Cub's father is not human

Fan Lang knocked on the door and asked the people inside to come out and take out the autopsy report, Qi Cangran hurried out.

"Hey, I'm asking you something, but don't think about it, I'm definitely not worried about him." Qi Cangran blinked, the white robe rolled in the air, and the voice arrived first.

Fan Lang groaned, and looked down at the things on the office desk. He had rested for nearly a month, and many cases were taken over by Chen Du and Miao Miao, so he needed to take another look.

Qi Cangran rubbed his fingers, hesitated, Fan Lang looked up at him, "I'm busy, what do you want to ask?"

"Don't go yet, let me ask you, how is your Yinli doing recently?" Qi Cangran smiled innocently, he was just asking, nothing else.

Fan Lang held the document between his arms and said, "If you know it's from my family, don't worry about it." He turned his head to leave, and Qi Cangran grabbed him and smiled, "Oh, I just asked, it's pretty good, and what about that child Yin Wei? Where did he go, he found what I helped him find, and I want to give it to him"

"He..." Fan Lang looked at him with a half-smile, knocked on his palm with a folder, and laughed so hard that Cang Ran's heart ached, Fan Lang said, "I'm going to the hospital after work to find Yin Li, you go with me to see I know." After he finished speaking, he walked out with big strides, and Qi Cangran refused to answer whatever he called behind his back.

"Hmph, just go, whoever is afraid of whom?" The handsome Russian guy with one-eighth blood mixed disdainfully twisted his legs and went to study the corpse.

In the ward of the hospital, talisman paper was pasted everywhere, with spells drawn on it twistedly, Yin Wei tried to ask Yin Li to help summon the old snake's consciousness mist, but no response after many attempts.

Yin Li wanted to help his tutor prepare a dissertation, so he had to move the work to the ward. Fortunately, every time a nurse came to round the ward, Yin Li used his spiritual source to do a blindfold to cover the yellow talisman paper flying around in the ward. .

Yin Wei's wound healed very slowly, it was very painful, and it was inconvenient to do anything. After four or five days in the hospital, he lost a lot of weight in his whole life, and his original bun face turned into an oval face.

"Brother, Sheng Xia still can't get in touch?"

Yin Li put down the book in his hand, frowned and shook his head, a little worried, "He didn't tell me where he went, and he obviously kept in touch a few days ago."

With a pale face, Yin Wei lay on her back on the bed and stared at her eyes, it was useless to be anxious.

"Hey, Xiaowei, is this your mailbox?" A reminder popped up from Yin Li's notebook that there was something new in the mailbox.

"Well, let's take a look. It's probably another advertisement. Brother, how long will it take for me to leave the hospital? It hurts so much. I'm worried that the old snake will really be taken away for refining medicine." Yin Li blinked slowly, staring at the white The number of ceiling lines dare not make big moves.

Yin Li's eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at the video sent in the email, he helped Yin Wei up and showed him to her.

A very short video, only 5 minutes long, showing a lot of noisy voices, and then a tombstone appeared, moss mottled, the old snake twisted and entangled in the middle of the video screen, the snake skin on the smooth body was flowing side by side Pus and blood, the camera stretched backwards, a huge black cauldron was half hidden in the mist, half exposed and emitting black smoke.The old snake raised his head and opened his bloody mouth towards the video——

"He's going to throw the old snake in!" Yin Wei cursed angrily, his body trembled in anger, touched the wound, and lay down pale.

Yin Li hurriedly checked his wound, "Don't move. Xiao Wei, did you offend someone?"

"No, old snakes don't eat people either." Yin Wei lay on the bed with a grin, furious, he was going to throw the old snake into the soup, right?

Yin Li also can't figure it out, there are not many creatures who can cultivate into a ghost, so as long as they don't harm the common people, Taoist mages won't take action, and the evil spirits keep them busy, and they don't make money by catching the ghost .

It was just dark, and Fan Lang came to the hospital right after work. Qi Cangran followed behind him, and when he saw Yin Wei, he immediately bluffed and asked who did it. Yin Wei didn't want to talk to him, and was disturbed by the video. Not knowing who could help them, he squinted at Qi Cangran, his face was pale, and he had no deterrent power at all.

Yin Li stayed in the hospital for five days, and he always took care of Yin Wei. He yawned when he heard them talking, and Qi Cangran quickly raised his hand and said that he would stay and take care of Yin Wei.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?" Yin Wei hummed softly, not trusting him, and her wound hurts badly, and it will take a long time to recover.

Qi Cangran patted his chest and said that he must take care of Yin Wei to be fat and fat, and then Yin Li was relieved to leave Yin Wei who was screaming and whimpering obediently with Fan Lang.

It was too warm in the car, Yin Li fell asleep leaning against the seat, Fan Lang drove all the way home, just after undressing the child and putting him on the bed, Yin Li woke up in a daze, grabbed him and refused to let him go.

He hugged Fan Lang's neck, put his legs around his waist, turned over, pushed Fan Lang down on the bed, and hummed softly at his neck, Fan Lang's big hand stroked Yin Li's waist and abdomen vigorously, "It's okay, don't worry."

