Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

The more he thought about it, the ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth became more intense, Wei Dawei suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched the head in front of him, and then, there was a nearly suffocating coughing sound.

"Cough cough...cough cough...｀...”

……

The police car galloped all the way to the hospital, and it was already daylight.

Fortunately, it's not time to go to work, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be stuck on the road.

"Zhao Bureau! Zhang Tianshi!"

In the corridor, two female policemen have been guarding until now. They couldn't bear it any longer. They were sitting on chairs and dozed off. They heard footsteps and opened their eyes. After seeing the two of Zhao Duofeng, they got up and stood up.

"Xiao Li and Zhang, thank you for your hard work. I have already notified Liu Li and Zhao Mei who are working today to come over. When they arrive, you should hurry back and rest."

Zhao Duofeng said to the two policewomen.

"it is good."

After the two nodded, Zhao Duofeng also nodded, looked in through the door of the ward, pushed the door and walked in.

There were two beds in the ward, and Xu Sitong, who was still unconscious, was lying on one of them.

But the other hospital bed was empty.

?

What about Lu language?

Zhang Qingxuan was startled, then turned his head to walk out of the ward, and asked the two policewomen at the door.

And just as he turned around, the two policewomen who were at least the mothers of two children all walked in.

"Master Zhang, I forgot to tell you. At the entrance of the hospital, your friend was taken away by a very young and beautiful Taoist nun with a sword on her back and left behind. A piece of paper, let us pass it to you."

???

Three question marks appeared on Zhang Qingxuan's head, and his sword eyebrows suddenly frowned deeply.

He took the paper and spread it out in twos and threes. On it was a whole sheet of hairpin lowercase letters written with a brush. The lines were full of awe-inspiring sword spirit, and it was definitely not from Lu Yu's hand.

After reading the contents of the handwriting on the paper, Zhang Qingxuan's frowning eyebrows gradually loosened.

The handwriting on this piece of paper was not written by Lu Yu, but what she said was mostly in her tone, and there was a sense of stupidity between the lines.

It probably means: I slipped away, not because I was kidnapped, but because the headmaster Yuqing of Yunmeng Mountain has taken a fancy to me, saying that I am a peerless sword practicer and wants to take me as an apprentice, so you don’t have to worry about me, wait I am a master of swordsmanship, so I came to eunuch you, a scumbag who asked me to take care of your little lover (cross out), and I will come back to you, Master Yuqing Ye Yuheng ghostwritten.

motherfucker.

Walking on the road, he was spotted by a peerless master and accepted as an apprentice...

Are you the protagonist or am I the protagonist?

Ye Yuheng, the head teacher of Yunmeng Mountain, Zhang Qingxuan just knew, known as Master Yuheng, a sword cultivator with no feelings, jealous of evil, became famous in the Taoist school when he was a teenager, and took over the master of the Yuqing School of Yunmeng Mountain when he was less than 20 years old. The position of teaching has already been innately cultivated a few years ago, and by virtue of his superb swordsmanship, he can even fight against the grandmaster.

It is undoubtedly a good thing for Lu Yu to worship her as his teacher.

That's why looking at this crossed-out handwriting, there is always an ominous premonition?

Zhang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched, but he still didn't pay much attention to it. He put away the note and walked towards Xu Sitong's hospital bed instead.

He didn't know Ye Yuheng from the ancient books left by Longhushan.

The events recorded in each Taoist book in Longhushan all stayed 20 years ago.

And this Ye Yuheng just appeared recently.

The one who let him know that there was someone like Ye Yuheng was in a post on the Daomen website that was deleted in seconds.

Why was it deleted in seconds...

Because it was a courtship post.

Ask Ye Yuheng to be a Taoist companion!

At that time, Zhang Qingxuan wondered whether the person who posted the post had been killed... (Qian Haohao)...

Came to the bedside.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at the little policewoman lying on the hospital bed.

She was still dressed in scorched black clothes, and her small face was still dark.

Immediately, he reached out and pinched Xu Sitong's pulse.

"How's it going?"

Zhao Duofeng couldn't see Xu Sitong's state, so he could only ask Zhang Qingxuan.

"No problem."

Zhang Qingxuan replied.

Xu Sitong's state has completely calmed down, and his pulse is no different from that of a normal person.

Zhao Duofeng was completely relieved, and nodded: "Phew, it's good that there is nothing to do. I will leave for that Tianshi Zhang first. There are some things that need to be arranged as soon as possible."

Knowing that he was talking about monitoring Wei Dawei, Zhang Qingxuan nodded bitterly.

After Zhao Duofeng left, only Zhang Qingxuan and Xu Sitong were left in the ward.

Xu Sitong suddenly opened his eyes leisurely.

125: Someone jumped out of the window!No, you are having a cerebral thrombosis!Taoist priests with black skins on their backs? 【Please customize】

"woke up?"

