An alley was blocked, and Lan Mengnan rushed to the scene after receiving the notice.
"Sister Meng, after coming back from the holiday, she is thin and beautiful." Gu Sir, who was in charge of the scene, praised.
"What's the matter?" Lan Meng asked straightforwardly in the south.
"At around five o'clock in the morning today, a mother-in-law found someone lying on the ground while picking up paper. After a colleague came, she found that he was dead." Gu Sir introduced the situation.
At this time, Gentings hurried over.
"I lived recently and came the latest. Are you lost?" Lan Mengnan preached as soon as they met.
"No, I practiced late last night." Jian Tingsi explained, "I fell asleep again after receiving the call this morning, I'm sorry."
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"I've been practicing more frequently recently, do you plan to switch to a martial arts star?"
"I participated in a boxing match with He Nian, and now we have time to practice."
After a few simple words, the two began to examine the body.
"On the surface, it was a lot of blood loss to death, but death..." Jan Tings hesitated to speak.
"It's very similar to the case involved in the last year." Lan Mengnan said, recalling it in his mind.
"Sister Meng, do you think it's a vampire zombie?"
Jan Tingsi's words caused Lan Mengnan to lose consciousness for a while, but he didn't know that there was a real zombie standing in front of him.
When he returned home at night, Lan Mengnan grinned in front of the mirror.
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Lan Mengnan put away some hideous expressions.
"You're a little unhappy." Yaoyao wrote the note and handed it to Lan Mengnan.
"No, I'm just a little tired." Lan Mengnan said casually.
Upon hearing this, Yaoyao immediately put down the pen and paper in her hand to help her sister press her shoulders.
"If you are so thin, don't massage for me anymore. Later, you will even feel pain." Lan Mengnan pulled his sister's hand.
"I think you are a little different after you came back from Holland." Yaoyao wrote on the paper again.
"What's the difference?" Lan Mengnan pretended to be casual.
"You are in a daze, often in a daze, and always have no appetite."
Seeing the words on Yaoyao's paper, Lan Mengnan's expression suddenly dimmed.
"Are you okay with the back man?" Yaoyao thought that her sister had a relationship problem, "Did you quarrel?"
"I ended with him. Simply put, we are people in different worlds. Just like masks and foundations, they should never appear together on the face." Lan Mengnan said as an analogy.
"Sister, does it hurt to feel broken in love?"
"I'm fine." Lan Mengnan pretended not to care, "Don't be like this, don't worry about me."
After Yaoyao left, grandma walked into the room again.
"grandmother."
"This was delivered by Ye Yi during the day." Grandma held a small blue bottle in her hand. The body of the bottle was carved with complicated patterns, and the golden ** inside was shining.
"He also knows that he has a guilty conscience." Lan Mengnan took the small blue bottle, pouting and muttering.
"What happened to you and Ye Yi in Holland? Why did you two avoid each other like this after coming back?" Grandma asked puzzledly.
"No, nothing happened." Lan Mengnan shook his head.
After returning, Lan Mengnan did not tell her grandma that she was just a matter of soul, but only told her that the spring water of the wandering Dutchman was gone, and Ye Yi relied on a drop of his blood to suppress the blood addiction of zombies.
"No matter how many things will pass, it will be fine as long as the person is still there." Grandma knew that Lan Mengnan had a serious concern in her heart, but she didn't say it, and she couldn't keep asking.
"Grandma, thank you." Lan Mengnan hugged her grandma, feeling particularly at ease, much better than Stinky Yeyi.
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Sitting in the dark, Ye Yi did not turn on the light, and condensed his breath to the greatest extent. Although he looked nothing on the surface before fighting against the blue butterfly, his vitality was greatly damaged, so he wanted to hide himself to prevent What secretly strong enemy surprises.
There was a sound of footsteps, one hand was on the handle outside the door, and a light push, accompanied by a squeaking sound, a figure reflected on the wooden floor at the door by the bright moonlight.
Ye Yi's cold gaze flicked over the cold face at the door, his eyebrows were raised, his eyes were like frost blades out of the sheath, after seeing the person who came, it was fleeting and calm.
"Why are you staying in such a place? It's still such a broken wooden house, and you can't even close a door." Xing Huo looked at the figure in the dark with some wonder.
"It's better to think in the dark." Ye Yi replied, "What are you going to do with me? It's not Lan Mengnan's problem, right?"
"She has nothing to do for the time being. I came to you because I found the whereabouts of other zombies. I think you seem to be particularly interested in zombies, so I came to tell you." Xing said alive.
