Gods and Ghosts Have Arranged Home Alone

Chapter 26 visit

"I'm so tired, I'm done!" Fatty Liao put down the box and rubbed his sore arm.

Lily leaned softly in Fatty Liao's arms, drew circles on his chest with her fingertips, and said with a smile: "Fatty, let's rest after moving, there are still a few boxes, just move a few more and it will be gone!"

Fatty Liao looked at the pile of boxes speechlessly, saying that he was doing rehabilitation treatment, but in fact he was regarded as a porter, right?How could the boss of a dignified company bear this kind of treatment? He was determined to fight to the end this time, and clapped his hands: "Miss, you can find another opinion, I can't do this job!"

Lily: "You want to go?"

Fatty Liao: "Hmm!"

Lily took out her phone and hit the play button.

Fatty Liao covered his chest with red eyes. He felt his whole body was full of power, but there was nowhere to vent this power. Lily raised her hand and pointed at it. Fatty Liao pounced on him as if he had been spattered with chicken blood, and picked up N big box...

"Lily's training is very effective." Zheng Chuanchuan said, "Look, Mr. Liao's belly has been reduced, so if you want to exercise, you can find Lili."

Ye Cheng covered his chest with red eyes. Although the Sanskrit sound only played for a while, it was undoubtedly a huge stimulus for him passing by. As for Zheng Chuanchuan, he was not much better. Dance vigorously.

In the end, Ye Chengcheng couldn't take it anymore, so he went to run wildly on the treadmill. This is the venting method invented by Zheng Chuanchuan. Beautiful muscles.

Now it's Ye Cheng's turn.

"It is estimated that there is a frequency in Sanskrit that can stimulate toxins and stimulate the potential of the human body. Although I don't know the reason, it can be overcome with some exercise." Zheng Chuanchuan sat on the sofa drinking beer with his legs crossed, and looked back, " Do you want dumbbells?"

"want!"

"Little devil, you give it to him."

Ye Xiaogui carried the dumbbells to Ye Cheng who was on the treadmill, and worried, "Turn off the music?"

"No need." Zheng Chuanchuan said, "Leave it on for another half an hour!"

When the girl at the front desk came in, she saw a man yelling while running with dumbbells on a treadmill, while Zheng Chuanchuan was doing push-ups on the ground in his underpants (...), she yelled a few times, and her voice was drowned out During the music, Ye Xiaogui turned off the music, and the voice of the girl at the front desk finally became clear.

"Captain Yu brought the things over."

Zheng Chuanchuan got up from the ground, took the documents, and seeing that the girl at the front desk hadn't left, he asked curiously, "Is there anything else?"

"That... NO.19's family members plan to take her home."

Patient NO.19 refers to Hannah. At this time, her husband is waiting at the front desk. To be discharged from the hospital, the consent of the attending doctor must be obtained. Zheng Chuanchuan shook his head and refused.

"She is recovering well, but she needs to be observed for a period of time. If she wants to visit a doctor, she will come here. It is impossible to take her home." Zheng Chuanchuan said.

Hannah's hair started to grow, although it was a few sparse hairs, Zheng Chuanchuan was confident to cure her, but for Ye Cheng, he couldn't help it.

"There is basically no rule of law in your situation." Zheng Chuanchuan lay on the railing of the treadmill, and said coldly, "The medicines currently prepared are not effective for you."

Ye Cheng was tired and paralyzed on the treadmill, lying on the ground for a long time before he said weakly: "...I know."

Ye Xiaogui carried Ye Cheng, who was exhausted into a puddle of mud, into the sofa, and Zheng Chuanchuan showed him a piece of paper, on which was a copy of the tofu block from the newspaper.

Although the photo is black and white, Ye Cheng could tell at a glance that the fisherman was holding the colorful nautilus!

Obtaining information about Nautilus through fishermen is the only way Yu Qing and the others can think of. It is very difficult to get in touch with Nautilus in Tengsheng Technology, but the fisherman is different. He is a person who has personally contacted Nautilus. There are more news than what I inquired about myself.

Zheng Chuanchuan watched Ye Cheng copy the address above, and asked him, "Are you going to the fishing village?"

"Go and see."

"He may not be here."

"why?"

Zheng Chuanchuan pointed to the photo: "Don't you understand?"

