lost soul

Su Mu's face was as white as paper. Although he tried his best to control it, his body still trembled slightly. He took two steps forward with his feet, half-raised his hands in the air, and then dropped them again for a while.

Su Mu was nailed to the spot, tried his best to squeeze out a smile, and asked feebly: "Then how is he doing now? Is he...well?"

Pei Gou didn't pick the flowers, and looked at Su Mu inexplicably, but didn't answer the question, but deliberately asked Su Mu why he looked so worried.

"Ha." Su Mu said with a wry smile, "To tell you the truth, Shen Chen is a friend of mine."

Pei Ju groaned, and stopped talking, letting Pei Ci explain the situation.

Pei Ci told Su Mu not to worry too much, "According to the prescription, I will try using Huang Lamei as medicine later, and the problem is not big."

As he spoke, he picked up a handful of winter plums in the flower basket, and seeing that Pei Gou was holding a large handful to put away, he stretched out his hand to pick them up, but when he touched the winter plums, he was slightly taken aback, and hurriedly took them away as if being licked by a tongue of fire.

Pei Ju's eyes darkened when he saw it, and he threw Huang Lamei into the flower basket, and went to take Pei Ci's hand and bid farewell to Su Mu.

"Saving people is the most important thing. My senior brother and I are going to test the medicine first, and we will come to Brother Su Mu later."

At this moment, Su Mu was restless, and when he heard that they were going to rescue Shen Chen, he was relieved and hung a stone again.He sent Pei Ci and Pei Ju to the door, saw them go far, and hurried into the inner courtyard again.

Pei Ju and Pei Ci walked for a while, until they could not see Su Mu's house, Pei Ju used his left hand to tear off the talisman attached to his head. The air around his face twisted for a while, and then the disguise on his face disappeared, and Duan Bao appeared. Pu's face.

Duan Baopu took a deep breath and said with emotion: "It's the first time I used this type of camouflage talisman, but luckily I didn't wear it."

"It's very powerful." Pei Ci commented, he was still held by Duan Baopu, he was hooked by the finger he was holding, and scratched twice on Duan Baopu's palm indiscriminately.

Only then did Duan Baopu come to his senses, he quickly let go of his hand and laughed, "I'm sorry, Pei... Brother Pei Ci."

"It's okay." Pei Ci put the flower basket he was carrying on Duan Baopu's head, and strolled around the courtyard with empty hands.

Duan Baopu chuckled twice, and didn't bother to help, the flower basket was placed on his head in an even and stable way.

"It seems that Su Mu really likes that guy Shen Chen." Duan Baopu couldn't help being speechless when he thought of the situation just now.If it weren't for the feeling of being unable to extricate oneself, who would have that kind of near-death reaction?

Pei Ci stretched out his hand to block the sun, guessing: "I think he will come to eavesdrop later."

"That would be even better." Duan Baopu pursed his lips and turned his head to look at Pei Ci.

Pei Ci noticed his gaze, raised the corners of his mouth and continued to walk leisurely.

When the two returned to the police station, Saito moved a small bench and sat at the door, smoking a cigarette.The real Pei Ju probably didn't grab a stool, so he sat on the steps and gnawed on a popsicle.

Seeing a flower basket on Duan Baopu's head, Saito whistled and said, "Hey, where is this foreigner from?"

Duan Baopu gave him a blank look, took off the flower basket and threw it into Qi Teng's arms, mocking him, "It's a little common sense, many peoples have things on their heads."

If it weren't for Saito holding Hua's hands and being unable to make movements, he would have said "big brother, big brother".

When Pei Ju saw Pei Ci came back, he couldn't bite the popsicle with his mouth just now. He glanced at Pei Ci and saw that the corners of his mouth were curled up, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Pei Gou became bold, and tried to stick out his tongue to lick the popsicle, and twirled it twice.

Seeing his action, Saito stretched out his foot and kicked him, "Eat as soon as you eat, it's so wretched."

"I..." Pei Ju couldn't tell because he was suffering, and it was not good to eat with his mouth open, or not to eat.

Pei Ci knew what Pei Ju was struggling with. The weather is a bit hot today. Although Pei Ju's body can't stay cold for a long time, eating one or two popsicles is actually no problem.

"You can eat." Pei Ci left a sentence and entered the police station.

Pei Ju was overjoyed, Qi Teng couldn't see this hopeless appearance, and went in with a heavy sigh.

But Duan Baopu sat on the bench and joked: "Your senior brother let you eat popsicles, are you moved?"

With a popsicle in his mouth, Pei Ju nodded heavily, and said in a confused manner, "I'm touched! I'm touched! The last time I ate a popsicle was when I was 15 years old."

"Poor." Duan Baopu looked at Pei Ju again with deep sympathy.

Pei Gou straightened his legs, and his feet moved irregularly on the ground, closing and separating, touching their toes from time to time.

If Pei Ci saw it, he would know that it was Pei Ju's hesitation.

"Actually, my senior brother likes you very much." Pei Ju suddenly said something.

There was too much information in the words, Duan Baopu digested it for a while before replying with one word: "Huh?"

After eating the popsicle, Pei Ju held the stick in his mouth and moved it up and down as he spoke, "It means literally."

"Do you like it?" Duan Baopu became interested, looked sideways at Pei Ju and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which one do you like?"

Pei Ju glared at him: "Which do you like?"

Duan Baopu chuckled, stretched out his two hands, and interlocked his fingers.

"How about this liking?"

"Don't think about it, senior brother is too cold at the top, at most he has a little affection for you." Pei Gou waved his hand, handsomely took down the wooden stick in his mouth, held it in his hand and looked at it with some nostalgia, suddenly A little sad.See you next time, don't know when.

Duan Baopu thought about Pei Ju's words several times, stood up and stretched in a comfortable mood, and then kicked Pei Ju too.

"Go in, there's still something to discuss."

Everyone kicked him, is he a football?

When the two entered the room, Pei Ci had just finished telling Qi Teng what he had seen and heard just now.

Saito squinted before he could sigh, when he heard crying in his ears.

Shen Shen was sitting on the chair honestly, crying incessantly, with a lot of snot and tears.

Saito was shocked: "Fuck? Why are you crying, a big man?"

Shen Shen sobbed and replied: "Amu, why would he do this...he is still so worried about me...and I..."

"You should faint for a while." Duan Baopu walked up behind him, and slashed at the back of Shen Shen's neck.

The deep voice stopped abruptly, and he collapsed on the chair and passed out.

Saito gave Duan Baopu a thumbs up, and then asked him if he had any new discoveries, did he see the corpse?

Duan Baopu didn't answer, walked over and took out a yellow wintersweet flower from the flower basket, and threw it into the air.

Duan Baopu folded his hands and began to change the formula. He smiled confidently with his lips curled up: "Look at it."

"Unpredictable, please enter the urn."

As soon as the words fell, Huang Lamei froze in the air.

Duan Baopu took out the phase mirror from the pouch in his sleeve, and he waved to Huang Lamei. The flower seemed to have become conscious, and it floated faintly by itself, and stopped in front of the bronze mirror.

"You." Duan Baopu shook his head helplessly, stretched out a finger and pushed Huang Lamei.

The surface of the mirror rippled a few times like water ripples, absorbing the flowers.Then a pale yellow light flashed, and the mirror was wrapped in heavy fog.

Duan Baopu waved to Peici and the others to let them watch.

"Appearance."

As soon as the voice fell, the fog in the mirror cleared, and the picture began to appear.

The author has something to say: the photoscope in the article is made up, and so are the formulas.