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Huo Zhenye lay down in plain clothes and fainted, he stroked his forehead and leaned back: "Oh, I'm so dizzy, I must have slept too much."

Bai Zhun snorted softly, getting angry when he saw him pretending, he raised his wrist, just now he ate too much crab roe noodles, just to digest.

Huo Zhenye saw that showing weakness could not impress Bai Zhun, so he got up suddenly: "Then why did you leave?"

The bamboo stick was about to be drawn on him by an inch, Bai Zhun clenched his fingertips tightly, stopped the movement, and turned his face aside: "I'm annoying you."

Knowing that he was telling lies, Huo Zhenye still couldn't help short of breath, he calmed down for a moment and then said: "If there is anything you don't want to tell me, I won't ask, if you really bother me, just tell me, I won't hang on to you."

Bai Zhunzhu's wheelchair rolled to the window, the moon is dark today, the moon is covered by thick clouds, and there is no star in the sky.

But the street lights in the hospital were very bright, and he saw a shadow under the tree, and the owner of that shadow seemed to be aware of Bai Zhun's gaze, and walked out from under the tree.

It was Bai Yang, he did not know when he was standing under the tree, with his head slightly raised, his hands behind his back, he looked at Bai Zhun and Yang, then turned and left.

The more he pretended to have no desires, the more Bai Zhun was afraid.

Huo Zhenye got out of bed and walked to the window: "Who is outside?"

"Baiyang, he came to me and brought me a piece of peach cake. The news of your coma was written on the newspaper wrapped in the peach cake."

After Bai Zhun finished speaking, Huo Zhenye frowned: "How did he find you?" He searched all the places he could find, the hotel pier, and even the alleys near the ruins of the Town God's Temple, there was nothing Bai Zhun found. trace.

He even asked Datou to squat outside several western cake shops, but he still couldn't find Bai Zhun.

How did Bai Yang find him?

"He said that he was an old acquaintance with my master. But I never heard the master talk about him, even if it was drunk."

Bai Qi likes to drink very much, he likes to drink both vegetarian and meat, and when he is drunk, he tells the old stories with his young disciples. Bai Zhun has heard it since he was a child, and he has inherited part of his friendship with Bamen from his master's drunken words.

But none of these drunken words mentioned Bai Yang.

"Baiyang is a pseudonym." Huo Zhenye lay down for three days, his hands and feet were weak, and he barely stood still while leaning on the window sill. "Qinghongbai is the third stage of the final robbery fabricated by Yiguandao, and Baiyang is the last stage."

This is a Taoism created by mixing Buddhism and folk beliefs from all over the world. As long as you step into the Taoism, you can survive the knife disaster, hunger, and plague.

Yiguandao takes advantage of people's fear of disaster and death to amass wealth.

"Maybe you've heard of it, but he wasn't called that at the time."

Bai Zhun thought about it silently, but couldn't think of anything: "Maybe Master kept it from me."

The old man looked like he could tell people all the secrets of his bare buttocks by drinking two or two small drinks.But his mouth was tight, such as why the senior brother left, he didn't say a word.

"Damn old man, he will dig a hole for me." Bai Zhun got angry, and decided to withhold the sauced meat for the Cold Clothes Festival and burn nothing to him.

"People who come here are not kind, and those who are kind don't come. We still have to be careful. It turns out that the place can no longer be lived. When I am discharged from the hospital, we will move."

He bought that house and decorated it meticulously, so he wanted to take Bai Zhun to have a look.

Seeing his eagerness to offer the treasure, Bai Zhun was not in a hurry: "What's so interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Huo Chaozong strode in. He saw Huo Zhenye leaning against the window with a white face, talking and laughing with Bai Zhun, his brows were tightly frowned: "Why did you just wake up? Running around?"

Huo Zhenye knew that this time his elder brother was really taken aback, so he lay back on the bed with a smile: "I've been lying here for many days, stand up and move around."

Huo Chaozong couldn't bear to say anything, he nodded slightly to Bai Zhun: "Mr. Bai, the old seven is messing around, so please trouble Mr. Bai to make this trip."

Knowing that Bai Zhun was coming, his impression of Bai Zhun improved, and the old seven's troubles were not in vain.

