After joining Hades

After arriving at Di Ting's office, Wen Bai found out why it was not easy for Lu Zheng to know about Di Ting's matter.

"Given by Qiang Qi?" Wen Bai looked at a wooden box Di Ting handed over and said.

Di Ting: "Yes."

Seeing Wen Bai intending to return it, Di Ting waved his hand: "Don't return it in a hurry, open it and have a look."

Under the signal of Di Ting, Wen Bai had no choice but to open it.

The moment he saw what was inside, Wen Bai frowned.

It was a copper lacquered knife engraved with the plum blossom seal.

The knife is small, willow-shaped, and has a cold light.

"Knife?" Wen Bai was puzzled.

Di Ting turned around and half leaned on the table: "Well, thank you for saving the lives of those little paper figurines."

Wen Bai didn't ask what the knife was for, and even pushed the knife back with the box: "I didn't save it, Lu Zheng didn't even think about doing anything to those little paper men."

"I know," Di Ting took the box and took out the knife, "but the fate is yours."

Wen Bai: "..."

fate?

"You said...with Qiang Qi?" Wen Bai's expression was a bit complicated.

Di Ting chuckled: "No, it's with those paper figurines."

Wen Bai was startled.

Listening to Qu Zhi, he tapped the small knife lightly, and the blade made a small buzz: "Lu Zheng sank half of the Yin Mountain to the underground Yin Division, you should know about this?"

"Yeah." When he woke up in the morning, Wen Bai searched the relevant forums specifically to make sure he didn't see any news about "Dashan's mysterious disappearance", so he was relieved.

But Wen Bai still asked one more question: "What happened?"

"No, I sank half of my real body to the ground, just to make it easier for Yinsi to find him, and not hurt Qiang Qi," Di Ting said, "But it's also good, with the sword hanging above your head, you won't lose your sense of proportion when doing things."

Wen Bai nodded.

Di Ting rubbed his neck.

There's nothing wrong with it, it's just——

This half of the mountain suddenly sank into the underground yin, and the lower part was startled, but Lu Zheng, who was supposed to go to clean up the aftermath, left the matter to him and accompanied Wen Bai to the hospital.

He was one head and two big. He had just written a report, and before he closed his eyes for a while, he heard that Qiang Qi was coming.

It's a coincidence that Zhengchou didn't spread the fire.

Who knows, Qiang Qi just came to give something.

"The reason why I accepted it is because the fate between you and these paper figurines has not been broken."

Wen Bai didn't know what to say for a while.

Listening to the truth, but he is used to it: "Fate is such a thing, it is not good to say."

"You can take this knife as if it was given to you by those paper figurines."

Wen Bai: "Then it will be broken if you accept it?"

Di Ting raised his eyebrows: "You can say that."

Wen Bai doesn't know about fate, but if it's true as what Di heard, he and Qiang Qi's paper figurines still have fate, which seems to be a bit troublesome.

"What's the use of this knife?" Wen Bai asked.

Ting Ting: "What use do you think those paper figures gave you?"

Wen Bai thought for a while: "..."

Seeing his expression, he should have guessed it, and Di Ting said bluntly: "Qiang Qi said that this knife is easier to use than scissors, just draw it in the shape of a paper man and it can be used."

"I haven't used it, you can go back and try."

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai put the knife back safely: "It's useless."

Listen to: "?"

Wen Bai: "Yuan Yuan doesn't like it."

Di Ting kept thinking that Lu Zheng should not know about this matter, but forgot that besides the big one, there is also a small one.

"This paper figurine is not like Qiang Qi's paper figurine. It can't speak, and it doesn't have much time to move around. Little Fat Lantern shouldn't..."

Wen Bai looked up at him.

Listen to: "..."

Row.

Pretty much.

This point was carved out of Lu Zheng's mold.

Wen Bai: "What does it mean that you don't have much time for activities?"

Di Ting found a down-to-earth saying: "You can understand it as a one-off."

