Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

After Fan Canghai showed the hospitalized lung cancer patients, he returned to Baicao Garden and wrote out a prescription. The man received the medicine and thanked him and went back.

But the Li couple hurried in, wailing: "Mr. Fan, help me, Mr. Fan!"

Seeing these two people, Master Daxian didn't seem surprised. After drinking a cup of tea, he asked slowly: "What's the matter? What happened to you two?"

Mrs. Li cried and said, "My two sons were taken away by the police, who were accused of... murdering He Xiulian. What's going on? He Xiulian committed suicide!"

"What do you ask me about this kind of thing? Is it the police's turn to make irresponsible remarks? Besides, the matter of the antique shop is over."

"No, Mr. Fan, we made a mistake first, here is the final payment, please look over it!" Mr. Li quickly handed over the check this time.

Fan Canghai accepted the check unceremoniously. This time the amount should indeed be correct. He put the check away and said, "The police are based on evidence, so I advise you not to make random guesses. What's the use of coming here now? I Is there anything else I can do to help you?"

He Xiulian revealed the cause of her death to Fan Canghai, no matter what, it needs to be supported by evidence, and the police can reverse the case and immediately arrest the suspect, and there must be a clue.It is not Fan Canghai's turn to take care of these matters, so all he can do now is to comfort them.

Seeing that Fan Canghai still refused to tell the truth, the two couples were very reconciled, and asked again: "How can we save them? I heard that the evidence is convincing, will they be sentenced to death?"

Fan Canghai resignedly pinched his fingers and made the final calculation, and said, "If you want to save them from the death penalty, you must lose all your wealth. People are doing what they are doing, and the sky is watching, and they have their own arrangements. It is useless for you to beg me."

This matter was settled, and no one knew whether the Li family had lost all their wealth, but only knew that the two sons had been punished as they should.It turned out that He Xiulian collected the evidence back then and put it in a bank safe during the rare opportunity to go out, and only she could open it.Of course, Fan Canghai was an exception. He took out the evidence and mailed it directly to the Public Security Bureau.

It's time for He Xiulian to rest in peace.

That day when Li and his wife were begging for help and there was no way to find help, Xiaoyou came back and showed Fan Canghai his mobile phone. Many netizens had seen white cats, and some of them looked like little bees.

Fan Canghai immediately forgot about the Li couple, but after watching the video images one by one, none of them were little bees.

The whole city is looking for cats, and every advertising space on the big screen frequently publishes a cat hunting notice, and the beautiful Fanse puppet cat catches people's attention. The 100 million reward made everyone excited, and when they saw the white cat, they took a photo and passed it on to the owner.

TV, radio, post bars, and hot searches are all about cat hunting.

Xiaoyou's account was busy, but there was still no sign of the little white cat.

"Fan Canghai...you...what's the matter with you?" Xiaoyou looked at Fan Canghai when she raised her head, and she was startled when she saw it.

"what?"

"Look at... your hair!"

"What's wrong with my hair?"

"Go and look in the mirror!"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Xiaoyou brought a mirror by herself, and Fan Canghai in the mirror had white hair!Black and white, mottled.

Fan Canghai looked at it, but his face was expressionless, as if the one in the mirror was not himself at all.

"What's the matter with you? Can a kitten turn gray without seeing you?" This kind of thing is incomprehensible to Xiaoyou!

"Maybe I'm a little tired."

As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed and was about to fall, Xiaoyou hurriedly helped him to sit down.

"I'm going to sleep, and wake me up immediately when there is news."

Except for the white hair, his appearance has not changed, but the tone of his speech reveals more tiredness, which is worrying.

Knowing him for more than a hundred years, Xiao You, who has never seen him so tired, felt very uncomfortable, so she had no choice but to help him into the back room.He lay down, but his eyes were not closed, half closed, staring blankly ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiaoyou couldn't hold back any longer, and asked, "Fan Canghai, what did you experience when you cleaned up the ghosts in the antique shop? Were you injured? That's why you're like this now?"

"Because of the tricks of the three masters, there is poison in the body, and when I met Fanfan again, I couldn't expel the poisonous gas in time, so I got this fate."

Xiaoyou gritted her teeth and squeezed out words: "The three masters are too hateful!"

"Go out and see if there is any news about the cat." Fan Canghai closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Ordinary people's memory is very poor, and they may forget everything in a few years, and can only remember the outline.But for some high-ranking monks, especially people like Fan Canghai who have practiced for thousands of years, some memories can be engraved in their hearts forever, and unless he deliberately discards them, they will not fade easily.

So even after a thousand years, some things are still fresh in his memory. Sometimes it's not that he can't throw them away, but he doesn't want to throw them away.Especially that person...

The one who can only appear in dreams.

In the dream, he yelled from the bottom of his heart, the bitterness rolled down his throat and swallowed into his stomach, the coolness was called Missing.

It's been a thousand years since we saw each other again, no one knows how important he is to him!

