Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

First, I purchased two kittens, Hei Ri and Bai Yao, at the pet store. They bought items for daily use. Then I went to the large shopping mall next door and bought some special items for tribute.

Anyway, Li Botao pays the bill. Zhao Yi's principle is...not to seek the best, but to seek the most expensive.

After that, I took a car back to the prison and arrived in the evening.

Yuncheng Prison seems to be shrouded in dark clouds all year round. Even if the sun shines brightly today, it still feels dull from a long distance away.

Zhao Yi's bright eyes opened and closed, shooting out two invisible rays of light, showing that Yuncheng Prison was indeed extraordinary.

The Yin Qi that evaporates from the ground never dissipates, and the longer people stay inside, the more severe the erosion will be!

Fortunately, the prison guards go home every night except when they are on duty, but the same cannot be said for the prisoners locked inside, and there are hundreds of cases of going crazy every year.

He couldn't see it before, but after he set foot on the path of cultivation, he could see it clearly.

"Good place."

Zhao Yi said softly, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Yin energy is a poison to most people, but in Zhao Yi's eyes, it is a great tonic. After practicing the Burning Immortal Sutra, the heaven and earth are used as a furnace, and anything can be refined into the essence. In the current cultivation environment of the earth, , it can be said to be an extremely rare treasure!

One day of practice here is comparable to half a month outside!

Even without deliberate practice, breathing can become stronger.

Now even if he is released from prison, Zhao Yi is unwilling to leave.

Even the murderer who framed him and sent him to prison probably couldn't have imagined that he would get such an opportunity by accident.

Now the prisoners were queuing up for dinner. Under the guidance of Li Botao, Zhao Yi walked into a well-decorated office. The sofas and seats were all made of high-end mahogany and the tea sets were all made of purple sand.

After returning, Li Botao's attitude toward Zhao Yi completely changed. He lost all airs: "My office is relatively simple, so I'll just eat here at night. I've already ordered the canteen to open a small stove. The taste is not inferior to those of big hotels!"

Yuncheng Prison has an independent vegetable garden, which is carefully taken care of by prisoners and specially supplied to the dining tables of senior officials.

Zhao Yi nodded, turned around and looked at the bottles and cans in the cupboard, and commented seriously: "The tea you usually drink is pretty good. Each bottle is enough to add one more year to your sentence."

There are also several tea trees on Funiu Mountain passed down from ancestors. They were planted by the older generation and must have been a hundred years old. However, the soil on the mountain was too barren. Zhao Yi searched through the library books and tried his best to find the only tea trees. Guaranteed not to die suddenly.

The only gain is that he has studied tea very well and can tell that the tea in the cupboard is not cheap.

"Ahem."

Li Botao's old face turned red: "When you reach middle age, you don't have many hobbies anymore. Brother Zhao also studies tea. You can just drink whatever is in the cabinet. Anyway, we have a lot of these things at home."

"We're just a rough guy, and we don't know what to drink. It's expensive, so that's it!"

Then he changed the subject and said with great gratitude: "I have sent someone to prepare a separate cell for you, which can be regarded as a temporary place to stay. Once Warden Cheng's office is free, I promise to decorate it for you as well as the presidential suite in Oriental City! "

"As long as you don't leave this prison from now on, you can be anywhere you like!"

Li Botao knew that with Cheng Xiao's support, the position of warden was within his grasp. He was also an old man in the officialdom, so he knew that Zhao Yi was a living ancestor, and serving him well would be more useful than anything else.

The warden's office is used as a sleeping place. This gift can shock a lot of people's jaws!

Zhao Yi was not polite, took out a bottle of high-grade Longjing, and brewed it in a purple clay pot.

There is a faint fragrance floating around, and it fills the lips and teeth in the mouth. It is indeed a good tea.

The dinner was very rich, with eighteen dishes.

Li Botao prevented the dinner table from being crowded. In addition to letting Hu Xiaokang and other cronies accompany him, he also transferred several female police officers from the female prison who had just graduated from the police academy and had good looks and figures. The high-end mahogany tables were full and the atmosphere was very warm. network.

Halfway through the meal, everyone slowed down in picking up food, the alcohol began to take effect, and everyone started talking.

"I'm curious about something. I don't know if Brother Zhao should talk about it or not."

The radiant Li Botao, after getting Zhao Yi's permission, carefully considered his words and said: "Common sense says that for a man with great powers like you, it's just a matter of words what kind of woman he wants. How could he do the kind of thing in the news?" What's going on?"

He was very restrained in what he said, and even the policewoman who came to accompany him for drinks could be taken to bed tonight as long as Zhao Yi agreed.

Moreover, Zhao Yi is so handsome and is a top student at Yuncheng University. After spending many days together, he can rule out the suspicion of being a pervert.

No matter how you think about it, it feels unreasonable.

"You should have guessed that I was framed."

Zhao Yi put down his chopsticks, looked at the shocked expressions of several people, and explained with a smile: "It's not that my enemies are powerful, but that fortune tellers all have a shortcoming, they can't see their own destiny, and the fairy family has gone When he was employed in the underworld, he was capsized in the gutter due to his carelessness.”

"but..."

"This matter has made the Xian family extremely angry. As long as I know who my enemy is, I will definitely make him pay back a hundred times, and he will be reincarnated in the animal world for the rest of his life!"

When he said the last words, the smile on Zhao Yi's face completely disappeared, and the temperature in the office also dropped sharply. The hairs of more than a dozen people suddenly stood up, and there was a faint wind in their ears, and they looked at Angry with fear in their eyes. The rightful owner.

From what Zhao Yi said, they heard several keywords, the most shocking of which was "underworld"!

"Underworld" has always been an illusory thing. Although there are many folk rumors, there is no conclusive evidence to truly establish it. Zhao Yi's words undoubtedly subverted their understanding.

Everyone is familiar with the Immortal Family. They exist in many areas, especially in the Northeast, which is very popular. They are either ghosts that are kind to people, or animals that practice Taoism. But how powerful are the Immortal Family that can go to work in the "Underworld"? .

Glancing at everyone's reaction from the corner of his eye, Zhao Yi knew that the effect was achieved.

Creating a big backer for the Xian family, although it is not enough to convince Li Botao and others, there must be doubts in their hearts, but it is enough to deter them from having other ideas.

Dinner was not finished until early in the morning. Zhao Yi stretched out as he walked out of the office and was led by Hu Xiaokang to the cell that had been cleaned up. He took all the tea in the cupboard and left it for Li Botao to chew peonies, which was a waste.

Hu Xiaokang, who was walking in front, had a flattering smile on his face. He bent slightly and explained: "Due to time constraints and because no one dared to touch your altar, we took the initiative to change the duty room into an independent cell."

Looking at the expressionless Zhao Yi, Hu Xiaokang quickly added: "If you don't like it, you can adjust it again tomorrow."

"No need."

Zhao Yi replied lightly, feeling that it was the same everywhere.

In fact, you don't even need to go to the private room. The tofu pieces made by the inmates in cell No. 56 are more professional than the veterans in the army. After leaving them, you have to do it yourself.

But he didn't want to think about it anymore. He had more important things to do now.

Use the Heart Sutra of Creation to "draw" something that has been in your mind for a long time!