Sure enough, the next morning, Liu Guaizi complained that his body hurt and he couldn't get up. Several inmates in the same cell took a look and saw that his back looked like he had been whipped with a whip. There were blood-soaked stripes on his back, as well as on his arms and feet. When asked what happened, he said he was beaten last night.
A green-faced inmate said, "No guard policeman interrogated you last night. Who else would dare to beat you except the guard policemen?" Why do you say such nonsense?
Liu Guaizi groaned and said that you don't know something. Last night in my dream, I was kidnapped by some ghosts and taken to the City God's Temple where I was whipped.
Several inmates were shocked, some believed it; some did not believe it. Believe it or not, he does have scars on his back that cannot be explained. They all looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. I looked at you and you looked at me. They were speechless but did not speak.
Liu Guaizi, who had always been domineering, was frustrated by this and hung his head. He talked about the strange things he had experienced in his dream in a way that made people believe it or not.
The reason why he was beaten in the dream was because he should not have bullied Qian Jishi in the quarry yesterday. He also admitted his mistake to a warrior who claimed to be the protector of the Dharma, and promised not to do the same thing again.
A squinting inmate said, if Qian Jishi is dishonest and shows off in front of you, Liu Guaizi, of course he can be beaten.
Oh my god, you still dare to beat him? If I beat him, will that protector take my life? Liu Guaizi rubbed the scars on his back with his hands as he spoke.
However, as far as I know, Qian Jishi is quite honest and generally does not offend others. Even if you bully him, he will let you go. The green-faced inmate expressed his impression of Qian Jishi.
Which money helps the world? I haven't figured it out yet. The squinting inmate stared at the green-faced inmate and asked.
It was the kind-faced young man whose mouth kept moving, as if he was silently reciting something. The green-faced prison inmate pointed out the characteristics of money to help the world.
oh! It's him. Last time I quietly approached him and found him silently reciting the Buddha's name. When the squinting inmate said this, his expression became solemn.
At this moment, Liu Guaizi, who was groaning for a while, said another sentence, "Do you know?" Not only will I not bully Qian Jishi from now on, but I will also protect him.
how do I say this? The green-faced inmate said a little bit unfairly, "Liu Guaizi, it's all Qian Jishi's fault that you are like this. Don't you hate him?"
Liu Guaizi smiled bitterly, then shook his head and avoided the topic. If I stop bullying Qian Jishi and protect him, the scars on my back will heal without treatment.
Just as he was talking, the policeman on duty knocked on the door, and Liu Guaizi shut up. An inmate went to open the door, and the guard police came in. He was surprised to see that they were completely silent, so he walked around to the side of the bunk and found that there were streaks of blood-soaked wounds on Liu Guaizi's back, so he reached out and lifted his chin. Ask, Liu Guaizi, you usually beat others, why are you being beaten by others now?
Liu Guaizi remained silent. The guard guard released his hand holding his chin and said, Damn it, you have become more honest after being exposed. Then he turned around, looked at the prisoners who were bowing their heads slightly, and said, "Tell me, which one of them beat Liu Guaizi into this state?"
No one spoke. The guarding police officer looked sulky and suddenly shouted, "If you don't admit it, I will treat it as if you were fighting in the prison cell and give you an extra year in prison."
My scars have nothing to do with them - Liu Guaizi suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.
You said it had nothing to do with them, then who did you get beaten by? The guarding policeman stared at him suspiciously and asked.
I dreamed last night that I was kidnapped by a few ghosts and taken to the City God's Temple where I was whipped. I woke up like this. When Liu Guaizi said this, he turned his head and looked at the wall.
What nonsense. What the hell is wrong? What City God's Temple? It's all nonsense, what are you making up? The police guard didn't believe it at all, and told the other prisoners in the cell that if they don't admit that fighting is okay, their sentences will be increased by one year.