Three days later, my hair has turned white.Even he, Fan Canghai, couldn't bear the pain of parting again.

When he opened his eyes, his hair was like snow.

"Fan Canghai, there is news! There is news for the puppet cat!"

Xiaoyou happily rushed in, but immediately froze in place.

People say that his hair turns gray overnight, but he turned gray instantly!

"Fan Canghai..."

"Isn't it just white hair? Little Bee also has white hair. I didn't see you crying like this!"

Xiaoyou really cried, the tears were splashing, and he couldn't understand why he was so stubborn!

"Show me." Fan Canghai took the phone, and sure enough, he saw black cats and white cats. The map was on the outskirts of the south of the city, where there were some hills that looked lush.

Fan Canghai got up and went out without saying a word, and ran into Mu Yunyi head-on. The young man stared at him blankly, forgetting how to put on his expression.

"Good boy, wait for me at home." Fan Canghai, with white hair like frost, kissed his forehead, and handed him over to Xiaoyou, and his figure disappeared like a cloud of smoke as soon as he went out.

"Brother Canghai..." Mu Yunyi began to cry.

Soon, Fan Canghai arrived at the suburbs in the south of the city.

Dressed in white clothes and white hair, he seemed to have stepped out of a painting, his eyebrows and eyes were more serious, and his gestures were elegant and unattainable.

"Little bee!" He uttered these words with magic, and the words attacked in all directions like a ghost. He shouted one after another, and his figure shuttled through the small forest, eagerly looking for his little bee.

If it is here, it should be heard.

However, what he welcomed was not a little bee, but four strangers who fell from the sky, three men and one woman.In four directions, the white-haired man is surrounded in the middle.

Fan Canghai was not surprised by this, even though he was already trapped in the barrier.

When the four of them saw the big devil with white hair like frost, they were a little surprised, it might be different from what they had heard.The woman was in her twenties, her expression was colder than Fan Canghai's, and with deep hatred, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fan Canghai, you have refined my brother's soul, today I want you to taste what it's like to be refined by others." !"

Ignoring her purpose, Fan Canghai asked, "Is my white cat here?"

A man with long hair down to his waist, wearing a windbreaker very stylishly, said: "The kitten is very cute, you can give it to us with confidence."

"Since I'm here, I can rest assured!" He took out his wish bag as he spoke, "It's so lively today, if I don't show some real skills, I will be ashamed of the careful arrangements of the three masters."

He took out the Guqin, which he hadn't played for a long time.

"It's really a good piano!" A man in a white robe who had never made a sound could not help but sigh.

"It has been with me for hundreds of years, and it comes from the ethereal illusion. You don't understand that place, let alone the meaning of time."

"Hmph, Fan Canghai, you are so good at the illusion, you insist on coming out to the world to seek death. Soul refining is a big taboo in Taoism, why do you act so viciously?" Without the fairy bone, the monk will lose self-esteem and become mediocre. Ordinary people, women hate this behavior.

"Woman, you have too many questions, the weak prey on the strong, do you still need a reason?"

"Don't think you are the strongest, we can let you sleep for another 1000 years!"

A clear and clear piano sound came out casually, which was pleasing to the eye, and the white-haired man said casually: "Fanfan is indeed much easier to control than me, you just can't see being overridden, since you are already prepared, why bother? "

The next sound of the piano was played, and murderous intentions arose everywhere.The four of them joined forces to kill him quickly.

Fan Canghai flicked the qin with both hands in a hurry, and his move was a killer move. The sound of the qin was like a raging wave at the beginning, shaking the four of them several meters away, and then overwhelmingly crushed them. The small forest immediately turned into a battlefield of wind, sword, and frost.

The little white cat has been wandering with the black cat for several days. Although the black cat has taken good care of it, it can't avoid eating and sleeping in the open. The elegance and pickiness of the puppet cat in the past has worn out.The lingering thoughts made it lose its appetite and become lifeless.

The black cat took it away from the city, so the uproarious cat hunt in the city did not attract their attention. After two more hills, the two of them could leave City S and go to a new place.

It told it more than once: "Yanjun, you don't understand human feelings, twisted melons won't be sweet."

The black cat is still very strong: "I only know that you are mine now."

"Or, you kill me, what can you do if you keep me by your side? You can't carry on the family."

"Your name is Little Bee?"

"Don't call me by my name!"

"Is this what he gave you?"

"Yes, he gave it to me." The little white cat's eyes darkened even more. Thinking of him, his heart hurts so much that he can hardly breathe.

"Is this your human romance?"

"You don't understand, it's so much deeper than romance."

The black cat was thoughtful, turned his head to look into the distance, and said slowly: "I am a monster, and I don't feel how advanced I am by cultivating an adult! You humans are too emotional, meaningless."

"Then why did you keep me by your side?"

"If you are obedient, I can allow you to see him once a year."

The little white cat frowned: "Have you heard the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? Are you the Queen Mother?"