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The little squirrel fluttered its wings and landed on the lamp, tilting its head to look at Huo Zhenye.

Passers-by are pointing and pointing when they pass by. This person is talking to the street lamp, he must not be a lunatic.

The oriole was still combing its feathers leisurely, completely unable to understand the human language. After combing one wing feather, it turned its head to comb the other side.

"Don't pretend to me." Huo Zhenye pointed at this unfamiliar white-eyed bird, "I'll crush Zhu Ding to death when I get back, believe it or not!"

The little squirrel was stunned with half of its wings raised, and opened its mouth to scream silently. It originally wanted to visit its wife secretly, but it didn't expect to be watched so soon.

The oriole suddenly stood up straight, with its wings behind its back, and stared at Huo Zhenye with round eyes, as if to say: If you pinch it to death, you will pinch it to death.

Huo Zhenye seemed to be looking at Bai Zhun through the eyes of the paper bird. Just when he was about to call Bai Zhun's name, the oriole jumped into the clouds and flew away.

The oriole flew back to the bamboo house outside the city, and just as it twisted its buttocks and got in through the gap in the bamboo curtain, there was a paper cage in front of it.

Bai Zhun glanced at it, and the oriole entered the cage with its tiny claws, and lay flat on the ground, the whole bird was very sad and angry.

Bai Zhun restrains the oriole, but does not allow Axiu to step out of the door.

But all he wanted to eat was in the city, and he wanted to live a peaceful life in a bamboo hut, but just one day later, he fell into a gluttony and wanted to eat butter pastry from the International Restaurant.

He has already eaten Yangchun noodles with clear soup and little water for two consecutive meals, without even a poached egg.

He wants to eat crab roe noodles, a bowl full of crab roe noodles, and the whole crab leg that has been picked out, with a little balsamic vinegar, it is so fresh.

Another three days had passed, and Bai Zhun hadn't eaten crab roe noodles. Not only was there no crab roe noodles cream dessert, even the biscuit bucket was almost empty.

Those who were extremely bored and wanted to see the scenery to relax, the moment the bamboo wheelchair rolled into the yard, there were overgrown weeds beside the bamboo fence, there were no mountains or water around, and there was no scenery to see at all except for the green bamboo.

Bai Zhun tightened his hand holding the bamboo stick, his life in seclusion is too suffocating!

There were footsteps rustling in the bamboo forest, Bai Zhun frowned, who would know he was here?This is the old residence of the master.

The dense bamboo leaves were pushed away by a vigorous and powerful hand, and a man in a blue gown walked slowly to the bamboo fence: "Bai Qiye."

There was no respect in the voice, but a trace of familiarity.

Bai Zhun didn't know this person, but there was something familiar about him.

The smell of paper bamboo mixed with soil can only be smelled on the hands of people who carry out funerals all the year round.

"who are you?"

"Bai Yang." The visitor was already old, but his eyes were shining brightly, "You should be familiar with my name."

The bamboo stick in Bai Zhun's hand was empty, the room was surrounded by bamboo forests, as soon as Bai Yang stepped into the circle, the bamboo leaves fluttered and the bamboo branches trembled, if he dared to harm Bai Zhun, ten thousand thin bamboos would be like sharp arrows, He tied it into a bamboo hedgehog on the spot.

Bai Yang knew the chilling meaning just by listening to the bamboo sound, he chuckled lightly: "Take some effort, the Temple of the City God is burnt down, how long will you be able to use this ability?"

He suddenly spoke in the tone of an elder, Bai Zhun found it strange and did not let go of his guard, since Bai Yang knew about the Town God's Temple, he had nothing to hide.

Bai Zhun glanced at him up and down: "It doesn't take much effort to clean you up."

Bai Yang wasn't angry at all, instead he laughed more freely: "Why did your master raise your temper? Your senior brother is more like your master than you."

Hearing this person mention Bai Li's name, Bai Zhun tightened his hand holding the bamboo stick: "Do you know my master and brother?"

