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The two black painted wooden doors slammed shut.

Bai Zhun doesn't know how to be soft-spoken, it's nothing if he eats a box of Huo Zhenye's cakes, and if he eats a few more boxes, he will still be thrown out of the door.

He didn't expect Liu Daneng to be obedient at first, the annoying thing about people is that they don't cry when they don't see the coffin.

Bai Zhun went around to the inner room, the walls of the room were made of paper bamboo frames, and on a brick floor in the middle stood a paper-wrapped Hei Wuchang.

He put the black hat in his hand on Wuchang.

He is dressed in black with a green face, with a pointed hat on his head, and holds a chain of seductive souls. If you don't look carefully, you may think it is a statue of a god in a temple.

It's just that a pair of eyes have never been ink.

Bai Zhun's surname is Bai, and he is in charge of the seven schools. People from all walks of life call him Bai Qiye.

Those who couldn't understand his character and behavior called him "huo impermanence" behind his back, because the folks honored Bai Wuchang as Bai Qiye.

There is always some truth in the saying, there is no wrong nickname in the world.

Bai Zhun got this nickname because he was secretive and moody, even the people in his family were afraid of him, so it was best not to see him unless necessary.

Time was too tight, Bai Zhun only had time to arrest one person, but if this person came out, any ghost should be arrested.

Prepare an incense table and put fresh fruits and flowers on it. Although Wuchang is a ghost of the underworld, he is also a priest. Of course, he must be worshiped in a god-respectful way.

Just wait for the sky to darken, light incense and ask God to catch the golden osmanthus.

After finishing all this, Bai Zhun felt very tired, as if most of his energy had been sucked away by the paper in front of him. He didn't even have the strength to go back to the room. He closed his eyes and was embraced by two paper servants. He enters the house.

Bai Zhun closed his eyes and rested his mind, he only hoped that Jin Dangui would come out tonight, so that Wu Chang could quickly take her away with the chains of ecstasy.

Huo Zhenye was thrown out of the door, recovered from the shock, and laughed, paper shackles can become real shackles, and paper figurines can become real people.

This matter was more interesting than he imagined. He stood in front of the small building of Bai's house and laughed twice. After laughing, he knocked on the black lacquered door and said to Bai Zhun, "I'll bring you Italian ice cream tomorrow."

Someone in Yu Qingli poked his head out and saw a well-dressed young man laughing and talking at the gate of Bai's house. He looked so heroic, could he be a lunatic?

Huo Zhenye patted the dirt on his body, walked out of the long alley in Yuqingli, got into the car and said to the driver, "Go to the arresting house."

It's time for the big head to ask for an export supply.

The big head really asked the question. A Chinese patrolman with no background like him has no other way to get promoted in the concession except for working hard. He finally met Huo Zhenye, and he was full of drive.

The waiter who sold the room number for money was quickly found out. The waiter turned pale with fright. He not only sold Huo Zhenye's room number, he also sold the room numbers of several sons, and even opened the door for people who gave more money.

"This kind of thing is not uncommon. Who would not eat the fat meat delivered to your door?"

He was happy to collect the money, and a bloody case happened the next day, and he was called to the arrest room for questioning, but he didn't say anything, and was so frightened that he asked for leave and stayed at home for three days.

Seeing that no one asked, he returned to work in peace of mind, but he was still stabbed out.

No one knows his house number, could it be a ghost?

In addition to the waiter, Datou also asked Su Manli's girl, Lao Mazi, that she usually looked down on Jin Dangui, but later Jin Dangui's votes came up, threatening her ranking, and she saw Jin Dangui as a thorn in her side.

The big head asked: "Mr. Huo, is this useful?"

"It's useful. Have the results of the footprint collection and fingerprint collection come out? What about the forensic autopsy report?"

"The report is not so fast yet, and the footprints and fingerprints are still being collected." This is the public concession. The British have one set, and the Americans also have one. Both methods of fingerprint comparison must be done. Mr. Song urged and urged that he would get it tomorrow. result.

"Mr. Huo, even if it is collected, where can I get it for comparison?"

Su Manli is not like Jin Dangui. Jin Dangui is greedy for both money and appearance. Su Manli is only greedy for money. She is young and handsome but has no money. She never dates.

There is no need to compare the regular customers who made offerings to her, everyone knows the result, and it must not be them. Those people have big stomachs and round waists, and they can't climb the roof at all.

Huo Zhenye suddenly asked the big head: "Tell me, does this Taoist priest catch ghosts at night?"

The big head was stunned: "Ah? It should be at night, ghosts don't come out during the day, no, no, there are no ghosts in this world."

After finishing speaking, he asked curiously: "Mr. Huo, why are you asking this? Is it related to this case?"

Huo Zhenye patted the big head on the shoulder: "It's okay, just ask." After speaking, he gave him some money, "Before the report comes out, we have no other place to run, you take this to treat the brothers to dinner."

The big head refused to accept the money, so Huo Zhenye said, "Just treat it as if you hired it for me. I have something to do at night, so I won't be with everyone."

After speaking, he went out, and when it was getting dark, he knocked on the door of Bai's house again.

Axiu didn't open the door, and Huo Zhenye wasn't in a hurry. He looked at his watch, knocked every five minutes, and said after knocking, "Mr. Bai, I'm here to give you a present."

Every time he knocked, the corners of his mouth would open again, which disturbed Bai Zhun's life.

