live in jail [interstellar]

Qiao Mobai stood in front of the huge ball of black heart cotton that was as solid as it was solid, pretended to look in the direction of the door, covered his mouth with his palm and whispered: "The guide card that Zhou Quan snatched earlier is real, but we It is not allowed to disclose this to anyone within the organization, you know, there are often aggressive guys like Gabriel outside, sleeping people everywhere in the name of guides, in fact, we are serious guides, and we are not allowed to sleep with people."

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Qiao Mobai opened his hands and grabbed the person; "I know you don't believe me, so I will show you my skills."

Those black-hearted cotton sticking to the opponent's body were pulled out vigorously.

"Our eyes can still see things that you can't see, but once this ability has a relationship with others, you won't be able to see it, so you don't want to sleep with me."

Qiao Mobai did not forget to make a guarantee for his body.

Hei Xinmian, who was pulled from Wen Jiuhuai's body, stayed honestly by his side.

"Stand still, and you will feel our powerful strength in a while."

Seeing that he was about to move, Qiao Mobai reached into the black heart cotton with his left hand to hold his arm, and quickly pulled out balls of black heart cotton with his right hand.

The person wrapped in the black cloud was quickly pulled bald, revealing the face hidden behind Heixinmian.

Seriously, the earth guide looked at the exposed face, and the person who was in a relaxed mood carefully reached out and handed back the things in his palm to the other party: "If you don't want me to see it, we can turn off the lights, but it may be a little bit slow."

He couldn't see, so he could only use his intuition to find out what was on him.

The face in front of me was like being halfway through the surgery by the top plastic surgeon, and the doctor temporarily released the pigeons.

Starting from the center of the eyebrows, the left half belongs to Brother Wen, and the right half belongs to Zhou Quan.

They are like two completely separate individuals who have been forcibly cut off in half and sewn together.

The person with the left eye looked deeply, staring at the person in front of him who was seeking his own death. The other person's face showed surprise and confusion, but no fear.

"Mobai."

The person with the right eye blinked his eyes, his eyes were red with tears, and he hugged him uncontrollably, "It hurts so much, I hurt so much..."

Qiao Mobai was embraced by someone, and the comforting words at this moment were too blank. He looked behind the other person and looked at those black-hearted cotton in the room who were about to move and want to get into Zhou Quan's body. Deep wrinkled.

The arm placed beside him was raised, and he patted the other person's back lightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm a real guide, the kind with a certificate."

These black-hearted cottons are indeed the same as their appearance, black from the inside to the outside.

Thinking of these dark things that caused Zhou Quan and Brother Wen to become like this, Qiao Mobai, who might be the owner of the black heart cotton, felt guilty.

The two hugged each other like conjoined twins. After 5 minutes, someone couldn't bear to pull him, walked to the indoor bed and sat down.

"If you can't sleep, you can watch it."

Qiao Mobai pushed the person to the side of the bed and sat down, looked around by himself, but couldn't find a place to sit, so he had to cross his legs and get on the bed.

"Hey, this is what I saw. It's a lot of these black substances drilling into your body. All I need to do is to pull them out. You can also tell me how you feel, so I can change it. cure."

The man who turned into a barefoot doctor pulled out another ball of black heart cotton from Wen Jiuhuai's body and threw it aside.

Those black-hearted cottons that were pulled down exuded a sense of grievance and dissatisfaction. They wanted to climb up on Wen Jiuhuai again, but they were glared at by a certain earthling, and they honestly squatted back to the place where they were thrown just now.

Wen Jiuhuai looked at his palm, it was empty and nothing could be seen there.

But when the person's palm left his body, the pain of being torn apart did decrease.

Very faint, but not to be ignored.

"I can't see anything." Zhou Quan rubbed his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

"This is the ability of the guide, only I can see it, just sit down obediently."

Qiao Mobai glanced at the face that made Zhou Quan's voice, it was impossible not to be shocked, and there was a sad expression on the face of Brother Wen, who was usually stable.

This kind of shocking force made people on earth unable to find their tongues for a while.

He could only use his hardworking instincts, and quickly pulled the black heart cotton from his body with both hands.

In the cell phone live broadcast room that was forgotten by the anchor, the comment area was so crazy that the comments were broken every second. In the entire live broadcast room, countless acquaintances who had just entered the room were stuck and flew out in an instant.

The audience who stayed in the auditorium without dropping the line held their trembling hands, their eyes staring at the size of an old cow, and those who wanted to see but didn't dare to look at the screen from time to time, and then looked again.

"Mamma Mia, my little heart is still beating a little faster."

"I'm really going to complain to the host! Every time I do such a big thing, I don't notify me in advance. I almost lost my phone just now."

"I don't want to talk. When I saw Brother Wen's face while sitting in the car, I let out a rooster cry. Passers-by almost thought I was illegally kidnapped by the driver."

"I did a 360-degree spin and jump in place, and today is also a day to kneel down to the anchor."

"If the anchor goes on like this, will Gabriel lose his job?"

"As long as there is one person in Interstellar, Gabriel will never be unemployed!"

Qiao Mobai couldn't see those uproarious comments in the comment area.

There is too much black heart cotton in the room, so if you pull it down with two hands, you can't see the end of it for a long time.

Qiao Mobai put down his hands that were so sore that he couldn't lift them up, and looked at the person in front of him who was only showing his upper body. His back and lower body were still surrounded by countless black heart cotton.

He turned his head and looked at the black-hearted cotton that he had pulled out, they all stayed behind him obediently, well-behaved and sensible.

"What's the reason?"

"What happened." Wen Jiuhuai saw him stop, frowning and looking at the empty space behind him.

"I don't know how to explain it."

Qiao Mobai held his chin, thinking for a long time and still couldn't find a solution, so he had to throw the questions he encountered to the other party; "What I see, you take it as a dark substance. This kind of thing is on your body. , and other prisoners have it. They seem to be living and consciously drilling into your body. This should be the root cause of your atavism.

What I'm doing now is taking them out of your bodies and putting them here, but it's not a cure for the symptoms, because tomorrow when I wake up from sleep, these things will still come back to you. "

During the day in the confinement room, when Qiao Mobai woke up, he found that the cauliflower snake and the cheetah had not lost any black cotton, and the black cotton that he pulled off quickly returned to them.

"That's it, you don't have to push yourself too hard."

"No."

Qiao Mobai didn't want to give up so easily, so he raised his hands again to hold Wen Jiuhuai's hands, and pushed them inward from the fingertips, and the black heart cotton touched by him was pushed forward layer by layer: "You don't Say it when you feel comfortable, and I'll try to see if it works."

Clasping four hands, the temperature in the palms of the palms was continuously transmitted from the point of contact, Wen Jiuhuai leaned against the head of the bed, and let the man pinch all the way up from the fingertips without any resistance.

The tingling feeling where the warm finger touched made the palms itchy, and I wanted to grab the fidgeting finger.

But the person at the head of the bed didn't move from the beginning to the end, allowing him to do strange things.

The palms of both hands went from the fingertips to the palms to the wrists, all the way up to the shoulders, Qiao Mobai kept leaning forward, and put his hands on Wen Jiuhuai's shoulders, maintaining this weird posture; "Quickly say, How do your hands feel now? Will it hurt? Will it be uncomfortable?"

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