"We met in the early years. At that time, your master didn't have the intention to accept another young apprentice. Or did I say that with his soft temper, you need to find someone with strong bones to support him."

Bai Zhun still looked at him coldly.

Bai Yang didn't think it was disobedient, and looked at Bai Zhun with the eyes of an elder: "I don't have such a good apprenticeship as your master, and I am not obedient to accept two apprentices."

When he said this, his eyes sank, Hongyang dared to set fire to the Town God's Temple, blocking eternal life and not being able to live forever, to cut off the luck of the seven gates.

"Say something quickly." Bai Zhun glanced at the snack bag in Bai Yang's hand, "You're not here to give me peach cakes, are you?"

"Your master left a book with me." Bai Yang took out the old booklet and handed it in through the bamboo fence.

Bai Zhun took a quick glance, and there was indeed Master's handwriting on the cover: "Keep it here with you?" How could the things of the Seven Gates stay with someone else? He sneered, "Even if it's true, you stole it."

Bai Yang didn't feel embarrassed at all, he still had that smiling face: "That's right, I stole it, I want to see what's so great about it."

With a flick of Bai Zhun's fingertips, Axiu came out of the room. Bai Yang's eyes fell on Axiu, and he couldn't hide his admiration: "Good craftsmanship, not worse than your master back then."

Axiu took the book, but Bai Zhun didn't bring it over right away, he looked at Bai Yang: "Have you finished? Get lost when you're done."

"Young man, don't be so rude." Bai Yang finally put away his smiling face, "Don't you want to know how to extend your life?"

Bai Zhun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at Bai Yang. This man is an enemy, not a friend. The Qingyang he taught arrests innocent children, absorbing wealth and fortune from the Yang world, and the Hong Yang he taught can't even distinguish between a human and a corpse.

"I don't want to." No matter what the method is, the thing to pay is definitely more than the life span.

"It's a pity," Bai Yang turned his back, "As long as the person you love is willing to share the life span, the bones can also grow muscle." He knew that Bai Zhun had heard it, and strode into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Bai Zhun's wheelchair turned suddenly, rolled into the house, and rolled in front of the tablet of the master. Today's incense has not been burned yet, Bai Zhun is staring at the tablet, the old man still has such an old friend?

He even told Bai Yang the secret of life impermanence under the City God.

Axiu came in with the book and Taosu. She put the book in front of Bai Zhun, and Bai Zhun turned to the first page.

It is in the same handwriting format as the first half of the book that his master left him.

But there are still some new ink colors, which seem to be left by Bai Yang, Bai Zhun locked the book in the box, and the bamboo stick picks up the bag of peach cakes, intending to throw it into the brazier.

With a glance, he saw a newspaper wrapped in peach cakes, revealing a line of "Psychic Detective Caught in...".

The words at the back were wrapped in red string, so I couldn't see what was written in the report.

Bai Zhun's heart tightened, he was still wary of Bai Yang, this peach cake was brought by him, the newspaper wrapped in peach cake didn't write anything else, but Huo Zhenye, so he couldn't help being suspicious.

He covered his mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief, asked the paper servant to untie the red string, and held up the oily newspaper in front of him.

This newspaper is the one that Bai Zhun often reads. It is a tabloid that serializes "Spiritual Detective". A few days ago, it also reported that psychic detective broke the kidnapping case.

Huo Zhenye didn't just arrest people and it's over. He contacted many newspapers and paid them to write news, saying that one pass was a cult that harmed people.

It is a big book to abduct and sell young children and teach three talents.

If the Five Schools and Six Schools had not already attached themselves to Yiguandao, he would have paid them to tell the story in a teahouse for a month, so that the streets and alleys, scholars, farmers, businessmen, and all would know that Yiguandao was a cult.

The dandy also sighed with emotion: "You said that you have given such great benefits to the five and six schools, are you trying to stop their mouths?"

After all, the wharf teahouse is the place where the three religions and the nine streams gather. If everyone preaches that one pass is a harmful cult, then who will believe in it.

