"Once a person gets older, the bones in his body no longer look like his own..."
The old magic stick pushed himself up from the blue quilt and leaned his waist on the pillow that was also blue.
The furnishings in the single ward are simple, and the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant.
He pulled out a pack of Zou Baba's cigarettes from under his pillow, turned to Li Changan and asked:
"Is there a fire?"
But then the cigarette case was snatched away.
"No smoking allowed in the hospital!"
His current wife said angrily and threw the cigarette box into the trash can.
Li Changan spread his hands, wondering whether he meant there was no lighter or something else.
The old magician could only smile helplessly at his wife.
"I'm not okay..."
He was telling the truth. He was old, and he followed Li Changan around for a day, during which he ran into a big stimulus like Bai Xiuye. When he was at the police station, he relaxed a little and immediately fainted. Director Wang was considered his loyal "believer" and immediately put him into the intensive care unit. After the doctor checked, there was nothing serious and he was transferred back to the single ward.
But the words were not finished.
"What do you mean it's okay! You know how much I..."
His wife wiped away tears as she spoke, and a young man next to her continued:
"Dad, do you know how worried we were when we received the call from Director Wang? Mom was almost dizzy at the time. I canceled all my schedule and flew here. Can you..."
Although the young man complained a lot, the concern in his expression could not be faked.
Li Changan raised his head and looked out the window. The sun was setting in the west. It was almost time. He no longer disturbed others' enjoyment of family happiness and said goodbye and left the room.
As soon as I came out, I saw Zhang Qian sitting on the medical chair in the corridor, with a basin of cold hot water at her feet.
How long Zhang Suxuan had been sleeping, how long she had taken care of him without clothes, and how long Li Changan had been watching over him.
Li Changan pointed to the door, Zhang Qian smiled and shook her head.
He walked over and sat next to her and asked suddenly.
"Captain Zhang."
"Um."
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"ah?"
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Li Changan doesn't like bars.
The nightclub was too noisy and the music made him sick to his stomach; the bar was too elegant and the atmosphere made him uncomfortable.
All in all, he considered himself a layman. Ordinary people, drinking is not about loving the wine, but about loving the atmosphere. Therefore, he still prefers barbecue stalls and food stalls. Of course, spending time with two or three close friends is also a good choice.
Captain Zhang seems to be the same way.
She took off her police uniform and put on a black waist-length dress. Her hair was permed into big waves and draped over her shoulders. She put on lipstick, eye shadow, and light makeup to cover up her tired face.
But she was really uncomfortable. She would flip her hair and adjust her clothes from time to time, as if she was always worried about something wrong with her makeup. She was as embarrassed as a little girl on a first date.
Li Changan looked funny and comforted:
"Don't be so nervous, just treat it as a casual chat between friends. Look at me..."
He stood up and turned around, still wearing the same clothes he had worn for two days.
"Hi."
Zhang Qian couldn't help laughing, and sighed self-deprecatingly, took out a hair tie and tied the wavy curls into a single ponytail.
"I'm not afraid of your jokes." Zhang Qian relaxed and regained her true colors as a tough policewoman. "I haven't had a date in a long time. I suddenly went out and I was very nervous."
"IM about the same."
Li Changan sat down with a smile and drank a drink with her.
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Li Changan is not good at words, but Captain Zhang is a person who likes to speak with actions. It's really boring for these two people to get together.
In the final analysis, so far, apart from Bai Xiuye's case, the only intersection between the two has been the old stickman.
But Captain Zhang won't talk about these things, and Li Chang'an won't ask. This can be regarded as a tacit understanding.
The wine is halfway through the tour.
Li Changan's nose twitched slightly, and then he suddenly asked:
"Do you know why I chose this bar?"
Zhang Qian was stunned and said hesitantly: "The environment here is quite quiet?"
"No." Li Changan shook his head, his tone somewhat meaningful, "It's because the back alley of this bar is remote and quiet."
"What?"
Zhang Qian was slightly confused and didn't understand why Li Changan said that.
"It's nothing." Li Changan didn't explain, but just pointed to her mobile phone.
"I forgot my cell phone. Can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?"
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Pushing open the iron door, Li Changan stepped into the back alley of the bar.
The back alley is neither wide nor narrow, and can probably accommodate a small car. As Li Changan said, a secluded dead end.
Li Changan did not make a call. Instead, he stuffed his phone into his pocket and slowly took off the sword pouch he had always carried with him.
The street lights in the back alleys are old, and the lights occasionally light up for a few seconds, and then there is a long period of darkness. During this period, the only light came from the diffuse reflection from the thick clouds above the city.
In the darkness, there was a night wind blowing, and there seemed to be some kind of power in the slight call.
Li Changan put the scabbard on his waist and suddenly spoke. His tone was leisurely, as if he were talking to an old friend.
"No matter what kind of spell, whether it's nightmare victory, curse, beheading or even stabbing a villain, you need something to confirm the target. The birth date and real name of the advanced point, and the hair, flesh and nails of the low-level point. So what positioning does your voodoo use? Woolen cloth?"
Li Changan turned his head and saw a thin man wearing a loose hooded sweatshirt standing in the back alley with his head lowered.
"Then I thought about it, it's the smell, right?"
"But things like smell are easy to lose. Nowadays, people change clothes and shower frequently. How can we ensure that the smell is always there? What things will be carried around all the time and will not be washed?"
"The answer is already simple - mobile phones."
