An Bu felt like he was floating in a vacuum, surrounded by darkness, and only the life and death book that was reorganizing the data in front of him. The book of life and death is not a book, but an existence similar to a computer program, which can calculate the life and death of each life, but her book of life and death cannot look up the detailed information of all living beings, only life and death can be seen. Its origin is a mystery, it seems that it was originally bound to her soul, and after her death, it stranded her in the human world in the form of a living corpse.
The current book of life and death is only in its initial state, and it needs to absorb a lot of dead energy to upgrade, but Anbu refused to absorb the dead energy, and instead tried his best to accumulate energy, which caused the level of the book of life and death to stagnate.
Anbu has no regrets. Although the journey is difficult, the scenery along the way makes her very nostalgic.
Her memory was a bit fuzzy, An Bu didn't know how she became in this state, but she must have been exposed to a lot of dead energy before she fainted.
The book of life and death gradually stopped calculating, the dead energy value: 6791353, the angry value: 937605, under the dead energy value and the angry value, there are subdivided [death energy value] and [destiny vitality value] and the value of each point of death energy value and vitality value. source.
Strange and familiar names flashed before Anbu's eyes one by one. These were all her experiences and memories.
Finally, her eyes fell on one of the names—Jian Ningxuan.
This person provided her with nearly 20,000 anger points. Although it was only an ordinary anger value, it all came from one person, which was unique.
An Bu closed his eyes, searched his memory, and blurred pictures gradually appeared in his mind, and there was a figure in each picture.
[Mr. Jian, you are really radiant.]
[Mr. Jian, starting today, I will definitely worship you like a cat god.]
[Without you, what fun is there in my life?]
[Mr. Jian, I will definitely treat you very well in the future.]
…
Anbu felt amazing, just recalled a little, and the memory fragments with him jumped into his heart like elves, making the gloomy world brighten up instantly.
While reminiscing, Anbu suddenly felt a little heat coming from his palm, and then saw that his vitality value began to increase slowly, his senses gradually became clearer, and he could smell the faint smell of disinfectant in his nose.
Oops! She must be in the hospital now, and is considered dead.
The cat owner was beside her, holding her hand, saddened by her "death".
The last thing An Bu wanted to hurt was him, so she tried her best to hide her identity and not let him know that she was already dead. Maybe she subconsciously longed to revive herself in his lifetime, and then accompany him to grow old in a fair manner.
Only this time, she might not be able to hide it.
Can Mr. Jian accept her as a living corpse
"What happened, please tell us in detail." Outside the ward, Officer Sun looked at Ge Tingting solemnly.
Ge Tingting lowered her head, her eyes were red and swollen, and she choked with sobs: "The thing is like this..."
She began to tell the ins and outs of this incident, from their crew staying in the hot spring villa to record the show, encountering a supernatural event, and then she asked Anbu for help, detailing everything, without hiding anything.
"An Bu originally refused and told us to leave as soon as possible, but we didn't take it to heart and continued to stay and shoot." Ge Tingting covered her mouth, "Later, the owner of the villa invited several Feng Shui masters, but they were incompetent. I pretended to be fake, so I proposed to ask Anbu for help again. Because I was worried that she would not come, so I... I asked the director to lie and say that something happened to me... "
Officer Sun looked at her disapprovingly. How could she lie casually because it was a matter of personal safety
Ge Tingting didn't know what happened afterwards. She only knew that when she saw Anbu again, she had collapsed in the cave in the villa, lifeless, and all the supernatural phenomena in the villa disappeared afterwards.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Ge Tingting broke down in tears.
Officer Sun sighed, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a figure walking by, and then heard a "slap", and Ge Tingting was slapped hard.
Jian Ningxuan stood straight in front of Ge Tingting, looking at her coldly.
Ge Tingting covered her face, and received the slap abruptly, not daring to say anything.
Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ningxuan in amazement. Since he was a child, he had never touched anyone, let alone his cousin. Alas, the mistake Tingting made this time is really hard to make up for.
At this time, Police Officer Sun coughed lightly, looked at Ge Sirui, and asked, "Have you found out the cause of death?"
The supernatural events mentioned by Ge Tingting are inconvenient to be used as evidence in court, so we can only investigate from the cause of death.
Ge Sirui shook his head: "There is no obvious trauma on Anbu's body, the cause of death is a mystery, further autopsy is needed."
Hearing the word "autopsy", Jian Ningxuan's body trembled slightly, and he stared at Ge Sirui. Although he didn't speak, the resistance in his eyes was obvious.