The oiled newspaper was spread out, and Bai Zhun stared at the words "The psychic detective fell into a coma" soaked in oil on it.

The report was very detailed, saying that the Huo family was hiring a famous doctor to treat Master Huo Qi's drowsiness and insomnia.

Hong Yang is dead, but since he is Bai Yang's apprentice, then Bai Yang will definitely do this trick. Could it be that he deliberately took revenge on Huo Zhenye?

Bai Zhun suspected that Bai Yang was deliberately protesting, so he showed him the newspaper with the news.

He also suspected that Huo Zhenye was playing tricks, and he wanted to force him to show up.

Bai Zhun let out the oriole, and said to Xuan Yun in the altar, "Go and see him."

Xuan Yun was still in the same stage makeup, half of which covered Baodian, half of which was bloody, she got out of the jar, glanced at Bai Zhun: "Let's go for you."

Before the drama was finished, the figure disappeared.

Bai Zhun's bamboo wheelchair rolled around in the room, making the floor creak. He probably thought it was Huo Zhenye's trick, and he must have used this trick to trick him out.

But the small possibility made him feel restless, he lowered his head and coughed suddenly.

Huo Yun and Huang Que flew to the small building of Bai's house, but they didn't find Huo Zhenye. Then they went to the hospital and found Huo Zhenye in the luxurious ward of Sacred Heart Hospital.

Huo Zhenye was lying on the hospital bed, and Xu Yanwen was standing beside him. He was breathing peacefully, covered with a white sheet, as if he was dreaming.

This situation is exactly the same as that nightmare.

The little nurse knocked on the door and came in, looking at the worried Xu Yanwen: "Doctor Xu, is the patient still awake?"

Xu Yanwen shook his head: "No."

"There are many media reporters outside, all asking about Mr. Huo's condition. Mr. Huo's elder brother said he would come to visit him."

After a while, three or four people came in, two of them were Huo Chaozong and Secretary He, both of them had solemn expressions, and Secretary He frequently looked at Huo Chaozong's expression, because of this, the young master hadn't slept for two days.

Huo Chaozong asked: "Has the cause not been found yet?"

Facing Huo Chaozong, Xu Yanwen was naturally annoyed, he only said: "Yes, all the inspections have been done, but the reason can't be found, Brother Huo, why don't you find Mr. Bai."

Huo Chaozong reached out and pressed his eyebrows: "I know, I'm looking for it."

Except for the tabloids, all the major media and newspapers reported this matter. Huo Chaozong also hoped that Bai Zhun would come back after seeing the newspapers. He had a premonition that Bai Zhun would definitely come back.

There was also an old woman, dressed as a servant, with tears in her eyes. She didn't dare to cry in front of Huo Chaozong. She cried after Huo Chaozong left: "My young master, you even sacrificed your family for that Miss Bai." No more, once something happens to you, she will throw you aside, and won't even come to see you."

Liu Ma cried intermittently: "Master, you are really worthless. Even Miss Tao has come to see you, and Miss Bai has not heard from you at all. You really have no conscience!"

The little squirrel listened through the window, and these words passed into Bai Zhun's ears verbatim.

Bai Zhun's cough stopped temporarily: "Let's go."

Axiu pushes him out of the bamboo hut, the paper rickshaw and the driver are already waiting outside the bamboo forest, and Xuan Yun and the little yellow bird fly away from the Sacred Heart Hospital.

After Xu Yanwen sent everyone away, he looked at Huo Zhenye who was lying on the bed and sleeping in the dark. This person had been sleeping for three days, and he was going crazy during these three days.

He has to deal with the media and deceive Huo Chaozong. The media is easy to deal with, but Huo Chaozong is not easy to deceive. If this continues, his hair will almost fall out.

Mochizuki couldn't help sighing: Come on quickly, too many injections can hurt your nerves.

The author has something to say: Huo Smart Ghost Seven, I think you are going to be beaten