Three dry and hard steamed buns, a bland seaweed egg drop soup, and the only plate of boiled chicken were taken away by the overseer.

The Blood Bodhisattva was furious: "Why did you take our food!?"

A greasy smile appeared on the overseer's face, "Baby, I'll speed up the work later, I'll treat you to something good."

The Blood Bodhisattva gritted his back molars and stared at the overseer with murderous eyes for a few moments before he stubbornly said, "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

As soon as the Blood Bodhisattva took a bite of the dry and hard steamed bun, he frowned and threw it on the ground, "This is also what people eat? It's unpalatable!"

Zhang Cuicui and I both squatted by the tree and ate silently.

"Goddess, can you give me the steamed buns you don't eat?"

The Blood Bodhisattva was surprised, "You can eat such an unpalatable thing?"

"It's just a little harder, and it's not that you can't eat it."

I picked up the steamed buns on the ground, patted the soil on my head, and handed it to Zhang Cuicui.

"Auntie, you have never been hungry, and you don't know the suffering of the world."

"A cultivator who has never been a human being can't become an immortal."

The Blood Bodhisattva was dismissive of my statement, "I'm not practicing to endure hardship, take all these things you like, and give me some more food from your storage bag."

"Don't give."

The Blood Bodhisattva was anxious, "Zhuge Qianlong, do you need to be so stingy?"

"It's not stingy. The overseer is still watching, and I'll give it to you when I get back."

The Blood Bodhisattva was hungry and watched me and Zhang Cuicui eat.

After eating enough, we continued to grind and start construction.

At eight o'clock, a loudspeaker in the distance played the music of the rest.

The overseer came over impatiently and urged, "What kind of foreign workers are grinding, hurry up and go back to the dormitory!"

I looked up at the moon, which was hanging right in the treetops of the eastern sky.

The white moonlight is sprinkled in the forest, the trees reflect the shadows of the slender trees, and the yin qi rising between the heavens and the earth is quietly precipitating in the forest.

I threw down the saw in my hand and pointed to the tree in the distance, "Overseer, we don't dare go over that tree."

The overseer asked, "What are you afraid of?"

"Like...... There was a vague man, hanging there."

I pointed to the tree where the figure hung and tapped the overseer on the left shoulder, "Look, there it is."

The overseer's face changed, and he turned around slowly in fear.

On the human body, there are a total of three yang fires, one on the top of the head and one on both shoulders.

When encountering evil, the three yang fires are there, and ordinary evil is not allowed to get close.

I had just slapped the overseer when the first flame went out on my left shoulder.

Turning his head, the second flame went out.

I walked around to the right of the overseer and was about to shoot when he raised his baton and pointed it at me vigilantly, "What do you want to do, kid, pretending to be a ghost!?"

I said, "I wouldn't dare lie to you, there really is something hanging from the tree."

Under my guidance, the overseer went to the bottom of the tree and shone a flashlight on the villain above.

The little figure with his hair hanging slowly fluttering in the wind looks a little weird.

The Overseer looked up, confused, when his hair was suddenly blown by the wind and broke, and the puppeteer landed on the Overseer's right shoulder.

The third light went out, and a strong yin aura suddenly welled up from the overseer's body.

The Overseer picked up the little man on his shoulder and muttered suspiciously, "What is this?"

I sneered and asked, "Do you think you look like you?"

"Looks like me?"

The Overseer stared at the puppet in his hand as if stunned, and muttered to himself, "Yes, it's really like me, you look at the nose, the eyes, and the mouth, all exactly like me......

Zhang Cuicui stood beside me with some fear, "Mr. Zhuge what's wrong with him?"

"Cursed, let's go."

I was just about to leave, but the Blood Bodhisattva's eyes were full of excitement

"No, I'm going to stay here a little longer and see how this bastard died!"

I ignored the Blood Bodhisattva and turned to Zhang Cuicui and said, "Let's go back, so that you don't have to watch too much and have nightmares at night."

Zhang Cuicui didn't move there, and also looked at the supervisor with hatred in his eyes.

Since neither of them left, I had to stand where I was.

The Overseer fell to his knees, weeping bitterly, "I really deserve to die! From the moment I entered the Xingtai Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center, I collected black money and insulted women, even my 60-year-old mother-in-law!"

"People like me should die early, and they should go to eighteen layers of hell......

The man wept as he took off his coat, unbuttoned his pants, folded them neatly under the tree, and pulled out his belt and held it in his hand.

"People like me deserve to be exposed to the wilderness, I deserve to die, I really deserve to die......

In the bright moonlight, the mournful cry and the naked man looked particularly strange in the forest.

Under our watchful eye, he climbed the tree little by little, tied his belt around his neck, and hanged himself in front of us like a duck.

The wind blew, and the overseer staggered in place, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

After seeing this scene, Zhang Cuicui had long since lost the hatred just now, and her eyes were full of fear.

"Let's go."

Anyway, there was no surveillance nearby, so we pretended to be okay and went back to the room where we were locked up yesterday.

Three people, a small bed, can't sleep at all.

I took out a moisture-proof blanket, threw myself at the door, blocked the door and began to sleep.

That way, if someone wants to break in, I'll put away the things that don't belong here as soon as possible.

Second, it can also ensure our personal safety when no one is keeping vigil.

The Blood Bodhisattva is quite generous, so that Zhang Cuicui, who is an ordinary person, lies on the bed and sleeps on the mat with me.

There was no movement throughout the night.

At seven o'clock the next morning, the footsteps of countless people suddenly came from outside the door.

I hurriedly got up, kicked the Blood Bodhisattva off the moisture-proof bag, quickly put away everything, and crouched in the corner to yawn.

The iron door opened, and Wu Mingguo, with a full five bodyguards, poured into the door.

Looking at Wu Mingguo's pale face, he should have come to Xingshi to ask for yesterday's incident.

"You three, line me up and stand by the wall!"

At first, I was worried that Zhang Cuicui's psychological quality was not good and that she would be forced to confess what happened yesterday.

But looking at her little face and hostile eyes, she probably didn't plan to confess.

Wu Mingguo put his hands behind his back and asked with awe-inspiring eyes, "Last night, when you were working in the ginkgo forest, did you find anything abnormal?"

"Yes!"

I spoke before the Blood Bodhisattva and Zhang Cuicui, neither of them is very good at lying, and this lie has to be fulfilled by me. ap.

Wu Mingguo was slightly surprised, "Oh? Tell me what happened yesterday."

"If you tell the truth and satisfy me, you can move out of here today."

Without blinking my eyes, I said, "Yesterday at noon, the overseer harassed No. 33, saying that he wanted to sleep with her at night."

The Blood Bodhisattva looked at me in amazement, and then said angrily, "You shouldn't be a traitor!"