Boss, he is no longer a man

When Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan brought Jiaojiao back to Mr. Zhang's studio, both Mr. Zhang and Xiao Xu heaved a sigh of relief.

As if it was a great thing for them to come back safely.

Han Nanjun glanced at Bai Yaoyuan - you ask or should I ask?

Bai Yaoyuan raised his eyebrows - you ask, I'll add.

Han Nanjun nodded, turned his head to look at Zhang Yuanshan, and asked straight to the point: "Old man, who is the third child in the alley?"

After a while, Zhang Yuanshan shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed slowly: "After all, I can't hide it from you..."

Xiao Xu frowned, obviously didn't understand the current situation, let alone how his master could have any connection with that desperado, the third child.

Han Nanjun glanced at Zhang Yuanshan, "Only the Zhang family has the ability to make stippling into a painting. The third child is also a descendant of the Zhang family, the next generation?"

Zhang Yuanshan knocked on the cigarette bag, and said slowly: "He is three, I am two, he is my younger brother."

Both Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan were a little shocked, while Xiao Xu on the other side dropped the teacup in his hand.

Han Nanjun frowned: "Then why does the third child still look like a young man?"

Zhang Yuanshan sighed: "I was expelled from the family back then because I didn't want to accept symbiosis."

"!" Everyone continued to be shocked.

Zhang Yuanshan took a puff of dry cigarette, his eyes were a little erratic, "The Zhang family's ability to paint is actually due to the fact that they have raised a painter. Originally, the painter we enshrined has been in peace, but for some reason, more than ten years ago The painter suddenly put forward the requirement of symbiosis.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yuanshan spit out eye circles, "At that time, I...was quite famous, and the elders in my family persuaded me to agree to this matter. But at that time, I was young and felt that I was out of touch, so I refused. Unexpectedly The painter became angry because of this, and the Zhang family would get sick after picking up a paintbrush for a long time."

Han Nanjun was surprised: "Just because of this, the enshrined painters started to backfire?"

Zhang Yuanshan nodded, "The elders in the family are all anxious, after chatting with the painter... I left the Zhang family.

After that, I heard that the third child was selected as a symbiotic community among the fine points.Then, the year before last, the third child suddenly appeared in Nine Dragons Alley.I went to him, but..."

"He's not the third child anymore, is he?" Bai Yaoyuan leaned lazily by the door, and said, "The painting has succeeded."

Zhang Yuanshan said sadly: "The third child's painting skills are also quite good, but he is too obedient... That's why he ended up like this."

Han Nanjun frowned slightly: "I don't think painting skills are completely taken away."

Zhang Yuanshan immediately looked expectantly at Han Nanjun.

After thinking about it, Han Nanjun said, "The third child I saw on the balcony in the morning had different eyes. If we can find the rules for the two to control their bodies, maybe we can still be saved."

Bai Yaoyuan was stunned for a moment: "You want to arrest the painter?"

Han Nanjun nodded: "The spirit that devours the donor can no longer be called a spirit, and it will be directly annihilated humanitarianly."

Cold and merciless!

Jiaojiao in Bai Yaoyuan's arms shrunk her neck, and whispered to Bai Yaoyuan, "Dad is so scary now, woohoo."

Bai Yaoyuan frightened her, "So don't make your father angry, and be careful that he gives you a gift package of humanitarian annihilation."

"Woo..." This time I really wanted to cry.

Han Nanjun glared at Bai Yaoyuan.

Bai Yaoyuan immediately made a movement of zipping his mouth.

Jiaojiao was also so frightened that she followed Bai Yaoyuan to do this move with tears in her eyes.

Han Nanjun narrowed his eyes——Bai Yaoyuan recently liked the criticism of persecuting him crazily in front of Jiaojiao!

Only now did Xiao Xu slowly react to the end of his digestion, and he stammered and asked Zhang Yuanshan, "Master, master, who is the one who has been staring at us?"

