Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

That night, Ronaldinho rode his bicycle to get off work as usual, and he, who is used to walking at night, drove home with ease.

There were street lights on the street, but when he reached the alley, the light was much dimmed, and he circled the residential buildings in seven turns.While riding, I saw people from a certain family on the first floor in the distance, and intermittent crying came from the house.

Before dawn in the morning, the family was so busy and crying so sadly, Xiao Luo felt very curious, and at the same time felt faintly uneasy.

He couldn't help but slow down as he rode by, trying to see exactly what happened.

Could it be that there was a murder and the police are dealing with the scene?

But there were no police cars outside.

He simply parked his bicycle aside, approached the ajar door, and stretched his head to look.

Sure enough, there were many people in the yard, but at a glance, he saw a person lying in the room covered from head to toe with a white cloth.

The women were crying and wiping their tears.

In this situation, Ronaldinho certainly understood what happened, so he took a few steps back in fright, and whispered: "He's dead, bah bah, filthy smell."

After spitting, he turned around and got on his bicycle, flying home.

From that day on, he suffered from palpitations and paranoid symptoms.Once you close your eyes and fall asleep, you will have nightmares again and again.In the dream, there was an old man staring at him with a pair of bloody eyes.He was too scared to sleep at all.It didn't take long for the mental breakdown.

If I don't have a good rest, I feel even more lethargic when I work on night shifts, and I make mistakes and get scolded several times.

I went to the hospital to see a doctor and took a lot of medicine, but it didn't work.

After listening to Xiao Luo's narration, Mr. Fan in a white robe said lightly: "It's almost the same, and the loss is due to your disrespect."

Hearing what the doctor said, Ronaldinho didn't quite understand: "I didn't do anything, how could I be so disrespectful?"

"In such a situation, you should walk away quietly, but you have a bad attitude, and you happened to meet a stingy person, so I made a little joke with you."

Ronaldinho had a look of disbelief: "Is this so? Is there really such a thing? Sir, can I be cured?"

With a calm face, Mr. Fan took out two thin silver needles from nowhere, and said, "I will give you two needles for seven consecutive days to get rid of evil spirits. It's not too serious, and the dead are just slightly punished. "

"Is it really that simple?"

"Simple? You think it's simple, why do you suffer for half a month?"

"Uh... Mister has a wonderful hand and rejuvenation, please treat me quickly, I have nowhere to go."

"That was my job."

"But..." Ronaldinho hesitated.

"But what?"

"Is this treatment expensive? I don't have much money."

"Resolving yin and yang disputes for others, if you don't get paid, you will lose your life. No matter how much money you have, give it if you have it, even if you don't have a few dollars."

how much?Ronaldinho was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Mr. Fan thought he was penniless, so he said: "If you don't have money, there are other ways. It may require some labor."

"Ah no, I still have this little money, thank you sir!"

"Okay, then I'll tie it."

Mr. Fan held the little white cat in one hand, and stabbed the silver needles in his temples on both sides with the other.

Ronaldinho didn't change his face, as if he didn't feel anything.

I saw a wisp of black air floating out of his two eyes. Seeing this, the kitten shrank into Mr.'s embrace, the bell made a crisp sound, and its two crystal blue eyes looked curiously at the wisp of black air. gas.

"Okay, I'll write you an order, grab some traditional Chinese medicine for calming the nerves and invigorating Qi, and fry it when you go home, and you'll probably be fine."

"Thank you, sir!" Ronaldinho seemed to be in better spirits, and looked at the doctor gratefully.But accidentally met the cold and arrogant eyes of the little white cat, so he also nodded at it embarrassingly.

After grabbing the medicine, Ronaldinho thanked him and left.

"It's the first patient in a week!" The male clerk watched the customer go away and said with emotion.

Mr. Fan frowned and didn't say a word.

"Fan Canghai, what's the matter with you? Does he have any problems?"

Mr. Fan looked at him and said, "Someone is very interested in our place."

"What do you mean? Could it be...so fast?" The male clerk seemed to realize something.

Mr. Fan sneered and said, "It's okay, if you have guests, you can entertain them."

The little white cat in his arms groaned in boredom, and he hugged it to his chest. The little cat turned its head and rubbed against his chest, meowing and coquettish.He also stroked its fur generously, which made the little guy very useful.

"I'm so envious of that kitten!" In the canteen not far outside, several girls gathered together looked at the scene in the Baicao Garden from a distance, expressing emotions.

"I really want Mr. Fan to feel my pulse!"

"Do you have it? Take the pulse?"

"That's called skin-to-skin kiss~"

"Oh, I'm feeling springy, do you still want to go to school? Every day I stick to my shop."

"Hurry up, it will rain heavily if you don't leave."

After a day of dark clouds brewing, a heavy rain finally came crashing down, washing the ground of Dark Spirit Street vigorously. Fortunately, the drainage system was good and did not cause much stagnant water.The rain gradually stopped.At nine o'clock in the evening, Fan Canghai took his little white cat and left Baicao Garden, leaving only the male clerk to look after the shop.

