Fierce God's Vest Super Healing

Surrender all your bad luck.I bless you with the power of a dreamer.

Although they were walking at night, the three of them were quite happy.I will be home in a few hours, take a hot bath, and sleep comfortably in my own bed, isn't it a hundred times better than running around outside?

It was almost early morning when they arrived home.Bi Fang's first stop was Houchen.

This time, Ying Chuan did not follow him out of the car, but chose to go home alone and have a good rest.

Running to find Lu Wu to get the fruit of immortality, cutting off fingers to donate blood, and protecting the Dharma for Hou Chen... It was really exhausting.

Especially the process of setting up barriers to fight against sky thunder is really no joke, if you are not careful, you will be chopped into black coke.

The depletion of his monster power in one day is worth a year.

While lying on the bed, he was still thinking——

Why has he worked harder since falling in love with Houchen?Sure enough, love makes people busy, blind, and confused...

The next day, Ying Chuan received a call from Ji He as soon as he went to work.

"In response to the situation, Director Qi of the Human World's Special Management Division just called to say that a little demon has crossed the border and is interfering with human dreams, trying to control some people to create trouble."

"Well, what is the specific situation? You should understand that it is not easy for the hundreds of years of friendly relations between the two worlds to persist until now."

"Well, they are interrogating a sleepwalking and murderous special soldier, I'll go over and have a look."

Half an hour later, Ji He, accompanied by a young police officer, walked into the interrogation room.

To be honest, he doesn't like the lengthy process of interrogation of criminals by human beings. If it is a demon race, there are hundreds of ways to force criminals to confess directly.

For the fox family with a keen sense of smell, being in the interrogation room itself is a kind of torture.

The interrogation room, which is less than ten square meters, is airtight, but the humidity is heavy. There is an unpleasant smell floating in the air. This smell is hard to describe in words. It is mixed with sweat stains, foot odor, dust, tobacco, and saliva More than ten kinds of smells, such as urine smell and disinfectant water.

Think about it, in such a cramped space, under the pressure of interrogation, cruel games of wits and courage are played out every day, and people experience psychological changes of timidity, luck, confusion, recalcitrance, and anger every day. Until he broke through the line of defense, collapsed in an instant, hysterical, bowed his head and pleaded guilty... Even if he is the best at deceiving, he doesn't want to stay in such a place for one more second.

After Ji He quietly sat aside, he carefully looked at the two humans on the interrogation table in the middle.

On one side is a shriveled old man, approaching the age of retirement, and he looks like an old policeman who has been interrogating prisoners all the year round. His creased face is full of vicissitudes, and his facial nerves are as calm as if they were sealed.

If it wasn't for the baggy police uniform, he would look more like a drug addict.

On the other side was a tall young man with a strong body no less than 1.9 meters wrapped in a worn camouflage uniform.

Above the deep pupils are straight browbones, together with the equally straight bridge of the nose and resolute chin, they form a tough outline like a knife and axe, giving it the texture of a weapon drawn out of its sheath.

"Don't say it, right? I'm pretending to be cool here?!" The old policeman tapped his fingertips on the table, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"I have nothing to say. Last night, I slept well at home, how did I know that I woke up on the street! I don't know those five people at all, so I have no reason to kill them."

The young man raised his handcuffed hands and brushed his hair, looking indifferent.

"I know you used to be a special soldier and received anti-interrogation training... Why don't we see if your previous homework has been abandoned?"

The old policeman glanced at the young man, spoke lightly, stood up after speaking, walked to the corner, and picked up a small iron box on the low shelf.

He gently placed the small iron box on the interrogation table and opened it.

The box is full of vises, large and small, iron needles of different thicknesses, and two soldering iron sticks.

He slowly picked up a pair of the largest pliers, and waved it in front of the young man.

"Your finger is just right for this model...Young man, my hand is steady and fast, and I guarantee that you won't feel any pain when the nail is pulled out."

Before the young man could react, his hands were clamped by the old policeman in an instant. Don't look at him so thin that he looked like he was blown away by the wind, but the strength in his hands was quite strong. I don't know what tricks he used, but he was so easy. Clamped down on the young man.

With a slight crackling sound, the thumb nail of the young man's left hand was clamped off completely, and fell bloody on the table.

"Hmm..." The young man was a man, and he tightly covered his bleeding wound, trying to bear the pain and not shout out.

"Is there anything you want to say now?" The old policeman asked, slowly let go of his hand, leaned back on the chair, took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his pocket, lowered his head and wiped the dirt on the vise lovingly. blood.

"Grass... I said it!" The young man spat thick phlegm on the ground, and then crushed the phlegm mark with the sole of his shoe angrily, as if he wanted to trample the old policeman who hurt him under his feet. Vent anger.

