The stick was cold in the hand, but there was a hint of warmth in between.

"Huh? Uncle Dajun, what did you say? ”

I picked up the stick and looked at He Dajun blankly, only to see his strange expression, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and a trace of curiosity flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Hey, forget it, it's okay."

Captain He Dajun sighed and waved his hand helplessly. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he was hiding something, so I asked, "Uncle Dajun, what's wrong?" ”

Maybe he was annoyed by my question, He Dajun's face immediately pulled up again, raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Don't ask, don't ask, what else are you asking!" ”

I was also a violent temper, but I don't know what's wrong, I was so fierce by him, my fiery temper disappeared in an instant, and I shrunk my neck and became a docile lamb.

"Lao He, you are still so short-tempered, you see that the baby is frightened." The old man in the bank floated out from behind the desk and said roundly.

He Dajun also seemed to realize that he was a little overly verbal, but he still snorted coldly to save face: "Master scolds the apprentice, that is to value him, and he is disciplining." ”

I secretly glanced at him, only to see that although his eyes were facing the sky, his eyes were glancing at me from time to time, and I immediately reacted that this 'donkey-faced uncle' who valued his face bigger than the sky actually knew that he was wrong, but he was embarrassed to admit it.

"What the master teaches is that the disciples should follow the teachings."

Learning from the way I looked on TV, I bowed deeply, and my tone should be as sincere as I was.

He Dajun saw that I was so 'on the road', and went down the steps I gave: "Seeing that your attitude of admitting your mistakes is not bad, forget about today's matter, and quickly throw away the medicine pestle." ”

I was stunned for a moment, then realized that he was talking about the stick that hit me in the head.

"It's ...... Medicine pestle? ”

I looked at the black stick in my hand, and the shape was the same as the pestle used in the drugstore, but it was longer than the ordinary pestle, and there was an indescribable strange feeling in my hand.

"That's right, throw it away."

He Dajun was about to come up and take the medicine pestle as he spoke, and I didn't know why he was so nervous, so I reached out and handed it to him.

When I withdrew my hand, I inadvertently saw that in the palm of my right hand, I don't know when there were some more pale red thin lines, and the thin lines were intertwined into a pattern similar to leaves.

I touched it lightly and didn't feel anything. He Dajun had already walked to the door of the bank at this time, and the old man followed behind him and said something.

I originally wanted to ask He Dajun what the pattern of the leaves was, but when I looked at the palm of my hand again, the pattern disappeared inexplicably.

Is it a hallucination?

Thinking like this in his heart, He Dajun began to urge again: "Hurry up, there is still a diagnosis that has not yet been completed." ”

I hurriedly answered and followed closely.

As I reached the door of the bank, the old man suddenly tore my arm, whispered something in my ear, and then floated back to the table, his eyes closed as if the old monk had been in a state of silence.

After listening to him, I was stunned, until He Dajun urged impatiently, and then suddenly came to his senses, and walked over with a promise.

What the old man told me was: Beware of He Dajun.

Beware of the army of He? Why? Is he going to do me badly? But I don't have anything to covet from him.

And the old man and I met for the first time, why did he remind me like this?

And then there's ......

The medicine pestle just now, which bastard was thrown by the turtle grandson who was dug up by the ancestral grave of a thousand swords, my head is still a little buzzing, but I have been talking to He Dajun just now, and I didn't care about finding this culprit.

"Uncle Dajun."

"Xiao Zheng."

He Dajun and I spoke at the same time, and I let He Dajun speak first in line with the principle of courtesy.

He Dajun directly said in a tone that was almost warning and ordering: "Be careful of that old man, don't be cheated by him." ”

I nodded, indicating that I understood. But there was a muttering in my heart: The old man asked me to be careful of He Dajun, and He Dajun asked me to be careful of the old man, did the two of them discuss and play me.

But I didn't dare to show it, and asked, "What's wrong with that old man, why should I be careful of him?" ”

He Dajun took me and explained as he walked: "His name is Fan Ziren, just like you, he is an old money fan, but he is bolder than you and dares to do anything." ”

As soon as I heard the old man's name, I couldn't help laughing: "Fan Ziren, you dare to do anything, shouldn't you be a human trafficker?" ”

He Dajun didn't speak, just glanced back at me, and then nodded silently. I was stunned and said, "No, it's really a human trafficker?" ”

"He is different from ordinary human traffickers, the people he sells are between the yin and yang worlds. So you have to be careful and be more mindful when dealing with him. ”

After speaking, He Dajun asked me, "By the way, what did you want to say just now?" ”

I pointed to my forehead, which was bulging with a big bag, and said with a bitter face: "Have you seen clearly, who hit me with that medicine pestle?" ”

He Dajun's answer was also very succinct: "I don't know." ”

I wipe, so I'm in vain? But when I looked into his eyes, I found that his eyes were unconsciously a little dodgy, and my heart immediately chuckled.

He Dajun, he's lying!

"Here we are." He Dajun suddenly straightened up, his wandering eyes disappeared in an instant, and then returned to his usual look.

Although I was full of suspicion, I didn't dare to ask him what he had just said, so be more careful.

It's not just for ghosts, it's also for people.

I glanced up at the place we came from, which was a small two-story villa in the style of the Republic of China.

The cyan stone bricks are scattered on top of each other, as if telling the long history of this place. The white window edges were already a little mottled, and the open door was like two coffin boards, bare and devoid of any ornaments, except for two collar-sized knockers, which hung silently.

"Uncle Dajun, this is ......"

I muttered, suddenly remembering what He Dajun had just said, and said with a slight surprise: "Come here for a visit?" ”

He Dajun nodded, walked to the door and knocked lightly.

"Knock knock!"

Under the silent 'night sky', the knock on the door was particularly loud. I don't know why, every time he knocks, I feel like my chest has been smashed by a giant hammer, and my heart beats violently with the 'tom'.

"Squeak......

The dilapidated door was opened, and an old lady with a wrinkled face poked her head out, and after seeing that the other party was He Dajun, she said lightly: "Doctor He, here." ”

"Well, how's Red Dream?"

As soon as she heard this, the old lady's face like dry bark showed a look of loneliness, and she sighed and said, "That's it, let's come in first." By the way, this is ......"

The old lady looked at me, but the words were said to He Dajun.

"Apprentice, Zheng Xun."

He Dajun introduced it concisely, and the old lady nodded and said, "It turns out to be a high apprentice, let's come in together." ”

When I entered the villa door, I felt a cold wind blowing, and I gasped unconsciously, and the strong earthy smell in my mouth had not yet dissipated, and it suddenly made me retch a few times.

I exhaled a few times and asked resentfully, "Uncle Dajun, I forgot to ask just now, what do you mean by that soil and that brush?" ”

He Dajun turned his head to look at me, handed over a kettle and explained: "That's the underworld and the thrush pencil, the underworld is to make people can talk nonsense, and the thrush pencil is to cover people's yang energy." ”

I was just about to continue asking, but He Dajun interrupted with a wave of his hand: "I'll tell you when I go back, and I'll finish the matter here first." ”

As he spoke, He Dajun asked the old lady to lead the way, and I followed him closely to a room on the second floor.

The door opened, and I saw a woman with a pale face lying on a mahogany bed in the style of the Republic of China.

When I saw the woman's face clearly, my mind suddenly turned white, and the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning, and I was speechless.

I never expected to meet her here......