Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

When Lin Xingzhou got out of Wei Zhi's car, he felt that something was wrong all over his body. He didn't know whether it was because of the hot weather or other reasons. He was a little out of breath.When he ran home as if fleeing, he was already a little dizzy, so he quickly changed his clothes and drank two more packs of "miracle medicine" cold granules.

At this moment, he was completely unable to gather strength, and his throat hurt so badly that he even wondered if he accidentally swallowed a fire talisman.He shuffled back to the bedroom and fell asleep, his head was heavy, his consciousness was so suppressed that he couldn't move, he could only sink into the pillow and panted with his mouth open.

After Wei Zhi sent him home, he also returned to 102, and told Ling to be a good person, and to report immediately if anything happened, and Ling promised to promise, but there was no movement after that.Wei Zhi was still not at ease. At night, he hesitated and sent a text message to Lin Xingzhou.

He waited for more than an hour and the other party didn't reply. When he saw that it was past eleven o'clock, he thought he might have fallen asleep, so he didn't bother him any more. back.

This time Wei Zhi couldn't hold back at all, he pulled Ling out and questioned: "What's going on with him? It's all right, give me a confirmation letter."

"Uh..." Zero touched his nose guiltily, "Boss, I'm telling you something, don't you get angry?"

Wei Zhi suddenly had a bad feeling: "What?"

"Actually... didn't you tell me to shut up the sub-unit 38 before, and then I forced it to restart. There seems to be a bug over there. I can't contact the sub-unit 38 now."

Wei Zhi: "..."

Zero said again: "But I have been debugging, and it will be restored soon, really, right away."

Wei Zhi forcibly suppressed his anger that was about to explode, and didn't bother to criticize a disobedient and broken system, so he grabbed his mobile phone and called the upstairs directly.

Got through, but no one answered.

Wei Zhi frowned, hesitating for three seconds between "Rush upstairs" and "Wait a little longer", he still chose the latter, he dialed the phone again, it rang more than a dozen times, and was finally picked up.

However, before he could speak, a familiar female voice came from over there: "Hello? Hello, it's not convenient for him to answer the phone right now. What's the matter, can you call later?"

Wei Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then realized who the other party was, and his ominous premonition became stronger: "What happened to your brother?"

"He..." Lin Danyang stammered, "He's sick and asleep, what can I do for you... hello?"

Before she could finish her sentence, the other party had already hung up the phone. Lin Danyang was baffled and complained in his heart that this person was sick and was about to call Lu Jie to ask for help to save her brother who was dying , Suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

She hesitated for a while and chose to open the door first, but the voice she heard on the phone just now was in her ears. Wei Zhi stood at the door and asked straightforwardly: "Can I go in? I'm your brother's friend."

Lin Danyang froze for three seconds, opened his eyes in disbelief, pointed at him and then at the phone: "You... this... please come in."

Wei Zhi nodded to her, and Lin Danyang pointed him in the direction of the bedroom, wondering at the same time: His brother actually has other friends besides Lu Jie?And why can it come so fast?

Lin Xingzhou was so ill that he didn't know what year it was. He never thought that his sister would let the "wolf" into the house so soon.As soon as Wei Zhi entered the bedroom, he saw a certain "dead fish" lying dead on the bed. He touched his forehead and found that the fish was already cooked.

So he frowned even tighter, and asked Lin Danyang, "Where's the thermometer?"

Lin Danyang inexplicably felt a sense of oppression on this man, and quickly handed him the thermometer beside the bed: "I just measured it ten... minutes ago."

The value on the thermometer was close to 41 degrees. Wei Zhi twitched his eyebrows. In his impression, the normal body temperature of human beings is about 37 degrees. Although it is not clear what the concept is when it is four degrees higher, but the highest value of the thermometer is only 42. It can be inferred It turns out that this "fish" has almost turned into dried fish.

Therefore, his tone became even worse: "Why didn't you send it to the hospital when it was burned like this?"

Lin Danyang quickly said: "I can't handle him alone. I was just about to call Lu Jie to ask him to come over to help, and then you came—oh, Lu Jie is also my brother's friend."

Wei Zhi asked again, "How long did he burn?"

"I don't know," Lin Danyang said, "When I fell asleep last night, I told me that I'm fine and don't worry. I saw that he didn't wake up this morning. When I went in to check, I found that he was already like this. I gave him antipyretics. Probably... more than eight o'clock to eat, but it hasn't dropped yet."

After hearing this, Wei Zhi simply stepped forward and picked him up: "I'll take him to the hospital."

After he finished speaking, he strode out. Lin Danyang was stunned for a moment. He quickly rummaged through the drawers and ran after Wei Zhi: "Here, medical records and medical insurance cards. My brother doesn't like to spend other people's money. That... Thank you."

