The cicada was finally carried home by Zhuo Qianqian, Zhuo Qianqian hugged him and jumped around, humming a little song while jumping, pinching the ears, tail and body of the cicada at every turn, throwing him up and catching him, all kinds of joy throughout the whole process, shaking the cicada dizzy and weak, and could only pretend to be dead motionless.

Wen Shan next to her probably saw that the cicada was being tossed very badly, so she took the cicada from her daughter's hand and taught her daughter: "He is your younger brother, you can't toss him like this." ”

Zhuo Qianqian looked at the cold cicada who was rampant by Wen Shan, and said coquettishly to her mother: "Mom, I won't toss him anymore, let me hold it!"

Wen Shan couldn't resist her daughter's coquettish attack, so she sent the cold cicada who could barely take a breath back into the hands of this little devil, the cold cicada cried and stretched out her claws to grab Wen Shan's fingers, but what strength could his soft claws have, and he was suddenly hugged back by Zhuo Qianqian.

Fortunately, this time Zhuo Qianqian was much more obedient, did not continue to wander, and obediently followed Wen Shan's back.

After they went home, they took a short rest, and after dinner and a bath, Wen Shan picked up the cicada and hesitated, "Shall I wash you?"

The cold cicada glanced at the small basin that Wen Shan had prepared for him, and the warm water filled with bubbles.

Then the chill cicada said sternly: "No, I am made of cotton, and it is not easy to dry!"

"Just take a hair dryer and blow it. Wen Shan didn't seem to be going to give up, and insisted with a smile, "It's easy to get moldy if you don't take a bath for so many days, obedient!"

The chilling cicada read a deep threat from Wen Shan's smiling expression.

So, the desperate chill cicada could only compromise and was carried by Wen Shan into the "bathtub" full of bubbles.

After some kneading, the ** cicada was lifted out, and Wen Shan was frantically squeezed to discharge the stagnant water in the body, and the zipper on the back was brutally pulled out of the cotton inside.

Because of the "internal organs" taken out, the cicada has now completely turned into a soft and flat form, which was wrung out by Wen Shan and hung on the hanger, and then Wen Shan turned on a small heater to blow at him, and his flat and soft body also swayed with the warm wind.

The cicadas hung on the hangers, full of lovelessness.

"Is it okay, Mom?" Zhuo Qianqian, who had been watching next to her, couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled Wen Shan's sleeve and asked, "Will the cicada die?"

Wen Shan smiled and said, "How can it be? Mom, I'm very gentle." ”

After speaking, Wen Shan didn't know where to turn out a large bag of new cotton, and when the cicada was almost dried by the air, she stuffed the new cotton back for him, and used a small brush to brush the pink hair on the cicada's body.

After the air-dried, the cicada suddenly felt like he had been reborn, and the new cotton and comfortable brush service made him can't help but roll in Wen Shan's palm.

"Look!" Wen Shan said with a smile to Zhuo Qianqian, who was still watching beside her, "Isn't this very comfortable?" ”

When it was time to go to bed at night, Wen Shan sent Zhuo Qianqian and the cicada to bed, the little girl could honestly hold the cicada to sleep at first, but she was not very honest in the second half of the night, and she rolled around and pressed the cicada under her body, which was worse than He Qianjue's sleeping position, and it took a lot of hard work for the cicada to crawl out of her quilt, roll out of bed with difficulty, crawl along the carpet to the door of the room, push open the door and climb out.

When climbing into the corridor, the cicada could see the window in the corridor, there was a moon at night, the moonlight was bright, emitting a silvery glow, and the shadows of the trees outside the window, the shadows were cast on the floor, swaying slowly with the wind. I don't know if it was the illusion of the cicada, but the cicada saw that there was a black figure mixed in the shadow of the tree, which made the cicada startled, and turned his head to look out the window......

There was nothing outside, just the shadows of street lamps mixed with the shadows of trees projected on the floor.

Han Cicada thought it was an illusion, he didn't care too much, he didn't want to sleep, and planned to go downstairs in the living room to squat and cultivate, absorbing some aura.