"It's also from the Zhang family. They kept me from painting in order to stare at me." Zhang Yuanshan looked flat, "In addition to being delisted back then, there was another condition that I could no longer paint on canvas."

Han Nanjun suddenly realized: "That's why I chose to open a tattoo studio, so that it doesn't count as painting on canvas."

Zhang Yuanshan nodded, and continued: "The person opposite is the younger generation of the Zhang family. After the third brother and the painter merged, the Zhang family has actually not fallen, and it is not as glorious as the older generation thought."

"Because it's hard to control," Han Nanjun also guessed, "The reason why ghosts need support is to have more space to move freely. Whether it's tree spirits or painting spirits, they can't be too far away from their own body." Far. But as long as someone voluntarily donates their body to form a symbiotic community, these spirits will naturally no longer be willing to continue to make deals with humans."

Xiao Xu frowned, shook his long hair, and continued to ask: "Then the third child, no, the painter, why does he let so many people get tattoos that ordinary people can't bear?"

"It's just blindfolding."

Han Nanjun looked at Zhang Yuanshan and said, "Old man, actually you guessed it the first time you saw Bai Yuanliang bring the blood-eyed ink dragon, right?"

"On the way here, we checked and found out that the Zhang family made a fortune because of the vivid blood-eyed ink dragon picture of the ancestors. That painter should be raised from that painting. Right now, Bai Yuanliang has this painter tattooed on his back. In fact, he was looking for a new accent when he fell in love with the blood-eyed ink dragon.

And the drawing paper that the third child gave to others was all a cover-up, although there was a bit of black air on it, but it didn't have much effect.The most important thing is the ink dragon blood eye tattoo on Bai Yuanliang's body, that's the point.Because only his tattoos cannot be washed off. "

Having said that, Bai Yaoyuan gave a low laugh, and looked at Zhang Yuanshan with a slightly cold gaze, "You haven't told us about this, you are just gambling. Betting that Bai Yuanliang won't be able to hold that Molong's breath, after we investigate Before clarifying the truth, I was taken away by the painter. Then take this opportunity, you go to rescue the third child again, right?"

Mr. Zhang muttered for a long while, but finally said nothing, and nodded heavily.

"Young people are scary..." Zhang Yuanshan smiled wryly, "You guys just went out like this for less than an hour, and you figured out everything. Those young people who dare to tattoo these pictures on their bodies are not innocent. Ma Qian The more scum in the police, the little golden retriever raped a lot of girls before he came to Nine Dragons. It's nothing to make them suffer."

Han Nanjun stood up, unimpressed by Zhang Yuanshan's rhetoric.

Where in the world is there such a bullshit saying that who is more important than whose life.Life and death, just to see who is more people care about.

Those who were deceived by the painters and also got black tattoos on their bodies, even though they were not innocent, their morals were corrupt.However, it is not up to them to decide what is right and wrong.

In life there is the law, in death there is hell.In the end, what has been done will pay off.

"Mr. Zhang," Han Nanjun looked at Zhang Yuanshan coldly and said, "If you want to save the third child, there is actually a better way."

Zhang Yuanshan suddenly became a little excited.

"Yaoyuan is here to accompany you here. You can draw another picture of an ink dragon with blood eyes. I will go to the third child's room and bring him over. Just force the painting essence out of the third child's body." Han Nanjun glanced at it. Glancing at Zhang Yuanshan, "There's no need to affect so many people."

Zhang Yuanshan showed a sorry expression on his face.

Bai Yaoyuan turned his head to look at Nanjun, "I'll go with you to Lao San's place."

Nanjun shook his head, kissed Jiaojiao and said: "Painting essence is yin, and you are also yin. Let's draw with Mr. Zhang here. And the person opposite is probably going to make trouble soon."

Bai Yaoyuan nodded, squeezed his hand, and watched Nanjun disappear into the night at the door.

Turning his head again, Bai Yaoyuan looked at Zhang Yuanshan lazily, and said, "Old man, hurry up."

Zhang Yuanshan woke up like a dream, he was quickly helped up by Xiao Xu, and the two entered the back room.

