Daoist has facial paralysis

Master Zhou Xiaodao had a bad start and was in a bad mood. After he came out of the police station, he wandered on the street all the way.

There was a recent murder case in Yanchao City. There were no people on the street in the middle of the night. The winter wind was cold and strong, and the leaves kept being blown off the trees. The street scene was a bit solemn.

The dim streetlights could only roughly reflect the human figure, Zhou Yibei walked on the side of the road in a daze, his shadow stretched very long and blurred.

"Wow..." There was the sound of fallen leaves being crushed, Zhou Yibei frowned, was someone following?

Is it the murderer who slipped away during the day?Zhou Yibei's footsteps speeded up a little without a trace... Are you staring at me?He wants to kill someone?

Zhou Yibei's heart was empty, and he quickened his pace.As soon as he was fast, there were obvious footsteps behind him, faster and heavier than his.

After walking for more than ten seconds, Zhou Yibei realized that it was useless to run. Behind him was an experienced murderer. He stopped and heard the people behind him getting closer. Wa Liang, who saw the face clearly, quickly retracted his legs, and staggered into the arms of the visitor.

"Uncle Master?"

"You walked so fast, I almost missed you." Dongxinan lowered his head and pressed his little nephew's head, "Are you scared just now? You are as brave as a little girl."

Zhou Yibei raised his head, looked at the face of the Southwest Taoist priest, and suddenly remembered that his uncle was night-blind, and he might not be able to see the way clearly when he followed him at night, so he could only walk by looking at his back. The other party's hands tightened his clothes, "...Uncle, what are you doing in Yanchao?"

"No one cooks after you left, I'm still hungry," a black cat jumped out from behind the Southwest Taoist priest, and rubbed his little head against the Taoist priest's leather shoes.

The Taoist priest let go of his arm around his nephew, bent down and picked up the black cat, and stuffed it into Zhou Yibei's arms, "Holding it will make it warmer."

"What about the uncle?" Zhou Yibei felt a pain in his heart when he touched the slightly cold finger of the uncle when he took the cat.

Dongxinan cast a glance at Wubai, "This little bastard has been wandering outside all day, I think it's dirty."

Zhou Xiaodao held the cat in his arms, his ears turned red slowly, and the bad mood just now was forgotten.

Zhou Yibei led the head of the Southwest Road to the hotel, and asked the front desk that it was "unfortunate" that there were no more vacancies.

The room arranged by the police station is a VIP suite with complete facilities, spacious and clean.

Dongxinan sat on the sofa and put his coat aside.

Zhou Yibei looked at him for a while, then turned and walked out.

After more than half an hour, he came back with a bowl of wontons, put them on the coffee table, arranged the seasonings, and wiped the chopsticks, "Master, I will go to the hotel kitchen to cook them myself, should I eat them later or eat them now?"

"Eat first," Daoist Xixi picked up Wubai who was lying on the carpet, and walked to the bathroom.

Zhou Yibei froze for a moment, feeling hungry in due course.

The night was dark, and the neon lights could be seen in the distance from the window. Zhou Yibei drew the curtains to block out the light. He turned his head to look at the uncle who had changed into the hotel bathrobe after taking a shower.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Daoist Changxi teased Wu Bai with the dried fish he brought with him.

Zhou Yibei walked out the door silently, looked at him from east to west, "Come and sleep with me after taking a shower."

So... instead of sleeping on the sofa?Zhou Xiaodao was blushing from the neck up this time.

Standing in the bathroom, Zhou Yibei looked down at a certain kid whom he was too proud of, and turned the water to cold with a dark face... Don't lose face in front of the uncle!

After finally getting the subordinates to settle down, Zhou Yibei grabbed the bathrobe and sneezed.

Dongxinan lay on the bed with his arms pillowed on his head, eyes closed, someone walked in lightly, lifted the quilt, and a trace of cool air rushed over.

Zhou Yibei lay on his side on the bed, and after making sure that one of his friends was okay, he closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, the person next to him suddenly turned sideways, enveloped in a warm embrace, Zhou Yibei was stunned, and opened his eyes Staring round, "Master...Uncle?"

"Go to sleep..." Dongxinan patted him on the back with a gentle and steady tone.

A certain part of his body began to be disobedient again. Zhou Yibei bowed his waist to cover up his abnormality. He froze for a while. He heard the sound of breathing in his ears becoming long and slow. He lowered his head. It was supposed to be clear and bright at night. At this moment, Tou's eyes were soaked with ecstasy and tension, and he continued to shrink his body in a bewildered state.

Daoist Southwest was awakened a little by the slight movement, tightened his arms, and pulled the slender body that was getting hotter into his arms.

Zhou Xiaodao was panting in embarrassment, but he didn't dare to make a sound, his face was red and hot in the dark, as if he was almost familiar, he could only silently recite the mantra of purifying the heart over and over again.

Perhaps the Purifying Mantra had an effect, and Zhou Yibei gradually fell asleep.

Immersed in ambiguous and lingering dreams, from time to time gently rubbing against the person next to him.

The Southwest Taoist priest was woken up by him, frowned and lowered his head, only seeing darkness.

But the warm limbs were attached to his arms, and the sense of touch had replaced vision.Zhou Yibei's head rested on Dao Chang's shoulder, and his whole body was leaning over, one leg was still hooked to Dao Chang's leg, and the hot spot rubbed against Dao Chang's crotch from time to time.

Dongxinan showed a knowing smile, raised his hand to feel Zhou Yibei's face, pinched it lightly, and closed his eyes again... This kid didn't know who he dreamed of, he was so bold.

……

Early in the morning

The police station called and asked Zhou Yibei to go over and see the assembled evidence.

Zhou Yibei hurried to the police station alone, and Lao Li didn't dare to neglect, so he led them to the morgue.

Looking at the human skin coat that was reassembled according to the stitching track, Yi Bei's eyes fell on the layer of scalp that did not indicate the identity of the corpse, and Lao Li cleverly noticed his gaze, "The hair is done differently, we didn't After receiving the report, it is not known whether the victim is dead or not, and we are investigating with the city's hospital for similar injuries."

"Well," Zhou Yibei nodded, stretched out his hand and rolled up a few strands of hair to check, his fingertips suddenly felt pain, he let go of his hand and held it in front of his eyes to see a few drops of blood spilled from the wound and fell into the hair, and disappeared in a blink of an eye up.

There is something wrong with this hair... Zhou Yibei frowned, suddenly realized something, he raised his head, and was about to speak, when he saw Lao Li's face showing a frightened expression, "Master Zhou, that hair!"

Zhou Yibei turned his head and saw a black shadow rushing towards him. Unprepared, he turned and fell to the ground to hide, and his scalp with long black hair fell on Lao Li's face.

Old Li screamed, took a few steps back and fell to the ground rolling with his head in his arms.

The police officers outside heard the strange noise and ran in, Zhou Yibei looked at them and yelled, "Don't get close to him!"

Three or four people watched in a panic as Lao Li's screams and struggles gradually turned into weak twitches. The red blood flowed all over the ground, and Lao Li's head was no longer visible. Ten thousand black hairs ran through, and his head became a black fur ball.

Zhou Yibei stood up and stared blankly at the horrific scene, then raised his head to look at the stunned police officers, "... burn him as soon as possible, and don't touch those hairs."

The police officers came to their senses, and without much attention, they wrapped Lao Li's body in plastic sheets from the morgue with gloves on.