She stretched out her hand to me and said, "My name is He Shasha, hello."
"Zhang Dabao." I also stretched out my hand. When I touched the girl's hand, I was shocked because these hands had definitely killed people!
Don't disbelieve this. Look carefully at those who kill dogs and pigs. They all have a murderous aura. People who have killed people often show it in their palms. That is, when you just touch the other person's hand, it is hot, but it will become cold in a moment. This is exactly the opposite of ordinary people.
But she is only 23 or 24 years old this year. Even if she looks young, she is definitely not more than 25 years old. Looking at her closely, her eyes reveal a kind of maturity that is indifferent to life and death, which is completely different from the state when she suspected that I was a ghost.
"I can settle the detention for you. I am in a hurry now. Can you go and see me first?" she said. I said in embarrassment: "You won't understand even if I tell you. It's really not possible today, and I have to go to prison this time." I was going to use the prison to break Xianchi. If I didn't go in to avoid the disaster, something would happen sooner or later. Besides, my back was still very cold, which meant that the ghost was always following me.
Afraid that He Shasha would not believe me, I said again: "Three days, if you can get me out, come back to get me out after three days."
He Shasha was very straightforward, she didn't say much, and I felt that this woman had some of the heroism of a man. I asked her to drive me to the detention center. We chatted on the way. I felt that her identity was very mysterious. She didn't say anything except some irrelevant things, and she also said that she thought I was a ghost at the time, so she was scared.
I said helplessly that I didn't look like a ghost.
But when He Shasha opened the mirror of the co-pilot for me, I found that I was actually wearing a shroud. Maybe because I stayed on the ferry for a long time, I lost too much yang energy, and my face was as white as paper. I really looked like a ghost. I cursed Lao Luo in my heart. He was really a swindler. He went to the ghost market to sell funeral clothes in the middle of the night. Did he think his life was too long or something?
I heard her say that the so-called "sitting in the pit" refers to the living sitting on the grave to sell things, and the ghosts come to help increase wealth, but there is a rule that people cannot speak, so when I spoke, the seller suddenly knelt down to burn paper, which scared He Shasha and thought that a ghost came. Looking back, she saw me wearing funeral clothes and my face was pale. She thought I was a ghost, and that's what happened later.
In less than half an hour, the car stopped at the door of the detention center. Regarding the dragon coffin in her hand, He Shasha just asked me not to meddle in other people's business. She got out of the car with me and said to me with a serious expression: "I will pick you up in three days. I hate people who don't keep their promises the most, so don't think about running away."
I pointed to the detention center. When I got here, I wanted to run, but they had to let me go!
I stretched my shoulders and said helplessly: "Don't follow me, I should go to the detention center, do you want to be locked up for a while?"
But He Shasha seemed to be afraid that I would run away, and she took the initiative to ask to "send" me to the detention center.
I couldn't persuade her, so I let her do it, so I took off my shroud and walked into the gate of the detention center with my bare chest.
Having written this, let me popularize the Feng Shui pattern of the prison. According to the traditional Chinese Yin and Yang theory, the government office generally faces south and is located in the "Kun" direction. The prison door is the symbol and eyes of a prison. The prison door must be strong. The main color of the door is generally black. Whether it is made of iron or wood, it pursues thickness, simplicity, solemnity, and majesty. The prison door symbolizes the separation of Yin and Yang, and solidifies the boundary between this and that, freedom and shackles, and law-abiding and law-breaking in the minds of criminals.
The most common decoration in prisons is the "Bi'an", because it is good at fighting for justice and can judge cases, so there are Bi'an guarding the prison gate, which means not to be wronged or let go. If anyone has been in, you can recall it carefully and you will know, but of course we still have to be a good citizen who abides by the law. Another digression, generally, big brothers set off firecrackers after being released from prison to get rid of the gloomy atmosphere inside.
Let's say that when He Shasha and I entered the detention center, the guards on duty were dumbfounded and asked me what I was doing? I said I was here to see the detention center and stay in prison.
"Are you crazy?" The guard obviously didn't believe it. Seeing that I was shirtless, he thought I was crazy and started to drive me away.
I said I really came to the detention center, but the policeman who brought me here had something wrong, so I came by myself.
