Yan Murong wanted to say whether he believed it or not, and then opened the window and threw him down from the second floor, but after hesitating, he still chose to leave him in a wheelchair.

"Looks like you still choose to trust me." Kronos said as he straightened his messy collar. "I'm telling the truth."

"Why?" Yan Murong asked in a deep voice.

"Because that old guy is crazy." Kronos leaned back in his wheelchair and smiled self-deprecatingly. "The leader of the ghosts? Hehe, I'm just a puppet now. ”

"Old fellow? What old guys? Yan Murong asked urgently.

"It doesn't matter." Kronos shook his head. "The important thing is that you know now that the ghost is not mine, nor is it Zheng Wuming's."

"You're saying that the flu virus was created by the old guy you said?"

"I lied to you, you will kill me?"

"Yes."

"Then what reason do I have to lie to you?" Kronos said. "He's crazy, he not only wants the ghost to enter Huaxia, but he also wants Chinese medicine to be completely destroyed. Or even -- to turn the world medicine upside down. ”

"You think your prescription really works? No, absolutely not. That's only temporary. The virus is similar to the flu virus, but it is definitely not the flu virus. And those who are infected are just experiments. ”

"You have an antidote?" Yan Murong asked. He was calm on the surface, but his heart had already turned upside down. Who is that old guy in his mouth? And why do you do that?

"That's it." As he spoke, Kronos took out a test tube filled with brown liquid from his pocket, handed it to Yan Murong, and said. "There's an antidote, less is less, but you should be useful."

This time, it was Yan Murong's turn to be surprised. looked at the test tube in his hand and opened his mouth for a long time, and he didn't know what to say.

So how do you say that? Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief.

"I know you don't believe it, you can go back and study it." Kronos said with a smile. "You should listen to my conditions now, though."

"Say it." Yan Murong nodded. Now his mind is very messy, and he can't figure out some things for a while, so he can only listen to what he says, and then go back and think about it slowly.

"Heal me." Kronos said.

"It's not curable." Yan Murong shook his head. "You asked me to find the second half of the "Green Capsule Sutra", but I didn't find it, so it can't be cured."

"Providence?" Kronos smiled stupidly. "It seems like providence - but that's okay, our deal is still valid."

"You know what?" Kronos looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face. "Someone has taught me that what you can't get, it's better to destroy it with your own hands, and no one else can think of it—so my condition is to help me get the ghost back, and make me the real master of the ghost."

"You're really sick." Yan Murong couldn't help but laugh. "I'll help you get the ghost back? Are you kidding? I'm just a doctor, and I've never wanted to cross careers in my life, besides, do you think I have that ability? Even if I had that ability, do you think I would do such a thankless job? ”

"I can't save myself, and you can't save me." Kronos said. "I'm running out of time, and when the time comes, the ghost will be yours."

"You're really sick." Yan Murong sighed, looked at him with sympathy, and said. "If it were me, I would simply hang myself up and die early and be reincarnated."

"You already have a choice in mind, don't you?" Kronos looked at Yan Murong with a smile on his face and asked.

"You see through this?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "I thought I said that, and you'd think I'd be refusing."

"You won't refuse." Kronos shook his head. "You're a smart person, a smart person, and you don't tend to make stupid choices."

"Are you so sure?"

"Yes, because you are a smart person."

"Well, I'm almost embarrassed to praise me." Yan Murong nodded seriously, glanced at the little snake, and said. "I still can't trust you, though, so let's eat it."

"Is this poison?" Kronos looked at the small pill lying in the palm of his hand, a flash of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled self-deprecatingly and said. "That's a stupid question for me."

"Your choice is also wise." Watching Kronos eat the pill, Yan Murong laughed.

"Because we're all smart people." Kronos smiled and said. "One last request."

"Say it, satisfy you." Yan Murong was in a good mood, and with a wave of his hand, he was ready.

"I want to see someone, you arrange it for me." Kronos said.

"Who?"

"Long Caiyi." ――

Kronos left with his two bodyguards, leaving only a note with a few numbers written on it and a question mark on Yan Murong's head.

He wants to see Long Caiyi? How could he have known her? What is the relationship with her? These questions made Yan Murong's head bigger, and he didn't come up with a reason.

"Don't speculate, these questions will be answered soon." The little snake pulled him to sit down and said. "The movie has started, it's coming, let's just watch a movie, or Batman 5, it should be a little interesting."

"Then watch a movie." Yan Murong said with a smile. In his memory, the movie theater is still the kind of place where you can sit casually for five cents a ticket, buy melon seeds and peanuts, and carefully calculate, he has not been in the cinema for more than ten years. He even remembers that the last movie he watched after leaving Yanjing was a cartoon called "The Lion King".

The movie started soon, although it was the original English soundtrack, Yan Murong couldn't understand a word, but with a nostalgic heart, he still watched it with relish, until he felt that he had an extra hand on his thigh before he came back to his senses.

"What are you doing?" Yan Murong looked at the little snake and asked.

"." The little snake said shyly.

"-I'm asking, what are you going to do?"

"Yes." The little snake blinked, and the hand on his lap gradually moved upward, and its body was tightly pressed against him, and it came to his ear, and whispered. "It's a good atmosphere here, why don't we try it here?"

Yan Murong was shocked, try it here? Is this a field battle?

"What? Don't want to? The little snake looked at Yan Murong with silky eyes, stretched out his tongue, and pursed his lips with great temptation. I haven't tried it in a movie theater either, but it should be exciting - if you don't dare, forget it. ”

Can't? What are you kidding, there are never two words in a man's dictionary that dare and can't.

Yan Murong was furious, picked up the little snake by the waist, and pressed it directly on the sofa, and then, the gunshots on the screen were repeated, and the battle in the box was fierce.