"Why? How can it be a good thing to turn into a zombie? Nothingness asked with big innocent eyes blinking like a little white.

"Not to mention this, I haven't seen what kind of person Jinlu was back then, but I've heard some rumors. It is said that although this person is very talented and benevolent, but in fact he is an extremely cruel guy in his bones, before the Venerable went to the battlefield, he suddenly suffered from a disease similar to the current so-called 'muscle weakness', Jinlu did his best to help Zun Shang make elixir, and the spiritual power he injected even hollowed out his body. Zunshang was originally very grateful to him, however, Jinlu proposed to use Zunshang's daughter as a medicine to cure Zunshang's illness, and just by this, you can see how vicious he is! When Ghost Face said the word "vicious", his tone was very heavy.

"Then why is the Venerable looking for him?"

"The reason is very simple, because the Venerable One is not the same as before. The former Venerable may be a benevolent person, and he will not hurt an innocent life for himself, especially if that life is still his own daughter. Ghostface leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, the red light of which made his face as monstrous as a demon in the night.

"Besides," Ghost Face took a few puffs of cigarette before continuing: "The name of the world's number one spiritual doctor is not in vain, although his spiritual sense has been hidden in this life, it is not without the possibility of recovery. If His Holiness wants to fully recover, he must rely on the elixir of the spiritual doctor. Otherwise, do you think that the Sanjiu cold spirit can cure the Venerable? Haha......"

Ghostface made a rare joke, although it wasn't very funny.

Wuying followed with an embarrassed "hehe" twice, he really felt that this kind of thing was not suitable for him.

"Alright, let's go! There's a lot more to do! Ghostface dropped the cigarette butt on the ground and climbed onto Shadowless's back.

It took He Hui five minutes to solve the problem that Meng Yi'er didn't solve in half an hour. When the car stopped steadily at the door of the First People's Hospital of Qingcheng City, Meng Menger's inferiority complex as a hardcore road idiot doubled. In fact, she can't be blamed for this, except for being familiar with the way to Lingshan Cemetery, she is really not familiar with anything else. The familiarity with that route is still because she often goes to Lingshan Cemetery to find inspiration, and as for other places, it is normal for her Meng Yier to be a road idiot who does not know the road.

"Dr. He, why are you here? Overtime? The security guard at the door was familiar with He Huan's license plate number, but he obviously didn't know that He Huan had resigned.

"Hello, Uncle Liu! I want to ask if you detained two people, an old man and a child, tonight? He Hui smiled politely, opened the car door and walked down.

"You mean them?" Security guard Uncle Liu turned around and pointed to the duty room and asked.

He Hui followed Uncle Liu's gaze and looked at the duty room, only to see that under the fluorescent light, the Taoist chief was leaning on the bench on all fours, sleeping sweetly, and snorting his mouth twice from time to time, I don't know if he dreamed of China on the tip of his tongue, He Huan even vaguely saw a few traces of transparent saliva hanging on the corners of his mouth. As for the plateau red little Taoist, he was also the same as his Taoist leader, but he slept much better, he was tightly holding the backpack in his arms, his head was lowered, and he slept deeply.

He Hui suddenly had no desire to claim them^, otherwise he would only take the little Taoist priest away and leave the Taoist chief behind. Thinking about Li Minghao's life in the past few days, he really sympathizes with him. It's no wonder that the security guards detained the Taoist chief, who was wandering around the hospital for two days, and it was good that they didn't call the police. What's the deal with his black vest? Hurdle vests or racer vests are OK, but why do you wear camisisoles for a big man? What's the deal with that lump of fat that is exposed? The bells and whistles of beach pants are barely enough, but why do you have a wig bun on your head! Why! Wherever this TM goes, it won't be regarded as a neuropathy! The little Taoist priest is okay, no matter how you look at the white T-shirt and jeans, they are all normal adolescent teenagers, and they look a little handsome, although the two heavy plateau red on his face make him look a little dirty, but youth is invincible, no matter how you look at it, it is eye-catching. The poor little Taoist priest was obviously piggybacked, and it is reasonable to say that minors do not have ID cards.

He Huan complained wildly in his heart, very hesitant.

