Seventy-two Changes of the Evil Spirits

"Once a person gets older, his body is not like his own..."

The old **** stick propped himself up from the blue quilt and leaned his waist on the same blue pillow.

The furnishings in the single ward are simple, and the air is full of the smell of disinfectant.

He took out a pack of Zou Baba's cigarette case from under his pillow, and turned his head to ask Li Changan:

"Is there a fire?"

But then the cigarette case was snatched away.

"Smoking is not allowed in the hospital!"

His current wife said angrily, and threw the cigarette case into the trash can.

Li Changan opened his hands, wondering if he said there was no lighter or what other meaning.

The old **** stick had to smile helplessly at his wife.

"I'm not all right..."

He was telling the truth. He was getting older, and he ran with Li Changan for a day, during which time he ran into Bai Xiuye's big excitement. At the police station, the person slackened slightly and fainted immediately. Director Wang was regarded as his loyal "believer" and immediately put him in the intensive care unit. After the doctor's examination, there was no serious problem, and he was transferred back to the single ward.

But the words are not finished.

"What does it mean to be okay! You know how much I..."

His wife wiped her tears as she spoke, and a young guy next to him continued:

"Dad, do you know how worried we were when we received a call from Wang Ju? Mom was almost dizzy at the time. I turned off all the schedule and flew over. Can you..."

Although the young man complained, the concern in his expression was not false.

Li Changan raised his head and looked out the window. The sun was slanting and the time was almost up. He stopped disturbing others to enjoy the family happiness and left the room.

As soon as I went 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 slept, how long she took care of her, and how long Li Changan stayed on the sidelines.

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?"

"what?"

……………………

Li Changan doesn't like bars.

The nightclub is too noisy, and the music makes him nauseous; the clear bar is too elegant and he stays uncomfortable.

All in all, he considers himself a layman. Lay, drinking is not love wine, but love the atmosphere. Therefore, he still prefers barbecue stalls and food stalls. Of course, two or three confidants are also a good choice.

Captain Zhang seems to be the same.

She took off the police uniform and put on a black tunic long dress, her hair curled into big waves and draped over her shoulders, she wore lipstick, drew eyeshadow, and wore a light makeup to cover her tired face.

But she is really uncomfortable. From time to time, she tickles her hair and tidy up her clothes, as if she is always worried about what is wrong with her makeup, and she is as embarrassed as a little **** a first date.

Li Changan looked funny and comforted:

"Don't be so nervous, just as a gathering among friends for small talk, look at me..."

He stood up and turned around, still wearing the same clothes that had been worn for two days.

"Hi."

Zhang Qian couldn't help but laughed, and then sighed a little self-deprecatingly, took out a hair loop and curled the waves into a single ponytail.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes." Zhang Qian relaxed, and recovered her true color. "I haven't dated for a long time, and I suddenly came out once, very nervous."

"IM about the same."

Li Changan smiled and sat down and had a drink with her.

………………

Li Changan is not good at words, and Captain Zhang is a person who likes to speak with actions. The two got together, it was really boring.

After all, so far, apart from Bai Xiuye's case, the only intersection between the two is the old **** stick.

However, Captain Zhang would not say about these things, nor would Li Changan ask them. This was considered a tacit understanding.

Wine to a half tour.

Li Changan's nose moved slightly, and then suddenly asked:

"Do you know why I chose this bar?"

Zhang Qian was stunned, and hesitated and said, "This house is pretty quiet?"

"No." Li Changan shook his head, with a somewhat meaningful tone, "because the back alley of this bar is remote and quiet."

"what?"

Zhang Qian was slightly at a loss, not understanding why Li Changan said so.

"Nothing." Li Changan didn't explain, but pointed to her mobile phone.

"I forgot to bring my cell phone. Can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?"

………………

Pushing open the iron door, Li Changan stepped into the back alley of the bar.

The back alleys are neither wide nor narrow, and can probably accommodate small cars. As Li Changan said, a dead end with no one.

Li Changan didn't make a call. Instead, he stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket and slowly solved the sword pouch he had been carrying with him.

The street lights in the back alleys are old, the lights are occasionally lit for a few seconds, and then there is a long period of darkness. During the period, the only light came from the diffuse reflection of the thick clouds above the city.

In the dimness, there was night wind cruising, and in the slight voice, it seemed that there was some power accumulated.

Li Changan put the scabbard around his waist and suddenly spoke. He has a leisurely tone, as if talking to an old friend.

"No matter what spells, nightmare victory, curse, head drop, or even piercing the villain, you need something to confirm the target, high-level birth date, real name, low-level hair and flesh nails, then what positioning does your Gu technique use? Woolen cloth?"

Li Changan turned his head, a thin man wearing a loose hooded sweater, standing with his head down in the back alley.

"Later I thought about it, it's the smell, right?"

"But smells are easy to fall off. Now that people change clothes and bathe frequently, how can they ensure that the smell is always there? What things will always be with them and will not be cleaned?"

"The answer is already very simple-cell phone."

Li Changan looked at the thin man opposite with cold eyes.

"Am I right?"

"Bai Xiuye!"