Bai Yaoyuan looked at the door, and the room at the back was really unique, inside it was neat and tidy, and there were many tools for painting.

Bai Yaoyuan held Jiaojiao in his arms and guarded in the front studio, waiting for the person from the opposite door to come to loosen his muscles.

On the other side, Han Nanjun also jumped to the third child's house again, but this time, he cated directly onto the balcony.

The third child is still painting at this time, and it seems that he should still be a body controlled by Huajing.

After Han Nanjun took out a fixed amulet from his bag, he held it between his index finger and middle finger. Before the blood-eyed ink dragon on the easel could look over, Han Nanjun pulled open the wooden door of the balcony with all his might.

After tumbling through the door, Han Nanjun quickly stuck the amulet on the third child's back, then stood up and grabbed the easel, and after a "click", the easel split into two.

The third child stayed where he was, and although the canvas was torn to pieces, there was still a surge of black energy on the canvas.

Han Nanjun's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, he made a tactic with his hands, and after silently reciting a spell, the black air was split by a thunderbolt from Han Nanjun before it could take shape.

Turning his head again, Han Nanjun met the scarlet eyes of the third child.

Constrained by the temperament of a mortal, the third child now has a body talisman attached to his back, so he is naturally unable to move.

He looked at Han Nanjun with a ferocious face, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you!"

"Your father." Han Nanjun blurted out.

... I felt a little regretful after I finished speaking.

what happened?Why is it the same as Bai Yaoyuan!

Do not talk about the order!

Han Nanjun lowered his eyes and reflected on himself.

When he raised his eyes again, Han Nanjun saw that the third child's expression was much more relaxed, and even the whole person relaxed.

Han Nanjun realized that something was wrong, and was about to make a quick decision. When he quickly took the third child away, he saw the skeleton on the third's arm suddenly moved.

It was clearly a pattern tattooed on his body, but right now it was writhing directly on the third child's body, and even made the sound of "creaking, creaking" bones.

Han Nanjun took off the whip from his waist and looked at Hua Jing solemnly.

"what is this?"

The painter smiled coldly, "A big gift for you!"

As soon as Huajing finished speaking, the skeleton separated from his arm and stood straight in front of Han Nanjun.

After Han Nanjun quickly flicked his whip at the skeleton, the skeleton was instantly shattered.

But before those bones were scattered on the ground for a few seconds, they stood up again in an instant, and attacked Han Nanjun with stiff hands.

Han Nanjun dexterously flashed his left arm to the right, and then made a trick to attract thunder.

But the strange thing is that the thunder fire was summoned, but it couldn't move the skeleton in front of him at all.Moreover, Han Nanjun also noticed that on the ribs of the skeleton, there was also a small statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and a golden dragon engraved. Apart from these two, there were many other densely packed small statues.

Han Nanjun immediately understood that the tattoo drawings given to Ma Qianyue and the others by the painter were not entirely a cover-up. The small figures on those drawings were helping him raise the skeleton hidden in his body!

And this skeleton was formed by the Qi of a living person, so the magic whip and thunder method are naturally useless.

Han Nanjun stared at the painter who couldn't move but looked very complacent.

The painter sneered, "It's just a little Taoist priest, and you still want to catch me? This tattooed skull is a masterpiece I have raised for more than ten years. If you want to kill him completely, you have to completely kill my body." .Zhang Yuanshan will not agree! Hahahaha!"

Han Nanjun looked at the painter expressionlessly, and said coldly, "Why did you kill this skeleton?"

The painter laughed halfway, and suddenly got stuck, "What?"

Han Nanjun resisted the urge to rant, wrapped the magic whip around the skeleton, took out the fairy-binding lock from his schoolbag, and tied the skeleton up like a zongzi.

Hua Jing panicked for a moment, "Didn't you come to save the third child?"

"Yes." Han Nanjun said while tying up.

"Then you still grab the skeleton directly. If the skeleton doesn't die, I won't die either."

