Wenguo.

Tai'an County, Prison.

"Oh no, this kid won't die, will he?"

"What can I do? I just handed him over to me this morning, and he died in the afternoon, so how can I explain to the headcatcher? ”

"How do I know, if I don't pour him another bowl of medicine just now?"

"You pull it down, just your broken medicine, you just vomit if you don't drink it, and if you drink your medicine, it's almost out of gas, I suspect it's your medicine's problem."

"Hey, hey, don't spew blood! My medicine, so many prisoners have been fine after drinking it, why is there something wrong with him, he can't stand the smell of the prison, nausea and nausea, but it's none of my medicine. ”

Li An, who was in a daze, was very impatient by the quarrel in his ears, turned over and covered his ears and scolded.

"Get out of the way, don't delay people to sleep."

The two arguing suddenly quieted down, looked at Li An, who was covering his ears and continuing to sleep soundly, and looked at each other.

"TMD, why does this stinky boy sleep like dead? Scared Lao Tzu, I thought he was really dead, and I thought how to explain it to the head catcher at dawn? As a result, he didn't have any, and he really wanted to beat him up. ”

"Forget it, it's good if the person is fine, you have a fire, let's find those prisoners! No matter what people say, he is also a nephew who catches the head, if you really beat him, you will also do it to the end as the deputy team leader, forget it, leave him alone, go out and continue drinking. ”

The words faded away, and as the door closed, only a young man lying on a wooden bed and wearing the clothes of a servant was left in the room.

"Bastard, who didn't flush the toilet when they went to the toilet? Why does it stink so much? The commotion is so big, who put my sister's pants back? ”

The sleeping young man sat up, covered his nose and cursed.

"Uh, where is this?"

Looking for the guy who went to the toilet and didn't flush the toilet, Li An's body slammed and looked at the environment in front of him sluggishly.

It was a room of dozens of square meters, with four stools around a square table, quietly placed on one side of the room.

Surrounded by bluestone-inlaid walls, torture instruments that exuded a fishy smell and were full of dried bloodstains hung quietly, waiting to greet the next customer.

With the help of the faint light, Li An vaguely saw that there was still dark red blood on some torture instruments, and it was obvious that he had just served a customer.

"It's... Cell? ”

The scene in front of him reminded Ang Lee of the prison cell in the movie.

Then his heart tightened, and he looked down sharply.

"Whew! It's the clothes of the officials, but fortunately it's not a prisoner. ”

After making sure that he was safe for the first time, Li An touched his chin and thought about it.

He remembered that he was taking a nap in the construction site dormitory, why did he change places as soon as he woke up?

However, when he saw his hands, he had a guess in his heart.

"There are no marks of psoriasis on my hands, not mine. There's no athlete's foot on my feet, and it's not mine. Hukou has no traces left by perennial work, and is a person who rarely does heavy work. ”

After checking his body, Li An combined the guesses in his heart and came to a conclusion.

I crossed over.

"It's not bad to cross, at least you don't have to move bricks, look at this clothes, it should be a person from the government."

How good it is in ancient times, don't talk about anything else, just mention it to that place, and you don't have to sneak around, always be prepared to be caught.

If you can make money, you can order as many as you want.

And the service attitude is first-class, and there will be no phenomenon of coping with work while playing with mobile phones.

Ang Lee quickly accepted the fact of the crossing.

He was an orphan before he crossed, and he had no friends except for a few fox friends who were often locked up together, and he had no regrets about crossing.

Wandering around the hut, he opened the slightly hidden side door.

Cell after cell, prisoners huddled in the corner, and jailers who were gambling or drinking and chatting, appeared in front of Ang Lee's eyes.

Didn't go out to say hello and get acquainted with the environment.

Ang closed the door and returned to the small wooden bed.

It was imperative that he find out who he was.

If he can't figure out his identity, then he will be easily exposed.

Once exposed, they will be burned to death by these ancient fools as evil possession.

Sitting on the bed, Ang Lee frowned and pondered, and a little memory emerged from the depths of his mind.

"Uh-huh!"

A large number of memories emerged, and Ang Lee's brain was violently impacted, and his eyes rolled on the spot, and he fainted on the bed again.

"Xiao An, wake up...... Uh, didn't this stinky boy just look out the door? Why did you fall asleep again? ”

Li An had just collapsed on the bed when a middle-aged catcher quickly pushed the door and walked in.

"It's just that you're the nephew of the head catcher, and if you were an ordinary person, I would have kicked him out a long time ago."

Reaching out to help Li An, who was half-lying on the bed, he quickly shook his head and walked out of the room.

As the door closed, the interrogation room fell silent again.

"Whoa!"

Suddenly, the inexplicable sound of chain rubbing broke the silence in the room

Wisps of black gas slowly poured out from the ground and slowly spread across the floor of the entire room.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The sound comes from far and near.

The black fog on the ground swelled and condensed rapidly, and a whirlpool of black fog floated in the middle of the house, slowly rotating.

"Bang!"

A bloody foot wrapped in iron chains slowly emerged from under the vortex, stomping heavily on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the black whirlpool slowly rose along the bloody feet, wisps of black gas, quickly gathered into the whirlpool, and the speed visible to the naked eye condensed into a majestic figure.

"The blood-colored dagger on his head, it's him."

When the last wisp of black qi disappeared, the flesh and blood all over the body were blurred, and the majestic figure with his hands and feet tightly bound by iron chains, looked at Li An who was lying on the bed and fell into a coma, and his excited voice trembled a little.

