I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all the book friends

Because of the title of the book, it had to be revised again. The original title of the book was "Xiuzhen Must Die", and it has now been renamed "Xiuzhen Must Fail". Because of the censorship, this can only be done, and there are only minor changes to the run, so as not to disappoint the book friends. Please forgive me for the inconvenience caused by this.

"What's going on??" One after another, the monks chased after them, and two of them also jumped out of the screening area. The screening area flashed a few more blue lights, "They ran, there are escape masters among them, it's an instant." "Someone is shouting.

Ding Yi quietly looked into the field, the forest had disappeared and returned to its original state, but the two young men from before had disappeared, and only a few monks had just pursued them.

All the spectators were asked to slowly and orderly exit the audience, and Ding Yi found that the number of monks involved in the hunt became more and more.

All the audience members who appeared were asked to hold their heads in their hands, not to talk to each other, squatting in the front hall of the Dream Theater, more than a dozen cultivators staring at each other, from time to time someone was called to the cabin next to the front desk to question, the time of the question was about ten minutes, and they were not allowed to leave after the question, but came back and squatted on the other side of the front hall.

Ding Yi and the others sat in front of the most theater, so the order of appearance was relatively backward, so they could only wait slowly.

Fortunately, the attendance rate of the theater is not very high, and the theater of five or six hundred people only has seventy or eighty people, otherwise with this efficiency, it is estimated that it will be late at night when they ask Ding Yi when they arrive. In this panicked and anxious situation, time is slowly passing.

A fat man may be a little numb in his legs, his body just shook twice, and he wanted to change his posture, and a cultivator directly lifted him out of the crowd out of thin air with his mental power, manipulating the fat man's body, rising six or seven meters into the air, and then letting him fall from the air.

"I told you, I wasn't allowed to move, why don't you understand? It's uncomfortable to squat, I don't mind letting you all lie on my stomach like this fat man. The telekinesis said murderously.

Ding Yi didn't dare to move, Ding Yi saw that the fat man had fallen from such a high place, and he had already begun to bleed, Ding Yi guessed that he must have regretted why he had moved so much just now. From Ding Yi's point of view, Ding Yi could just see the fat man's fat face, at this time the whole face was covered with blood, and there was blood flowing out of the corners of his eyes, mouth, nose, and even ears.

The fat man wanted to maintain this and that lying position, but after only a short while, he began to convulse, and Ding Yi heard a muffled cry, which was a strange sound from his nose and throat that he forcibly endured and did not make a sound, but his own instinctive pain. It was a little fat man, probably the son of a big fat man.

Seeing such a tragedy happen to his loved ones, he had to endure and not speak out, and Ding Yi could empathize with the sorrow of being a civilian.

The telekinesis should have heard this cry, and he coldly glanced at the little fat man in the field, the little fat man was covered in chaff, trembling, and terrified to the extreme.

Fortunately, the telekinesis didn't embarrass the little fat man, but just turned his head away with a "hum".

Ding Yi and the others are also sweating, so scared that they can't do it, these guys are careless of people's lives, and they don't take Ding Yi and their civilians in their eyes at all.

A large group of people suddenly poured in outside, and an angry voice came out: "You guys are going too far, even if you are chasing fugitives, you can't do this, Jiyun City is not a place outside the law, if you do this, is there any legal procedure? Is there still procedural justice?"

"Old Wei, please pay attention to it, you are now cooperating with us in handling the case, and you have the right to exercise your rights, but you have no right to ignore the procedures we handle. Afterwards, if you are not satisfied, you can submit an appeal to the National Assembly, but we hope that you will cooperate with our work as much as possible. It was a middle-aged man's voice.

"I hope you let these spectators go, haven't the fugitives already fled, and what are you still holding these poor people for?" That Wei Lao seemed to be the master of this dream theater, the illusionist master Wei Xiang.

"Old Wei, we don't rule out that there are accomplices of fugitives here, please believe my subordinates, they are all professionals, we will identify them one by one, we will not wronged a good person, nor will we let a bad person get away with it. Please give these young people a little more time. The middle-aged man said unhurriedly.

"Those who have completed the inspection, they should always be let go, right?" It seems that this Wei Lao is also quite helpless against the group of people who came to handle the case.