"It's not very useful, but it's okay to find a way and make a strike."

Wen Bai thought of those palm-sized paper dolls, and letting them beat them would always feel like employing child labor, so he couldn't bear it.

Forget it.

Just put it away, and it's okay to make a bottom of the box.

Wen Bai finally put away the knife.

When leaving, I heard Di Ting add, "This paper man will act according to the owner's will".

There is still half a sentence behind, which is submerged in Wen Bai's mobile phone message notification tone, Wen Bai didn't hear it, but only vaguely heard something like "the first time".

When he turned his head again, Xie Jiuzhang happened to come over from the corridor, holding a stack of documents in his hand, obviously looking for something to listen to.

Wen Bai said hello, thinking it shouldn't be an important matter, so he didn't turn back to ask.

The mobile phone is in the process of checking their news.

After losing their souls, they should not remember what happened, but after all, they were locked up for a few days. Wen Bai was afraid that their souls would not be stable, so he planned to go to the hospital to have a look.

He looked down and saw the knife in his hand, went back to the room, and put it under the pillow.

--

As soon as Wen Bai walked to the door of the ward, he heard a burst of laughter through the door.

There are also a few words "Xiaobai" mixed in.

Qian Menglin just said the last sentence in her mouth: "No way, monitor, you have nothing to do."

"What's wrong?" Wen Bai pushed open the door and walked in.

When everyone saw Wen Bai, they paused in unison, and then laughed again.

Concerned about the location, the few people didn't dare to laugh too loudly, but they were still stumbling around.

Cheng Cheng, who was lying on the outermost side, scratched his head with his hand still on the drip: "Xiaobai, you are here."

Wen Bai asked: "How is it?"

Cheng Cheng: "Damn, that's it."

Wen Bai continued to ask tentatively, "Did you remember anything?"

"It's good if you can remember. Before you came, you have been asked several times." Fang Leming counted on his fingers, "Doctors, uncles and aunts, counselors, and vice presidents. Pull out something useful."

Zheng Hui lay dead on the bed: "It's not that I didn't break anything useful, it's that there was nothing useful in the first place."

"After returning from the dinner that day, I didn't go anywhere or eat anything. I don't know when I was lying there."

It seems that I really forgot to clean it up.

That's okay, Wen Bai said in his heart, it's not a good thing to be left or right.

Wen Bai sat down on a chair beside him, Qian Menglin looked behind him: "Xiao Bai, did you come alone?"

"Awei is on the way, he will be there later." Wen Bai raised his phone.

Qian Menglin waved her hand: "I'm not talking about Ah Wei."

She walked over a few steps: "I mean your boss, last night, Le Ming said that you came here with Boss Lu?"

Qian Menglin's words made everyone focus on Wen Bai again.

Especially Cheng Cheng, when he heard the word "Boss Lu", he was in a daze for a moment. He always felt that there was something flashing through his mind. He couldn't grasp it, but it actually existed.

Fang Leming nodded: "Yesterday, not long after Xiaobai and his boss came over, the monitor and the others woke up. This is no one's luck."

The atmosphere in the room was a bit subtle.

In fact, things have developed to the present, whether it is the parents, the school, or their own side, there are some "unspeakable".

It may be reasonable to pour four down in one breath, but it is unreasonable to wake up all at once.

In the morning, Cheng Cheng's mother put an amulet under his pillow, and she probably guessed something, but it's just a strange thing, so you can't talk about it casually.

In the end, it can only be attributed to "luck" and "coincidence".

Wen Bai was not surprised by this, and had thought of it earlier in the morning.

The situation was urgent last night, and Cheng Cheng and the others had just woken up again. When there were too many things, they didn't think much about it, but when their minds sank, the strangeness inside came out.

Before coming, Wen Bai had already thought up a set of excuses - to push it to Zhengtianguan.

As soon as Zhou Wei came over, he heard something about Zhengtianguan's release of the lottery.

He just stood aside, watching Xiaobai frighten everyone for a while, and finally he was really fooled.

