Wanjie takeaway

When you eat, what you eat is the atmosphere.

After all, whether it is Wu Shulan or Fu Snake, they can live without eating anything, but food will bring joyful feelings, cheerful sight, hearing, smell and taste multiple enjoyment, and they can live a better life when they have the opportunity. In better times, there is no shortage of ingredients, venues, and atmosphere, and they don't have to refuse.

Wei Dao sat on the side, not ready to move his chopsticks.

He didn't even want to touch the fish steak.

Wu Shulan ate very slowly, not even a drop of soup splashed on the table, nor took the opportunity to move towards Wei Dao.

Fu She sat upright, raised her hand and opened her mouth unhurriedly, eating a lot without knowing it, with a small bowl in front of her.

The small bowl is filled with yellow sesame oil, bright red chili powder, colorful crushed sweet peppers, white and tender chili seeds, green chives, thick white soup, chopped Zheer root, whole slices The light and refreshing coriander leaves are pressed with shredded purple ginger and white granulated garlic.

Stir well - and you've got a bowl of richly colored and tangy dip!

Fu Snake doesn't eat scraps, but the dipping sauce must be rich, beautiful and tasty.

When they finished eating, Fu Snake's cell phone was turned off several times.

However, it is annoying to talk about things after eating, at least, Fu Snake is like this.

So he didn't connect right away, but ate a little faster.

When putting down the bowl, Fu Snake looked at the food on the table and sighed, looked at the phone, got up and left the table with the phone that turned on again.

There is still a lot of food. It's a pity that I haven't finished eating, but I can still eat a lot.

Things really rushed.

Fu Snake answered several different calls, and his originally slightly relaxed face gradually became serious and silent following the other party's words. Finally, he hung up the phone, waited for a while, no new calls came in, and turned off the screen , Sitting on the sofa in the living room, the TV is still playing cartoons with mild colors, and the sound is not interrupted.

Fu Snake's expression was depressed and silent.

Wu Shulan also finished eating, and the rest probably belonged to Wei Jiaojiao and the red-skinned rabbit. If they are not hungry now, they can put them away and leave them in the gourmet store for slop or fertilizer.

That's another story.

After eating a meal, Wu Shulan's pale complexion recovered a bit after all, and it looked a little rosy. The rosiness disappeared quickly before it stabilized. His cheeks continued to turn pale. The normal mix of dryness and sick redness is gone, neither on the face nor in the ears.

It's hard to stay in a good mood.

Wei Dao opened his half-closed eyes, saw Wu Shuyan put down his hands, and asked, "Going out?"

Wu Shulan glanced out, he didn't really want to be in the same room with Fu Snake.

However, he didn't really want to stay far away from Wei Dao, especially when he watched Wei Dao pass by and sit next to others, the huge gap in his heart was very uncomfortable.

Wu Shulan nodded.

Wei Dao got up and stood beside him for a comparison. Wu Shulan stretched out his hand to him, and Wei Dao pulled him up.

Wu Shulan turned into a small silk pendant with three heads and body, which fell into the palm of Wei Dao, blinked his eyes, and then fell into a drowsy sleepiness, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Wei Dao looked at his clothes, hung the small pendant that Wu Shulan turned into by his arm, and walked out.

Sitting next to Fu Snake, Wei Dao watched the TV show, then looked at Fu Snake's expression, not in the mood to continue watching, and asked, "Dead?"

Fu Snake responded.

Mu Xiaomei died not long after hanging up the phone.

To be precise, when the police officers who got the news from Fu Snake and rushed to check the situation arrived at their destination and knocked on the door, no one opened it, and finally broke in to find someone, Mu Xiaomei was already dead, her body was cold, half In a stiff state, the whole person was curled up on the bed, as if he wanted to hit the wall. There was no obvious scar on his forehead, but there was a bleeding scar on his wrist, which was scabbed.

The test result was suicide.There was no sign of anyone else in the house.Neighbors around have never seen strangers coming in and out.

There was a huge panic expression on the face of the deceased, his face was blue, his lips were slightly parted, as if he wanted to breathe fresh air. Looking at it this way, he seemed to be suffocated, and he seemed to be frightened.

There was sweat on his forehead, and a small blade that had been used and still covered in blood could not be fully closed and was placed under the pillow. Somehow, he scratched his cheek and almost hurt his eye.

"The cause of death...Mu Xiaomei gouged out her eyes, covered her ears, her hair and blood clotted together."

After Fu Snake finished speaking, she was silent for a while, and then said the next sentence.

Wei Dao didn't urge him, he spoke more and more slowly, and then stopped, completely silent.

After a long time, Fu Snake sighed, and from the corner of her eye, she suddenly saw the pendant that Wu Shuyao turned into dangling on Wei Dao's arm sleeve. Great changes have taken place.

I almost forgot what I wanted to say.

Fu Snake thought for a while and asked Wei, "Does the Immortal have any other ideas?"