"The matter started a few days ago..." The young man paused for a moment, and then he told the whole story of his experiences in these years.

His name is Ji Yuan, he is the fourth eldest child in his family, and people in the world call him Fourth Master Ji.He joined the army shortly thereafter, because he was big and young, and he was desperate to train. He was promoted all the way from a small infantry, and finally entered the special forces in the garrison area.

In the third year of enlisting in the army, he became the top trainer of the battalion. He participated in the regiment's "creating and breaking records" competition, won the gold medal in the sniper shooting subject, and won five subjects No. 1, he was honorably discharged 6 years later.

Originally, it was difficult to train a special soldier in the army, and usually they would not be released from the army, but he couldn't stand his wife's persistent pleading.

In order to fulfill his filial piety, he returned to the local area and stayed in the county police station to do criminal investigation work.

There are only a few major cases a year in this small county, far away from the vigorous training days of the army, this kind of dull life is like a file that has worn away his vitality little by little.

One afternoon, when he was puffing out clouds and puffing away his legs as usual, bragging about past glory with his colleagues, the director just happened to come in.

The director was also a person with kung fu in his early years, and he couldn't get used to his foolishness on weekdays, so he said to him in a cold voice: "What are you all doing during work hours?! Ji Yuan, those troops of yours Don’t you get tired of talking about shit in the movie every day?!”

Ji Yuan was humiliated in public, even though he was facing the director, he still snarled back: "Director, those are brilliant experiences for me. Do you have any? Which of the institutes has them? If it wasn't for mother begging I'm out of the army, I'm still here to be angry with you!"

Being contradicted by a new subordinate, and there were so many people watching, the director became angry at that time, and stepped forward to punch him to teach him a lesson.

Ji Yuan turned around lightly, avoiding the heavy punch, exerted strength with his back elbow, stabbed the director's ribs hard, and then kicked him sideways.

The director didn't expect that he dared to dodge and fight back. After all, he was getting old and not as light as a young man, so he was hit in the head.

The director staggered back a few steps, hugged his head, and squatted on the ground in pain.

Seeing that something was wrong, other colleagues hurriedly called the emergency number and called an ambulance for the director.

However, the director was not rescued in the end, part of the brain tissue was contused and bleeding, and he became paralyzed.

Although it was the director who made the first move, he was in self-defense, but after all, he was injured and disabled through negligence. He was detained for half a year and compensated 15 yuan for the medical expenses of the director's family.

After leaving the detention center, he lost his job, and his former colleagues avoided him.Returning to the home with a lot of debt, facing the neighbors who stabbed him in the back, and the old lady who cried and blinded... He often stays in a daze all day without saying a word.

Life is like riding a roller coaster, falling from the peak to the abyss in an instant.

That night, he lay down on the broken wooden bed early as usual, but he was restless, half asleep——

Darkness, endless darkness.He ran desperately in this darkness, he couldn't see anyone, scenery, or the road under his feet, he could only keep running, running forward, unable to stop.

Suddenly, a faint light like a firefly appeared in the distance.He ran towards the spot of light.

It was a young man with a handsome face, wearing a white robe, holding a bamboo flute in his hand, looking at him with a smile, his eyes shining brighter than the stars in the sky.

After he ran close, the young man slightly raised his hand, and with a touch of his fingertips, he stabilized his figure.

"Aren't you human? What do you want to do?"

"Hand over your bad luck. I will bless you with the power of the dreamer."

"Are you a fairy? Are you here to save my fairy?"

Ji Yuan was so excited that he wanted to rush over, hugged the boy's leg, kowtowed to the ground, kissed his instep, and accepted his blessing with the most devout faith.

The young man bent down, looked at the man lying at his feet with compassion, touched the top of his head with his right hand, and a beam of light entered his body.

Ji Yuan suddenly felt his body lighten like a divine enlightenment, and he was in such a good mood that he wanted to fly into the sky.

"Go, do whatever you want." The young man's murmur floated into his ears, stirring up all the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

He wants to run wildly, vent his heart out, he wants to rush into the street and shout, he wants to beat people like he did in confrontation training, throwing his opponent in the air, knocking him to the ground...beating until he vomits blood... Crushed his throat... smashed his head... ripped off his arms...

Let the screams be more violent, these will be blessings for his future new life.

What a hearty dream, it has not been so happy for a long time.In the dream, he didn't want to wake up at all.

"Killed...he killed!" The woman's scream pierced his dream, and then the sound of the police car wow-wow penetrated into his mind.He rubbed his eyes impatiently and opened them with effort.

Why is he standing on the street?Why are there five shattered corpses beside him, bleeding all over the ground?