Zhou Wei: "..."

Sure enough, Zhengtian Temple is a brick, and it can be moved wherever it is needed.

"By the way, why did you keep calling me last night?" Zhou Wei bumped Fang Leming's shoulder.

Fang Le understood him with a glance: "It's been 800 years, you just asked?"

"What time is it, you call me?" Zhou Wei wrinkled his face.

When Fang Leming called last night, what was he doing?

It seems to be watching Boss Lu take off Xiaobai's hijab.

Wen Bai has never heard anyone mention this: "What happened last night?"

Several people turned their heads to look at Cheng Cheng.

Cheng Cheng lowered his head, blushed, and cursed in a low voice.

Fang Leming coughed: "Before the squad leader woke up last night, there were actually signs."

Wen Bai and Zhou Wei looked at each other.

Zhou Wei: "Ah? What's the sign? When?"

Zhou Wei's heart skipped a beat, because they couldn't remember things last night, he said a lot.

What should be said and what should not be said, has been said all over again.

Fang Leming directly took out his mobile phone: "You can see for yourself, monitor Li and the others woke up, about a few hours ago."

As he said that, Fang Leming directly turned the phone horizontally.

As soon as it was handed over, a high-pitched "Xiaobai! You can't marry him!" echoed faintly in the ward.

Zhou Wei: "..."

Wen Bai: "..."

Zhou Wei's hand trembled and he almost missed the phone.

"Originally, I watched the squad leader move all the time, and I was afraid that something might be wrong, so when I called for the doctor, I took a video and saved it, and it happened to be captured." Fang Leming explained after the video was finished.

At that time, he and Wen Qian were not mentioned, even the doctor was frightened by the "Don't marry him".

After checking and confirming that nothing happened, he asked Fang Leming worriedly.

"Who is this Xiaobai? Is it his girlfriend? Married?"

How complicated Fang Leming's expression was then.

There should be no second "little white" in the monitor's mouth.

At the scene of Cheng Cheng's large-scale social death, he stopped talking and wrapped himself in a quilt.

He wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but he had no memory of this matter, so he could only speak weakly: "Xiaobai, just think I'm bewitched."

The sound was masked and weakened by a layer, and it sounded almost breathless.

"How many hours ago did you wake up? When did the sedan chair arrive?" Zhou Wei asked in a low voice.

Wen Bai roughly understood what was going on, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Yeah."

"The squad leader asked me to run first, saying that he and Zheng Hui were separated."

Zhou Weizhi guessed what was going on, turned his back on the crowd, and gave Cheng Cheng a thumbs up: "Squad leader is fine, in that case you can run first."

Qian Menglin and the others laughed a few times: "By the way, Xiaobai, when you came, didn't you ask what was wrong? We were joking with the class monitor, saying that he was chasing you, and there was nothing to do."

Wen Bai walked over, patted Cheng Cheng's quilt, and said with a smile, "Okay, they are joking with you."

Cheng Cheng realized that Wen Bai really didn't misunderstand, pulled off the quilt, and continued jokingly: "Xiaobai, do you think I have a joke?"

Wen Bai said bluntly, "Nothing."

Everyone laughed.

The few people chatted for a while, and Wen Bai went out to buy water.

Qian Menglin and the others dared to sigh with emotion: "Squad leader, you have lost a lot of money. After lying down for so many days, you haven't even seen Boss Xiaobai. That looks, that's really..."

Qian Menglin spent a long time saying "that's true", but nothing "is" came out.

Finally said: "Poor words."

"Just one word for Xiaobai: good match!"

Dai Xiaolu asked from the side: "Didn't you say that Xiaobai brought his boss over last night? The monitor and the others haven't seen each other since they woke up?"

Fang Leming: "Well, Xiaobai's boss seems to be busy, so he didn't come in."

Zhou Wei thought, there's nothing wrong, it's just that last night Cheng Cheng's lost souls were sent back, Boss Lu's body was full of evil spirits, and the ordinary souls might have to scare them out again after seeing him.