"What's wrong?" Meng Li'er didn't want to show up, but when she saw He Huo in the car and didn't solve the problem for a long time, she was a little tired of waiting, she opened the car door and walked out, and asked the security guard: "Uncle, is there any problem?" Do I need any documents from us? ”

Uncle Liu nodded and said, "That little brother who is old has been wandering around the hospital with his children for several days, and at first we thought they were the patient's family, so we didn't care much. Later, these two people were caught sneakily in the basement several times by their patrol colleagues, which is really not normal. I didn't ask them for ID cards, and I didn't listen to the accent like the locals, and I couldn't go by if I drove them out. We wanted to call the police, but they begged again. I have always said that I am a folklorist invited by Qingcheng Daily. This one...... We were really helpless. It's been a night of hypocrisy, and we're going to have to let people claim them. What, Dr. Ho, is this your friend? ”

"Ah......" He Huan was very embarrassed, he didn't know how to answer this question, he turned his head and saw Meng Qi'er looking at him gloatingly with a smile, he didn't mean to help him at all, He Huan coughed lightly twice, and said nonsense: "Hmm...... This is my distant cousin and nephew, both from Bainiu Mountain, and people in the village don't know how to bring ID cards, which is normal. I'm sorry to take them away, and I'm sorry to cause you trouble. ”

When Uncle Liu heard this, he didn't want to say anything, so he took He Huan and Meng Li'er into the duty room.

"Hey! Wake up! Wake up! He Huan violently shook Dao Chief's arm in an attempt to wake him up from his sleep.

"Huh? Brother, are you here......" The little Taoist priest slept in a daze, heard movement next to him, raised his head and rubbed his eyes, and found that it was He Harmony. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and after confirming that he was not dreaming, he yawned with his little tiger teeth and said with a smile: "Brother, you are here to save us!" ”

He Huo smiled and nodded, rubbed the little Taoist's head lovingly, and said softly, "Hungry, right?" My brother will take you to supper in a while. ”

"Oh yes!" The little Taoist priest snorted lightly, turned his face and saw that the Taoist chief was still sleeping, and quickly covered his mouth in fright.

He Huan turned his head and saw that the Dao Chief was still asleep, his brows furrowed again, he screamed "Hey" and shook the Dao Chief a few times, but he still showed no signs of waking up.

"What can I do?" He Huo muttered, thinking that if he continued like this, he would have to use strong means.

As soon as He Huan's thoughts got up, he heard a "bang" in his ears, followed by a loud "bang", and a teacup fell on the table next to him.

"Forehead......" He Harmony and the little Taoist priest were stunned.

Yes, our Meng Nuxia directly poured all the tea in the security guard's teacup on the face of the Dao Chief, the Dao Chief's vest was almost soaked, and his upper body was stained with tea leaves, looking extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, He Huan looked at Dao Chang's face full of tea leaves, and his first thought was that this green tea mask was made very timely, and it was necessary to stay up late, and it was fair and clear. The little Taoist's first thought was that it was good to wear a black vest, otherwise it would be so difficult to wash, and it would definitely change color!

"Hmm...... Good tea...... Good tea ......" the Taoist chief smacked his mouth twice, muttered two sentences, turned around and fell asleep again.

Meng Yi'er couldn't bear it anymore, looked left and right for two weeks, and saw a rubber stick for security guards on the table, she picked up the stick, raised her hand and was about to smash it.

"Keep people under the stick!" A young security guard, who was drowsy watching the excitement, saw that Meng Nuxia was going to move seriously, so he hurriedly rushed over and snatched the rubber stick with his bare hands.

Meng Nuxia didn't have the "weapon" to take advantage of, she was unwilling, she looked around left and right, walked to a floor fan, and bent down to move.

"Oops! Don't! He Huan was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the corner of Meng Li'er's clothes and persuaded: "No, it's not ...... Not...... I'll do it! ”

Meng Yi'er glared at He Huan, snorted coldly, and threw down the sentence "You hurry up"

, turned around and stepped on his high heels and went back to the car.

The poor Taoist was sleeping soundly, and he didn't know the life and death horror of the scene just now.

He Huan shook his head helplessly, and whispered to the little Taoist priest: "The boy pees ......."

A few minutes later, the Taoist walked to the car with a disgusted face, and when He Harmony and the little Taoist got into the car, the Taoist was still standing outside the car, not knowing whether to get into the car or not.

