"The third point is also the most critical, the ghost of Yin Si has always said that there is a living soul and a wandering ghost, I thought that Du Yu was the wandering ghost, and Fang Yi was the living ghost, only to find out later that it was wrong"

Zhang Yi shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window helplessly.

"Did the onicha I can't see tell you?" Wicker asked.

Zhang Yi nodded, "Yes, after I returned Fang Yi's soul to his body, he still felt the existence of this living soul, which means that I was mistaken." Later, Fang Yi said in horror that he was drowned or something, and combined with the floating corpse I saw in his pupils before, I was basically sure that Huang Xie Wen was dead, but I didn't know how this corpse could maintain its living appearance."

"Sure enough, when the hero is a teenager, I am old, I was also outstanding in Jiangsu and Zhejiang when I was young, and I was no less than you!" Lao Dao sighed and stroked the somewhat glowing beard on his chin, as if it was a bit like a successful person recalling the great achievements of his youth in his old age.

Although Lao Dao felt a little swaggering, but only in appearance he had this capital, at this moment he was wearing a Taoist robe and stood straight in front of the door and window looking out, a gust of wind blew his hair and beard flew up gently, making people feel that he was like an old man who had attained the Tao and cultivated immortals.

"Don't look at him as useless, but pretending to be forced to come up with a set, people have to be convinced!" Wicker quipped to the old way.

Lao Dao didn't speak, didn't justify, still looked ahead, it seemed that there was a large area of mountains and rivers in front of him, and he was the one who pointed out the country.

"Crunch"

After a door knock, a policeman opened the door and entered, Lao Dao suddenly jumped around as if he had changed a person, nodded and walked to the police, put his hand on his eyebrows and saluted and said: "Uncle policeman, I am a good citizen, I have not only rescued children who have fallen into the water, but also helped the community security guards catch car thieves, you see I have a letter of thanks and pennants they gave me." ”

After saying that, Lao Dao really took out two folded small pennants from his arms, one of which read "Model for Ordinary Beings" and the other that read "Eradicate the elite of underworld forces". Both of them are written to give immortals, and they are all fans.

Zhang Yi and Wicker were stunned by Daxian's move, not only did he change from a fairy wind bone to an oily tone in less than a second, but even the props had already been prepared.

Could it be that he really has a treasure bag of Doraemon in his arms, and he can have whatever he wants.

The policeman glanced at his pennant and then waved at everyone and said, "You can go out, through the autopsy, it was indeed found that Huang Xie Wen died more than a month ago, and he drowned."

This proves that you didn't just kill it, but we still don't have any scientific explanation for how a corpse can live like a normal person for a month. ”

With that, he opened the door and stepped aside. "You are not allowed to leave Jialin during this period of time, so that we can come with us."

"Okay, sir," Lao Dao nodded and saluted after speaking, and then disappeared in front of everyone at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

The two of them reacted under the urging of the police, and they walked out of the door of the public security bureau side by side, looking at the hot sunshine outside, looking at the traffic, and a sense of rebirth arose.

"It's nice to be free! Long live freedom," Wicker shouted as he stood on the side of the road and shouted at the traffic of the people.

At this time, Zhang Yi's mobile phone rang, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Li Xiaoya who sent a text message.

"If you come back today, remember that the meals are in the pot, and they are all made by me"

Zhang Yi was suddenly a little puzzled, thinking to herself how she pinched the time so accurately, and they just sent a text message when they were about to go back.

But Zhang Yi looked at it again and found that this was not the case, Li Xiaoya has sent text messages every afternoon in the past few days, and the content of the text messages is almost the same, all of them say that the meal is ready and wait for him to go home for dinner.

It may be that Zhang Yi was too busy during this time, and he kept his mobile phone in his pocket and didn't pay attention to it, so he ignored all Li Xiaoya's text messages.

Zhang Yi suddenly felt a sense of warmth, although he was a little ignorant, but he slowly realized that he was not alone, there were brothers who grew up together like Wicker outside, and there was a person in that small home who always cared about him.