"I know."

The painter frowned, what kind of Taoist priest is this?

After tying it up, Han Nanjun picked up the skeleton with one hand, and grabbed the third child by the back of his neck with one hand, "My girl hasn't seen the skeleton yet, so take it home and let her play with it first."

The painter immediately yelled, and many people in the left and right alleys turned on the lights and came out to check.

Chang Nanjun stood on the balcony and slowly frowned as he watched the people surrounding him downstairs.

And the people in the alley, after seeing the skeleton on Nanjun's shoulders and the third child who was being carried like a little chicken, also looked at Han Nanjun and slowly narrowed their eyes.

Han Nanjun licked his lips, imitating Bai Yaoyuan's way of fooling people on weekdays, and said lazily: "The police are handling the case, get out of the way."

The human wall in front did not move at all, and even more people stood there.

Han Nanjun was surprised, why was it wrong when it was his turn to fool around?

Han Nanjun coughed again, and when he was about to speak, Long Zi suddenly squeezed out from the crowd.

Seeing the still struggling skeleton on Han Nanjun's shoulders, Longzi let out a "shit" and immediately prepared to climb up to the balcony to save the third child.

Han Nanjun frowned, and took two steps back. After a dive, he stepped directly on the iron railing on the balcony, and the iron railing was instantly dented into a nest.

Then Han Nanjun let go of the right hand that was supporting the skeleton, grabbed the pipe in the eaves, turned over and stood on the roof.

And when the skeleton was about to fall with gravity, Han Nanjun immediately grabbed the magic whip in his hand and carried the skeleton on his shoulder again.

After all the movements, the third child couldn't move at all on Han Nanjun's left hand.

Everyone in the alley looked dumbfounded.

The moving skeleton in this young man's hand is not very scientific, and the movement of carrying the person into the room just now is even more unscientific!

He he he he...he can fly! ?

When Han Nanjun was about to say something, he saw the red and blue warning lights flashing in the distance, and suddenly smiled, praising Bai Yaoyuan for his cleverness.

"Ma Qianyue, don't hide, Qi Yan will be here soon."

Ma Qianyue, who was about to run away in the crowd, heard this, pulled out the gun from his waist and pointed it at Han Nanjun, "Who dares to pretend to be a policeman?"

The appearance of righteous words made Han Nanjun feel that there was something wrong with him.

Han Nanjun shook his head, turned around and ran on the eaves, "Ma Qianyue, if I were you, I wouldn't draw my gun."

Ma Qianyue frowned in confusion. Before he knew what was going on, Qi Yan's voice sounded in his right ear: "Captain Ma, I'm free. Come to Nine Dragons at night?"

After the police arrived, the people in Nine Dragons immediately dispersed, coaxed them to run and went home.

Ma Qianyue laughed dryly, "Come and have a look."

Qi Yan took out the handcuffs.

Ma Qianyue took two steps back, "No way, Captain Qi, is there any problem visiting Nine Dragons?"

Qi Yan had no expression on his face. After handcuffing Ma Qianyue, he said coldly, "It's okay to visit the Nine Dragons, but it's a bit more problematic to be a concubine with the biggest drug dealer in this city."

After Qi Yanyang finished speaking, he showed the photo in Yang's hand, which was a photo of Ma Qianyue and Sister Hong getting their tattoos taken secretly by Han Nanjun just now in the stairwell, and there was also a recording of the conversation between the two about drugs.

This was sent to Bai Yaoyuan by Han Nanjun. It is estimated that Bai Yaoyuan had just sent it to Qi Yan, asking him to come and arrest him.By the way, it is also convenient to divert the attention of the painters and facilitate their actions.

Ma Qianyue cursed secretly, and was turned away by Qi Yan's men the next second.

Liu Xian also jumped out from behind Qi Yan at this moment, and looked at the place where Han Nanjun was standing just now with some doubts, "Did Nanjun just carry a person in his hand? Then the one on his shoulder, the one that can move is what?"

Qi Yan paused, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a skeleton."