Li Changan looked coldly at the thin man opposite.
"Am I right?"
"Bai Xiuye!"
Hearing this, the man suddenly raised his head, the street lights turned on in time, and Li Changan's hand gripped the scabbard a little tighter.
Bai Xiuye's human skin had long been abandoned in the shabby house, but what was under the hood at this time was not flesh and blood, but various insects entangled with each other. In the swarm of squirming insects, two eyes floated up and down, and suddenly squeezed into His forehead rolled down to his chin. These are not human eyes, but simply observation tools.
"Is this what is called sacrificing the last thing? Bai... No, it's not Bai Xiuye anymore. What's here is just a 'gu' who is just looking for the smell to harm people."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Bai Xiuye" suddenly rushed towards Li Changan.
"Can't you even seek good fortune and avoid misfortune?"
Li Changan looked at it coldly, waved his hand and threw a small sword, hitting it in the throat.
"Bai Xiuye" just made a movement, and a large number of bugs were peeled off from the sword part, and fell to the ground mixed with the small sword.
It seemed to still have some wisdom left. It knew Li Changan's power from this sword and no longer rushed forward recklessly.
It suddenly raised its hands, moved to the mouth in the middle of its face and let out a weird scream.
After that, there was a disgusting "buzzing" sound.
Li Changan looked up and saw a dark cloud pressing down over the back alley.
If you look carefully, you will see that wherever there are dark clouds, there are clearly dense mosquitoes and flies.
Immediately afterwards.
There was another subtle rustling sound coming from all around.
Li Changan raised his eyes and looked around. From the shadow of the wall, from the corner of the alley, and from the top of the wall, layers of spiders, ants, and centipedes emerged.
Finally, there was another "hissing" sound.
Looking down, I saw endless venomous snakes tangled and squirming in the drainage ditch.
This time, it's really a dragnet that makes it impossible to escape.
But there was no trace of panic on Li Changan's face. Instead, he laughed.
"Do you know why I chose this bar, this back alley?"
The other party remained silent, but Li Changan also answered by himself:
"Because this place is quiet and remote, and..." He took out a talisman and lit it in his hand. Instead of throwing it at "Bai Xiuye", he threw it towards the wall.
"...Because there are ignition pipes here."
"The wind is coming!"
Suddenly, flames burst out and strong winds surged.
The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire. The scarlet flames immediately engulfed the entire alley.
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The wind whipped into flames, creating a tornado of flames in the back alley.
Under such a wind and fire, no matter how many insects there are, they are just fuel and will eventually turn into fly ash.
After a while, a stronger wind joined the alley, and the wind became stronger, which actually tore out the flames.
After the wind extinguished the flames, it suddenly stopped, leaving only a few embers on the ground and flying ashes scattered all over the sky.
Li Changan stepped out of the ashes, unscathed.
He walked up to "Bai Xiuye". At this time, "Bai Xiuye" had been burned into a blackened corpse by the flames, but he was still lingering. There was a faint red light in his chest, and some burnt insects kept peeling off his body, struggling to squirm towards Li Changan.
Li Changan unsheathed his sword and looked down.
The charred corpse still reached out to Li Changan unyieldingly, but as soon as he raised his hand, the insect corpse on his hand shook down. Before it could touch Li Changan, only a burnt bone remained, which was eventually broken off. land.
Poor, hateful, sad and hateful.
Thoughts swirled in my mind, but in the end I didn't say anything.
In the final analysis, Li Changan is just a wild Taoist. He has no way of judging right from wrong or determining cause and effect. He can only do whatever he wants.
He raised his sword and stabbed it into his chest.
The charred corpse that was holding on to life finally trembled twice and collapsed, leaving only a small piece of red crystal hanging on the tip of the sword.
Suddenly.
Li Changan's face felt a little cold.
"Wow."
A sudden rainstorm.
It was raining heavily at that time. After extinguishing the remaining flames and dispersing the scorched smell, even the residue on the ground was carried by the rain and rolled into the sewer.
Li Changan sheathed his sword and turned around to go back.
He returned to Zhang Qian and handed back the phone.
Captain Zhang noticed traces of water on his body.
"What about you?"
"It's raining."
She looked up and watched several staff members running in the direction where Li Changan came from.
"What about them?"
"Oh, their gas pipe burst."
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Once "Bai Xiuye" died, things became calm and there were no more disturbances.
Li Changan also got his wish and recuperated at home. Every day, I watch TV, surf the Internet, play games, and go out for a walk when the sun is shining. My life is so pleasant.
It is said that his physical fitness is ridiculously good. Ordinary people are likely to be left with injuries that will last a lifetime. In his case, he recovered within a few months, but the various parts of his body seemed ready to move because they had not moved for a long time.
This morning, he had already gotten up.
I ran for a few hours in the morning, then went home and had breakfast.
Turning his head, he saw a bloated figure blocking the sunlight from the window.
But it was Boss Wu who pulled back the glass and stared blankly outside.
Li Changan walked over and took a look. As expected, it was the mother and daughter who had just moved downstairs. Ever since they moved here, Mr. Wu has been looking like this all day long.
I don't know whether to say that he is infinitely young or that his lust is immortal.
Li Changan shook his head, too lazy to care about this matter.
He flexed his muscles and led the group of ghosts to clean up everything in the room and refrigerator. Then, organize your sword and various items.
Last night, he had a dream.
It's time to hit the road again.