However, when he rolled his puppet body and tried to move forward, Wen Shan just got up in the middle of the night to drink water, groped for the wall and turned on the light, and happened to see the cicada rolling on the ground.

"Oh, I just bathed you before!" Wen Shan immediately stepped forward to pick up the cicada and patted his body with her hand: "Look at you, it's dirty again." ”

Patting off all the dust on the cicada's body, Wen Shan hugged him tightly and rubbed the cicada's rabbit head: "Why don't you sleep? Can't you sleep?"

Han Cicada buried her face in front of Wen Shan's "chest" and whispered shamefully, "Sissi's sleeping position is terrible. ”

Wen Shan couldn't help laughing: "Yes, she likes to kick the quilt the most, and she often rolls under the bed when she falls asleep." ”

Wen Shan carried him to the kitchen to drink water, and when he came back, Wen Shan said, "Then do you want to sleep with your mother?"

"Don't ......," the cold cicada blushed, "you and Zhuo Mingyu...... Sleep a ...... I...... I'd better sleep with Sissi. ”

"Is it okay for mom to sing you a bedtime tune?"

The chilling cicada nodded: "Okay." ”

Sending the cicada back to Zhuo Qianqian's room and stuffing it back into Zhuo Qianqian's quilt, Wen Shan sat on the edge of her daughter's bed and hummed the very familiar tune softly.

The next day, Zhuo Mingyu took his family to the zoo for a day.

They had a great time watching orangutans, dolphins, lions, and elephants, and in the evening, Wen Shan had to return to the gate of Xikou Hospital with the cicadas.

Saying goodbye, plus all kinds of pastries packed in a love box, Wen Shan sent the cicada back to He Qianjue's mirror, and then led Zhuo Qianqian away.

And He Qianjue hugged the cold cicada, which was obviously much cleaner than before, and pulled the ...... tied around the neck of the cold cicada The big pink bow that Wen Shan bought from the shops around the zoo asked, "That'...... Can you let your mom take me out, I want to take a shower too!"

The cicada roared, "The spirit body takes a hairy bath!"

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The returning chiller was obviously still in a state of excitement, and began to chatter endlessly about his experience of a day trip to the zoo with He Qianjue and Yan Snake.

However, as he spoke, Han Cicada suddenly stopped, he seemed to have noticed something wrong, and after a short hesitation, Han Cicada told He Qianjue a complete story about a series of things he encountered in the hospital after he was taken out of the mirror by Wen Shan yesterday.

"You mean, after you went out with Wen Shan yesterday, there was a man dressed in a demonic spirit who spent money on Zhuo Mingyu to buy you?" He Qianjue roughly used one sentence to interpret the meaning of the chilling cicada.

He Qianjue understood too quickly, so Han Cicada nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, that's it, that man ......"

Han Cicada said and recalled, and began to tell He Qianjue about the general characteristics of the man in black and hood, he said: "That man is relatively tall, similar to you, sir, black sweatshirt and trousers, wearing a hood, wrapped around his legs and hands, he has been wearing a hat and can't see his face clearly, and there seems to be a strange smell on his body. ”

"Do you know his name?" He Qianjue asked again after hearing Han Cicada's story, and Han Cicada replied: "The hospital director called him 'Ying Qian'...... Not to mention that the name is a bit auspicious, isn't it just a win. ”

“…… Win dry. He Qianjue pondered the name for a while, as if thinking of something, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her chin to make a thought.

Yan Snake, who had been listening to the side, also joined the topic: "The name Ying Qian...... Somewhat familiar. ”

The chilling cicada looked at the snake curiously: "Do you know him?"

Yan Snake shook his head: "No, I just think the surname 'Win' is very familiar." ”

"There is a demonic aura and a strange smell on him, and I thought about it for a moment, maybe it was a win-hook pulse. He Qianjue finally came up with some famous names at this moment and gave the answer.

The cold cicada was unheard of, and raised his head to look at He Qianjue: "Win the hook?"

