Master of the city

I listened to the voice outside. It's amazing and quiet. I hope no one will disturb me when I practice.

Zhang Fan put other things aside, leaving only the white fruit.

It's a fruit condensed from the aura of qianlongmai. It contains a lot of aura. At the beginning, Zhang Fan wanted to swallow the rare talent and treasure like the protagonists in those stories. Later, he thought it was a little unreliable.

Black fruit split a hole, and the resentment made the whole imperial mansion not quiet, and several people died. Although the white fruit is much smaller than black fruit, if you swallow it directly, it is still very likely that the aura contained in it will directly burst the meridians. Even if it doesn't explode, I'm afraid it will make a lot of aura dissipate directly.

You should know that the things that can be contained in human meridians are limited, just like a bucket, how much water you pour into it, it can hold only that bucket, and the rest can't be retained.

Why don't you cut a hole and squeeze out a drop of juice?

It's still not right. After the peel is broken, the aura in the white fruit will spread everywhere like the resentment of the black fruit.

After much deliberation, Zhang Fan sat down with his knees crossed, clasped his hands with each other, carefully clasped the white fruit in his palm, and began to use Taiyi's mental method to absorb the aura of white fruit.

In fact, the peel of this kind of fruit does have a very good isolation effect, but the fruit itself seems to have a very special characteristic, that is, it releases a certain concentration of gas field around the fruit. Before Zhang Fan got close enough to smell the aroma of the fruit.

Zhang Fan uses this posture to practice meditation. He just doesn't want to waste the aura in the fruit. He can absorb as much as he can through the skin. But he didn't expect that after entering the cultivation state, he found that the aura he can absorb is much more than he imagined. A cool air stream flows into the body from the palm, moistening the dried meridians, which is a comfortable feeling, It makes Zhang Fan hum.

This meditation practice lasted for more than two hours. As the saying goes, if you want to be quick, you can't reach it. Zhang Fan was afraid that too much aura would be harmful to his body, so he stopped practicing. By this time, the true Qi in his body had recovered to 70% of its full strength, and it was enough to cope with the general situation. Of course, he stopped at this time because he estimated that it was time for dinner, and there would be guards coming. If the cultivation process was disturbed, it would be bad.

"That's not good in a single cell. There's no one to talk to." Zhang Fan is a bit bored lying on the bed. The life of modern people is really boring without mobile phones. If only we had a few inmates around us, we could at least see a drama of prison situation.

What? What do you say if the old criminal leaves? Come on, although brother fan's real anger is only 30% or 40%, it's not a few ordinary people who can win. Well, if you come to trouble him, you'll be beaten out.

After lying on the bed for a while, it was getting dark. Zhang Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Just now my stomach grunted several times. Although I don't have a mobile phone or a watch, I know it's almost seven o'clock in the evening. No matter how bad it is, I'll have to give you a meal. And Since I was put here, I don't seem to have heard anyone's voice again.

Zhang Fan's six senses are very sharp. Before, he thought it was a great loss of his cultivation, and his hearing also dropped. He didn't feel anything. Now he has recovered 70% of his cultivation, but Zhang Fan finds that he still doesn't hear other people's voices, neither the guards nor the prisoners. It's as if the whole prison is closed to only one person. You can hear the tide outside the cell window.

What's going on? Even if you touch the secret of the suppressed hidden dragon, you should not use the whole prison or detention center to detain yourself. This is too much publicity.

Zhang Fan said in his heart. He walked slowly to the door and wanted to see the situation in the corridor through the small window on the door. As a result, Zhang Fan found that the corridor outside was as dark as his cell. It was getting dark and he didn't even turn on a light.

What does that mean?

"Dong Dong Dong"

"anyone? Do the guards have any? A guard will starve to death. "

Zhang Fan began to hit the door with his fist, trying to attract the attention of the guards here, but the corridor was still dead and silent, without any response.

"What the hell is that?"

After knocking for a long time, there was no response. Zhang Fan was also a little annoyed when he was speechless. When he scratched, he accidentally pressed the door handle below, and then heard a "click" sound.

Zhang Fan was stunned. I believe everyone is familiar with the sound. It's the sound when the lock spring is opened. Do you mean your cell is not locked at all?

Surprised, Zhang Fan grabs the doorknob and pulls it. The door of the cell is pulled open.