Wei Zhi was not too polite, he took his things and wrapped up the person and left. Lin Danyang stood there and said to himself: "Why does this look so familiar, where have you seen it?"

Mr. Ghost King, who had never been to a hospital before, was forced to start his "first time" ghost life because of his disobedient employees. Because he didn't know where to go, he simply asked Zero to search online and used her as a navigation.

After he managed to hang up the number after stumbling, seeing the patients outside the clinic waiting to be called, his eyelids jumped up uncontrollably, his patience was about to run out, and he even wanted to hack into the hospital system by using underworld black technology to jump in the queue directly.However, as a law-abiding good ghost, he still forcibly suppressed his anxiety and obediently occupied a seat.

Lin Xingzhou was completely burned out, and he didn't know where he was, so he just instinctively searched for cool air from the "humanoid air conditioner" next to him.Wei Zhi supported his head that was about to slip off his shoulders a few times, and suddenly heard Ling say: "Well, boss, I just found out that he is so burnt that he can go to the emergency room directly, and there is no need to queue here."

Wei Zhi: "..."

Wei Zhi, who was repeatedly tested to the bottom line, suddenly wanted to rebuild a broken system. With a sullen face, he picked up a certain "charcoal-grilled live fish" and left. Lin Xingzhou was probably knocked hard by him. He snorted uncomfortably, and his hot breath fell on his neck, making Ghost King, whose body temperature was naturally lower than that of ordinary people, instantly feel that his neck was going to be burned.

He went to the emergency room to re-register, and he was finally able to see the doctor. The doctor prescribed a fever-reducing injection without further ado, and Wei Zhi had no time to get the blood test results while waiting for the fever to subside—because Lin Xingzhou was in a special situation. , To be on the safe side, check a few more items.

Fortunately, the test results are nothing serious, just a common cold.

Wei Zhi murmured in his heart, "Human beings are really troublesome", while he obediently listened to the doctor's instructions, and when he came out with a bunch of lists, he found that someone had already woken up.

Lin Xingzhou was placed on the seat in the corridor by him, and at the moment he was staring at Ling who was in charge of watching him. He resisted the headache and tinnitus, and asked hoarsely, "Who are you?"

The fever has started to subside, but the body temperature is still high. Lin Xingzhou's mind is still a little confused. He just feels that the little girl in front of him seems to have seen it somewhere before, but he can't remember it for a while.

Wei Zhi stepped forward and touched his forehead, felt the sweat on his hand, frowned and asked, "Do you feel better?"

"Ah...?" Lin Xingzhou raised his head to look at him, his eyes were very confused, as if he didn't know why he was in the hospital, and why Wei Zhi was by his side.He struggled to get his confused brain to work slowly, and finally responded to the other party's question: "Haha...Okay, okay."

Wei Zhi: "..."

This person is probably not far from burning stupid.

Lord Ghost King didn't want to argue with a stupid human being who was about to become a "fool", so he asked patiently, "Can you stand up?"

Lin Xingzhou seemed to want to prove to him that he could still hold on, so he jumped up from his seat tenaciously, but he didn't know whether he got up too fast or his body was too weak, and he fell down before he could stand still.

Wei Zhi grabbed him without embarrassing him in front of everyone, and leaned closer to him and asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Lin Xingzhou covered his forehead, and hummed like a mosquito, "Low... blood sugar."

Wei Zhi: "..."

Master Ghost King has refreshed his understanding of "human beings". He simply didn't know whether he should be angry or laugh, and said in a bad tone: "How old is a person, and I still don't know how much I weigh? When I tried my best yesterday Aren't you amazing, why can't you do it today?"

There seemed to be a group of flies flying around Lin Xingzhou's ear, and the other party couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he asked in a daze, "Huh?"

Wei Zhi lost his temper completely, and simply gave up talking with him, turned around and ordered, "Come up, I'll carry you."

This time Lin Xingzhou understood, he hooked the other party with his limp hands and feet with great difficulty, and was pushed up on his back by him.Wei Zhi carried this half-dead fish to get the medicine. Although this man looks tall and slender, in fact he doesn't have much weight at all. He looks thin when he wears clothes, and he has no flesh when he takes off his clothes. He is just a walking skeleton. , Wei Zhi almost felt that someone's ribs were piercing his back.

Lin Xingzhou couldn't tell whether he was dizzy or had a headache, and he became confused again when he was on his back. He seemed to be put down halfway and forcefully opened his mouth to fill his stomach with a cloyingly sweet "drink", and the sweetness was very strange. , made him sick.