Ye Cheng didn't understand, and looked at him with question marks all over his head.

Zheng Chuanchuan asked back: "He hugged the Nautilus, so is he still human now?"

Ye Cheng buried his head in thinking, and after thinking clearly, his face turned pale...

That afternoon, Ye Cheng couldn't wait to go to the fishing village to find someone. Dr. Peter volunteered to be the driver, but no one would let him drive. Finally, the calm and steady Zheng Chuanchuan negotiated to drive.

When the car hit the wall for the nth time, Ye Chengcheng couldn't help it: "Shall I come?"

"It's okay." As soon as Zheng Chuanchuan stepped on the accelerator, the car rattled against the wall and drove onto the main road. He turned the steering wheel and said in a relaxed tone, "I haven't driven for a long time, and my hands are a little raw."

"When was the last time you drove?"

"Well, before I died?"

"How many years ago was that?"

"forget."

Crowd: "..."

After bumping and bumping for a day, the car finally drove off the highway. They drove along the seaside road. The road ahead was still an asphalt road, and there was only a muddy road with potholes in the back. The car swayed and hit a tree trunk and fell into the pothole , The bumpy journey finally arrived at the small fishing village in the evening.

The car was shattered, but it was a miracle it held together and didn't fall apart.

After getting out of the car, Ye Xiaogui helped Ye Cheng to vomit, and Dr. Peter's expression was not good. He smoked a few cigarettes tremblingly before recovering.

Not long after they got out of the car, someone called them to stay. There was an open space in front of the small hotel where they could park. Zheng Chuanchuan told them to get in the car, but they refused to get in again.

The owner walked slowly with the guests, and introduced the special products and scenic spots of the fishing village. They walked along the way and attracted the attention of many people. It is rare for tourists to come to the village. The eyes of the villagers are like looking at giant pandas.

Dinner was a simple stir-fry, Ye Cheng hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of rice, pretending to casually ask her about Pan Haisheng.

But the proprietress shook her head: "Pan Haisheng? Is there no such person in our village?"

"Yes, he lived in the village a few years ago." The shopkeeper came out with vegetables, "You were not married at that time."

The owner pulled out a chair and sat beside them chatting with them.

Speaking of Pan Haisheng, the owner is still very impressed. That year, because of the big conch incident, his hotel became very popular, and Pan Haisheng was even featured in the newspaper. Although he is a small piece of tofu, as a villager, the owner feels special. Have a face.

But within a few days, Pan Haisheng fell ill, and his son took him out of the village.

As for where they moved to, the owner does not know.

Pan Haisheng's earthen house is still there. It has been vacant for several years, and it has long been deserted.

Ye Cheng and Ye Xiaogui came out of the house in disgrace, just in time to meet a group of children who came to watch.

Dr. Peter, blond and blue-eyed, was especially popular. He squatted on the ground to amuse the children, but Zheng Chuanchuan leaned against the tree trunk expressionlessly, letting the children touch him.

Several parents came to look for their children, a man broke off his son from Zheng Chuanchuan's lap, held him in his arms but did not hurry away, he watched Ye Cheng and Ye Xiaogui wandering around the house, and asked curiously: "Are you looking for Pan Haisheng? "

"Yes." Ye Cheng responded casually.

"It's been a long time since he moved away!" The parent thought they were going to do an interview, and kindly said, "The conch has already been sold, so it's useless for you to find him."

"Sold... sold?"

"Yeah, what's the name of a house... a technology company bought it, hey, I can't remember, you can ask the village chief."

Ye Cheng and the others went to the village chief's house again, and the village chief received them warmly. When he asked about Nautilus, the village chief nodded and said, "That's right, it was acquired by a company."

He was particularly impressed by the large conch sold for tens of thousands of dollars a few years ago.

Part of the tens of thousands of dollars was allocated to the village for construction. At that time, the wife of the village chief was about to have a baby, and part of the money for the caesarean section was paid by Pan Haisheng. The village chief was very grateful and asked for Pan Haisheng's address and account. Send him money one after another.

When Ye Cheng asked Pan Haisheng's address, the village chief didn't answer, but asked instead: "Where are you from?"

"S City."

"Oh... Tengsheng Technology?"