"Yes, it's possible to win the hook. The snake suddenly realized.

Seeing that He Qianjue and Yan Snake both had unfathomable expressions on their faces, the curiosity of the chilling cicada had already exploded, and he twisted his body in He Qianjue's arms and asked, "Tell me quickly, sir! What is the Win Hook Pulse?"

"When it comes to winning hooks, let's first talk about winning hooks...... Youkai too. He Qianjue put on a posture and began to tell the story again, he pondered for a while, and spoke slowly, "This story is a long story, it goes back to the ancient flood period, when human beings were not yet born, the world was very cold and desolate, and there were all kinds of ancient flood beasts, gods and demons on the earth, ......

"The flood period was very chaotic, and the Protoss and the Demon Clan launched a tearing war. He Qianjue took a mouthful of Internet words that he didn't know where he learned them, "In short, the gods and demons have been at war and have never stopped." ”

"In some existing rumors and records, Ying Gou seems to have been a god, a god, he is a god who guards the underworld, accused of guarding the Styx, and later there was a demon who escaped from being injured in the battle of gods and demons and fell into the underworld, his blood polluted the water of the Styx, Ying Gou came to settle accounts with this demon clan, who knew that this demon was extremely strong, and bit Ying Gou a bite, which made Ying Gou injured. ”

In order to prevent the blood on his corpse from continuing to pollute the water source of the Styx, Ying Gou ate his corpse and drank the water of the Stygian Sea contaminated by his blood. ”

"!" Chill Cicada was shocked when he heard this story, and said in amazement: "It's too heavy, isn't it?

He Qianjue smiled: "There are many stories about the flood wilderness, all of which are like such absurd and heavy-mouthed, we can't trace their authenticity, but generally speaking, there are indeed some connections." ”

"But don't worry, listen to me first. ”

He Qianjue continued: "In short, that Ying Gou did devour the corpse of the demon clan and the water source contaminated by the blood, but he never expected that the blood of the demon clan was strange, since it could pollute the water of the Styx, it could naturally also pollute a god, and Ying Gou could no longer serve as a god since then, because he became a ...... A zombie. ”

Yan Snake also interjected next to him: "He is the ancestor of the famous zombies, Yinggou, it is said that the people or creatures he bites will become zombies, and inherit some of the power of Yinggou, when these zombies are more, it will become the so-called 'Yinggou lineage'." ”

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He Qianjue said: "But now the 'Win Gou One Pulse' is very rare, I remember that in the last battle of gods and demons, many cultivators in the human cultivation world came forward to exterminate these blood-sucking zombies, because their unscrupulous attacks and killed ordinary human beings have reached the point where people can no longer bear it, so the Win Gou One Pulse is basically equivalent to being exterminated." ”

"I see. After listening to He Qianjue's explanation, he nodded in understanding, and said after realizing it, "So, the man in black named Ying Qian I met yesterday ...... He's a zombie!?"

"One can only make such a guess. He Qianjue said, "Because I don't know much about 'Yinggou Yimai', they have been out of people's sight for a long, long time, and it is really ...... to see a rare species in this kind of place It's exciting!"

Seeing that He Qianjue seemed to be interested, Yan Snake opened his mouth and said, "Sir, do you want to find a way to bring him in?" Zombies are the living dead, and they can directly enter this mirror without abandoning their bodies, and it is very convenient to enter and exit...... I just don't know how to keep people. ”

Yan Snake mentioned yì like this, He Qianjue seemed to be a little interested, but after thinking about it for a while, He Qianjue began to regret it again, frowned and shook his head: "Accept a zombie in...... It's nice to think about at first, but I'm afraid it's hard to get along with, right?"

"It's hard to get along?" Chill Cicada was curious about the baby's appearance, "Why?"

"I have the impression that these zombies have very strange personalities. He Qianjue bent over and hunched his back, shrunk into a ball, hugged the cold cicada and the snake and approached, and began to whisper bad things about others, he squinted his eyes and said, "Weird, gloomy, neurotic, and because it is a zombie, the body will also stink and smell of rot...... It's going to make this place stink!"

