Lucky little miracle doctor

Zhang Chi opened his eyes and looked down at the entire city. No missing people were found, and there were no problems in the nearby mountains and rivers.

After dinner, Zhang Chi and Qin Yan went to the address left by Lin Yuehua. It was a hotel covered with green plants. The square houses seemed to have been stacked together with great magic, which was quite interesting.

After knocking on the door, he saw Lin Yuehua's haggard face. Zhang Chi asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't mention it. I had a nightmare last night, but I can't remember what I dreamed about. Anyway, I wasn't in bed when I woke up."

"Hey, so you've been tricked?"

Zhang Chi was a little gloating.

Lin Yuehua stamped her feet angrily, "I came here specially to assist in the investigation. How could I be tricked before work started?"

She seemed to feel shameless and refused to admit it at all.

In this case, Zhang Chi simply didn't feel her pulse, but just like an uncle, he asked his wife to sit down and rest.

Lin Yuehua said angrily: "Old Zhang, don't you think you can help me see if I have sleepwalking syndrome?"

"I'm not a patrol officer, so why should I help you? At least I can give you some benefits, right?"

Zhang Chi just wants to tease her.

"Damn it, if you don't diagnose it, you won't diagnose it. At worst, I'll go to the hospital!"

Lin Yuehua angrily brought tea and poured himself a cup of refreshing coffee.

Qin Yan asked about the current situation, such as how many people had sleepwalking, whether it was contagious, and whether it was regular.

"My colleagues have already gone to investigate and should be able to get detailed data later."

Lin Yuehua said, glaring at Zhang Chi again and dove into the bathroom.

Qin Yan said: "The cultivators can also be affected. It should not be an ordinary disease. Maybe there is a secret behind it. In two days, there will be a celebration ceremony in Flower Burial Valley City. Are the two related?"

Zhang Chi pondered slightly. Although the two were not related on the surface, he always felt that something was fishy.

Let's wait for the results of the investigation.

For the next half day, Lin Yuehua took a bath and looked bitter and resentful. It seemed that he wanted to ask for medical treatment, but he couldn't help but compromise.

Zhang Chi pretended not to see it, while Qin Yan looked up information on the Internet, such as information about the annual ceremony.

As a result, there have been no such incidents in the Flower Burial Valley City's previous ceremonies. For locals, the ceremony is equivalent to a large-scale festival like the Chinese New Year. The company will have a holiday and then celebrate the ceremony together to pray for the so-called "Flower Ancestor".

"Look, it's so beautiful!"

Lin Yuehua suddenly pointed out the window.

The three of them looked together and saw petals flying all over the sky, like broken snow, covering the whole city.

Standing on the balcony, you can see the residents of the city singing and dancing, cheering in the sea of ​​flower petals, with happy faces.

Zhang Chi and Qin Yan looked across the sky to find the source of the petals, but those petals invisibly dampened their spiritual consciousness. Just like a piece of paper, if the petals are scratched by the spiritual consciousness, it will be divided. Petals are flying all over the sky, and they are People's spiritual consciousness is cut into thousands of holes, and it is harvested before it can grow a thousand meters.

The most amazing thing is that the petals disappear when they fall on the ground, just like rain.

Qin Yan reached out and tried to catch a pink petal, but the petal fell into her palm and disappeared.

"Holy shit, what the hell is this!"

Lin Yuehua also tried to grab the petals, but the result was the same. They could not be retained. It was like snowflakes in the palm of the hand, but when the snow melts, there will be water stains. When the petals melt, nothing is left.

Qin Yan said: "I found this kind of flower petal rain on the Internet, which is called the blessing of the flower ancestor spirit. This situation only occurs once in a hundred years. As long as the person is touched by the petals, all disasters will be eliminated and the life will be prolonged."

"Is it?"

Zhang Chi intertwined his spiritual power on his palm, intending to hold a petal, but the petal disappeared when it touched the spiritual power.

After a slight internal inspection of the body, no abnormalities were found.

"A strange sight."

The world is so vast, full of wonders, Zhang Chi actually likes this rain of petals, at least it is very beautiful, after all, we are here for honeymoon, isn't the rain of this kind of flowers more beautiful than fireworks?

Lin Yuehua complained: "Brother, this thing of yours actually looks good? Something doesn't look right! How about I call some experts to check it out?"

"No, how can they investigate if they can't catch the petals?"

Qin Yan rejected this statement, and Lin Yuehua scratched her head, thinking the same thing.

The next time, Zhang Chi went back to the sofa and lay down, while Qin Yan and Lin Yuehua were still observing the petals.

Until Qin Yan used the power of faith to catch a piece of flower, and then found a room to study.

After she left, Lin Yuehua came to her side sneakily, "Old Zhang, who are you still?"

If she doesn't kill him, Qin Yan can materialize the power of faith by raising her hand. Even she, who has been on patrol for several years, doesn't have that much power of faith. It's too evil.

Zhang Chi grinned with white teeth, "You'd better care about yourself, otherwise when you wake up the next day, you will be gone."

"Bah, bah, bah, what a crow's mouth. My sister's life is so good."

Lin Yuehua really didn't believe in evil. After all, she was a monk in the stage of becoming a god. Who could take her away silently?

In this way, Lin Yuehua arranged the room next door.

Zhang Chi was too lazy to talk, so he hummed a little tune and went downstairs to buy ingredients to make a candlelight dinner for his wife tonight.

People on the street did not shy away from the flower petals, chatting and laughing in peace.

After Zhang Chi walked a few steps, he suddenly felt someone was staring at him. He turned around suddenly and saw a huge statue of a woman a few hundred meters away. She held her hands in front of her chest, with a look of mercy on her face, and she seemed to be crying. Her expression was so lifelike. .

"This statue is weird..."

Zhang Chi glanced at the statue a few more times, then got into a large supermarket chain.

The prices of the things sold here are not cheap, but fruits and the like are very cheap. In addition, there are all kinds of flowers and medicinal materials, which are dazzling, there are hundreds of kinds at least.

Zhang Chi bought some ingredients and then went to the flower hall display cabinet to pay for it.

The seller was a blue-haired girl, dressed in an exotic outfit, with a smile as bright as a ray of sunshine. She said her name was Apu, and enthusiastically recommended the Fiery Beauty for her lover.

A kind of fiery blue flower, with a strange fragrance that refreshes the heart and mind, and there is a slight burning sensation in the hand.

"Sir, this kind of flower is usually given to wives. It is said that the happier a woman is, the more she can feel the love in it."

"thank you."

Zhang Chi didn't believe this at all, so he paid the money and went into the clothing store again, buying several sets of clothes with local characteristics for his wife.

It was already noon when we returned to our residence.

Lin Yuehua actually went out, but Qin Yan had returned to her new residence. She was a little surprised to see the fiery blue flowers.

After all, when will a straight man like Zhang Chi ever lose his wife?

Zhang Chi imitated the flower girl's explanation of the flowers, which made Qin Yan dumbfounded.