"Do you know what you did?" Huo Chaozong's leather shoes slammed on the floor. When Huo Zhenye was unconscious, he could neither beat him nor scold him.

Now that the ignorant brother is awake, he can't give him a good reprimand.

"Original psychic detectives are all chasing rumors. If you don't admit it, he won't dare to write clearly." Huo Chaozong looked at his younger brother solemnly, "It's good for you to give this name a solid name."

When Huo Chaozong found out, the next day's newspapers were published. He suppressed the report, but it still spread out. The tree is so big that it attracts the wind. Now is the troubled time. It's really stupid to set yourself up as a target!

Huo Zhenye lay down honestly, of course he knew, but there was nothing he could do: "I'm sorry, brother, I caused you trouble."

"I'm not afraid of trouble, I'm afraid you'll have plenty of trouble." Huo Chaozong said, stretching out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows, as if he was very tired.

Bai Zhun watched the scene where the older brother was training the younger brother, and knew that Huo Chaozong was doing it for him, although Huo Chaozong couldn't understand it, and couldn't approve of the two men being together.

But since Huo Zhenye paid, he had to let Bai Zhun know.

Huo Chaozong seemed to be speaking these words to Huo Zhenye, and he didn't look at Bai Zhun, but he knew that Bai Zhun understood.

"Okay, you have a good rest, I have to go back."

He turned around to leave, a gust of wind was blowing up his coat, Huo Zhenye frowned, he took out the copper coin hanging from his chest, and looked at Huo Chaozong.

A black shadow lay on Huo Chaozong's shoulder!

"Big brother!"

Huo Chaozong turned to look at him: "What?"

"Where have you been recently? Who have you met?" The black shadow lay on his shoulder, and raised its head upon hearing this, as if it wanted to yell at Huo Zhenye. It knew that this person had seen it.

Bai Zhun glanced at the thing coldly, and saw that the thing shrank its neck, not daring to blow the wind to Huo Zhenye, but it held Huo Chaozong's neck firmly and did not move.

"It's just to meet some officials and talk about some things. Why are you asking these questions?"

Huo Zhenye looked at Bai Zhun, who shook his head slightly.

"Nothing, just ask."

The back and forth between the two of them was noticed by Secretary He. He had followed Huo Chaozong, standing outside the three of them, and could clearly see the actions of the three of them.

The Eldest Young Master doesn't believe in the psychic arts of the Seventh Young Master. The tabloid stories say that Huo Zhenye can communicate with yin and yang, and there is a sparrow beside him.

Secretary He also grew up in the old house, so of course he didn't believe it. If the seventh young master could psychic, he would have been psychic when he was a child.

But he believed that Bai Zhun could do it, he followed Huo Chaozong and left the ward, and found an excuse to come back after a while: "Master Seventh, is there something unclean on Eldest Young Master?"

Huo Zhenye was also asking Bai Zhun.

Seeing Secretary He's sincerity, Bai Zhun probably guessed his thoughts on Huo Chaozong, but although Huo Chaozong didn't regard this as a scourge, he was also an indifferent person, and he probably never knew about Secretary He's intentions.

"It's nothing special." Bai Zhun coughed lightly, the wind blowing in from the door made his throat itchy.

"What exactly is it?" Huo Zhenye asked anxiously, "Is there any way to drive it away?"

"It doesn't have a name, my master calls it the ghost of mourning." It's a group, not shaped, when there are a large number of gatherings, there will be disasters and many people will die.

The black shadow itself was nothing extraordinary, but it attached itself to Huo Chaozong because of the smell of death.

This thing will bring bad luck to people, and everything will go wrong before they die.

Where it has been, the house will be more likely to attract dirty things, and the people it encounters will be unlucky, and Mama Liu encountered this thing.

"Report the ghost." Huo Zhenye slowly spit out these three words, which means... that means big brother...

"If you don't chase it away, it will leave." When it has eaten enough, that is, when Huo Chaozong's death is due, it will naturally leave.

Secretary He's face turned pale, and he knelt down in front of Bai Zhun's wheelchair with a "plop": "Mr. Bai, if the young master is not considerate in any way, it is because he is nervous about his younger brother. Please ask Mr. Bai for help."

He knew that the last time the Eldest Young Master approached Bai Zhun, he clearly agreed with it, but actually wanted to break it up, so Bai Zhun must be angry.

Taking two steps on his knees, he bowed down in front of Bai Zhun: "No matter what conditions Mr. Bai asks, as long as He can fulfill it, he will go through fire and water to be smashed to pieces, and he will never frown."

Bai Zhun stared at Secretary He's face, he believed what he said was true, and he also believed that he could do it.

It's not that I don't want to help, it's that I can't help.

The City God is in charge of life, death, happiness and longevity, and now the City God is not willing to accept his incense, and he has no way to inquire about it.

"Is it because the Town God's Temple burned down?" Huo Zhenye knew that there must be a reason why Bai Zhun would not turn his back on his elder brother.

Bai Zhun lowered his eyebrows and said to Huo Zhenye, "Even if the temple is still there, I can't help you with this matter." He couldn't even help himself.

Life and death are up to fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, and extraordinary people can intervene.

Huo Zhenye's face turned blue, and Secretary He was even more out of his wits.

"Is there really no way?" Huo Zhenye asked.

Bai Zhun lowered his head and coughed twice, he looked at Huo Zhenye who was sitting on the hospital bed, he was bewildered by a nightmare not long ago, and in order to lure him out, he had to get injections for three days.

Twice in a row, it was too wasted, if he hadn't been in good health, he would have collapsed on the hospital bed and couldn't get up by now.

"Accidents are always unavoidable." No matter how much, he couldn't say.

Secretary He's eyes lit up: "Is it enough to avoid accidents?"

Accidents are unavoidable. If they can be avoided, how can there be a death in vain?

"When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll go in and out with my elder brother every day." Huo Zhenye's expression was very bad, partly because of his coma, and partly because of his elder brother. He and Secretary He exchanged glances.

Secretary He nodded to him: "Don't worry, Seventh Young Master, I will definitely look after Eldest Young Master."

After he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but Bai Zhun called him back, and glanced at him up and down. This man was angry with him, so he took out another pouch from his sleeve: "This is for you."

Secretary He followed Huo Chaozong day and night, and his body was much more dirty than Mama Liu's.

"Thank you, Mr. Bai." Secretary He reached out to take it, and hurried back to Huo's mansion.

Huo Chaozong was sitting in his study giving instructions on documents and writing a few strokes. He stopped the nib of the pen and squeezed the barrel of the pen tightly, trying to calm down his anger, but finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Throwing away the pen, ink splashed on the paper on the table, Huo Chaozong cursed angrily: "Shan Ben is really deceiving people!"

With the expansion of Japan's power, it is proposed that the concession should establish some kind of freemasonry with the government and help each other. Japanese businessmen should have more rights.

Some of these terms were something that Huo Chaozong would never agree to.

The ancestor of the Huo family has been an official since he was a child, and he has practiced Qi-nourishing Kungfu since he was a child. His emotions and anger are invisible. To make Huo Chaozong angry like this, the Japanese side must have added additional clauses and made unacceptable demands.

Secretary He went up to collect the pen, and saw that the nib was broken. He took out another pen, sucked up enough ink, and handed it to Huo Chaozong's table: "Master, the negotiation can no longer be delayed."

Tomorrow is the negotiation meeting, Huo Chaozong's new official took office, the above means to be peaceful, how can he be peaceful!

"Stupid, stupid!" Huo Chaozong paced back and forth in the study, "The superiors still expect to use jackals to drive away tigers and leopards! It's ridiculous!"

Of course, Secretary He knew that Huo Chaozong was full of ambitions, but they couldn't take a single step, they just kept circling.

"Let me write it." Secretary He simply sat down, "Young Master, take a rest on the sofa. When I finish writing, I will show it to you."

Huo Chaozong really felt that his energy was low these days, and he always felt a sense of weakness. He leaned on the sofa, trying to close his eyes to rest his mind, and fell asleep as soon as his eyelids touched.

Secretary He walked up to him lightly, covered him with a thin blanket, and stuffed the pouch in his own pocket into Huo Chaozong's pocket.