"This group of people can't leave for the time being, they have to cross-check and confirm, you wait patiently for a while. A woman's voice came, and Ding Yi felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

"How long will it take?" Wei Xiang asked.

"Don't be in a hurry, just wait a few more minutes. The middle-aged man replied with a good time.

Wei Xiang pointed to the fat man in the pool of blood and said, "That's how you checked? They just came to see a magic disc, and you made them like this? You see how your subordinates treat my audience? They are not criminals, you can't treat them like this, I demand that they be given legitimate civil rights, otherwise who will dare to come to my theater in the future? Who will compensate for this loss?"

The middle-aged man was also a little displeased: "Take him to the side to heal first, and let these people relax a little." They're just suspects, not criminals, are they? ”

Then the chanter said to the crowd holding their heads in their hands and squatting: "You can put your hands down, you can move in place, but you are not allowed to touch your ears and shake around." Your activity area is based on this middle line of the front desk, and you can't go beyond it, and you can hear it clearly. ”

The crowd let out a small gasp of relief, and Ding Yi hurriedly stood up and rubbed his numb legs. and Yuan Zhen exchanged helpless eyes.

"Huh, isn't this little Ding Yi? Why are you here?" A voice came, Ding Yi looked for prestige, and saw a capable female correction in uniform looking at him with a smile, but it was Lan Xuan's sister Lan Kou.

"Sister Lancôme, I just came to watch a magic disc with my friends, and it happened to be like this. Ding Yi looked at Lancôme pleadingly. Lancôme nodded and asked, "Who else is your friend?" Yuan Zhen hurriedly pulled his younger brother and said, "It's us!"

The audience around them looked at them with envy. "Hey, little fat man, come here. Ding Yi looked at the group of people, suddenly thought of something, and shouted to the poor little fat man in the crowd. "And him. ”

The little fat man was just repaying Ai Ai's compassion, but he was hit by this sudden happiness in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't care about his numb legs, and hurriedly crawled to Ding Yi's side.

Lancôme nodded, turned around and said, "Check on these children first." If it's okay, let them go first. Then he turned back and smiled charmingly at Ding Yi, and turned to leave.

Yuan Zhen didn't expect that in this case, Ding Yi actually had cultivators who knew and befriended well, and the level was not low. Lancôme walked up to the middle-aged man who was in charge of the overall situation, and whispered a few words, the man turned his head to take a look, and Ding Yi and the others hurriedly bowed to the middle-aged man to express their gratitude. At this time, Ding Yi saw the appearance of the thin middle-aged man, that person was actually nothing special, and it was estimated that it would not be inconspicuous if thrown into the crowd, but those eyes gave Ding Yi an unfathomable feeling, and there was a refreshing chill.

The middle-aged man nodded, and turned his head again. I don't know what to say in Lancôme's ear. I saw Lancôme nodding frequently, and immediately greeted her, and four or five cultivators followed her out of the front hall.

Soon, it was Ding Yi's turn and them, Ding Yi was the first to be brought into the hut, there were two cultivators in the hut, the table that was originally used to sell tickets was temporarily requisitioned as a desk for interrogation, a cylindrical object composed of countless dense miniature formations was placed in the middle of the table, and an object composed of several rings was also placed on the table. In front of the table is a chair with several strange ropes tied to it. The monk who had taken Ding Yi in walked up to one of the monks and whispered a few words, then turned around and led the door out.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a normal procedure, kid. The monk who had whispered to him said, "Just tell us what you see in the theater, or what you feel is wrong." He stopped the white-faced young monk next to him. The white-faced youth was about to get up.

It was a monk with a mustache, and Ding Yi guessed that the white-faced youth might be preparing to tie Ding Yi with a few strange ropes.

Ding Yi was very cooperative and told the mustache in detail what he saw and heard. The mustache listened attentively, taking notes in a notebook from time to time.

When Ding Yi finished speaking, the mustache said that Ding Yi could leave.

The second one to go in was Yuan Zhen, taking advantage of this time, Ding Yi and the little fat man chatted quietly, it turned out that the little fat man's surname was Jiang, his big name was Jiang Zhengyi, and it was his father Jiang Bingkun who hit the street, their family opened a hardware store in the south of the city, he was twelve years old this year and was a student of the junior high school of Qingyun Academy, he was the only son of the Jiang family, this time he was clamoring for his father to take him out to see the magic disc, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing. Worried about his father's safety, his brow was always tightly locked, and he couldn't help wiping his tears from time to time. Ding Yi only kept comforting him.

