Xia Chenghao opened his eyes and saw Peter Hui walking in cautiously with the ancestral knife of their family. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When she saw the two people sitting against the wall, she was slightly stunned, and stood on the spot at a loss.

A smile appeared on Xia Chenghao's face and he said hello, "Hi! Xiaohui, long time no see! ”

Peter Hui came to his senses and asked in disbelief, "You, do you remember?" ”

Xia Chenghao stood up, nodded and said, "Yes!" I regained my memory. ”

When! The knife in Peter Hui's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and she had already rushed over to hug Xia Chenghao's neck, choking and said, "It's great that you're okay, but I'm worried to death." ”

Xia Chenghao patted her on the back gently, "It's not that I'm fine, it's that Peter Chuan and I are fine." ”

"Ahh Only then did Peter Hui let go of his hand and hurriedly ran to Peter Chuan, "Peter Chuan, Peter Chuan......"

"He's just fainted, come, I'll carry him out!" Hearing Xia Chenghao's words, Peter Hui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and just helped Peter Chuan to let Xia Chenghao carry it, but saw Xia Chenghao holding the soul snatcher still in his hand, and a nervous look flashed on his face, "You didn't cut it off?" ”

Xia Chenghao couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I originally planned to cut it off, but I didn't expect my knife to be cut off by it, and I almost fell for his demon, but I have already signed a contract with it, and it won't hurt me for the time being." ”

"Oh!" Peter Hui still looked at it a little uneasily, picked up his knife, and followed Xia Chenghao out of the basement. When he returned to the ground, he didn't see Niu Yiwei, Xia Chenghao asked, "The person who came with me?" ”

"He seemed to be very uncomfortable, so he arranged a room for him to rest."

Xia Chenghao nodded, and couldn't help but smile in his heart, this soul-snatching murderous aura was too strong, even he couldn't stand it, let alone Niu Yiwei, whose strength was not as good as his.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Peter walked into a wood.

What catches your eye is a quiet and elegant cabin, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants. In that lush forest, it is unique, as if it were two Gris planets. Before they could get closer to the hut, they smelled a strong aroma of herbs.

Walking into the cabin, a stronger aroma of herbs came to his nose, and the cabin was full of all kinds of bottles and cans, as well as many modern medical equipment, which reminded Xia Chenghao of Lao Zhang's underground medical room.

A middle-aged man about 1.5 meters tall, with a slightly hunched back and messy hair on his head, was busy with his back to them on the test bench, muttering a few inaudible pronunciations from time to time.

Xia Chenghao listened to what he said not like Long Island, but more like Zion.

What surprised him even more was that Peter Hui carefully walked up to the man and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhang." ”

This really surprised him, she was the head of the Peter family, what kind of identity was this person, and let her speak to him in such a respectful tone?

Peter Chuan is still unconscious, and her heart must be extremely anxious, but she doesn't dare to speak out in this case, as if she is afraid of disturbing him.

However, the man was all engaged in the experiment, and Peter Hui screamed three or four times without response. However, Xia Chenghao was a little impatient, walked over and pulled him directly on the shoulder, and asked him to turn around, "Are you deaf?" ”

Xia Chenghao, who saw the face of the middle-aged man clearly, was stunned: "Lao Zhang? ”

Peter Hui next to him was really startled, and quickly tore Xia Chenghao's hand away, and apologized to the middle-aged man: "You can't be so rude to this Mr. Zhang." Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry to ......."

Before Peter Hui finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand to interrupt her, and looked Xia Chenghao up and down with a strange expression, "Who are you?" How do I know my surname is Zhang? ”

Although he spoke Zion, with a strong local dialect, Xia Chenghao finally understood what he was saying.

After a closer look, Xia Chenghao also found that something was wrong, although the middle-aged man in front of him looked very similar to Lao Zhang, but the most obvious thing was the height difference.

Lao Zhang has to be more than 1.7 meters, and his waist is straight, unlike the short and hunchback in front of him. And Lao Zhang's hair is always meticulously combed, not at all as unkempt as him, "Uh! I'm sorry, but you look so similar to someone I know, and you recognize the wrong person. ”

"Oh?" The middle-aged man asked with interest, "Then what's his name?" ”

What's Lao Zhang's name? Xia Chenghao thought for a long time and finally remembered the name that Lao Zhang had mentioned to him once, "What does it seem to be called Zhang Fenglin?" ”

"What?!" As soon as he heard Xia Chenghao's name, the middle-aged man seemed to have been electrocuted, his voice suddenly raised a few degrees, and he almost screamed sharply, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Xia Chenghao's collar.

However, he was too short, and he looked like he was hanging on Xia Chenghao, which was indescribably funny, "You said you know Zhang Fenglin's whereabouts?" Where is he? Tell me quickly! ”

Looking at him, it seems that he is going to tear Lao Zhang apart, does this person have any deep hatred for Lao Zhang?

Of course, Xia Chenghao wouldn't tell him Lao Zhang's whereabouts, he slapped his hand away and said coldly: "Why should I tell you?" ”

If he hadn't looked like Peter Hui's guest, he would have killed him a long time ago, after all, Lao Zhang took care of him for so long when he lost his memory, and helping him kill someone was just a gesture.

The middle-aged man was so choked by his words that he couldn't speak for a long time, gasping for breath and glaring at him for a long time before asking, "Then you can always tell me what he is doing now, right?" ”

This told him that it didn't seem to hurt, Xia Chenghao thought for a moment and replied, "He is now studying how to resurrect the dead." ”

As long as it is normal, people will not believe it, but the middle-aged man did not react much, touched his chin and muttered a few words that Xia Chenghao did not understand. After a while, he turned around like no one else wanted to continue studying his things.

Xia Chenghao pulled him over again and pointed to Peter Chuan, who was on his back, "Let's see how he is first?" ”

The middle-aged man found Peter Chuan, was slightly stunned, and looked at Peter Hui next to him who looked anxious and didn't dare to interject, "Why did you bring him out?" I haven't figured out a way to exorcise the demons yet! ”

Xia Chenghao said that he was very funny in his heart, you are not a warlock, what kind of demons do you want to exorcise. If this kind of thing can be solved scientifically, it will be called nonsense, "You don't need to study it, I have already 'exorcized' for him, you can see if he has any other internal injuries or the like." ”

The middle-aged man was a little skeptical: "Really? Put him on the table over there. ”

Xia Chenghao put Peter Chuan on the scanning table that the middle-aged man pointed to, and the middle-aged man skillfully manipulated the medical equipment next to him, and after a while, he got the test result, "There is no abnormality in the bones, there is no abnormality in the muscles, and everything in the other internal organs is normal." It is that the state of brain fatigue is more severe, and it may take a few days of sleep to wake up. (To be continued.) )