I have a portable prison

Chapter 162

There was a muffled bang, and everyone who was sitting around the flashlight was startled. Looking up, at the dark corner ahead, Mingminglou slowly climbed up while supporting the ground.

Qin Bingshu stretched his neck to appreciate it for a moment, then smiled: "Minglou, are you okay? It's just getting angry, everyone has it." Then he called out to the dark corner where the tent is: "Qiqiu, didn't you scare you? Don't blame him, it was Team Leader Ding who asked him to see if you were awake!"

Zhao Qiqiu retracted his legs, fell backwards again, and landed on the open sleeping bag with a plop.

He breathed heavily silently, but the ups and downs of his chest could not relieve the inexplicable and somewhat violent heartbeat, and his fingers awkwardly and unconsciously picked at the sleeping bag.

What to do, he would rather be bitten by a dog at the door, and would rather have Mingminglou speak obscenely to him than to be "serious" and mention that extremely scary word to him!

After a while, Zhao Qiqiu came back to his senses completely, and stopped his movements in a daze. First he let out a sigh, and felt that his body was really soft. When he raised his head to look, he found that there was a down jacket under the sleeping bag. The size is also large enough, like...

Instantly recalling the thin touch of kicking on Mingminglou's body just now, Zhao Qiqiu was startled, the scene that he had forcibly forgotten before came back again, and even Mingminglou's deep voice sounded in his ear: "I want to love you..."

The heartbeat has another tendency to speed up, Zhao Qiqiu frowned tightly, and did not open his eyes until he successfully hypnotized himself to forget the past few days and what happened just now.

The situation outside has obviously changed, the weak light source is shaking, and the voices of Ding Yu and others have also become surprised, shouting: "We are below! Here!" There is a replying voice from farther away , Before long, the outside of the tent became brighter.

The familiar figure reappeared outside the tent. Zhao Qiqiu looked at the broad shoulders reflected in the tarpaulin and the hand lightly opening the entrance, and rubbed his temples with an extremely headache.

--What exactly is going on!Why did Mingminglou, why did he...?

What did I do wrong? !

Mingming Building outside seemed nothing happened, and said simply: "Don't sleep if you feel uncomfortable, let's go, the rescue team has found us."

"..." In your opinion, can I still fall asleep?

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When everyone entered the world inside the door, they traveled through the space, and were pulled into the door in an instant, but they had to take a plane honestly to go back.

When the parting time finally came, Zhang Kang, who had recovered, informed the others of the time and place of the next meeting. Zhao Qiqiu, who had been avoiding their eager eyes, said, "I can't promise to attend."

"I will try my best to contact you when the time comes, but I can understand if you don't participate." Zhang Kang's expression was a little complicated.

Even though Zhang Kang was seriously injured and did not see what happened with his own eyes, he had watched the video while waiting for rescue.Now Zhang Kang felt that no matter what Zhao Qiqiu said, he would be the first to agree.

It is true that Zhao Qiqiu cannot guarantee to participate in the internal meeting of the New Bureau. After all, Ding Yu and others have not returned yet. Let's hide for a few days and clean up first.

On the way back, Zhao Qiqiu stayed far away from Mingming Building. When the plane landed in Haijing, Zhao Qiqiu finally disregarded Zhang Kang's persuasion and got off the plane as if fleeing.

Maybe it was returning to the present world, maybe it was Zhao Qiqiu's kick in the tent that made Mingminglou sober up, and in broad daylight, Mingminglou turned back to that interesting character and didn't get along.Just at the end of his escape, Zhao Qiqiu looked back at him.Mingminglou was the last one to get off the rescue plane, put his hand on the handrail, and looked at him quietly.

With a heartbeat, Zhao Qiqiu cursed secretly, and quickly looked away, but the orphan-like figure of Mingminglou couldn't get away for a moment.

After entering the urban area, this time Zhao Qiqiu only stayed at Lin Zhao's place for half a day, and then immediately went up the mountain and completely stayed in the temple. Blocked until a few days later, the buzzing sound of the mobile phone became less, and Zhao Qiqiu was in the mood to open one or two fresh text messages occasionally.

Among them, Zhu Yuan sent the most messages. Zhao Qiqiu directly skipped the series of exclamation marks and opened the message from Sun Jianhang——

[I beg you, can you take a look at the news? 】

【Qi Qiu, do you know that the black box has revealed the real identity of the warden! 】

"Cough!" Almost choked to death by his own saliva, Zhao Qiqiu tapped his mobile phone in his palm, and after a while, he replied tenaciously with two words: 【I know. 】

Anyway, when he left the world inside the door, he knew that his identity could not be preserved, and he was not very surprised that the black box could do such a thing at this juncture.

Sun Jianhang probably never expected to receive a reply, and the emotions between the lines suddenly became intense: [You know, what do you know!It is so chaotic now, the website of the New Zealand Bureau has been attacked more than ten times, and the hacker has already been arrested, but he actually said that he is your fan and wants to get your photos and information!Let me tell you, you are in danger, these civilians are not afraid of your status as the warden at all, you are a big attractor. 】

Seeing the element of concern in it, Zhao Qiqiu felt a faint warm current in his heart, and replied: [Just recruit.I won't go down the mountain anytime soon. 】

It took a long time before the other side replied: 【What mountain are you going down? Are you really in Chengshui Temple?Do you need me to send some daily necessities up there? 】

After thanking him and replying no, Zhao Qiqiu put down his phone and went out to the backyard to water the trees, flowers, and a yellow parrot landed, hissing: "My lord, that kid is here again."