Qian Menglin said again: "Fortunately, Le Ming took two photos last night, I'll show you."

Not only Cheng Cheng, but also Zheng Hui and the others squeezed over.

With just one glance, the four of them stopped in unison.

"Look stupid?"

First, Zheng Hui hooked his hands and scratched his chin: "Why do I feel familiar?"

Then Cheng Cheng also nodded.

Seeing that they were watching seriously, Dai Xiaolu couldn't help asking: "What did you see?"

A moment of silence.

In the end, Cheng Cheng stretched out his hand, tapped twice on Lu Zheng's photo, and said seriously, "He has a play."

Everyone: "..."

--

When Wen Bai returned to Yin Division, what Fang Leming said was still circling in his mind.

He said, "Xiaobai, how long have you been with Boss Lu?"

At that moment, Wen Bai seemed to be thrown a handful of snow, and his whole body froze.

He mechanically replied: "No."

Having said that, he himself lacked confidence.

Why "insufficient", Wen Bai didn't know.

Then Fang Leming looked at him with a "don't pretend, I can see it" eyes, but said: "Okay."

Wen Bai: "..."

Then Wen Bai returned to the underworld.

Then a person sat in the room without speaking.

He leaned back on the bed, and the pillow moved slightly, revealing the wooden box hidden underneath.

Wen Bai held the wooden box and wanted to put it in the locker, but as soon as he touched the box, the knife rolled out from the unclosed gap.

Trapped in the snow-white soft quilt, there is a cold light in his mouth.

Wen Bai: "..."

A few seconds later, Wen Bai sat on the table beside him with a knife.

He hadn't planned to use it at first, but now he was in a mess and wanted to find something to do for himself.

It would be good to carve a little paper man out to pass the time, thinking so, Wen Bai took a piece of paper casually, and drew an outline on it with a pen.

Di heard that with just a few strokes, you can use it if you have a shape, but Wen Bai draws very carefully.

After all, it is the first paper figurine, and it may be the last one—after all, there is still a jealous chubby lamp.

After finishing the painting, Wen Bai added two flowers to its clothes.

The knife was not sharpened, but it was unexpectedly sharp. With a little force along the outline, a paper figurine fell down lightly.

It shook its body, like a baby learning to walk, staggering step by step, finally managed to stand still, and made a "cheep" sound towards Wen Bai.

Wen Bai looked at it and smiled, and tapped lightly on its forehead.

Just as he was about to pick it up, there was a sudden sound outside the door.

"Click-"

Wen Bai's heart also twitched.

One big and one small all turned their heads away.

Lu Zheng leaned against the door.

The two looked at each other.

Wen Bai: "..."

Lu Zheng: "..."

Wen Bai used the paper figurine to forget about Lu Zheng.

But now, when he was caught off guard, all the things that he wanted to forget suddenly came to him.

And it's far more than just that one.

Hungry Ghost Festival, painting spirits, hijab, sedan chair, small lotus lanterns, one scene after another.

Wen Bai never knew that a person could think of so many things in an instant.

He was completely confused, and didn't notice that the little paper man kept turning his head, looking at him for a while, and Lu Zheng for a while.

In the end, he was determined and drifted towards Lu Zheng.

Wen Bai didn't have time to stop it, the paper man had already stuck a sticker on Lu Zheng's little finger, then grabbed Lu Zheng's sleeve, all the way up, and stopped on his shoulder.

As if it wasn't enough, he slowly leaned towards Lu Zheng's face...

Wen Bai: "..."

Fearing that Lu Zheng would burn it with a little fire from his fingertips, Wen Baiyan quickly grabbed it.

But the moment I grasped it, I suddenly remembered what Di Ting said in the morning.

I heard that this paper man will act according to the owner's will.

According to the master's will.

Master's mind.

Wen Bai: "..."

Wen Bai stopped completely.

So, is this what he thinks about Lu Zheng? ! ! !