Tai Chi is this "Spiritual Refining Technique", because the later practitioners have no spiritual power, so it has gradually evolved into a physical exercise. Tai Chi Qi Xiaoyang learned a set from a physical education teacher when he was in school, and now it is easier to get started.

According to the cultivation tips, Qi Xiaoyang first spent half of his time practicing the operation of spiritual power throughout his body, and the other half of his time practicing releasing spiritual power from his hands. The amount of spiritual power will not decrease, and it will slowly increase with practice, but it is still supported by spiritual power, and now Qi Xiaoyang's spiritual power is still very weak, and the time that can support cultivation is not even the original hour.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and the corner of the desk's more than an inch thick desktop was easily broken off by three fingers, but Qi Xiaoyang scolded in his mouth, "Damn!", he shook his hand in pain, his muscles and bones were still difficult to withstand such strength, but fortunately, this small attempt did not cause a fracture. Everything in this world is complementary to each other, and the use of spiritual power must be matched with tenacity**, "Refining Spiritual Formula" has a method of strengthening the physical body, but it is not related to those so-called additional kung fu wind horses and cows, and it must go to the next stage - the closed spirit level, in order to be qualified to strengthen the physical body. The so-called closed spirit is to cultivate until the spiritual power operates on its own in the body, maintains the heartbeat and blood circulation, and completely gets rid of the body's dependence on oxygen. This exciting realm is a qualitative leap, and at that time, it will be a piece of cake to go up to the moon for nine days and capture dragons in the deep sea! But Qi Xiaoyang can't be anxious yet, and the Imperial Spirit Level has just begun to get started.

The morning sun reflected Wen Baotian's eyes of the same color, and his heart was burned as red with anger, his 50-year-old prosecutor was actually tricked by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child! Thinking about how the two of them dug in the cemetery last night, sweat and muddy embarrassment, I really wanted to give this hateful guy in front of me a few slaps! These two prosecutors were actually not stupid, and when they tossed around in the cemetery until the sky was dark, they came to their senses, because when they looked back and analyzed, Qi Xiaoyang's lie was full of loopholes! The word greed, how much wisdom has been blinded, and how much SB has been created!

"Wen Check, how is it, have you dug up the treasure?" Qi Xiaoyang looked at the prosecutor with blood-red eyes with a smile, how hateful and hateful his expression was!

"Dig your head, stinky boy, don't think that I can't clean you up if I die, without a confession, Lao Tzu can confiscate your property from unknown sources!" Wen Baotian gritted his teeth and scolded.

"Wen check, it's not good to scold, this will damage your glorious image as a prosecutor!" Qi Xiaoyang no longer pretended to be tired, because he was happy in his heart, and his smile was as bright as the sun outside the window.

On the same day, Qi Xiaoyang was escorted back to Beishan Prison, and his stubborn resistance really couldn't help our great prosecutors, and the part of the potential education and entertainment belonging to Qi Xiaoyang was confiscated and confiscated for unknown reasons! This unwarranted name is not afraid of future troubles, because the assets did not go into anyone's pocket, but were entrusted to Tu Wanlin as state-owned assets after confiscation.

Beishan Prison, the warden's office, Sun Xiangrong made a cup of tea for Qi Xiaoyang, who had just been sent back, and asked about the whole story of the criminal under him who was imprisoned. Sun Xiangrong, who has gray hair and a face full of vicissitudes, is close to retirement age, and although he is doing the work of a prisoner, he looks like a kind elder.

"Xiao Qi, I believe in you, but I can't help you much, so let's do you a lot of help, so I'll arrange you to go to the activity room to assist in the work there, in fact, there is not much to do, you are still young, make good use of the time to read more books and learn more knowledge, bear with it, I will try to help you reduce your sentence by one year before retirement, and the two years will pass soon!" Sun Xiangrong's tone was full of helplessness.

Qi Xiaoyang stood up gratefully and said, "Thank you, old man, I will definitely remember your words!"

Sun Xiangrong shook his hand: "Since we are bright friends, we don't have to be polite, but you don't have to talk about this relationship to anyone." Your dad will be released from prison the day after tomorrow, you go to the activity room to report first, and I will arrange for someone to bring him to meet you. ”

"Xiaoyang, you, why are you here?" In the reading room of the library, Qi Yaohe almost didn't believe his eyes, but the person in front of him who was wearing the same prison uniform was really his son!

"Dad!" Qi Xiaoyang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his father's hand. "Don't get excited, sit down and listen to me. ”

"Did you not listen to me and go to that dog X to make trouble again?" Qi Yaohe looked at his son's bald head, his heart throbbed, and he grabbed Qi Xiaoyang's hand and trembled.

finally finished talking about the whole thing, Qi Xiaoyang felt that his father's big hands that had been holding him had long stopped shaking, but pinched himself painfully, and a pair of big eyes under his thick eyebrows flashed with a terrible light!

"Bang!" Qi Xiaoyang knelt down in front of his father: "Dad, I beg you, you must listen to me this time! I believe that my son will be able to clear his grievances, I have already arranged everything, if you are like last time, not only will you not be able to take revenge, but you will also force me to kill, do you know!"

"Tomorrow when you are released from prison, I have arranged for a good friend to pick you up, he will send you directly to Wulian's mother, you just need to take care of your mother and yourself, let me do other things, okay? Dad, you promise me!" Qi Xiaoyang looked up at his father, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Hey!" Qi Yaohe punched himself in the head, closed his eyes in pain, and a few tears fell on his son's bald head and splashed out, like a broken heart