Hearing this, the man suddenly raised his head, the street light was turned on at the right time, and Li Changan's hand holding the scabbard tightened a bit.

Bai Xiuye’s human skin has long been abandoned in the ruined house, but at this time, it is not flesh and blood under the hood, but all kinds of entangled insects. In the squirming insect swarm, two eyeballs floated and floated, and they squeezed into it. His forehead rolled down to his chin. This is not a human eye, but a simple observation tool.

"Is this the so-called sacrifice of the last thing? Bai...no, it's not Bai Xiuye ​​anymore, here is just a ‘Gu’ who simply seeks the smell to harm people."

When the voice fell, the "Bai Xiuye" suddenly rushed towards Li Changan.

"Isn't it possible to avoid bad luck?"

Li Changan waited coldly and waved a small sword to hit its throat.

"Bai Xiuye" was just a movement, and a large number of insects were stripped off from the part of the middle sword, mixed with a small sword and fell on the ground.

It seems that there is still some wisdom left, knowing Li Changan's power from this sword, and no longer rushing forward recklessly.

It suddenly raised its hands and moved to the mouth in the middle of its face and let out a weird scream.

Afterwards, there was a disgusting "buzzing" sound.

Li Changan looked up and saw a dark cloud over the back alley.

Take a closer look, where there are dark clouds, it is clear that there are dense mosquitoes and flies.

Immediately afterwards.

There was a close sibling sound from all around.

Li Changan raised his eyes and looked around. From the shadow of the wall, from the corner of the alley, from the wall, layers of spiders, ants, and centipedes emerged.

Finally, there was another "hiss" sound.

Looking down, I saw endless venomous snakes entangled and wriggled in the drain.

At this moment, it is really hard to escape with the nets and wings.

But Li Changan didn't show any panic on his face, he laughed instead.

"Do you know why I chose this bar, this back alley?"

The other party was silent, but Li Changan also replied to himself:

"Because it is quiet and remote, and..." He took out a talisman and ignited it, but instead of throwing it at "Bai Xiuye", he threw it at the root of the wall.

"...Because there is a burning pipe here."

"The wind is coming!"

Suddenly, the flames raged and the wind surged.

The fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire, and the scarlet flames immediately engulfed the entire alley.

………………

The wind engulfed the flames, and a flame tornado wound up in the back alley.

Under such turmoil, no matter how many insects are just fuel, they will eventually turn into fly ash.

After a while, a stronger wind joined the alley, and the gust of wind became stronger, but it extinguished the flames.

After the wind extinguished the flame, it stopped abruptly, leaving only a few embers on the ground and flying ash all over the sky.

Li Changan stepped out of the ashes, unscathed.

He walked in front of "Bai Xiuye". At this time, "Bai Xiuye" had been burned into a scorched wreck by the flame, but it was still lingering and panting. There was a faint red light in his chest, and some charred insects kept peeling off his body, struggling to wriggle towards Li Changan.

Li Changan pulled out his sword and looked down.

The charred corpse still unyieldingly reached out to Li Changan, but as soon as the hand was lifted, the worm corpse on the hand shook down. Before it touched Li Changan, only a piece of charred bone remained, which eventually fell on the ground. land.

Poor and hateful, sad and abominable.

His thoughts turned back, but in the end he didn't say anything.

In the final analysis, Li Changan is nothing more than a savage man. He has no way of judging right from wrong or judging cause and effect. What he does is only self-willed.

He lifted the sword and pierced it into his chest.

This undead scorched corpse finally trembled twice and collapsed, leaving only a small piece of red spar hanging on the tip of the sword.

Suddenly.

Li Changan's face was cold.

"Wow."

The showers came suddenly.

It was so rainy at the time. It extinguished the afterglow and dispelled the scorching smell, and even the residue on the ground was swept into the sewer by the rain.

Li Changan took the sword into its sheath, turned around and returned.

He returned to Zhang Qian and handed the phone back.

Captain Zhang noticed water marks on his body.

"What about you?"

"It's raining."

She looked up and watched several staff members running towards Li Changan.

"What about them?"

"Oh, their gas pipe burst."

……………………

As soon as "Bai Xiuye" died, things were calm and there were no more waves.

Li Chang'an also got his wish and healed well at home. Every day, I watch TV, surf the Internet, play games, go out for a walk when the sun is shining, and my little days are so uncomfortable.

Speaking of his physical fitness is ridiculously good, ordinary people are likely to leave the root of the injury for a lifetime. Here, he healed in a month, but because he hasn't moved for a long time, every part of his body seems to be moved.

He had already got up early this morning.

After running for hours in the morning, I went home for breakfast.

Turning his head, he saw a bloated figure blocking the sunlight from the window.

But Boss Wu grabbed the glass and stared outside.

Li Changan walked over and saw that, not surprisingly, it was the mother and daughter who had just moved downstairs. Since they moved in, Boss Wu has always looked like this.

I don't know whether to say that he is youthful, or that he is immortal.

Li Changan shook his head, too lazy to take care of this stuff.

He moved his muscles and bones and led a group of ghosts to clean up everything in the room and the refrigerator. Then, organize your own sword and various objects.

He had a dream last night.

It's time to start again.