Some people say that parents are like a plant with roots when they are in their children, and when their parents are gone, they are like a duckweed without roots. Zhang Yi has been a duckweed since he woke up in the morgue, but now Li Xiaoya has slowly put roots in his duckweed, giving him a home, so that he will not wander.

"Let's go, go home" Zhang Yi waved to the wicker and walked towards the van excitedly.

"Okay!" Wicker strode over, opened the car door, and sat in the cab.

Zhang Yi opened the back door and sat in, but found that Lao Dao didn't know where to run over, and then squeezed in with a smile on his face.

Wicker turned his head and looked at Lao Dao with a puzzled look. "Old Dao, why did you come in, we are going home."

Lao Dao seemed a little embarrassed, and he scratched his hair while saying vaguely: "Same road, same road, I also live in Jialin."

"Chirp"

At this time, a bird chirped in the sky.

Lao Dao hurriedly changed the topic. "I said I was bored, how do I feel like there's one missing, it turns out that the starling bird is missing, you see, it's coming."

When the group looked up, they saw that the little bird had hovered over the roof of the car a few times before landing on it.

"You're finally back, unrighteous fellow, you ran away while everyone was desperate," Wicker said angrily, patting the roof of the car.

The little bird seemed to hear it, and it flew from the roof of the car to the edge of the window and stood, staring at the wicker with a pair of round eyes.

Wicker seemed a little annoyed, he raised his hand to teach the bird a lesson, but was stopped by Zhang Yi's outstretched hand.

The little bird still didn't speak, still looking at the wicker, this time it seemed to feel guilty, but it didn't know how to express it.

The carriage fell into a deathly silence, and finally Lao Dao broke the silence, sacrificing himself to relieve the embarrassment and restore peace to the world.

"Wow, what a beautiful bird, I think you must be a majestic and powerful bird brother, right, or are you a bird sister who sinks fish and geese?"

Lao Dao's remarks made everyone speechless, Zhang Yi and Wicker didn't pay attention to him and turned their heads, only the little bird stared at him.

The little bird flew to Lao Dao's face and turned around, and shouted in a sharp voice with his butt towards Lao Dao's face: "Come, come, Ye will show you, satisfy your curiosity, and let you know whether Ye is a man or a woman." ”

Zhang Yi and Wicker knew about this arrogant and rude little bird, and they felt that something bad might happen soon, so their bodies instinctively moved to the side.

But Lao Dao didn't know, he thought the bird was quite interesting, so he looked at the bird's ass and laughed.

Suddenly, a white sticky object flew out of the little bird's buttocks and fell into Lao Dao's gaping mouth impartially.

Lao Dao instinctively closed his mouth, then quickly opened his mouth, his wrinkled face began to distort, and then he threw up on the car window with a wow.

Zhang Yi and Wicker smiled back and forth, but looking at Lao Dao's painful appearance, Zhang Yi still covered his sore stomach with one hand, and took a bottle of mineral water with one hand and handed it to Lao Dao.

Lao Dao took the repeated mouths of mineral water and leaned on the backrest like a collapse, he looked up at the roof of the car, his eyes half-open and half-closed, a bit like he was dead.

"The came to my old man's mouth, and he used my old man as a manure tank. It's so bullying, I'll clean you up when I have the strength."

Lao Dao's voice was low and high-pitched, a bit like a woman, which caused everyone to laugh, including the little bird on the roof of the car.

An hour later, the car stopped in front of an overgrown wasteland, the southernmost suburb of Jialin City, which is largely undeveloped because it is part of the cemetery area of Jialin City.

"Don't you tell me you live in the cemetery?" Wicker looked at the old road that staggered out of the car with a puzzled face.

"Birds have nests, and the old way also has my own shack, everyone will say goodbye, and there will be a period later" After speaking, he turned around and walked into the weeds more than one person high, and in the blink of an eye, he was drowned in the green ocean

The wind blew through a tall green weed, and the weeds fell to one side, but the gray-haired old man was nowhere to be seen.