"...Come as soon as you come, didn't I say you don't need to notify me?"

"But today I feel..."

"Feel what?"

"It feels like if he stays for a while, he will be able to open the barrier."

"..."

The bucket fell to the ground with a bang, Zhao Qiqiu threw the ladle, strode outside, and told A Wu: "Wake up Qian Guanmian, let him go down and stop people, and the temple gate is closed!"

"Okay!" Ah Wu fluttered twice: "Then, my lord, what about you?"

"I...cough, I remembered something important, and I happened to visit the prison."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Qiqiu's figure in slippers disappeared in place.

The small parrot smacked its beak and flew to the deep pool in the vestibule while yelling: "Mr. Long, don't sleep—something is wrong! The debt collector is about to enter the door!!"

It yelled loudly above the pool for a long time before the pool bubbled up, and Qian Guanmao's sleepy voice came from the bottom of the water.

"Where's Qiqiu?"

"To be honest, my lord is too busy with business, and just ran away before finishing watering the flowers in the backyard!"

The scene was silent for a moment, Gululu——

Qian Guanmian said: "...Is it Mingming Building?"

"Dragon Lord is wise!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a moderate slamming sound at the door, exactly three times.

It’s true that when Cao Cao arrived, Ah Wu’s bird’s eyes widened immediately, and he fluttered back and forth anxiously, thinking that I’m a good boy. I thought that Mingminglou’s aptitude was already against the sky when he was young, but he didn’t expect it to be even more terrifying when he grew up. It’s only been a few days. He actually untied the formation that Long Jun had set up outside the temple!

Just when he didn't know what to do, there was a splash by the pool, and a drenched, skinny otaku crawled out of the pool weakly, took out his glasses from his wet pocket, and wiped them off. The hair that blocked the view, and the look of embarrassment and desolation, seemed to have just been kicked down.

Qian Guanmian wiped his face with a puff, and said decadently, "Oh, I didn't go to bed until five o'clock in the morning..."

Mingminglou was very patient. After a while, when he was about to knock on the door for the second time, the thick wooden door opened in front of him with a creak.

A gust of wind blew out from the door, accompanied by the sound of the messy weeds being blown down, Ming Minglou couldn't help squinting, and saw not only the door opened, but also a bare foot crossing the threshold. The black-haired young man who came out slowly raised his eyes, and stared at Mingminglou for a moment.

"Excuse me, Lord Long is resting." Mingming Lou said calmly.

The person who opened the door had short disheveled black hair, and his skin was as cold and white as if translucent, especially his eyes, which were as pale as glass, were exactly Qinglong himself.

Qinglong's eyes turned slowly, as if he was looking at him, and he said after a while: "The merits and virtues on your body are much thicker."

Mingminglou acquiesced to this point, and also looked at Qinglong, and said abruptly: "I found a deep pool for Lord Long in Chayinbrook. The water quality is clear and the environment is quiet. I wonder if Lord Long would like to take a look?"

Qinglong smiled slightly: "You are determined to send me away."

"Don't dare."

Qinglong looked at him seriously and said, "Only you and I know what happened before, so I never had the chance to thank you personally."

Mingminglou was silent for a moment before saying: "No need, if you were because of me..."

"If I didn't listen to you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Qinglong stared at Mingminglou calmly, but the calm, rational, even unconsciously cruel voice sounded in his mind.

At that time, it was still a soft and dirty earthworm lying on the tree in the backyard of Chengshui Temple. At dawn, Wang Siniang hid herself, only Mingminglou, a guest who had nothing to do, walked to the backyard like a wanderer, one person and one earthworm just like this again met.

"...why do you look so miserable."

"Is it because you don't want to be free, or can't you be free?"

"Want me to help you?"

Next, Qian Guanmian escaped from Wang Siniang's restraint and left Chengshui Temple, seeking death outside. There was only one thing to do every day, which was to keep committing suicide.

In the final analysis, Qinglong was born out of a womb, and there is such a cause and effect in it, so Qinglong still has a good impression of Mingminglou, even if this favor is not normal.

"Leave here," Qinglong stated, "he doesn't want to see you."

"I want to see him," Ming Minglou said without changing his expression.

"It's useless," Qinglong seemed to be talking about the weather today: "Even I can't get in that place, and I can't see through it. If he doesn't want to see you, you will never see it."

"So he's hiding." There seemed to be a hint of a smile on Mingminglou's lips, but upon closer inspection, there was nothing there.

Qinglong gave a natural grace, and the two stood by the door for a while, as if Mingminglou had no intention of leaving, Qinglong said again: "Go back, more and more people know his identity, wait He'll come down when he's ready."

"……it is good."

Xianminglou's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his eyes—he didn't want to really annoy that person, and it was too extravagant to ask Qinglong to block the way, he would not see Zhao Qiqiu today anyway.

"Long Jun, go in, I will come again."

The heavy temple door closed behind him, and Mingminglou stepped down the mountain. From the courtyard wall behind him, Qian Guanmian's voice suddenly came from a dream: "Hey, that, Mingminglou! By the way, tea Innbrook is too far, almost to the border, and there is no internet, how can I live, I will not go, thank you for your kindness, and be careful when going down the mountain!"

Mingminglou paused for a moment, then continued to walk down the steps, and said casually: "Understood, I will definitely find a good place for you in the future."

The author has something to say: Mingminglou: How do you feel about living together for so long? (ghostly)