lost soul

"Take off your clothes and lie down."

Duan Baopu was astonished when he heard that, he opened and closed his mouth, he still unbuttoned the Taoist robe honestly, took off the top and tied it around his waist, he still had a beige short sleeve underneath.

Duan Baopu glanced at Pei Ci, saw that he signaled to continue, so he took off his short sleeves, put them on the back of the chair next to him, walked over and lay his upper body on the table, sticking his buttocks.

"It's a bit like giving an injection to the butt." Pei Gou laughed out loud, and the broken hair on his forehead bounced up and down.

Saito covered his mouth, turned his head and coughed a few times, holding back a painful laugh.

Pei Ci stepped forward, pinched the needle with his left hand, and moved his right hand on Duan Baopu's back, boasting abruptly: "You have a good figure."

"Cough." Duan Baopu rested his head on his arms, his cheeks blushed a little when he heard Pei Ci's cheeky words, "Doctor, is there any other method besides acupuncture?"

"Just call me Pei Ci." Pei Ci found a crux of the acupuncture point, and his left hand twisted the needle like thunder, and he had already penetrated it before he could see it clearly.

In this way, more than a dozen acupuncture points were pricked, from the neck to the tailbone.

Only then did Pei Ci answer Duan Baopu's question, "If you don't get this needle, you can get that needle."

"Oh? Which one is that?" Duan Baopu only felt a slight pain and itching, as if bitten by a mosquito, and he just endured it.

"Guess." Pei Ci rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and before Duan Baopu could speak, he smiled and said the answer: "It's just a butt piercing."

"Pfft ha ha ha!" Pei Ju had just finished laughing and hadn't stopped for a while, when he heard Pei Ci say this again, tears were about to come out.

It's been a long time since he heard his senior brother tell a bad joke. His senior brother has always been mysterious and undisturbed, but today he seems to have changed his temper.

"I really want to see what my little brother looks like when his ass is stabbed, will he cry?" Saito sighed, his eyes began to wander, as if he was imagining something.

Duan Baopu choked up and couldn't speak.

Pei Ci pulled out the needle on his back, and asked Duan Baopu to turn over and lie half-body on his back on the table.

"It's just a joke. It's okay to take traditional Chinese medicine for recuperation, but it's too slow. If you don't cure it quickly, how can you be worthy of the god you called?"

With a smile on his face and a serious expression, Pei Ci groped Duan Baopu's body with his hands just like before. When he touched Duan Baopu's abdomen, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak again, but Duan Baopu rushed ahead of him and said: "Abdominal muscles Very good, right?"

As he spoke, he straightened his back.

Duan Baopu: ... conditioned reflex.

Pei Ci pressed Duan Baopu's fluttering abdomen with his palm, nodded in agreement, turned around and took out five or six gleaming silver needles from the paper, pierced all the way through the chest, and he didn't finish his sentence until he reached the abdomen: "Actually, the abdominal muscles are really good, but it's a little difficult for me to get the needles, so you can't blame me if they are off."

Duan Baopu: Blame me.

Pei Ci gave acupuncture, Duan Baopu chatted with him, and the two had things to do.

On the contrary, Saito and Pei Ju, after laughing at the joke just now, they are boring, and now they are a little bored.

Pei Jufan sat in the armchair with his chin resting on the back of the chair and his lips pouted, watching Pei Ci and Duan Baopu's every move.

"Uncle, do you think they look a little strange?"

Saito walked to the window, opened the window, lit a cigarette and took a puff, "It's a little bit. But what do you know, a kid."

Duan Baopu was lying on his back, and Pei Ci was about to get an injection. He was standing between Duan Baopu's separated legs, slightly bent, and looked a bit unsightly from behind.

Pei Ju hates being called a child the most, and it's not his fault that he has a baby face.

"I'm not a child anymore. Uncle Qi." Pei Ju fought back, imitating Duan Baopu.

"Hey! You little kid doesn't learn well." Saito exhaled a puff of smoke, "Call me Uncle Qi. At this point, the previous account has not been settled yet."

Pei Ju pretended to be stupid: "What? You want us to leave later? Alright, my brother will leave after he is cured."

"It's a beautiful idea." Qi Teng pinched his cigarette, walked over and picked Pei Ju's ears.

"Wow, wow, the police are bullying ordinary people!" Pei Ju yelled.

During the quarrel between the two, Pei Ci had stopped, and he reached out to pull Duan Baopu up and let him get dressed.

Duan Baopu resentfully touched his abdominal muscles, where there was still some residual warmth from Pei Ci's fingertips.

"Okay, try it now, I have dredged your body and your poison." Pei Ci folded his hands and watched the show.

Duan Baopu put on his short sleeves, put on his Taoist robe, and pinched his fingers with one hand.

"It really works!" Duan Baopu raised his head suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Immortal!"

Qi Teng and Pei Ju stopped bickering, and leaned over to ask Duan Baopu what he had done, knowing that he could use spells.

Duan Baopu shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "I'll make the final decision for us."

Saito kicked, "Bah, what kind of stick are you pretending to be!"

Duan Baopu didn't hold back anymore, and said, "If the calculation is correct, someone is going to look for Uncle Qi."

As soon as the voice fell, someone knocked on the door.

Saito went to answer the door with a strange expression. It was one of his colleagues.

"Brother Qi, something happened again. The Shen family came to report the crime. Come and take a look."

Saito responded heavily, waved to Duan Baopu, and left first.

Duan Baopu asked for Pei Ci's WeChat ID and was about to leave, but Pei Ju was unhappy: "Why don't you want mine?"

Duan Baopu withdrew his feet, hurriedly smiled and said: "Come on, let's add a friend."

Pei Gou snorted, called out the QR code and handed it over "reluctantly", looking like a textbook-level tsundere.

After finishing all this, Duan Baopu let them do whatever they want, and went out to find Saito himself.

I didn't see Saito in the lobby, but the colleague was waiting for someone, and when he saw Duan Baopu, he explained: "Brother Qi is going to Shen's house first, let's go together."

Duan Baopu nodded, and the two rushed towards Shen's house.

When Duan Baopu rushed to Shen's house in a hurry, when he got to the door, he gave up.

How could there be so much dead energy gathered?

Before he was poisoned by his ability, he couldn't see it, but now he can see it clearly, there is a black mass of dead air surrounding the Shen family flower shop.

Death Qi, as the name suggests, is the breath that comes from the place where the dead are.

Duan Baopu hurriedly entered the shop, the Shen family was the same as an ordinary flower shop, there was nothing unusual inside, surrounded by clusters of various flowers and plants.

Saito stood in front of the counter with a frown, writing something with a note in his hand.A man sobbed as he told what had happened, and a woman lay sobbing on the counter.

"Little Shen..." The man didn't start talking, he saw a person loitering from the door, and then called out his son loudly.

Duan Baopu hurriedly turned around and saw that he was a very handsome young man, but his face was red, he walked unsteadily, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

He was still muttering, "Huamu...hehe...beautiful...have another drink...a spring night..."

Father Shen's face became darker and darker as he heard it, and scolded: "Idiot! What the hell happened to you?! Do you know..."

His scolding stopped abruptly, only because after Shen Shen hiccupped, he rolled his eyes and fell on his back.