It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon when Wei Zhi sent him home. Lin Xingzhou was sweating all over his body and his clothes were soaked. Looking cautiously at the door, I felt that this person had the word "uncomfortable" between his frowning brows, "trouble" written on his serious face, and his straight lips could open at any time to say "scroll".

She felt that she couldn't survive under the low pressure created by this elder brother, so she slipped away on tiptoe. She really didn't understand how her brother provoked such a living Hades.

While Lin Danyang was mourning for her elder brother, her "fearless" elder brother had already fallen asleep under the eyes of "Yan Wangye", and he was very aggressive in grabbing his arm to prevent him from leaving—probably because he was still burning. It hasn't completely faded away, but still feels hot, and is also instinctively looking for cool air in sleep, wishing to spread itself into a thin sheet and stick it to Wei Zhi's body with the largest contact area.

Wei Zhi had veins throbbing on his forehead, but he didn't have the heart to bully a sick patient, so he could only let him torment him, leaning against the head of the bed and closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Lin Xingzhou was forcibly fed with medicine and glucose, probably because he knew that he would not die of illness, so he simply gave up struggling and prepared to sleep until the end of time.

Before he fell asleep completely, he was still thinking in his mind—why did he meet Wei Zhi?

So his brain used "Wei Zhi" as the key word to play freely, and made a series of permutations and combinations, so that Wei Zhi's strange images raged in his dream for several hours until dark Only then finally retreated reluctantly.

When Lin Xingzhou opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was a black, fluffy cat's butt.

The black cat showed its chrysanthemum towards him very shamelessly, and swept its tail back and forth across his face, causing him to sneeze twice.It was completely dark, and the white cat was lying on the window sill waiting for the moonlight. The bedside lamp was on, and a little warm light leaked out.

Lin Xingzhou was limp and sunk in the quilt, his limbs seemed to have grown on the bed, and he couldn't pull them out no matter what.He struggled to control his consciousness, and prevented them from falling freely into the dream again. He struggled to support his body with his arms, and slowly sat up.

The black cat "meowed" at him, and arched its head around him. Lin Xingzhou was too lazy to care about it. He sat on the edge of the bed for a while, clutching his forehead, and finally gathered some strength to slowly get out of the bed.

He leaned on the wall and moved out of the bedroom little by little, feeling as if he had just done something. When he shuffled out of the room and passed the kitchen door, he found someone inside.

Wei Zhizheng was standing in front of the gas stove, not knowing what to do, holding a familiar spoon in his hand, and asked, "Do I need to stir it? Do I really need to cover it? I always feel that it will jump out as soon as I put it on." .”

"Boss," said a voice from nowhere, "It is said on the Internet that you can stagger the lid of the pot by a gap, or put two drops of oil into the pot."

"Drip oil?" Wei Zhi obviously didn't understand, "What's the principle?"

The voice said again, "I'll check."

"Don't check," Wei Zhi seemed impatient, "Where is the oil?"

He was looking for oil everywhere, when he turned his head and suddenly found Lin Xingzhou standing at the door, he couldn't help being taken aback: "Are you awake?"

Lin Xingzhou stared at him in astonishment. His rusted brain couldn't understand why there was such an impossible species as "Wei Zhi" in his kitchen. He forgot to answer for a while, and saw the other party holding a The spoon walked towards him, and covered his forehead with his other free hand: "Is it still burning?"

Lin Xingzhou felt that he might have a hallucination.

He was dumbfounded to see something called "worry" appeared on the other party's usually expressionless face, and Wei Zhi said, "It's still a bit hot, you go sit outside first, the porridge will be ready in a while."

His voice fell, and the sound of throwing a pot came from behind him.

Wei Zhi almost hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot, Lin Xingzhou poked at the spot in a daze, and muttered, "Are you... know how to cook?"

Wei Zhi gave him a helpless look in his busy schedule: "No."

"Oh." Lin Xingzhou didn't know whether he didn't understand or misunderstood, so he just turned around and walked into the living room. He fell into the sofa and was directly embedded in it.

His head still hurts, and the pain even made him feel like vomiting.After a while, Wei Zhi finally came out of the kitchen with the porridge, and put the bowl on the coffee table: "I put some sugar in, at least take a couple of sips, you haven't eaten all day."

Lin Xingzhou stirred the porridge with a spoon, picked up a few millets with difficulty, and asked inexplicably, "Is this porridge...or water?"

"...the rice is running low, you can make do with it."

Lin Xingzhou took a sip of "millet water" reluctantly, and he didn't feel anything at the first sip. When his malfunctioning sense of taste resumed work, he was so stunned that he almost choked out: "Did you put the sugar jar in?"

"...I'll give you another bowl."