Rolling his wheelchair to the outside, he looked at the paper figurines in the room one by one, trying to pick out the strongest one and beat Huo Zhenye hard.

"Mr. Bai? Open the door." Huo Zhenye's voice was respectful and his expression was casual. He leaned against the door and reached out to touch the cigarette case.

The door bounced open with a "bang", Huo Zhenye jumped a step away, almost hitting him in the face, he touched the bridge of his nose: "Mr. Bai open the door for me personally."

"Get out!" Bai Zhun turned around and went in after saying that, Huo Zhenye carried things one by one.

First, he agreed to Bai Zhun's Italian sorbet, and then moved in a phonograph with a large speaker.

"This is sorbet. It's softer than a popsicle and harder than ice cream. Try it."

As soon as the box was opened, the cool scent of milk penetrated into Bai Zhun's nose.

Because the sorbet is easy to melt, Huo Zhenye also bought a bucket of ice, and used an oilcloth to separate the sorbet box to make a simple refrigerator.

He also brought a full set of Western-style tea tableware, cut a piece for Bai Zhun, put it on a small gilded porcelain plate, and put a small gold spoon aside: "Please, Mr. Bai."

Bai Zhun glanced at him and snorted, if the taste was not good, he would be thrown out.

"Do you want to cut a piece for this young lady?"

Bai Zhun narrowed his eyes slightly, scraped the mellow cream on the tip of his tongue, and waved his hands, "She doesn't need it."

Huo Zhenye brought over the phonograph again: "This one can be used when plugged in, and you can play any part of "Man Jiang Hong" and "Tianmen Zhen" you want to listen to."

When he came in the afternoon, he saw the two paper-wrapped Yue Fei and Mu Guiying. He marveled at Bai Zhun's skills, but at the same time thought he was a funny person.

He put on a face to everyone, but he was so afraid of being lonely. The paper-making figurines acted like they were singing, no different from a child playing a soldier.

Bai Zhun didn't know how to use this thing, so he didn't ask, thinking about throwing this thing in the attic after Huo Zhenye left.

After eating one piece of ice cream, he motioned for Axiu to cut another piece.He asked coldly, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Huo Zhenye said, "Tell me where we met."

Bai Zhun glanced at him, although he didn't remember him, but this mangy dog's temperament has not changed.

"If you don't tell me, I will come and ask every day until you are willing to tell me."

He wanted to ask, but Bai Zhun refused to speak, and snorted again: "It's up to you."

The sky has completely darkened, and the August night is not as quiet as this early. Every household moved bamboo chairs to the alley to enjoy the cool breeze, and the neighbor's gossip rang from the entrance of the alley to the end of the alley.

Bai Zhun has been waiting.

No one entertained Huo Zhenye, so he found a chair and leaned on it, bored waiting, and yawned.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the dozen or so paper figurines in the room all turned their heads and stared at him with their white sockets.

When Huo Zhenye opened his eyes again, the paper people turned their heads away again.

Huo Zhenye had sharp ears and could always hear the sound of paper bamboo rubbing against each other. After a few times, he became confused. He opened his mouth and pretended to yawn, then opened his eyes wide and looked around.

The paper figurine turned its head before it could turn back in time, and was caught straight.

Huo Zhenye stared at these paper figurines, and the paper people also stared at Huo Zhenye, both of them were caught off guard.

Bai Zhun coughed while sitting in the wheelchair, the paper figurines turned back one by one, and the room returned to normal.

"They... still move?" I didn't feel it during the day, but at night, the room full of paper things made even him feel cold.

"Go away if you are afraid."

Huo Zhenye naturally refused to roll, and he even changed his position to sit more comfortably.

Bai Zhun raised his eyelids and snorted again.

The night gradually deepened, and when the voices of people in the alley dissipated, the small building of the Bai family became lively, and the sound of paper rubbing could be heard in the room.

The two paper figurines in costumes and singing in the courtyard disappeared, replaced by a paper puppet in black clothes and hat.

Huo Zhenye approached Bai Zhun and asked, "Which play do you want to hear?"

As soon as the words were finished, the black paper man turned around slowly. The four big characters "World Peace" on the pointed hat were facing Huo Zhenye, and he couldn't help but take half a step back.

This is Bai Zhun's method, Huo Zhenye said: "Liu Da is not worth it."

"That's not my business." Since Cheng Huang Lu Yin sent it to Qimen, it's his business to catch the golden dangui.

Bai Zhun set up the incense table, made sword fingers with both hands, and held the incense together, with a solemn expression: "Shut up."

Insert the incense into the incense burner, and light the yellow paper as a guide. As soon as the incense is lit, the paper Wuchang trembles and "comes alive", and the paper iron chain in his hand makes a "clank" sound.

Axiu opened the gate, watched Wuchang walk out of the small building of the Bai family, and disappeared as soon as the night fell. In the long alleys of Yuqingli, the sound of an iron lock could only be heard occasionally.

Huo Zhenye looked at Bai Zhun.

It was rare for him to be so quiet, Bai Zhun turned his face sideways: "If you are afraid, get out."

Huo Zhenye took out a handful of melon seeds and walnuts, with that annoying smile on his face again: "It's so boring to wait, have something to eat? Do you want to eat candied cheese? I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

Bai Zhun frowned and loosened his brows, looked at the walnut, Jinkou moved slightly: "Peel off."

Peel it and eat it.

The author has something to say: The paper figurine caught off guard: Yes, a bit embarrassing