"Hurry up! The old lady has to go back to code words! Meng Yi'er opened the car window and roared.

The Taoist chief was frightened and said, "I...... You...... They ......"

Meng Qi'er has never been a patient master, seeing the Taoist chief blushing, but he didn't plan to get into the car, he closed the window directly, and said a word to He Huan who was sitting in the driver's seat - "go"!

He Huan responded and drove away without hesitation.

Sou...... Sou......

A midsummer night breeze blew and flew away with a few pieces of garbage. The Taoist stood desolate in the wind for a long time, and sighed deeply.

The next day, He Hui slept until noon before waking up, after all, he was tossed by the Taoist until midnight and came back, he was originally a little weak because of the corpse poison entering the body, and it was simply intolerable not to make up for sleep.

When he woke up, he was worried about whether the Taoist had returned home safely yesterday, and quickly dialed the Taoist chief's phone, but the phone was already "the user you dialed cannot be reached for the time being", and it is estimated that the Taoist chief's mobile phone has been out of power for a long time. In desperation, He Huan had no choice but to dial Li Minghao's phone.

"Mouse, has the Taoist come home?"

"Nani?" Li Minghao's guy has long been accustomed to the life of nine to five in the evening, going out to nightclubs on time at nine o'clock, and going home at five o'clock to catch up on sleep, and now this point is the peak period for him to make up for sleep. From his tone, you can tell that this thing is really making up for sleep.

"Are you home?" He Huan asked a different way, who knows whose bed this kid woke up in today.

"Uh-huh!" Li Minghao replied in a nasal voice from the northeast mouth.

“OK！ Is the Taoist at home? ”

Li Minghao answered, and then leaned on the bed and delayed for a few seconds, and then reluctantly got up and opened the door. He Huan heard Li Minghao push open the door of the room between the Taoist chief and the little Taoist, and the two crisp sounds of "popping" must have hit the little Taoist's buttocks, and then heard the voice of the little Taoist answering Li Minghao's question in a daze.

"Hey! Xiao Harmonic, the Taoist is not here, and the little kid said that he didn't come back overnight. Li Minghao said with a yawn.

"Uh...... Well, I got it. He Huan hung up the phone helplessly, and said that the little Taoist disciple was really competent, and his heart was drunk to this point.

He Huan was a little worried, but he couldn't do anything, so he had to reluctantly be a person with a wide heart and busy himself.

Wow~Wow~

The faucet of the sink made a pleasant sound of running water, He Huan wiped his face, and felt the stubble in the palm of his hand itching him, he habitually turned off the faucet, looked directly at himself in the mirror, and prepared to shave.

The man in the mirror is still fair-skinned and elegant, not like a doctor who has been dealing with blood and death for a long time, but has a bit of a literati detachment. This is He Huan, no matter how he looks on the surface or in his heart, he is a kind and gentle person. He is a solitary person, he is not sociable, he does not like to deal with boring people and things, because he is afraid of trouble. He is hardworking, clean, and nagging, and always urges others to do things with the attitude of caring about others, and the people who have this honor to be nagged by him are nothing more than the closest relatives and friends around him, a long, long time ago, there were so many or five such people, but now, there is probably only Li Minghao left. As for Meng Yi'er, he also wanted to nag her, but he didn't dare.

This is the normal He Harmony, the flesh-and-blood He Harmony who is a little melancholy.

When did the blues begin? Of course, since his mother left and Duan Qingqing left, he began to be depressed, and now, the appearance of Meng Li'er made him forget the reason for being melancholy. However, if it weren't for the ghosts and evil spirits, he would not have gotten this angel arranged for him by fate at all. So, should he be rejoicing, or sad?

Fate has always been a multiple-choice question, forcing you to make extreme choices, but everyone knows that the truly perfect option is never extreme. Unfortunately, there is no third option. The answer is always "yes" or "no".

This is He Harmony in front of him, his eye sockets are deep, his cheekbones are prominent, he is thin and white, and he is lifeless. It's not just corpse poison that makes all this, it's fate. It was the fate of giving him a sweet date first, but then slapping him twice!

He Huan shook his head and turned on the faucet again, wanting to soak his cheeks and prepare for shaving.

He sprinkled some water on his face at random, then looked up at the mirror, only to find that in the mirror, there was a wriggling bright red! (To be continued.) )