Ge Sirui looked away, not daring to meet him.
Officer Sun said, "Mr. Jian, Ms. An doesn't seem to have any other relatives. You are her closest person. You probably don't want her to die in an unknown way, do you?"
die? No, she is just asleep and will wake up in a while. He will stay by her side until she wakes up.
Jian Ningxuan turned around and walked towards the ward step by step. Then, the moment he stepped through the door, his pupils shrank suddenly, he rushed in quickly, lifted the quilt, and the person who was lying on the bed disappeared!
"Huh? Where's the person?" Officer Sun stood at the door, looking at the empty hospital bed in surprise.
They were all standing in the corridor outside the ward just now. Although they didn't pay attention to the situation in the ward, how could they not be aware of such a big movement of removing a corpse
Ge Sirui immediately called the doctor and told him about the disappearance of the body.
The doctor was also full of astonishment, and quickly took everyone to watch the surveillance.
The corridors on every floor of the hospital are monitored. The doctor called up the surveillance on the floor where Anbu was located, and moved the time to 30 minutes ago. Officer Sun rushed to the hospital with two police officers and asked Ge Tingting and other parties about the matter. go through. Then, Jian Ningxuan walked out of the ward, came to Ge Tingting, and slapped her, everyone's attention was attracted by them.
After a while, the door of the ward behind them was suddenly opened, and then a familiar figure walked out, her steps were a little stiff. She glanced at everyone, then turned and walked to the other side, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor. At that time, there were people coming and going in the corridor, and everyone was five or six meters away from the ward, so it was normal not to notice her leaving.
With his back to the ward, Jian Ningxuan did feel a bit of coolness, but it was fleeting, and he happened to be talking about the "autopsy", so he didn't look back immediately.
"Oh my god! How is it possible?!" The doctor looked at the monitoring screen in disbelief. He was the one who announced the death of the patient before. Why is she alive now? Did I misdiagnose myself? Thinking of this, cold sweat flowed down.
The person who just walked out of the ward was An Bu who had been declared dead!
Officer Sun, the Ge sisters, and other people watching the surveillance all cast questioning looks at the doctor.
"Impossible, I have definitely diagnosed it." The doctor said hesitantly.
"Diagnosed? I think it's a misdiagnosis!" Officer Sun scolded in a harsh tone.
"Could it be a fake death?" Ge Sirui's eyes flashed with excitement, and he asked hastily, "Doctor Zhang, tell me, is it possible that it's a fake death?"
Doctor Zhang's expression was stiff, and he didn't reply for a long time.
"Doctor Zhang, what do I ask you? Is it possible that the death was suspended animation!" Officer Sun urged unceremoniously.
"Yes, there is a possibility..." With the facts in front of him, Dr. Zhang was powerless to argue, so he could only take the blame.
"Ning Xuan, you heard it, it's a fake death!" Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ningxuan in surprise, only to find that the person standing beside him had disappeared at some point.
"Cousin chased him out..." Ge Tingting limp on the ground, the moment she learned that An Bu was just in suspended animation, she felt as if she was liberated.
Ten minutes ago, An Bu woke up from his lethargy and saw that there was no one in the ward, so he immediately chose to run away. She is not worried about being caught by surveillance cameras. It is not uncommon for her to come back to life suddenly within a day or two of death. Moreover, she has no trauma on her body, so her fake death is highly credible. If you really can't hide it, then change your identity and start over.
After waking up, An Bu's memory of Jian Ningxuan became blurred again, so her first thought was to solve the current trouble.
After running out of the hospital, Anbu groped around for a while, but didn't find the phone, only a wallet and a bunch of keys. The wallet holds identification cards, bank cards, and other cards of various categories.
At this time, she found a business card stored separately, with "square inch" and a phone number written on the front, and a note on the back: quack doctor who specializes in treating the dead.
Huh? Some sporadic memories flashed through Anbu's mind. Then he found a public phone booth and dialed Fang Cun.
While she was on the phone, Jian Ningxuan chased him out from the hospital, but he didn't see the figure behind the green belt. He turned back to the parking lot, drove his car, and sped towards his residence. He felt that An Bu might go home, if he didn't, he would hack the nearby surveillance system and search for her from heaven to earth.
Anbu called a car and went straight to Fangcun's residence.
"Sister An, what's the matter in such a hurry to find me?" Fang Cun asked while welcoming Anbu into the room.
"I'm dead." Anbu replied abruptly.
"Isn't this... an obvious thing?" Fang Cun handed her a bottle of juice.