Unjust, really unjust. The green-faced inmate shouted away. The smiling inmate also shouted. Another inmate looked aggrieved and echoed, "It's really yellow mud that's stuck to the crotch. It's either feces or feces. I can't tell."
Make it clear. Suddenly someone was talking in the prison cell, but no one was there. The guard looked around and felt strange. The voice is still talking. Let me be fair. The scars on Liu Guaizi's back have nothing to do with them, but only to me. It was I who asked the city god to use a few ghost servants to teach Liu Guaizi a lesson.
Who are you? Why don't you show up? And why should Liu Guaizi be taught a lesson? The guarding policeman asked and looked around with his eyes wide open, but saw nothing.
At this time, I heard another burst of laughter. The laughter stopped, and I heard that sound coming from the void again. It doesn't hurt to tell you that I am the protector of Hualing Temple. I don't need to show up, and I am not used to showing up. If I show up, are caught by you, and find a reason to hang around with a black card, I'm not used to it either. As for why Liu Guaizi needs to be taught a lesson, it is because he is waiting for an opportunity to bully Qian Jishi, a good man who was reincarnated by the earthly immortal Pei Shi'en. The words stopped abruptly.
Of course, the police guard could not explain the abnormal phenomena in this prison cell. However, he no longer pursues the other criminals. He walked around behind Liu Guaizi again, looked at the scars on his back, and said, Liu Guaizi, come with me to find the prison doctor to apply some medicine on you.
No, as long as I repent and admit my mistakes and stop bullying Qian Jishi from now on, the injury on my back will heal without medical treatment. Liu Guaizi said confidently.
The guarding police officer said "hum", then you should repent and admit your mistake! See if it is useful or not. He left this prison cell and thought to himself: Just wait one day! I'll come back to see Liu Guaizi tomorrow. If Liu Guaizi's back injury doesn't improve, I'll notify the prison doctor to treat him.
The next morning, Liu Guaizi was still lying on the bed in the prison cell moaning. It turned out that the injury on his back had not improved. The green-faced inmate took a look and found that some of the scars on the scars were red and swollen, and some were leaking pus. He said, "You are delayed. Just ask the prison doctor to see you yesterday." Liu Guaizi was silent, regretting that he was too confident yesterday.
At this time, the cyan inmate asked the squinty-eyed inmate to get breakfast for them, while he went out to report Liu Guaizi's condition to the guarding policeman on duty. After a while, the prison doctor came, applied medicine to the scarred area on Liu Guaizi's back, and set up a stand to administer anti-inflammatory injections.
However, after three days of treatment, there was still no improvement, and the scars on my back were festering.
The prison doctor said that this would require hospitalization. Just as the stretcher was being prepared, Qian Jishi from the south cell came. He said to the doctor who was packing the medicine box and about to leave the cell, "Hold on, let me treat Liu Guaizi."
forget it! I won't bully you now, but I don't believe you. Don't delay my illness. Liu Guaizi glared at him and spoke his inner thoughts.
Don't show off! The guarding policeman also scolded him with a frown.
Just believe me! I immediately treated the festering wound on my back with him. When Qian Jishi said this, he threw his hand in the air. In the blink of an eye, a square piece of white cloth floated down from the roof of the prison cell, and he reached out to catch it. Then he told the police officers, prison doctors and several inmates present, "Don't stop me. I can cure Liu Guaizi's disease."
I'll believe you just once. The guarding policeman saw Qian Jishi taking a piece of white cloth from the air with his own eyes. He was quite curious and wanted to see the trick, so he said this.
After saying that, I felt a little regretful. That was because I was worried that his trick would be ineffective and delay the diagnosis and treatment time. So he yelled again, "Qian Jishi, let me tell you clearly, I hope you cure Liu Guaizi's disease. If you can't cure it, don't blame me for punishing you." I'm going to add a few more years to your sentence because you're pretending to be a god and bewitching people. This is not just to scare you.