Recently, an underground boxing match was going on. It was the one where He Nian and Jian Tingsi also participated. Chen Taiping, their master Jin Jian’s old opponent, also participated in this underground boxing match, and it became extraordinarily strong. Almost all the people he fought were killed by one blow.
Xing Huo took the place of the people at Random Gate to compete, and forced out the identity of Chen Taiping as a zombie, and also tracked down another old zombie behind the platform.
"Do whatever you want, except Lan Mengnan, kill the other zombies as you like." Ye Yi said indifferently.
"Okay." Xing Sheng nodded, "I won't disturb you."
Xing Sheng walked out of the wooden house slowly, closed the wooden door, and walked out several tens of meters. Looking back, the wooden house was hidden on the high slope, alone, like a night watchman in the dark.
After the beast is injured, it will find a quiet corner to hide, silently licking its wounds, and when it reappears, it will still be a king.
Xing was alive while walking on the downhill road, thinking in his heart.
When Xing Huo returned to the late night shop, he found that Jin Jian was waiting for him.
This time he attacked Chen Taiping and Jin Jian recognized that he was the man who was fighting with him.
"A Jian, you know I won't accept apprentices." Xing Huo refused.
"I know, but I have a way. You will definitely accept them as a disciple this time. I bet you. Although I have never beaten you, I will definitely beat you this time." Jin Jian said with great certainty.
Xing alive smiled faintly.
"I'm serious. If you lose, you must accept my three bad guys. I am willing to accept the gambling, and no repentance is allowed. A word is determined." Jin Jian raised the wine bowl in front of him, sonorously.
Xinghuo raised his eyes to look at Jin Jian, and his expression gradually became solemn as he listened to his loud voice.
"Although I have gained a lot of weight, my martial arts is not as good as before, but when it comes to sitting still, I am confident to beat you." Jin Jian said with a porcelain bowl on his head.
"It's rare that you still have the same hard work as before, but hard work doesn't mean you will win." Xing Huo said with a plain expression.
"If it were forty years ago, I would choose to play a game with you instead of sitting like I am now."
"Just as I owe you one."
The two of them just sat quietly, gradually sitting from night to dawn.
The sun shines on the earth, awakening all things in the world and bringing vitality. However, under this brilliant sun, there are also existences passing away, gently, without taking away a cloud.
Ye Yi opened the dark blue door curtain and walked into the store. He saw Jin Jian and Xing Huo sitting still like clay sculptures.
"He's gone." Ye Yi glanced at Jin Jian.
Xing opened his eyes alive and looked at Jin Jian, who was still in front of him. He slowly took down the porcelain bowl on top of his head, and stood up to help Jin Jian take off the porcelain bowl on top of his head. He squatted in front of him and put his hands on him. Said: "A Jian, you won this time."
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In the office, Jantings was desperately holding a stack of photocopied documents on which was Jin Jian's death message. Because Jin Jian died in someone else's shop, an autopsy was required.
Lan Mengnan walked in and saw a piece of information on the photocopier. He took it and handed it to Jiantings: "It's better to let me come."
"No, this is my part. I want to do something for Master." Jan Tingsi said in a low voice.
Lan Mengnan patted Gentings on the back twice, not knowing how to comfort him, maybe there is only time this medicine can cure him.
Lan Mengnan walked out of the place of work, Xing lived sitting on the flowerbed in front of the door waiting for her, his head lowered, and his mood was very depressed.
Seeing Lan Mengnan coming out, Xing walked over to her live: "I have something to ask you for help, can you lend me a minute?"
When the two came to the mortuary, Lan Mengnan stretched out the index finger of his right hand and nodded on Jin Jian's head. Jin Jian opened his eyes quickly.
"You won in meditation. This time I will fight you truly." Xing said in a lively manner.
There was a rustling sound of breaking the wind, and in the shadow of the fist, the vigorous, punishing and evil youth seemed to reappear in Xing Sheng's eyes.
One minute passed quickly, and Jin Jian's eyelids drooped quickly as the two fists met.
Xing Huo had quick eyes and quick hands, holding on to Jin Jian's back, and slowly flattening him.
"I helped you, should you help me again?" Lan Mengnan said calmly.
"How do you think I can help you?" Xing Huo's eyes still stayed on Jin Jian's face, seeing off his long-standing old friend.
"Tell me where Ye Yi is."
"Okay." Xing responded alive.