Anbu put the juice aside and said, "I was just sent to the hospital and was diagnosed as dead."
Fang Cun: "... which hospital?"
"Central Hospital." An Bu looked at Fang Cun and said seriously, "Judging from the stiffness of my body, I probably 'dead' for more than three hours. How likely do you think it is to be treated as a suspended animation?"
Fang Cun: You are the only one who can analyze your own rigor.
"After you were diagnosed dead, you ran out of the hospital alive like this?"
Anbu nodded: "I'm worried that if I die for too long, it will be difficult to 'live' again in the future."
Fang Cun covered his forehead, then spread his hands and said, "I understand, I can help you prove the fake death."
"How to prove it?" Anbu hesitated, "I don't have vital signs. If someone checks carefully, they will definitely find something abnormal."
Fang Cun showed a smug smile: "Shanren has his own tricks."
He fetched his own medical box, took out a button-sized item from the box, and introduced: "This is my improved pulse pacemaker. It is pasted under the armpit, which can make the heart vibrate regularly. Stethoscope can't hear anything abnormal."
An Bu's eyes lit up, and he took this small pacemaker, and stuck it under his armpit. After feeling it for a while, his chest really started to vibrate, as if there was a real heartbeat.
Fang Cun then took another glass vessel, and used tweezers to pick out a thing as thin as a string from it.
"This is a blood nematode. It lives on blood, but its demand is extremely small. Its life span is very long. It digests food through a certain frequency of exercise." Fang Cun said happily, "I have done many experiments and found that this kind of fiber worm The frequency of movement is very similar to the pulse. As long as it is implanted in your wrist, it can simulate arterial pulse."
Anbu's shocked face: Why are you so good!
"This kind of thing is impossible to achieve in a living person, but for you, it is a piece of cake." Fang Cun raised the scalpel, "How about it, do you want to implant it for you now?"
An Bu stretched out his hand without hesitation.
With a heartbeat and a pulse, she is almost like a normal person.
Before the operation, Fangcun carried out the necessary disinfection treatment. Although the object of the operation is a corpse, there is no fear of infection, but the basic professionalism cannot be lost.
Forty minutes later, the two minor operations were successfully completed. Under Fang Cun's amazed gaze, the incision on Anbu's hand healed slowly, leaving no trace in the end.
"Next, I will give you a physical examination report, plus the fake heartbeat and pulse, which is enough to dispel the doubts of outsiders. The only flaw is probably the breathing, but fortunately, the general experience does not check the breathing."
"Thank you." An Bu praised without hesitation, "You really deserve to be a quack doctor who specializes in treating the dead."
Fang Cun: "..." It's okay to treat the dead, but what does "quack doctor" mean? ! Is this word actually a compliment
At this time, An Bu suddenly seemed to think of something, and looked up at him: "Fang Cun, do you want to have a laboratory of your own?"
"Huh?" Fang Cun replied casually, "Of course, you want to build it for me?"
An Bu smiled and said, "As long as you want, I will build it for you."
The size is a bit uncertain: "The cost of building a laboratory is not small, and various instruments can easily cost tens of millions, not to mention the need for a bottomless research funding."
"Money is not a problem, I am only responsible for paying the money, and you can solve other things by yourself."
Fang Cun looked surprised: "I didn't expect you to be rich."
"Do you think I've lived for nothing all these years?"
"That's right, you are an old corpse over seven hundred years old, you should have quite a few antiques at home." Fang Cun looked at her with admiration.
An Bu: "???"
She has forgotten the stories she once made up for Fang Cun.
The two discussed the details again, and after confirming that they were correct, Fang Cun took Anbu to the First Hospital for a cutscene, gave her a medical report, and then sent her home.
After waving goodbye to Fang Cun, he strolled into the community, observing the surrounding environment while comparing his memory.
Arriving at the door of the house, Anbu took out the key, opened the door and entered, and as soon as he stepped into the porch, he felt a familiar aura rushing towards his face.
An Bu raised her head, a dazzling light suddenly broke into her gloomy vision without warning. In the next second, she was hugged tightly by someone, and a little bit of warmth slowly spread to her heart through the skin, and her anger value suddenly increased by 170 points.
A few flashes of brilliant colors flashed before Anbu's eyes, and the forgotten memories were almost instantly revived.
She opened her arms and hugged the man tightly.
"Mr. Jane, I'm back..."
A drop of liquid dripped on An Bu's skin, and the man on her body seemed to be exhausted, putting most of his weight on her shoulders.
Walk, walk, walk...
He kept calling in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound.