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The concession area is still very lively at night, and the taverns and restaurants are brightly lit.

The big head was patrolling the street on a bicycle, turned a few streets and saw a car parked in front of the cake shop, his eyes lit up, this is Mr. Huo's car!

Datou grinned, kicked hard twice, and quickly stepped to the front of the car, wanting to say hello to Huo Zhenye.

Riding to the front of the car, Datou saw the person inside lying on the seat with a newspaper covering his face, looking as if he was sleeping.

Stick your head against the glass of the car and look in, isn't this Mr. Huo?

Sweeping his eyes at the watch on the wrist of the person in the car, he recognized Huo Zhenye's watch, and knocked on the glass window with his head: "Mr. Huo! Mr. Huo, why are you sleeping here?"

The person in the car didn't move at all, the newspaper covering his face had slight ups and downs, showing that the person was still alive.

The big head immediately felt that something was wrong, and he knocked on the glass window twice: "Mr. Huo! I am the big head! Wake up!"

Huo Zhenye was still in a deep sleep, the window of the car was knocked "bang bang", he just lay unconscious.

Da Tou was in a hurry, he wanted to pry the car open, pressed the door handle with one hand, and grabbed the door frame with the other hand, trying to open the door with great effort.

With a sudden force, the big head fell upside down, the car was not locked at all, and the door opened without any effort.

The big man almost got out, he got up and reached into the car door, and flipped open the newspaper, it turned out to be Mr. Huo.

But no matter how much Datou shook him, he didn't wake up.

It's over, is this someone drugged!

The big head still remembered that Huo Zhenye knew Dr. Xu from Sacred Heart Hospital, he dragged Huo Zhenye out of the car, called a rickshaw, and took Huo Zhenye to the hospital.

Xu Yanwen was about to get off work when the door was knocked open, he ran in with Huo Zhenye on his back, even took off his police cap, and carried him onto the bed.

Xu Yanwen asked: "What happened?"

The person who fell asleep was dead, and Huo Zhenye was much taller and stronger than the big head. The big head had already exhausted his strength. He slumped on the chair and gasped: "When I was patrolling, I saw Mr. Huo's car parked On the side of the street, people are sleeping in cars, and they can’t wake up no matter what.”

"I've checked. Mr. Huo has no trauma, no smell of alcohol, and the gun and wallet are still there." He was not drunk, and the other party didn't rob money or take away weapons. What the hell is he planning?

Xu Yanwen's complexion changed, and he checked Huo Zhenye. He held up a small flashlight, and as soon as he opened Huo Zhenye's eyelids, he screamed softly and took half a step back.

The flashlight fell to the ground.

The big head asked: "What's the matter? Is there a wound? I have checked everything, and there is no external injury."

Xu Yanwen's chest rose and fell, he stepped forward again, and lifted Huo Zhenye's eyelids again, his eyes were black without white.

Xu Yanwen had never seen such a situation before. He thought for a while: "Arrange for him to have a full-body examination first, and I will call my supervisor." See if Professor Smith has seen this situation before.

Datou's grandfather was a master of the former Qing dynasty. Since he was a child, he didn't know how many strange things he had heard from his grandfather. He was not afraid of this situation. He said: "Mr. Become a living corpse."

Among the strange things grandpa said, this one scared him so much that he couldn't sleep for several nights.

The family asked everyone to invite the grandfather over, saying that their son hadn't woken up in bed for a year. At first, the family thought he was just asleep, but no matter how much they called him, he didn't wake up.

The doctor has seen it, and the soul has called out, and it is difficult to cure it.

If you say he is alive, he is not alive, but if you say he is dead, he is still breathing.

Over the past year, he has become thinner and thinner, to the point where only a layer of skin remains, like a human-shaped bat. No matter how reluctant his family is, he will "send" him away.

Datou's grandfather was the one who was invited to "send" him away, not only to send him away, but also to know why he slept for a year?

Datou's grandfather had never seen such a strange thing. He moved the man out, but he couldn't use the knife for a long time. Although the man was furious, he still had breath.

How can a knife made by Wu be able to cut a living person.

But is this person still alive?The big-headed grandfather opened his eyelids, and saw a thick black inside.

The big-headed grandfather cut his trachea with a knife, but this man woke up unexpectedly!The darkness in his eyes receded, and his body jerked violently, as if waking up from a dream.