Liu Xian's eyes lit up immediately, "Hey, then you are busy, I'm going to find Xiaonan County."

Qi Yan immediately grabbed the hat of Liu Xian's down jacket, and pulled him back: "The one who promised to accompany me to arrest people, what Xiaonan County is. Show me little Qi Yan."

Liu Xian rolled his eyes, and had no choice but to follow Qi Yan complainingly to catch those who had problems in Nine Dragons.

Han Nanjun also returned to Zhang Yuanshan's studio with one person and one skeleton at this time.

As soon as he entered the door, Han Nanjun's mouth twitched when he saw the people lying all over the room - Bai Yaoyuan was not idle just now.

Bai Yaoyuan also raised his eyebrows when he saw the person Han Nanjun was arresting - his family's Xiaonan County was getting more and more careless.Look at this momentum!

After the two saw sparks in each other's eyes, Jiaojiao had already run to Han Nanjun's leg, looking curiously at the skeleton on her father's shoulder.

Han Nanjun threw the skeleton on the ground, and Jiaojiao immediately squatted down and poked left and right.

The skeleton couldn't speak either, black air was bubbling out from the place Jiaojiao poked.

The scene was very eerie and frightening.

After Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan entered a room inside, in the corner of the studio outside, a person lying down immediately got up and ran.

Jiaojiao didn't turn her head back, she slapped her hand in the air, the man was thrown so hard that his head almost fell off, and he lay powerlessly on the ground.

Jiaojiao poked the skeleton with a smile, she looked very happy.

After Han Nanjun carried the painting into the back studio, Zhang Yuanshan was almost finished.

Han Nanjun was surprised, "So fast?"

Zhang Yuanshan shook his wrist and nodded, "The Zhang family, the blood-eyed black dragon picture is the basic skill."

Han Nanjun put the painter on the chair, and the painter sneered when he saw Zhang Yuanshan, "Are you looking for helpers to save your brother? It's a waste of effort. The skeleton outside won't die, and I won't be annihilated."

Zhang Yuanshan frowned at him, then turned his eyes to Han Nanjun for help.

Han Nanjun raised his chin at Bai Yaoyuan.

Bai Yaoyuan looked at his present airy and clever appearance, laughed and went to run errands for him.

Bai Yaoyuan raised the door curtain, and lazily said to the painter, "Open your eyes wide and look at your skeleton."

The painter turned his head strangely, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened in disbelief.

His skeleton was lying on the ground, and there were many small black holes on the bones.A little girl in a beautiful little black dress squatted next to the skull of the skeleton, poking her fingers vigorously.As long as the girl pokes it, a black hole will immediately appear on the bone.

Han Nanjun said coldly: "Jiaojiao is a ghost child, conceived from the mother's body. Your skeleton, which is raised with energy, is naturally invincible."

Painting mental color is a little flustered.

"Using the body of the third child for so many years is enough," Bai Yaoyuan said leaning against the door, "Did we force you out, or did you come out by yourself?"

The painter suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a grim face: "The third child is already in poor health, he is going to die soon! You are killing him by forcing me out now! Why do you think I am looking for a new host? It’s because the third child is dying! Hahahaha, you saved him, and he’s dying too!”

Han Nanjun couldn't see this painter's insane appearance. After looking at Bai Yaoyuan, he got up directly and tore off the amulet on his body.

Huajing thought she was free, and when she was about to explode, Bai Yaoyuan snapped his fingers, and the whole room was darkened, with a gust of wind.

Xiao Xu trembled twice in fear, and quickly hid behind Zhang Yuanshan—this scene is so unmaterialistic!

The painter didn't react at first, but when he realized that he was being sucked into the painting Zhang Yuanshan had just finished by a strong suction force, he realized that he was going to be locked in the painting again.

"Don't! I don't want to be locked in the painting anymore! Let me out!! Let me out!!" Before the painter finished speaking, he was sucked into the ink painting on the table again.