If it was said that it was because of Mu Xiaomei that he was planning to rush over to stop this kind of continuous death, now he just thinks that it is better for this kind of thing to disappear. Mu Xiaomei is already dead. There may still be deaths.

Instead of waiting until death comes, it is better to chase the source in advance and completely prevent the danger from falling around.

Besides, Mu Xiaomei had been an acquaintance for so many years, and she died so easily, she couldn't remain indifferent.

Wei Dao replied: "Maybe, the next one is the pair of little girls?"

Fu Snake thought for a while, but couldn't remember what the two little girls looked like.

He looked at Wu Shulan's pendant and asked, "How about sending him to the hospital?"

Wei Dao fiddled with the stable pendant and said, "Who will go? Who won't go?"

Wu Shulan dangled Wei Dao's arm sleeve, his blue eyes turned into two circles, and landed on the sofa with a bang, hugging Wei Dao's arm, and said in a low voice: "Don't shake!" Yes, dizzy."

Wei Dao smiled, and asked Fu Snake, "Look, does he look like he can go?"

Fu She frowned, shook her head and said with a smile: "But, we can't just let him leave like this forever, what if something happens?"

Wu Shulan muttered, "I'm in charge!"

You do it at your own peril.

Wei Dao said, "Look up, look up at Fu Snake."

Wu Shuyun just looked up at Wei Dao.

Fu Snake smiled and said, "He doesn't want to see my face."

Wei Dao asked Wu Shuyun: "Going to the hospital?"

Wu Shu grunted and refused.

He held Wei Dao's arm as if he was holding a pillar, spinning around, just in such a stable and unshakable position.

You have to hug it tightly, so you won't be afraid of falling to the ground and shaking together.

Truly a drowning straw.

Wei Dao sighed, and asked again: "Then I'll treat you?"

Wu Shu responded lazily.

Fu She sighed and shook her head. She had no confidence in Wei Dao's treatment, but she also had a subtle gloat in her heart, wanting to see how Wu Shulan would be treated by Wei Dao.

At that time, if you regret it, it will be fun~

Wei Dao raised the corners of his lips and asked: "In this case, you can't regret it, you know?"

Fu Snake responded without any strength, and it took a long time to finish a sentence: "I am responsible."

well.

When you regret it, you have to take responsibility yourself!

Wei Dao looked at the gourmet store and asked Wei Jiaojiao: "Do you know what the operating room looks like? Come and show me one. If it's suitable, I won't look for anything else."

Wei Jiaojiao tilted her head, groaned at the gourmet shop, and then turned her head to show Weidao a virtual holographic room model.

Turned 360 degrees, it looks good, and the whole body is cloud gray and cold.

Waydo nodded.

Fu Snake asked, "Do you want my help?"

Wei Dao looked at Wu Shulan, Wu Shulan gave Fu Snake a soft look, turned into a pendant, and hung on Weidao's sleeve again.

Fu Snake smiled and said, "Okay. He doesn't need my help."

However, Fu Snake smiled at Wei Dao again: "If the Immortal Elder needs help, please call me at any time."

Wei Dao nodded, and the two looked at each other and smiled, inexplicably as if they had suddenly reached some kind of mysterious deal that didn't need to be said in front of Wu Shulan.

Wu Shu shook dissatisfiedly, and trembled while holding Wei Dao's button.

Fu Snake took a look at Wu Shulan, and said to Wei Dao, "Go and deal with Wu Shulan, I'll deal with other things."

Waydo nodded.

Gourmet store, operating room.

Wei Dao asked Wu Shulan to lie down on the bed. Wu Shulan clutched his forehead and grabbed the edge of the bed. He couldn't lie down by himself. The water source, struggling to breathe without relief, frequently flapping fins and tails, opening and closing gills is similar to a bad little fish.

If you really want to have surgery, everything here is also readily available.

However, Wei Dao looked at Wu Shulan and didn't intend to operate on him. The main reason was that he was not very skilled.Moreover, it is not convenient to clean the blood splashed all over the body. Thinking about it, it is dirty and troublesome.

Wei Dao looked around, moved a chair, sat on the edge of the bed, lay down on Wu Shulan's head, knocked him unconscious with a bang.

Wei Dao looked at it, and it happened that there was no need for anesthesia.

He also closed his eyes, pressed Wu Shulan's forehead, and tried to construct a dream.

The location of the dream was still the operating room, without any change. Wu Shu lay lazily on the bed, as if dead.

Wei Dao sat next to Wu Shulan, opened his eyes, and suddenly a black mist billowed around him, filling the air from the gaps everywhere, gradually rising from the ankles to the neck, and then blocking the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, like a calm and dangerous The tide will rise above the head, and it may be possible to suffocate.

There may also be other means of death.

Wei Dao didn't take the knife, he still sat by the bed, pressed Wu Shulan's forehead, and closed his eyes.

Weak flames roared from the tip of Wei Dao's hair to his whole body.