Wake up too late, people can't live.

When he was a child, the big head was so afraid that he couldn't sleep, and he was afraid that he wouldn't wake up, so he asked, "Have you met before?"

Grandpa shook his head and stroked his big head: "If you see a lot of strange things, what are they called strange things?"

Huo Zhenye's breathing was light and peaceful, as if he had fallen asleep, and his eyes were darkened. Isn't it the "living corpse" that his grandfather said.

Xu Yanwen is a doctor, so of course he doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. He asked someone to help push Huo Zhenye out for an examination. When he came back, there was no one on the bed.

The big head carried Huo Zhenye back to Bai's house.

Although Mr. Huo has never said it, Datou believes that his identity as a psychic detective is real. Mr. Huo can really be a psychic. Otherwise, how could he know so many details and clues?

Bai Zhun was making paper bundles in the house, he was engrossed in doing it, he didn't stop until he was hungry, and looked at the chiming clock, why didn't that dude come back?

"Axiu!"

Axiu stood by the door, and Bai Zhun asked her: "Then... that person didn't come back after going out?"

Axiu nodded, she suddenly remembered that Huo Zhenye usually came back to buy meals, even if he was not free, he would always arrange the master's meals.

He didn't return home today, and there was no restaurant to deliver food or snacks, and the owner was still hungry.

Axiu immediately lifted the food box and shook it, waiting for Bai Zhun's order.

Bai Zhun frowned, did this person go crazy playing outside and didn't know how to get home on time, he moved his fingertips, and the little squirrel flew out of the yard.

After a while, it flew back again, pointing at the door with its wings.

Bai Zhun's wheelchair rolled to the door. He had a stern face. Before he could figure out how to teach him a lesson, the door was slammed twice: "Does Mr. Huo live here? I'm the head of the arresting house..."

The door opened, and the big head saw Bai Zhun in the middle of the hall, with Huo Zhenye still on his back, just as he stepped through the door, there was a flower in front of him.

When he came back to his senses, his back lightened, the person had already entered the house, and the big head was just about to catch up, when Axiu stopped him, not allowing him to go in.

"Mr. Huo, this is an evil move! Please ask his family to shout for the soul, or stab him twice with something. If he can't wake up, it will be terrible..."

It was only then that Da Tou noticed where he was standing. There were paper bundles all around him, and those paper figurines came alive.

I just wanted to say that I went to find a master, but I didn't expect that this is the place for the master.

Bai Zhun asked the paper servant to carry Huo Zhenye to the bed, took off all his clothes, and carefully inspected every inch of his body. If the man cast a curse, there should always be traces.

In the end, a cinnabar red spot was found on the hairline of Huo Zhenye's ear. The caster of the spell was very quick to touch him, and he might not feel any pain at all.

Bai Zhun's face was frosty, his eyes were watery, and his fingers gently stroked the red spot.

Nightmare, what would he dream of?

Huo Zhenye opened his eyes, and there was a vast white mist all around him. He waved his hand to try to disperse the mist, but no matter how he moved, the white mist surrounded him.

Following him, he heard a child's voice: "Brother, brother, don't go."

The voice made him feel familiar, but he remembered where he had heard it before. He followed the voice and saw a white light shining in front of him. The strong light made him unable to open his eyes.

A pair of soft and warm little hands held him.

He looked down and saw a child, who was born with phoenix eyes, his small face was only the size of a palm, with tears in his eyes, and he threw himself into his arms, with some whiteness visible between his eyebrows.

Could this be Bai Zhun's illegitimate child?How old is his son?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the child's eyes were dim with tears, and he was about to cry.

Huo Zhenye had no choice but to coax him: "Don't cry, I won't leave." He was stunned after speaking, and looked down at his arms and legs.

How did he get smaller?

This crying little thing holding his hand is Bai Zhun?

When Xiao Baizhun heard that his brother would not leave, he put his arms around him, and leaned his face on Huo Zhenye's chest with attachment: "Brother is so kind."

Huo Zhenye had a subtle look on his face. He guessed that he would never hear Da Baizhun call him that in his life, so he patted Xiao Baizhun's head and said, "Hey, call him that again."

The author has something to say: Don’t search for pictures with all black eyes