Zhuo Yifan saw the third senior brother Mudun with a hideous face, and he was also happy at this time, and said to the monk Mudun: "Third senior brother, don't be so angry, he is just a stupid pig who escaped with his tail between his legs, why bother to be angry with the beast, the beast can't understand human speech." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"It's because he's a pig, a stupid pig, that I'm upset to see him so sassy!"

"When you say that, I seem to be a little upset!" Zhuo Yifan pursed his lips and smiled. His cheeks slowly climbed up at this time: "Actually, I want to use the bending finger fist you taught me to kill him with one punch." ”

Zen Master Huiyuan looked at Zhuo Yifan's direction, his brows furrowed slightly, obviously he still had some nostalgia for what he said just now, so he put his fingers together and said: "Amitabha, Yifan, monks must not talk nonsense!"

"Let's go, let's go......"

With the urging of the officials, a group of more than ten people from the Bodhi Temple was taken away.

......

Instead of being taken to the lobby for trial, they were taken to a cell. After all, Liu Ranmo's matter is not visible, so he can only solve it privately.

Standing at the door of the cell, looking at the appearance of the cell, Zhuo Yifan felt very familiar, a bit like the cell he was locked up in when he first came to Bocheng. At this time, Zhuo Yifan's face was full of joy, and he secretly thought that it would not be such a coincidence!

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the cell door, the thin man Zhao Cell Head walked out of the stone room at this time, his face was wrinkled when he didn't smile, and the folds on his face were stacked in a pile when he laughed.

"Hey, why are there so many people?" Zhao Cellhead said in surprise at the person who suddenly came in.

Hearing this familiar voice, Zhuo Yifan slowly stepped forward.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, don't come unharmed. Zhuo Yifan walked behind Zhao Prison and said with a smile on his face.

Zhao Prison Boss suddenly felt very strange, he didn't expect that among this group of prisoners, there were still people who knew him, so he quickly turned around. When he looked closely, it was Zhuo Yifan walking behind him, so he said with a light in his eyes: "Oh! Isn't this Brother Zhuo? ”

Seeing this, the Mudun monk couldn't help but feel strange, he didn't expect Zhuo Yifan to know such a person, he was really a rich master, and his hands and eyes were up to the sky. So a pair of big hands stroked Guangguang's head and stood behind Zhuo Yifan, also with a smirk on his face.

"Brother Zhao, what's the matter? you know!" asked the official who was holding Zhuo Yifan behind.

"Oh, a friend of mine. Zhao Jiaotou said.

"It turned out to be Brother Zhao's friend, then let Brother Zhao arrange it!" After speaking, the official walked out with the rest of the officials.

Seeing that those officials were gone, Zhao Jiaotou slowly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Zhuo, we are all so familiar, don't worry, you can do whatever you want with me." ”

When Zhuo Yifan saw him say this, he naturally understood what he meant, so he said with a smile: "This is no problem, these are my masters and brothers, you must take care of them." ”

"Don't worry, if you're not satisfied, just let me know. After speaking, Zhuo Yifan was led into his separate stone room, and the rest were arranged into the cell.

When he entered the cell, seeing Zhuo Yifan so vigorous, Shangguan Yuqing was still displeased.

As soon as he entered the stone room, there was still the wooden table in the middle, Zhuo Yifan and Zhao Cellhead sat around the wooden table, Zhao Cellhead poured tea for Zhuo Yifan, and asked puzzledly: "Brother Zhuo, what did you do, why were you arrested again?"

Zhuo Yifan was not polite, took a sip of the tea he poured slowly, and said slowly: "Hey, that day I was in Fumanlou and beat a kid named Liu Ranmo. ”

"Ahh

Seeing Zhao Cell's appearance, Zhuo Yifan had actually thought that Liu Ranmo was the son of the county magistrate, and they were all working under him, he should know better than himself about the relationship between his family, and Zhao Cellhead was not an ordinary old oilman.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan only smiled at Zhao Cell's head and did not speak.

Zhao Prison saw Zhuo Yifan's smile, the look of surprise on his face just now disappeared on his cheeks, and he said with a smile on his face: "Brother Zhuo, don't worry, although I can't let you go this time, as long as you are in my cell, I will definitely take good care of you." ”

Hearing Zhao Cell's words, Zhuo Yifan was still a little disappointed, but he also knew that a cell boss could dare to offend the son of the county master, and then said with a smile: "It's okay, I just ask you to be kind to my master and brothers." ”

Then he took another bag of silver from his waist and handed it to Zhao Cell.

"Brother Zhao, buy some wine and food for the brothers first, and fight tooth sacrifices. ”

Seeing Zhuo Yifan so generous, Zhao Jiaotou stared at the bag of things and kept shining, and hurriedly shouted: "Okay, then I will thank Brother Zhuo for my brothers!"

"Alas, Brother Zhao, you're polite, this is your territory, I should rely on you!"

Then the two looked at each other, and laughter began to resound through the stone chamber again.

Zhuo Yifan returned to the cell, and he didn't know what to say for a while, especially when he saw Shangguan Yuqing's expression, his eyes were stunned at first, and then he turned his head and didn't dare to look at him, obviously knowing that Guan Yuqing would count him down again in a while.

"Brother Yifan, how is it? When can we go out?" the little monk approached Zhuo Yifan and asked in a low voice of concern.

When Zhuo Yifan heard this, he couldn't help but "chuckle" in his heart. Seeing the little monk of Huya looking at him with expectant eyes, an inexplicable sense of frustration crossed his heart at this time, and for some reason, he just couldn't open his mouth and personally told him the truth that he couldn't go out.

Seeing this, the Mudun monk also hurriedly ran over and looked at him with the same gaze.

Looking at them with anticipation, Zhuo Yifan shook his head helplessly. Then he leaned back against the stake in the prison, raised his forehead, and exhaled a deep breath from his abdomen.

Then he looked sideways again, glanced at Shangguan Yuqing not far away, his gaze only paused on her white cheeks, and then withdrew his gaze.

"I did my best and I don't know when we'll be able to get out. Zhuo Yifan said in a deep voice.

"No, Zhuo Yifan, aren't you very familiar with that cell boss?"

Monk Mudun listened to Zhuo Yifan's words, his eyes suddenly widened, judging from the familiar relationship between Zhuo Yifan and the cell boss just now, he didn't believe what Zhuo Yifan said at this moment.

But just as he wanted to ask again, he saw Zhuo Yifan's brows frowning slightly. At that moment, Zhuo Yifan's face, which was originally soft, suddenly became a little cold, and the cold air under the coldness was very biting. (To be continued.) )