Due to my repeated requests, the young prison guard on duty finally retrieved the information. After a while, he said in surprise: "The information says that you are absconding for fear of crime. If you surrender, you have to go back to the police station to go through the procedures first." "No, I really came to jail. It's too troublesome to go to the police station. Just lock me up." I said. The prison guard said it was against the rules and insisted that I go to the police station. We argued for a while, and the prison guard called the police. Until two policemen came, they re-issued me a procedure so that I could enter the cell smoothly. When I asked about the situation of the two policemen who took me last night, the policeman who came actually sighed. He said that one of the two policemen who took me yesterday was dead and the other was crazy. I felt quite sad after hearing it. To be honest, the two were indeed good policemen. So I said, "Hello, do you have the home address of the crazy policeman? My family is an old Chinese medicine doctor who specializes in treating epileptic psychosis. Tell me the address and I will take him to see after I get out of prison. I have to try it to know whether it works or not." The tall policeman stared at me for a long time: "Are you the Taoist priest who was caught for prostitution last night?" I looked at He Shasha and felt very embarrassed. In order to shut the policeman up, I urged him to write me the address and chatted about some medical knowledge. I put the address he wrote in the Qing Nang and handed it over to the government. He Shasha left with peace of mind until I changed into a prison uniform and was taken into the iron gate by the prison guard. As soon as I entered the detention center, I immediately felt an inexplicable sense of depression in my heart. Prisons are also called Jedi in Feng Shui. A wall separates yin and yang. So after entering the detention center this time, I swear that I will never want to come again in my life. I was led to the detention room by the prison guard. Short-term detention is different from prison. If there are enough rooms, you will be allowed to live alone in most cases, and everyone will be released after a few days, so there are few bullying incidents. But if it is in a prison, it is another matter.
Maybe the public security is better recently, I was even arranged to live in a single room.
In the empty room, there are four bunk beds and eight beds. The cell door is a traditional iron gate. The first day is generally for prisoners to adapt to the environment. The second day starts with political classes and ideological education such as copying the Eight Honors and Eight Shames.
Last night, because I was too tired, and sleeping is one of the best ways to avoid the killing of teachers, I slept for a whole day and night.
The only accident was the ghost who followed me all the way into the detention center. At first, I didn't want to pay attention to him. As a result, I slept in a daze until midnight and saw the shadow of an old man in his seventies standing at the head of my bed.
"Damn you, you kicked down my roof. I'm going to kill you, kill you." The old man whispered in my ear.
I'm used to seeing ghosts, so I didn't feel scared. He just bullied me because I was unlucky today, so I let him do whatever he wanted. He kicked me and scratched me. The old guy kept tossing me until midnight, but once it was past twelve o'clock, I suddenly felt full of strength.
This is because the killing of the master was over!
I immediately sat up, moved my hands, stared at the old man standing by the bed and said, "You're not done! Just fight for a while, what's the matter, you still want to kill me?"
"You, you're not afraid? I'm a ghost." The old man asked me in disbelief.
"Come on, ghost, get closer to me." I gestured to him.
The old man suddenly floated over, opened his mouth and threatened me, but at this time I had already pinched the magic finger and pointed at him: "I am still a heavenly master!" With a crisp sound, the ghost was injured by my magic finger, and he was stunned immediately.
At the same time, I quickly disassembled the prison straw mat, took out a small knot of hay, rubbed the grass scraps with my hands, and picked out the grass stalks that formed a sharp shape. I said coldly: "Do you believe that I can kill you again?"
The old man was scared and wanted to run away, but I gently blew the grass scraps in my hand, and all the grass in my hand seemed to have life and flew towards the old man, scaring him to scream and kneel on the ground to kowtow to me.
I didn't want to hurt him either. My goal was achieved, so I waved my hand to scatter the grass, because my grandfather often said that a good Feng Shui master can call every grass and tree a Feng Shui weapon, and the same is true for folk ghost catching. Only when dealing with evil ghosts can talismans be used. Most of the time, folk methods are quick and convenient.
"I don't want to hurt you, but you can't keep chasing me." I said helplessly.
"I'll leave now, and I won't dare to do that again. It's just that you stepped on the roof of my house, and I had no choice but to chase you." He said.
Roof? I suddenly remembered that when I was chasing He Shasha, I accidentally kicked down two bricks. [Three bricks built in front of the cemetery, remember to put the one that was knocked down for the "person". ]
After listening to him, my anger subsided. Who made us wrong first? So I said, "Then let's do this. You stay here first, and I'll put the door up for you after I get out of prison."
The old man thanked him repeatedly. So I asked him to be quiet, and I used Xiao Liuren to calculate the good and bad luck, and found that the disaster of Xianchi had faded a lot, which meant that I had reached a desperate situation, and I had broken my own life and death situation.
And I found that my fortune was also on the rise. Lying on the bed, I took a deep breath. This time I felt at ease. I thought about how to make a small fortune for myself tomorrow to speed up the formation of good fortune and try to find Jiang Shiyu as soon as possible after I get out of the detention center.