Yin Li nodded in the dark, took off Fan Lang's clothes without saying a word, kissed his neck, and moaned, "I want you."

I want you, I know the taste, you know.

Fan Lang's hand got into the child's shirt, stuck to his waist, and whispered, "Aren't you tired?"

"I don't get tired seeing you"

Fan Lang pressed Yin Li's head, pressed it on the pillow, kissed him, and untied his belt.

In March of Yangchun, the rain is pattering, like a mist, putting a faint layer of coolness on the skin.

Fan Lin was about to take the college entrance examination in three months, but she was called into the office by the teacher to talk several times, saying that she was restless in class and that her papers were a mess.

She tried her best to keep her eyes wide open and looked at the blackboard, but she couldn't help falling asleep after a while.

"Linlin, why are you so sleepy?" asked the deskmate.

Fan Lin shook her head and said, "I don't know either, alas, I failed a test this time."

The deskmate comforted her, "Your foundation is good, be serious"

Fan Lin looked out of the window, the pine trees that opened from the first floor outside could climb up to the fifth floor, revealing a crisp tree tip.There was evening self-study in their school, and Fan Lin was the last one to go home every time, taking the last bus with a thick stack of papers on her back.

It was almost 22 o'clock, and she was sitting in the car with her head down and playing with her mobile phone, staring at the words on it one by one. It was an e-book about homosexuality. She didn't read it often, but recently she was often attracted by this kind of novel.

She propped her chin thinking about what the teacher said today, yawned and waited for the bus stop announcement.

A black mist slowly followed the car running in the night, and a strong smell spread out, as if it had invaded the brain from the consciousness. A sound seemed to be able to blend with this smell, sticking to the back and following the spinal cord , ringing again and again.

The place where the moss is completely wet is not far away. There is a kind of attraction pulling Yin Li. He is very tired, but he is forced to walk. There is no sky above his head, but a place of nothingness. Yin Li can't see himself even if he opens his eyes. hand, his eyes are only far away.

Something climbed up his ankle, Yin Li bowed his head, a bloody hand grabbed his ankle, wet fingers held Yin Li's ankle, that hand came out of the ground, and one arm tripped Living in Yinli's way, Yinli felt that the fabric left on this wrist was very familiar.

He squatted down in a daze and opened the wrist with his hands, feeling strangely cold.

It was a dream, he knew it, but he couldn't wake up.

Yin Li stood up and walked forward, when he suddenly remembered crying on the side of the road, this crying sound was very familiar, he had heard it somewhere before, it made him feel depressed and astringent.

There were things around, but he couldn't see clearly. He was very tired, and there were small crying sounds in his ears. Yin Li touched his face, and there was water on his face, which was cold and sticky.

He lifted his foot, tripped, and fell to the ground. He curled up and touched the ground indiscriminately. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and he realized that he was not breathing!

By the way, it was originally a dream, how could there be breathing.

The palms that were groping on the ground were lifted up to his eyes. The red bloody soil was still wet. He dug it up with his fingers uncontrollably, not knowing what he was looking for.

He dug the dirt crazily with his own hands that didn't belong to him, and a white arm came out from the dirt. Yin Li was very scared, but couldn't control himself. He felt that his expression must be distorted now.

With only one arm, Yin Li frantically searched in the soil until a piece of clothing buried in the ground was pulled up. Yin Li breathed heavily, and there was a suppressed cry in his ears, very thin and sad. .

He brushed the dirt off the clothes, and it turned out to be a school uniform. He felt strangely that this was not his dream at all. He had never seen this dress, but he knew it was a school uniform.

He stood up with the clothes, and a test paper fell out of the clothes. Yin Li's fingers were all bloody. He opened the test paper, and there were only two words written on it - Fan Lin.

call--! ! !

Yin Li woke up from the dream. He sat up and found himself lying on the strange bloody soil. He bent down in a daze, and found the school uniform he had seen in the dream again in the soil.

School uniform, whose is this?

Yin Li took the school uniform and walked forward, stepping on the dirt with every step, creaking and creaking, he walked for a long time, but there was no end, finally, he saw something strange, Yin Li hurried over to find out what this place was, Is he dreaming or not.

Yin Li was in a trance, and the picture suddenly turned into a room, empty, like a warehouse, with something piled up in the corner, Yin Li finally heard the sound of his own heartbeat, right next to his ear, the sound was urgent, he walked further and further away The closer he got, until he saw a pair of feet, a pair of legs, the familiar school uniform appeared, and then a familiar yet unfamiliar face, Yin Li felt that he must be in tears, trembling, he shifted his gaze to Fan Lin's arm— — is empty!Nothing at all!She was lying with no arms!

No! ! !

Yin Li opened his eyes suddenly, and pushed the person in front of him fiercely with both hands, Fan Lang hugged Yin Li, held the child in his arms, and asked worriedly, "Ah Li, did you have a nightmare, okay? , Wake up, it's all right."

Tears streamed down Yin Li's face in the darkness, his heart beat like a drum beating against his chest, fast and violent.He grabbed Fan Lang's cuff, panting heavily, the tangled churning in his stomach surged up his throat, making him want to retch.