The new bowl was finally able to be swallowed. Lin Xingzhou looked at Wei Zhi's unearthly appearance, and felt that it was too difficult for him to let him go to the kitchen. It was not easy for him not to confuse sugar with salt.

Lin Xingzhou really wanted to cheer on the first meal he cooked for this ghost, but his body was not strong enough, and his stomach was very uncomfortable. Even though he forced himself to swallow half a bowl of porridge, he still couldn't hold back and rushed to the toilet Vomited all over again.

"It's really...it's not that you're having a hard time," he rinsed his mouth with difficulty, trying to smile at the other party but failed, "it's me...uh..."

He propped himself up by the sink and vomited in the dark, only feeling that half of his life had been vomited away, his eyes turned black in bursts, and his legs were too weak to support his body.

Wei Zhi could only help him back to the bedroom and let him lie down. Lin Xingzhou opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his eyes were loose and his spirit was listless.

The side effects of chemotherapy drugs actually came at this time.

"Go back to sleep if you feel uncomfortable," Wei Zhi said, "I'll wake you up for dinner tomorrow morning when you feel better."

Lin Xingzhou hummed twice, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Wei Zhi sat on the side of the bed until he fell asleep, then gently lifted his quilt a little, and held his left wrist, only to see that the black "+" had faded to almost invisible.

He frowned and drew it again, then whispered to Zero: "No. 4, No. 15, No. 31, who is the closest?"

A moment later, Zero sent a response: "On the 15th, we are on a mission in this province, and it is about two or three hours' drive from here."

"Tell him to come here," Wei Zhi said, "right now, immediately, immediately."

Zero quickly conveyed the notice, and Wei Zhi continued to sit and wait by the bed, probably because he was bored, his eyes wandered around, and finally landed on the bedside table.

There was a sketchbook on the bedside table. He picked it up and flipped through it. After flipping through two pages, his fingers snapped—this page was a sketch of a portrait. root line.However, just these few strokes have clearly outlined the spirit of the person depicted, and it seems that there is a soul hidden in the drawing paper, which can move at any time.

The painting is of Wei Zhi himself.

He stopped his eyes on that page for a few minutes before slowly moving away, and continued to turn back, only to find that there were more than one sketch like this.

So he looked at Lin Xingzhou with a strange expression, his expression was very complicated, then he put the sketchbook back in its original place, and sighed inaudibly.

Near midnight, the person he was looking for finally arrived.

The person who came was a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed very trendy, not like a student, but more like a "social person".He first looked around Lin Xingzhou's house curiously, then rubbed his fingers at Wei Zhi, and made a gesture of asking for money: "Boss, call me over in the middle of the night..."

"Overtime pay is indispensable to you," Wei Zhi didn't want to waste words with him, "Come here quickly."

"okay."

As soon as the young man heard that he was rich, he immediately followed him. Wei Zhi led him into the bedroom, pointed at someone on the bed, and said, "Treat him."

The young man walked in and took a closer look, and then a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he quickly covered it up: "You are so seriously ill, doesn't your ghost king seal work?"

"I'm not good at recovery seals." Wei Zhi said, "My seals have a limit, and within this limit, nothing will happen. Once exceeded, they will be invalid immediately. I have no choice. That's why I called you here."

"Understood." The boy stood up and looked around, "Is there an apple? Give me an apple."

Wei Zhi washed an apple for him from the kitchen, and he saw him holding the apple, turned around smartly, and began to sing with great emotion: "Om hum Banzasado Samaya Ramanobaraya... "

Wei Zhi covered his ears indifferently, and when he finished the song, Zero had appeared behind him, with an indescribable expression on his face: "The talent of [-]... is still so magical."

The boy called "Seven Thousand" snapped his fingers at Lin Xingzhou, then handed the apple to Wei Zhi: "Okay."

"Thank you." Wei Zhi nodded to him, then went to the kitchen to slice the apple into thin slices, and said, "Qiwan, you can stay here tonight, and see how he is doing before leaving tomorrow."

Qiwan looked at him suspiciously, then looked at Lin Xingzhou: "What's so special about No. 38? You took such good care of him? When I was a novice, you didn't treat me so well. .”

Wei Zhi didn't speak, just sat down beside the bed, and gave "irrelevant people" a sideways glance from the corner of his eye.Seventy thousand was very discerning, and immediately dragged Ling out of the bedroom, and closed the door very considerately.

"Little Ling," Qiwan put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her away, "I haven't seen you for a long time, so when will you change the voice of the handset? Nice to hear."

"You have to ask the boss about this," Zero said, "I can't change the settings without his approval."

Qiwan was a little disappointed at once, but then he moved closer with bright eyes, and said in a low voice, "Is number 38 from number 22..."