As for Xu Sitong's awakening, Zhang Qingxuan was not surprised.

When he gave the little policewoman the pulse just now, he noticed that her breathing was disturbed.

Why didn't you open your eyes...

Zhang Qingxuan didn't know either.

"Ah."

Xu Sitong hummed.

"How do you feel, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Zhang Qingxuan asked.

"No, no..."

Xu Sitong denied it: "The stomach is warm and comfortable, but the arms and legs are a little itchy..."

"That's where you got burned. I gave you a pill, and the wound is healing, so it's itchy." Zhang Qingxuan said.

"what!"

Xu Sitong exclaimed, and sat up worriedly: "Won't there be a scar?"

Woman, woman!I am not afraid of losing my life, but I am afraid of leaving scars... Zhang Qingxuan was speechless, the evil came from his heart, and he grinned and said, "Yes!"

"Then, what to do then?"

The little policewoman was anxious, and grabbed Zhang Qingxuan's arm: "You have a way, right, please help me!"

She pursed her lips, although her face was covered in black and gray, she was still pretty and couldn't hide it.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing her appearance, Zhang Qingxuan smiled.

Xu Sitong seemed to sense something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, so he blinked his beautiful eyes: "You, what are you laughing at?"

"Don't worry, I've already given you a Golden Sore Pill, and when the potency is fully exerted, your wound will recover completely in a short time without leaving any scars."

As he spoke, Zhang Qingxuan patted her on the head.

"you!"

Xu Sitong understood what was wrong, Zhang Qingxuan was teasing himself, grabbed his arm and bit it down.

"..."

so hard!

Can't bite!

After a bite, Xu Sitong gave up.

Although Zhang Qingxuan was afraid that Xu Sitong's neat and white teeth would turn her into a toothless person and did not activate the Golden Light Curse, but his physical strength, no matter how much Xu Sitong bites, he will not be injured, especially if Xu Sitong is still alive. Not too willing to bite...

"I hate being in the hospital!"

After throwing off Zhang Qingxuan's hand and lying on the hospital bed for a while doubting his death, Xu Sitong suddenly tilted his head and looked at Zhang Qingxuan again: "Old Zhang, take me away!"

"?"

A question mark appeared in Zhang Qingxuan's head.

And old Zhang... Why do these words sound so much like the eldest lady of a certain family, who fell in love with the old man who burned the boiler for her own house, and then conspired to elope and spend the rest of her life together?

"If you want to go, can you just go by yourself?"

"Where can I go!"

Xu Sitong pouted: "Sister Li and Sister Zhang must let me rest here and not let me go, but how can I rest here?"

"Take me away!"

She grabbed Zhang Qingxuan's hand and shook his arm gently.

Is this a policewoman or a witch...

There was an exclamation from Zhongling No. [-] Hospital.

Hearing the sound, an old man in a patient's suit doing rehabilitation training in the yard looked up and saw a figure who seemed to be carrying a person on his back jumped down from the third floor.

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he looked again, the figure had disappeared.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

The old man's attending doctor happened to pass by, and seeing the old man's expression, he thought that something was wrong with him, so he hurried forward to ask.

"I……"

The old man pointed in the direction of the roof in the distance, and said anxiously: "Doctor, save someone, save someone, just now I saw someone jumping from the upstairs, so high, he must have broken, save someone!"

The attending doctor was taken aback, looked in the direction of the old man's finger, then looked down at the empty space below, pushed his glasses, and then took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

"Hey, head nurse, it's me. Quickly call someone to bring a stretcher. I'm on the east side of the inpatient building. What happened? I suspect that the patient in bed 32 has a sudden cerebral thrombosis, and he's hallucinating now."

The old man became anxious immediately: "Doctor, I don't have a cerebral thrombosis, someone really jumped down."

But no matter how the old man yelled, the attending doctor was unmoved. After a while, several interns rushed over and forced the struggling old man on the stretcher.

"Fuck your father..."

A roar spread throughout the hospital...

Escaping from the ward once cost an old man...

Zhang Qingxuan and Xu Sitong didn't know what happened. At this time, the two had already walked out of the hospital and walked on the street.

The house that Xu Sitong rented was not too far from the house that Zhang Qingxuan bought, but Xu Sitong's key was in the police station, and he didn't take it with him when he went on a mission, so now they are walking in the direction of the house that Zhang Qingxuan just bought.

And Xu Sitong was lying on Zhang Qingxuan's back, and the two of them often encountered strange glances along the way.

"This young man looks good, why does he have such a strong taste..."

"It looks like he's still a Taoist priest..."

"You really are a Taoist priest! This... a Taoist priest finds a black skin to be his wife, how can the coffin boards of their ancestors hold it?"

"..."

At first they didn't understand why.

It wasn't until they heard the murmurs of passers-by that two people were walking towards each other that they understood.

A Taoist priest, carrying a black woman on his back.