Anomalous Collector

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked. Gou Daoren on the side was even slightly lost.

Unexpectedly, Putuo Monk, a monk, is actually a doctor! And it's a double doctor!

Your gap between Buddhism and aerodynamics is too big! And he is proficient in so many languages.

This is a proper scholar!

At the same time, monk Putuo asked Daoist Gou curiously;

"I don't know how we know about the door? What kind of education does Daoyou Gou have?"

He didn't mean this, after all, Gou Daoren just asked him just now, and it was also polite to ask him in turn.

It's just that when he heard Gou Daoren's ears, it seemed particularly harsh, and he said vaguely:

"Old Daoist, this...you travel around, the world is your teacher, and your education...this...is optional..."

He didn't even graduate from elementary school, so what education did he still have?

Compared with Putuo monk, Gou Daoren could not help but feel a little lost.

It's no wonder that the relationship between the master and this monk has been so good recently. They chatted very happily and had a great time chatting. It turns out that he is a doctor of double materials...

In such a comparison, Lao Gou was completely compared.

When I think about it, I just learned some classics from the old Taoist in the Taoist Temple. Compared with other Putuo monks, it is like a heaven and an underground. There is no comparison...

Monk Putuo did not doubt that he had him, so he laughed heartily and said:

"What a world to be a teacher! Daoyou Gou is domineering! In fact, Xiao Seng is also the most annoying system of these empty heads. Back then, the host of the test had to lose his hair. Take the test and test his grandma's legs!"

A group of people couldn't help laughing, and Gou Daoren was relieved a lot.

Everyone chatted for a while in the hotel lounge again, scolding the Xinlu Soul Rescue Bureau's people for spoiling the fun, and despising Lu Cheng's boneless style, and then they all returned to their rooms to prepare to rest.

Yang Gan and others were going to go directly to the head of Gong Yuan, and asked Li Fan to also attend tomorrow's meeting, while Putuo Seng said that he would scold Lu Cheng angrily, and was finally stopped by Li Fan. .

This is my little Lu, I can't let you hurt at will.

Strolling back to his room, Li Fan was in a good mood.

Basically everything went according to plan today, especially the appearance of Lu Cheng, which helped him a lot.

It is estimated that he will soon receive a notice to return to China. In the future, he will be completely a marginal person, or he will be sent to the Belvedere Bureau to bask in the sun.

Of course, there are still cleaning associations on the Sangguo side that have not been arranged, so I will make arrangements tomorrow.

Before that, you have to find some normal combat power and continue to play your own collector.

After closing the door, Li Fan turned on the TV, found the news channel, amplified the sound, and pretended that he was watching the news.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw that there was still a CD on the DVD in front of the TV, and the words "Midnight Program, Internal Appreciation" were written on the CD box.

Li Fan raised his eyebrows.

This hotel in Sang Guo is also very interesting. It even has a DVD player, which is considered an old antique in Zhongzhou.

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Is this also Sang Guo's completely outdated performance in the era of mobile Internet?

However, the words on the CD made Li Fan very interested.

Immediately insert the disc into the DVD and press the play button.

The TV screen immediately turned into a beautiful forest.

Or a drama?

Li Fan raised his eyebrows.

But this shot is pushed too slowly, when will this get to the point?

This kind of thing is still used to fast forward while watching.

Let's go back and choose a few laborers first.

Letting the video continue to play on the TV, Li Fan turned around and walked to the door of the ensuite bedroom, a scorching heat came from his palm, the power of the key to the prison was activated, and he instantly grabbed the door handle and slowly opened it.

The musty smell and the scorching hot and **** air came from the prison, Li Fan stepped in, and his body gradually transformed from a human to a pale ghost wearing a black fire crown as he walked through the door.

The place where the gate passed, seemed like a gradual magic.

In the blink of an eye, he had returned to the prison again, and the power from the prison filled his body, making him feel like a **** and demon in control of everything again.

He saw that in purgatory, the sinners who were still being tortured were screaming and suffering the punishment that would never stop.

He saw that in the prison cell, suspicious and suspicious like crazy prisoners, either whispering or closing their eyes and resting, even the slightest whisper, did not dare to have the slightest disrespect to the master of the prison.

He saw that in the endless wilderness outside the prison, countless creatures from the abyss were lurking in it, peeping at the terrifying prison, not daring to take a step beyond the mine.

The Lord of the Suppressing Prison smiled and walked towards the study of the Suppressing Prison.

This time, he was still some distance away from the prison-suppressing study, and he saw on the wall of the jail-suppressing corridor, a bear doll in overalls, leaning against the jail-suppressing wall with a cigarette in his mouth. Under the sconces, there was a cloud of mist.