When Ye Cheng heard this name, he almost jumped up, but fortunately Ye Xiaogui grabbed him in time.

The village head didn't explain, just looked at them with a smile.

Several men looked at each other, and finally decided to answer truthfully.

"No." The three doctors took out their business cards and handed them to him.

The village head put away the business cards and told them to come back tomorrow.

Ye Cheng was the last one to go out. Before he left, he turned his head and said to the village chief, "I've seen that nautilus, and I was stabbed by it."

Early the next morning, the village chief came to the hotel and mysteriously slipped them a note.

"Pan Xiaohe is willing to see you." The village head whispered, "Please keep it secret."

"Who is Pan Xiaohe?"

"Pan Haisheng's son."

Pan's father and son moved out of the village, and settled in a small village after several turnovers.

When Ye Cheng and the others looked for it, they found that the so-called small village was just a deserted village with dilapidated houses and overgrown weeds.

Ye Cheng picked a fairly complete room, and when he opened the door, he was choked by the smoke and coughed repeatedly.

Being tricked!

This idea popped up in their hearts at the same time.

Ye Cheng was so sad, he sat down on the ground, the mosquitoes buzzed around him, but none dared to bite him, the mosquitoes flew to Ye Xiaogui, circled around Zheng Chuanchuan, and finally floated to Doctor Peter, after a while, the group of mosquitoes flew away in disappointment.

Ye Cheng scratched his hands, smiled wryly and said, "Actually...it's pretty good, repelling mosquitoes."

The circle of the scales has expanded, he estimated that at this rate, he will become a monster in less than a month.

There was a rustling sound behind him, and except for the dull Ye Cheng, the other three stood up.

A tall and thin man came out through the weeds, his eyes turned around and landed on the back of Ye Cheng's hand.

Guiltyly, Ye Cheng pulled off his sleeve to cover the scales.

The man's tense face suddenly relaxed, and he hooked his hands at them: "Come with me."

"You are……"

"Pan Xiaohe." The man had a mocking smile on his face, "Pan Haisheng's son."

Liang Lian walked into the room carrying the bucket, and called out to the boss respectfully, but Chen Guoguo said without looking back, "Wait a little longer."

Chen Guoguo opened the glass box and Liang Lian's heart skipped a beat when he picked up the nautilus with his bare hands.

"Boss, be careful not to prick your hands!"

"fine."

Liang Lian watched as Chen Guoguo easily put the nautilus into the box, and then he picked up the box and said, "This room should be cleaned up, mop the floor, and the broken glass dish, call someone to replace it." One change."

"Good boss." Liang Lian doggedly said, "Boss, this thing is so heavy, do you want to help?"

"No, you are busy with your work."

Chen Guoguo walked out the door and met the boss's secretary head-on.

The secretary pushed his glasses: "Chen Guoguo, Mr. Yu is looking for you for a meeting, please come with me."

"In a hurry?"

"Boss Yu is waiting for you."

Chen Guoguo had no choice but to call two researchers and tell them to move the box to the office. Chen Guoguo followed the secretary, but the two researchers were lazy and said to Liang Lian, "You can move it."

Zhao Dasan is strong and strong, and he works hard without complaint. After a long time, everyone thinks he is easy to bully, so when they meet Zhao Dasan, they will always order him to do this or that.

The two researchers handed Zhao Dasan a cigarette, lit it for him, patted him and said, "Work hard, the leader said he would give you a salary increase, by the way, help me mop the floor later."

Zhao Dasan picked up the box, grinned and said, "Okay, thank you boss! Thank you boss!"

Pan Xiaohe is quite tall, and his long-term seclusion made him look like a homeless man in the city. He walked through the woods like flying, Ye Cheng followed behind panting, Pan Xiaohe saw him struggling, and said amusedly: " Why are you so slow?"

"No way, it's too difficult to go!" Ye Chengcheng couldn't understand, "Why do you want to live in the deep mountains and old forests? It's so inconvenient to go out."

Pan Xiaohe didn't answer, and buried his head on his way. Under his leadership, he finally came to the front of a simple small courtyard surrounded by a fence, and some chickens were raised in the small courtyard.

There was simply a table and two chairs in the room, and because there were no cups, Pan Xiaohe didn't ask them to drink water.