After waiting for a while, Yuan Zhen also came out, and the next one was Yuan Kui. Although Yuan Kui is young and timid, this is not the place to talk about this. Ding Yi and they can do this, they have already been opened the back door and taken a shortcut. Frightened, they turned back step by step, and finally followed the monk who led them in into the hut.

"Did they tie you up?" Ding Yi asked Yuan Zhen quietly, Yuan Zhen shook his head, Ding Yi knew that they could get such treatment, which was inseparable from Lancôme's care. Yuan Zhen was a little nervous, he was very worried about his younger brother, Yuan Kuike was very timid. However, they were worried a lot, Yuan Kui was almost the fastest of the three of them, and it seemed that those cultivators did not make it difficult for them.

gave the little fat man an encouraging look, and Jiang Zhengyi was also taken into the hut, because Ding Yi's relationship quickly walked out safely. The monk who had brought them into the hut suspended his work and took them out of the theatre himself. It wasn't until this time that Ding Yi discovered that there were still cultivators on guard outside the theater.

Ding Yi looked up at the sky, it should have been five or six o'clock in the evening, the sky in the west was only the last touch of red, Jiang Zhengyi had to wait for his father, and he had to wait outside, Ding Yi asked him if he had any money on him? Jiang Zhengyi shook his head, Ding Yi gave him a silver dollar, and told him to go to the neighborhood to eat something and wait. Who knows when these cultivators will be finally screened.

Saying goodbye to the little fat man, it could be seen that he was very scared, but Ding Yi thought that he could only help here.

Returning along the road with Brother Yuan Zhen, everyone's mood was very heavy.

Xiuzhen and the following are all ants, and the four of them were taught a lesson this time, and they deeply experienced the sorrow of being a civilian.

"Xiao Yi, do you know, the two cultivators ran towards us before, ran all the way, and grabbed us mortals all the way, and used their bodies to block the pursuers behind me, I was afraid to die, I saw a woman like that, they were thrown backwards like garbage, and the guy chasing them behind was also inhumane, and directly greeted those who threw them with a sword, and I saw that woman was split in half by them with a knife. At that time, I thought what if we were caught and thrown behind?" said Yuan Zhen excitedly.

"You are very brave, you saved me and Yuan Kui. Ding Yi took over, "I know what you want to say, this is the fate of most of us civilians, what can we do?" That's why I want to be a cultivator so much, I don't want to be the one who is thrown out." ”

"Isn't there a way to change all this?" asked Yuan Zhen bitterly.

Ding Yi was speechless.

The three of them walked in the quiet street, at this time, the lights were on, the night view of Jiyun City decorated with glow stone was particularly charming, and the hazy five-color colors reflected each other, such a beautiful night, but everyone had no intention of appreciating it.

"If you become a cultivator, will you be like those people?" Yuan Zhen asked suddenly.

"I don't know, I don't think so, such a bloody thing, I don't think I can do it. Ding Yi said.

"However, if you have to do this to become a cultivator, would you still want to do it?" Yuan Zhen asked again.

Ding Yi stopped, looked at his old friend with a straight face, Yuan Zhen's eyes flashed with paranoid flames, Ding Yi pressed Yuan Zhen's shoulder, "I won't, I can't do it, if I have to, I'd rather harm myself than swing a knife at civilians." Ding Yi said solemnly.

"Remember what you said today. Yuan Zhen said in a divine way.

Ding Yi looked at Yuan Zhen who turned around and walked with his younger brother in amazement, not knowing what Yuan Zhen meant by this sentence.

When I returned home, I was naturally criticized by my family. Ding Zhaoding even had a three-chapter agreement with Ding Yi, and Ding Yi faced all the criticism and blame, and he was submissive. Ding Li was also beaten down by his mother, anyway, it means that Ding Yi is not allowed to go out without the consent of his family in the future, and then he must go home at the specified time when he goes out, otherwise the family law will serve.

After eating the meal left by Wu Shuhui, Ding Yi returned to his bedroom. Today is really an exciting day, those arrogant cultivators and those poor innocent people who watched the movie, poor fat man Jiang Bingkun, I don't know what the treatment situation is, thinking of these victims, why am I not one of them.