"Makes sense. Yan Snake, who may be a little bit of a cleanliness fetish, heard this, and immediately dismissed the previous Jianyi, and said, "Forget it, accept this guy in, we have to clean up every day." ”

"I don't want to do hygiene every day!" He Qianjue felt that his head was big when he heard about hygiene, and immediately protested.

Han Cicada also remembered that his experience was almost equivalent to wiping the table with a rag on his body, and raised his hands and feet in agreement: "That's right! I don't want to do hygiene!"

Yan Snake looked at the two living treasures helplessly, "You guys just don't want to do hygiene." ”

So, after revoking the qualification for Ying Qian's possible deposit, the group gave up continuing to talk about topics related to Ying Qian, and they were bored, and they began to play Go again around the table. Yan Snake and He Qianjue set up the chessboard and began to release the flag, while Han Cicada squatted in He Qianjue's arms to watch, but after watching for a while, Han Cicada said angrily: "You two! Don't use Go to play backgammon!"

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While He Qianjue and his group were happily playing backgammon in the mirror, Ying Qian, who had been talking about it before, was standing at the gate of Xikou Hospital, tilting his head and staring at the hospital hall. The mirror in the corner looked out.

Today, Ying Qian is following Zhuo Mingyu's family.

He got Zhuo Mingyu's phone number and home address from the director of the hospital yesterday, this is the personal information filled in by the patient, generally speaking, the hospital will not leak it to others, but since Ying Qian wants it, the director can only give it to him.

After getting the home address of the Zhuo family, Ying Qian set off to Zhuo's house and squatted on the big tree outside the window of Zhuo's house for the night.

His patience was rewarded, and in the middle of the night, he saw the rabbit doll he had seen during the day, crawling out of the little girl's room, but it was not long before he was carried back by the hostess, who seemed to be still talking to the doll.

The hostess seemed to be an ordinary person without any spiritual power, Ying Qian didn't understand what kind of connection this ordinary person had established with a doll that might be possessed by a monster, and he didn't really want to delve into this problem, his goal now was just to get this doll.

So he squatted all night, and when it was daytime, he followed the Zhuo family to the amusement park, and followed him for another day, tracking and tracking, and in the end, he found that the hostess of the Zhuo family had returned to this Xikou hospital with the doll, and stayed in front of the mirror in the hospital hall for a while.

The crowded hall may not have been noticed by others, but Ying Qian kept staring at the hostess of the Zhuo family and the doll she was holding.

So he saw it very clearly, Wen Shan threw the doll into the mirror, the mirror surface of the mirror was like a puddle of water, the doll was thrown in, and there were circles of ripples, and then it was silent.

Knowing that there was something unknown about the mirror, Ying Qian did not choose to startle the snake, he ignored it and pretended to be very normal and walked into the hospital, and went directly to the top floor of the hospital to find the hospital director, and soon he saw the old man in white again.

The dean was also surprised that Ying Qian would take the initiative to come to him, and hurriedly put on a welcoming posture and asked with a smile: "Xiao Ying, is there anything to come to me?"

"I just wanted to ask you something. Ying Qian sat opposite the director's desk, sitting very stiff but upright, and said, "At the door of your hospital hall, there is a big mirror next to it, where did that mirror come from?"

"Mirror?" The dean also seemed surprised that Ying Qian would ask this, so he rubbed his temples and pondered for a while, and replied, "Don't you know?"

"What do you know?" Ying Qian didn't understand what he meant.

"This mirror was given to me by your master's group. The dean said.

Hearing this, Ying Qian was silent instantly, he was silent and really didn't make a sound at all, the dean felt that he could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat in the conference room, so quiet that he could hear a pin dropping, and the other party was sitting on the chair opposite him like a dead person.

Silently, it gives people an indescribable pressure.

"My Master...... Do you mean Tu Yuan?" After a long silence, Ying Qian finally spoke.