He picked up his rice bowl, took a ladle of water from the water tank, drank a few sips, and sat down on the kang.

Ye Cheng was also very thirsty, and when he opened the pot, he found that there was no water.

Pan Xiaohe handed the bowl to him with a smile: "Fill it yourself."

Ye Cheng: "...Can I drink it directly?"

"Okay, remember to put it in a bowl!"

Ye Cheng took the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of water and drank it with a sigh of relief. The mountain spring water was clear and sweet. Ye Cheng drank several big bowls in a row, and even filled a pot full for Ye Xiaogui to drink.

Pan Xiaohe took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, and said to Ye Cheng, "Let me see your hand."

Ye Cheng handed over his hand, and Pan Xiaohe squeezed his hand and touched it for a while, asking him if he had any.

"On the ankle."

"How long?"

"Well...it should be more than a week."

Pan Xiaohe smiled: "Are you an employee of Tengsheng Technology?"

"No, I just... went there for errands and saw a nautilus, so I touched it."

"Did they know you touched the nautilus?"

"do not know."

"That's good." Pan Xiaohe restrained his smile, and said seriously, "You should find a place to hide as soon as possible, if they find you, you won't be able to escape!"

Ye Cheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "You live here... are you hiding from them?"

Pan Xiaohe nodded, and slowly revealed an unknown matter.

A few years ago, Pan Haisheng caught a large conch and attracted a group of reporters to interview him. In fact, the village head released the news. He thought it was a business opportunity, and he could use the report to promote their village.

After the report came out, many collectors really came here, including people from Tengsheng Technology. They bought the conch at a high price, and Pan Haisheng got a sum of money. As the village chief said, he shared part of it with Come to build the village, and help the village chief pay for the medical expenses.

With the remaining money, Pan Xiaohe plans to open a seafood shop in the town.

But he didn't make it.

Pan Hai fell ill.

When Pan Xiaohe noticed it, his father had already grown a purple scar. He didn't know it was a corpse spot at the time, but he thought it was a skin disease. He bought a lot of medicine for his father to apply, but unfortunately it didn't work. Pan Haisheng's appearance gradually changed. , becoming neither human nor ghost, Pan Xiaohe hid his father at home and kept this secret tightly.

Until one day, Pan Xiaohe finally decided to move out of the small village.

"He killed a chicken, but... just gnawed most of it." Pan Xiaohe took a puff of smoke, and glanced at Ye Cheng, "You are lucky."

Ye Cheng touched the scales on his hand, smiled bitterly and said, "You're lucky..."

"At least not bald."

Ye Cheng: "..."

"A few days after we left, people from Tengsheng Technology came. He took away everyone who had been in contact with conch shells. Those who were taken away by them never returned to the village. As compensation, the family got a sum of money. .”

"How many people?" Zheng Chuanchuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

"Three, one is the orphan Niuwa, he is young, he touched the conch with multiple hands, and the nephew of the village chief and a girl from another village."

"What about the collectors?"

Pan Xiaohe shook his head: "The conch has been kept in a cage since it was caught, and it cannot be touched unless the cage is opened."

Dr. Peter smiled and said, "Your father is quite prescient."

Pan Xiaohe nodded, his father's seemingly superfluous behavior had inadvertently saved a group of people.

Pan Xiaohe opened the drawer and took out a glass jar. When he saw the contents of the glass jar, Ye Cheng's eyes widened.

What's in the jar is a small colorful broken shell!

"That's right, it's on the nautilus." Pan Xiaohe said, "Are you doctors?"

"The village chief told you?"

"Yes, this shell is useless for me to keep, I can give it to you."

Zheng Chuanchuan didn't play tricks with him, and asked directly, "What's the condition?"

Pan Xiaohe hesitated for a moment, then pointed at Ye Cheng: "Can you cure him?"

Zheng Chuanchuan: "Except for him."

Ye Cheng: "..." QAQ

Pan Xiaohe's eyes lit up, and before he could speak, a figure walked outside the door.

The man was standing at the door with a bundle of firewood on his back, as if he was surprised that there were so many people in the house. He stared at them with gray eyes, and finally fixed his eyes on Ye Cheng, making a confused grunt.

Pan Xiaohe stood up and called out, "Dad."

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