And after he entered, the ink dragon in the ink painting seemed to be alive, and started to wander around violently, as if trying to knock the canvas away.

At the same time, the third child's body began to age rapidly after the painting essence was separated from the body. His hair became white in an instant, and the wrinkles on his face also increased.

Looking at it this way, Zhang Yuanshan and Zhang Yuanshan are really like two brothers.

Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun asked Jiaojiao to destroy the painting in order to prevent the painter from causing trouble again.

So Liu Xian hurried over to watch the excitement after following Qi Yan, and only saw a skeleton covered in black holes that seemed to be about to disappear, a painting full of black holes but with extraordinary painting skills, and Jiaojiao squatting Between the skeleton and the painting, there is a small figure poked with joy.

Liu Xian was so angry that he turned his head and stepped on Qi Yan.

"It's all your fault!"

Qi Yan greeted Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan, a little dumbfounded, "Blame me?"

"If it wasn't for you, I would have been able to see skeletons!"

Qi Yan had no choice but to say, "I'll take you to our forensic room in a while, you'll have a good time!"

"Can it be the same! Can the moving and the non-moving be the same!"

Here Liu Xian and Qi Yan are arguing, and the third child is also dressed in thick clothes under the service of Zhang Yuanshan and Xiao Xu, and slowly wakes up.

Han Nanjun gave Zhang Yuanshan and Xiao Xu a few talisman papers, and asked them to take the third child to check his body, and then put the talisman papers under the pillow where the third child slept to suppress the soul.

The third child also looked at Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan gratefully, saying that he knew that he might be saved during the day.

Han Nanjun blinked and asked, "How do you and Huajing divide and control your body time?"

The third child said slowly: "Actually, I don't have the chance usually, but he was too tired to draw drawings and raise skeletons a while ago, so I can use my body every morning during this time."

Han Nanjun and Bai Yaoyuan finally figured it out.

Afterwards, the Nine Dragons Alley was thoroughly investigated because of the perfect excuse of Ma Qianyue, the ghost in the police station.Officially, it has changed from a three-way area to the jurisdiction of the Southern District Police Department.

Before she was arrested, Sister Hong also proposed to take one last look at the third child.

Liu Xian was also bad, so he directly asked Qi Yan to take Miss Hong to the studio of the old man Zhang Yuanshan, and saw the third queen who had become an octogenarian.Sister Hong passed over directly, and after waking up, she also confessed to the drug deal she had done.

A look that has no love in life.

At the same time, Bai Yuanliang also woke up in the hospital, but not long after he woke up, he was taken into prison by the police.

It turned out that Bai Yuanliang, a naive boy, bought Sister Hong's life from the third child.

He didn't know that Sister Hong was a tool for Hua Jing's subordinates to help drug dealers and get money, and she foolishly blatantly said that she wanted to take down the entire underground drug market in Shanghai.And during the Chinese New Year, the lack of energy is not a ghost, it is simply excessive indulgence and drug abuse.

Therefore, this kind of youthful, vigorous and stupid person is naturally used by painters and becomes the next "perfect" accent.

Fortunately, Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun discovered all this in time.

After the incident at the Nine Dragons Alley was over, Bai Yaoyuan and Han Nanjun hadn't had a full day's rest when they were called back to the academy by Liu Xian in a hurry.

When he arrived at the office, Liu Xian was speechless and impatient, "Something happened to Ye Cunxin, let's go and have a look together."

Han Nanjun blinked, apparently not knowing who Ye Cunxin was.

On the other hand, Bai Yaoyuan sneered speechlessly, "Since when did Ye Cunxin not have an accident..."

Liu Xian picked up the car keys, "Let's go."

Bai Yaoyuan shrugged and had no choice but to keep up. On the way, he told Han Nanjun about the "special non-staff personnel" in the academy.

The author has something to say: Ye Cunxin: What do you mean I never had an accident?Ah - grass, who is it!Who put the banana peel on the ground!

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The next unit "The Whole Corpse" I feel is still a very warm and touching small unit, continue to play!

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