He carried the kitten back to a certain neighborhood on another street, and the rate of turning heads along the way was quite high.

Although the Hanfu craze has been rising in the city for a long time, it may be really rare to wear his ancient style, as if he really traveled from ancient times.

The white clothes fluttered like rolling waves, while he was like a flowing cloud, walking slowly in the night of the city, like a fairy radiating light.

Back at his home on the 15th floor, he took off his boots as soon as he entered the door. The little white cat in his arms meowed and ran into the living room by himself, jumped onto the table nimbly, and jumped onto the sofa, rolling several times , and then looked back at the tall and handsome man in white.

He stood there, standing upright, but the modern interior decoration was a bit out of tune with his ancient temperament.

"Little bee, I have wronged you again today!"

Fan Canghai sat on the sofa as he spoke, and the kitten raised its neck with a meow, revealing the bell collar underneath.

"Or, you can continue like this, and I'll give you a bath."

Unexpectedly, the little cat shook its head desperately like a human being, very unwilling.

"Okay, then you wait."

Fan Canghai got up, brought a towel and quilt from elsewhere, and put it in front of him.The little cat still raised its head, and Fan Canghai reached out and untied the little black collar.

As soon as it was untied, something miraculous happened.

Suddenly, the light appeared, and the body of the little cat suddenly turned into an adult man, and the immortal energy surrounded him. Fan Canghai wrapped the towel around him, and took advantage of the situation to hug him.

It was a young man with white hair.

"It's killing me! Fan Canghai, I don't want to be a cat anymore!" He protested in his arms, with an annoyed expression on his face.

He has fair skin, a pair of bright eyes, a small nose, pink lips, and white hair, which makes him still have a soft taste of a small pet.

Fan Canghai smiled, inserted|inserted his slender fingers into his soft hair, and combed it leisurely, "I think it's pretty good, such a cute puppet cat!"

The young man was very distressed, and he still didn't complain enough: "It makes me more and more like a cat, and I can't help but pounce on the ball of wool when I see it. Will I like eating cat food in a few days? You must be sure." Stop me!"

"Then how about being a puppy?"

"No! No!"

"Being a pig?"

"More annoying!"

He was really unhappy, so Fan Canghai could only reluctantly say: "Then I have to put you in a wish bag..."

Hearing this sentence, the young man became even more frantic, his head shook like a rattle, and he yelled, "Fan Canghai, you treat me like this!"

"Then why not? Do you know how many people are staring at you?" He said aggrievedly while brushing a strand of his white hair.

Seeing Fan Canghai's embarrassment, the young man knew that the situation was serious, and he was just complaining, so he immediately pouted, got into his arms, and obediently acquiesced.

"Is the little bee hungry? I'll make you something to eat."

"I want to eat shrimp ribs noodles!"

"okay!"

When the young man came out of the shower, he had already put on his home pajamas, wiped his wet hair, and saw Fan Canghai who was making supper beside him.

He also took off his outer robe and only wore a white inner robe, which was a little more casual and sexy.

The young man walked over and hugged him from behind. With a height of 1.8 meters, he was still more than half a head behind Fan Canghai, just lying on his generous shoulders.

"It will be fine soon. When you were a cat, you ate so little, would it affect your development?"

"meeting!"

"But you eat too much, and you won't let me deal with cat poop for you..."

"Ah—don't say it, don't say it! Fan Canghai, why are you so wretched!"

"This is serious business."

"You said it!"

"Don't be shy..."

"Fan Canghai, don't you really want to eat it?" The young man sitting on the ground slurped his noodles, and couldn't help trying to persuade the man in white who was opposite him.

Fan Canghai was sitting on the sofa, watching him eat with a smile on his face.

As the young man ate, he felt a little troubled. He said, "Fan Canghai, although you talk about bigu, you still want to eat fairy fruit. How can there be anything suitable for you in this kind of city? What will you do in the future?"

"Wouldn't the problem be solved when I grow the Immortal Spring Fruit?"

"What if one doesn't live?"

"No, no matter how bad it is, eat wild fruits in the forest!"

The young man blamed himself a little: "I don't know if it's right to let you come to this city... If you don't like it, you can take me with you, anyway, I'll go wherever you go!"

"That's it for now, it's just an experience in the world."

"You really don't blame me at all?"

"Fool, why do I blame you? Blame you for bringing me out of the misty illusion?"

"Of course not, but this era is no longer what you used to be in ancient times..."

Fan Canghai looked at him amusedly, and said, "It's all the same, it's just that the skin has changed. People, or those people, fighting for power and profit, it's the same in any era."

The young man looked up at him, and the two looked at each other, one eye was full of pity and doubt, and the other was open and full of sincerity.

A month ago, a ball of light suddenly fell from the sky and landed on the outskirts of southwest F City, forming a large crater on the ground.After a burst of intense light flashed, the billowing smoke at the scene gradually dissipated.People could be vaguely seen moving inside the thick smoke.

In an instant, thousands of people crawled out of the pit, each with excited and bewildered faces.

Fan Canghai, the young man and others also walked out from the crowd, standing on the hill, looking at this long-lost new world.