Sure that it was the person he was looking for, a trace of excitement flashed in his green eyes, and his majestic figure slowly floated up, flew to the side of the bed, squatted down, holding his chin in both hands, and waited for Li An's awakening.

"Shhh My head hurts. ”

All kinds of memory fragments were scurrying around in his mind, and Li An, who was in pain, couldn't wait to pull out his brain and put it in the water to wash it.

"Little brother, are you awake? Is it a headache? Would you like me to rub it for you? ”

"No, no, I'll do it myself, I'll be fine after a while, you can be busy beforehand."

Li An, who was rubbing his head, thought it was another servant, and hurriedly waved his hand to refuse.

He hasn't finished his memories yet, but he doesn't want to be in contact with these, and it's likely that he will come into contact with people who are very familiar with his predecessor.

"Well, in that case, when are you going to take my job?"

The honest voice didn't ask any more questions, and told his own affairs.

Li An had a "groan" in his heart.

Although he didn't absorb all his memories, he still had some impressions of the work of his predecessor.

Clerk's paperwork.

It's the kind of person who tries a case and records a confession on the side.

Thinking that he would use a brush to write later, Li An shook his hand with a little weakness, "I fell asleep just now, and I pressed my hand, and I was a little numb, wait a while." ”

At the same time, with a smile on his face, he looked up at each other.

But at this glance, the hairs behind Ang Lee instantly exploded.

In front of him, a two-meter-tall figure, whose hands and feet were bound by chains, and whose flesh and blood were blurred, was holding a bleeding chin, looking at him expectantly.

Li An's pupils dilated slightly, and his breathing was a little short.

In front of me, it's obvious that I've hit a ghost.

But why hang a big exclamation mark on this ghost's head?

Isn't it popular for ghosts to wear circles and hang exclamation marks now?

Just when Li Anxin was nervous, and he didn't know whether to call someone or run away, the exclamation mark on the head of the strong man turned into a streamer and fell in front of Li An.

A quaint blood-red parchment roll.

Reaching out to grab the slightly cool parchment roll, Li An slowly unfolded it.

[Assassination Mission.] 】

[Mission code: One day with a knife in hand, kill all the eunuchs and dogs in the world. 】

[Hirer: Reading ghost.] 】

[Task commission: Cut the dog three times, and the internal strength is cultivated for ten years. 】

After reading the above content, Ang Lee glanced at the reading ghost, his eyes narrowed slightly.

It turned out to be his employer, so don't be afraid.

Anyway, what if it's a ghost?

People who work on construction sites, what kind of strange things have you never seen?

With the golden finger, he has improved his own strength, and the ghost doesn't want to pinch it, so he can pinch it and play.

If you also have the strength, you can make a lot of small money, and if you can go to that place, you can order a few if you want.

Ahem...

Put this matter aside for the time being, and when I have time to go back, I will personally come to the door to study and study.

The customer is God, and the employer in front of him is the same as the reader, but he is the father of his own money, and he can't be lazy.

Retracting his chaotic thoughts, Ang Lee picked up the quill pen on the edge of the parchment roll and wrote the word "impermanence" in the code name column!

From this day on, impermanence is his code name.

The last stroke fell, and the parchment scroll lit up slightly, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into Ang Lee's eyebrows.

"I accepted your offer, and now tell me who the person you want to kill is, and his details?"

The reader nodded repeatedly, "I'll tell you about it." ”

The reader reminisced and began to tell the whole story.

"I'm a person who likes to read miscellaneous books, and what I like to read the most is like that."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Ang Li and gave him a look that you understand.

Although there is still some disagreement with the miserable appearance of this ghost, Ang Lee still replied with a look that I understand.

I didn't expect this ugly guy in front of me to be a like-minded person, but it's a pity that he died, alas, there is one less best friend to make!

"Before I died, I saw a divine book called Rainy Night Spring. This book subverted my perception of that aspect, and the knowledge content in it made my blood gush when I saw it, and I couldn't extricate myself from it. ”

"Whenever a new book comes out, I buy it as soon as I buy it and study it day and night."

The reading ghost showed an expression of excitement and excitement, and when it came to the excitement, he continued to swallow and saliva, and collected his majestic waist.

Obviously, I was aroused by some pictures in my mind.

Li An glanced at the bear-like waist of the reading ghost, and his eyes widened slightly.

At the same time, I was surprised and curious like a cat scratching.

What kind of Uncle Liu Huang is it, he actually makes ghosts feel it.

"But one day, when I was waiting for a new volume to be released, a news came that made my heart collapse, and the author who wrote Rainy Night Spring announced that he would not write it."

"I can't watch the follow-up content, my life suddenly loses its fun and is full of darkness. Why didn't he write it? Didn't he know that there were so many people waiting? Or maybe he did it on purpose, wanting to use it as fun, as a capital to brag and show off. ”

"The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and I decided to ask him personally, I spent most of the money, wasted my old nose, inquired about the other party's home, crossed several counties, and put the knife on his neck."

Thinking back to the scene of that day, the reader's eyes exuded madness.

"I told him to either continue to write, or I cut him off and sent him to the palace."

Ang Lee: "......"

This is a ruthless man!

Before he crossed over, Ang Lee heard that some radical readers would send blades to the author of the eunuch as a threat.

But the master in front of him was even more ruthless, and rushed directly to the front with a knife, put the knife on the author's neck, and asked if you could write?

ps: Xiaomeng has just entered the industry, please support all the dads of the owners, invest, collect something, how much I want, kneel down to thank the fathers.