This little bear doll is exactly Bayan.

Hearing the footsteps, Bayan was stunned for a moment, then quickly snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, stuffed it into his pocket, and shouted at Li Fan with a dull face and joy:

"Great master, you are back!"

As he said that, he bowed deeply, his **** going to the sky:

"Welcome back!"

Then he quickly turned his head and twisted his **** and said:

"I'm going to inform them now to welcome the return of the great Lord of Prison Control."

Li Fan said indifferently:

"No need."

Just look at what Bassoon and the others are doing these days.

The little bear doll immediately stopped, with a cute smile on his face, he kept bowing and leading the way in front of him.

I walked forward step by step, and soon I came to the corridor outside the prison study room.

Just walking into the corridor, Li Fan couldn't help but be taken aback.

This corridor at this time is not the same as before.

On the surrounding walls, next to each blood-red candle, there was a drawing drawn in pencil.

The pictures on these paintings turned out to be the images of the Lord of the Suppression. There are pictures of battles, pictures of giving heads and bodies, and pictures of sitting on the throne of white bones and lava, accepting the worship of the abyss powerhouse.

Etc., etc.

The painter has grasped the strange and crazy atmosphere very well, and at a glance, people can feel the horror of the master of the prison, and the indescribable and indescribable horror has been accurately conveyed.

Bayan took a closer look at the face of the prisoner, and then said flatteringly:

"This is what my father means. My father believes that the master's people must understand the master's prestige and great deeds. The painting was written by Uncle Longchai, who was a well-known painter in Mo country during his lifetime."

The pale ghost wearing the crown of black fire looked indifferent, his divine might was unpredictable, and Bayan didn't dare to say more.

At this time, they had already arrived at the door of the prison study room, and they heard a neat compliment coming from inside:

"He was born in time, created everything, and dominated everything!"

"At first, he said that the dead should be raised, and we have a new life."

"The great existence has given us a second life, let us shout his name - the Lord of Prison!"

In the study room of the prison, a group of heads were shouting in unison under the leadership of the bassoon bear, and they had already recited these words.

Beside them, there are a dozen or so little bear dolls as supervisors, ready to drag out the wrong people and beat them.

After this period of training, the skulls on the bookshelf have thoroughly undergone this brainwashing.

At the beginning, some people cursed the little bear dolls of the Advent Party as not human, but they were soon thrown into the dark to teach them how to be human.

Now they have recognized it.

Thinking about these things is better than being bored every day.

A few talented musicians even took the initiative to compose a few songs, asking everyone to fill in the words to sing praises to the Lord of Prison Suppression, and sing them catchy.

Anyway, they were all giants in the dark world before their lives, and they deeply understood the truth of "join if you can't beat it".

And many people also want to understand that in this prison, they are just a bunch of playthings. If they want to win the favor of the prisoner, they must be licking dogs, and they must be licked to the inside!

Anyway, as long as you can get out of the prison, no, as long as you can get the ability to move freely like the people in the Advent Society, let alone be a dog, let them recognize their father.

As for what dignity?

Dignity is compared to other human beings when you are a human being. In the face of the terrifying pale ghost of the Prison Suppressor, what kind of dignity is there for everyone in different species?

Would you talk to ants about dignity?

At this time, the black elder brother among the heads beat the beat with the ancestral B-box skill, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com also sang harmony, a group of heads on the bookshelf, under the leadership of Bassong, directly sang the praises The songs of the lord of the prison were sung with passion and enthusiasm, and they all performed self-deep pua.

At this moment, the door of the prison-suppressing study slowly opened, and a figure wearing a crown of black fire appeared at the door. The terrifying smile was still the same as before, looking at the heads in the study.

The heads on the bookshelf instantly felt the long-awaited terrifying pressure, which was the suffocating pressure from the Prison Suppressor.

The singing stopped abruptly. Bassong had already rehearsed for this moment many times. He quickly turned around and bowed to the pale ghost at the door, shouting loudly:

"Welcome the return of the great Prison Suppression Lord!"

On the bookshelf, the heads shouted at the same time:

"Welcome the return of the great Prison Suppression Lord!"

A group of little bear dolls looked at each other with flattering smiles at this time, and their hearts were uneasy. I wondered whether their current arrangement and behavior could please each other's joy.

Bassoon trembled:

"Master, you are back, and your most loyal servants are waiting for your return."

The heads on the bookshelf were all dizzy at this time by the continuous pua, and they all looked at the pale ghost with anticipation, hoping that they could become a new lucky person, get a new body, and return to reality. Feel everything in your memory.

Just listen to the pale ghost smiled and said:

"Well done... This time, I want some servants of the Black Dragon Society to help them dress up."

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