Looking at the door opened by himself, Zhang Fanyi didn't know what to do.

What he and Xie Tianyuan did is impossible to convict him according to the law, but what's the matter with the open door? Although he can't be convicted, he is still in custody. If he leaves the prison without permission, will he be regarded as a prison break? Maybe As long as you walk out of the room, you'll be killed by a sniper who has been arranged early?In an instant, countless thoughts began to spin in Zhang Fan's head. It seemed that a common door, whether to go out or not, had become a choice between life and death.

"Jie Jie..."

A burst of strange laughter suddenly came from the corridor. Zhang Fan's whole body was excited and quickly stepped back. But he looked at the door for a long time, but didn't see anything. Even the laughter of Yin measurement no longer rang out.

"What's the matter? Can't we put it on the table? Why do you have to play tricks in the dark? Come on, if you have anything to say, just come out and tell me. You don't have to design me that way. It's a waste of time. "

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and said aloud to the door.

But after waiting for two minutes, there was still silence outside.

Is he wrong? Is this not a trap?

Reason tells Zhang fan that it's better to close the door and go to bed. When you wake up, you'll see what's going on. But sometimes reason is defeated by the stomach.

"Gululu" calls incessantly the stomach, urgently needs to pacify. Zhang Fan took a deep breath, mobilized the whole body's real breath, just in case, and then stepped out of the door carefully.

The imaginary sniping didn't come. The corridor was still dead and quiet, but Zhang Fan didn't dare to relax. He kept a vigilant attitude and looked around for a long time. With such a look, Zhang Fan felt his head was big in an instant.

He didn't really go to prison or detention center. He didn't know what these two places really looked like, but the prisons he saw on TV seemed to be similar to here. The only difference was that the doors of the rooms in the corridor were basically open, and there were some waste papers and broken towels on the floor. It seemed that they had been trampled on, and there was a white towel on it And dry blood.

Zhang Fan feels that a cold sweat is coming out on his forehead again. Is it not that he is like officer Rick in the walking dead, waking up is the end of the world? I'll go. That's bullshit.

Zhang Fan added carefully, looking at the nearby prison. Between the prison is also messy, it seems that the people who originally lived here are very anxious, in addition, Zhang Fan has seen dried up blood in more than one prison.

The dust accumulated on the bed and bedding in the prison has a small layer, which can not be accumulated in three or five days. By contrast, the one Zhang Fan just lay down is just like a repainted imperial suite.

"Taishangxing is a star that can keep up with changes, expel evil spirits, bind evil spirits and protect life and body. Wisdom is the mirror, the mind is quiet, the three souls are eternal, and the soul is not lost. "

The situation around him was so strange that Zhang Fan had the illusion of being in a ghost town. He unconsciously recited the pure heart mantra in his mouth.

Zhang Fan's pure heart mantra uses real Qi when he recites it. If it's something like a blindfold, even if it doesn't disperse immediately, it will produce some ripples, which will make people see the flaws. But after reading it three times, Zhang Fan finds that the surrounding environment has not changed at all,

"is it really a prison? Man, did you really sleep to the end of the world? "

Zhang Fan suddenly flashed a fluster in his heart. He reached into the bag and wanted to feel Chi You's blood bead to communicate with it. After all, the thing that became essence was also an alternative brother of Zhang Fan. But this hand just reached into the bag, and Zhang Fan pulled out his hand as if he had been stabbed by a scorpion.

Just now, his hand felt a sharp tingle. When he reached in front of him, he saw that there was no wound on his hand, but it was faintly shrouded with scarlet evil spirit.

How strong is the evil spirit that can be seen with the naked eye in his present state?

Zhang Fan quickly pulled open the opening of the bag with both hands and looked in, but was shocked to find that the bag was scarlet.

"The trough! What's going on! "

Zhang fan can no longer control the scream out, this intensity of evil spirit, direct killing is enough!

What's going on? How can you have such evil spirit in your bag? Chiyouxuezhu's rampage? It's impossible. It's a fine thing. If it's not necessary, it won't let any evil spirit leak out Wait, the evil spirit leaks out The red fruit! Is the red fruit broken!

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan couldn't help shivering. The three fruits are all bred by the hidden dragon vein, and the aura contained in them is extremely powerful. If the evil spirit in the red fruit bursts out, I'm afraid it will turn to death for several kilometers!