Mr. Fan and his puppet cat

Chapter 1 The Grass Garden

In an antique mansion, a piece of news is playing on the LCD TV:

The picture was taken on location in a certain suburb, and there were many people standing behind the reporter, densely packed, surrounded by a cordon.

The reporter reported: "An unknown object fell from the sky on the outskirts of Southwestern F City, and it was shining brightly, creating a big hole, and many people crawled out of it. Most of them were former missing persons. Most of these people were Suffering from disabilities, no one can tell where they have been. According to on-site interviews, many people have been missing for 2, 30 years or even longer!

Where did these people go?Why do you even have offspring when you come back!Dragging a family with luggage on their backs is like moving collectively.

Where do they come from?Why collective amnesia? "

Several men in suits who were watching TV stared at the screen with nervous expressions, as if they felt unreasonable.

An old man in the middle immediately slumped on the sofa, his hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and tremblingly said: "The people in Misty Illusion have returned, so... so that big devil... Fan Canghai... also Should be back!"

"Fan Canghai?!" The others also exclaimed in unison, as if the name represented the end of the world, making them unable to calm down anymore.

The sky was gray, the sun was hiding behind the clouds, and it was about to rain.Dark Soul Street, which has always been known as "Ghost Street", looks even more desolate.

The reason why "Ghost Street" is ghosts is probably because of the name Dark Spirit Street, and the traffic of people is pitifully small.Many shops here are often "transferred by prosperous shops", and the continuous operation time will not be very long.

It is said that several houses on this street have died, and they have not been taken over after being vacant for a long time.And recently, a store that was rumored to be the most troublesome has opened!

Ronaldinho didn't go to work in the factory today either, he had two big dark circles under his eyes, and passed by Anling Street with a bag of western medicine.I saw that he was depressed, his body was thin, and there was not much flesh on his face.The pace is slow, like a terminally ill person who loses interest in everything in front of him.

Most people don't go this way.

"Xiao Luo, you should see a psychiatrist. After taking so many medicines, it doesn't work."

"Psychiatrist? How can you think of it... You can prescribe me some more medicines. If I don't go to work, I will be fired."

"Hey... Although it's not appropriate for me to say this, you might as well ask those who watch foreign affairs to take a look at your illness. I'll prescribe some medicine for you today."

"For foreign affairs?"

He didn't know who to look for, and he didn't know any friends in this area.

After walking, he arrived at Dark Spirit Street, and only then did he realize that there was no one around him!

It was going to rain in this horrible weather, the wind on the street was chilly, there were only a few swaying figures in the distance, and the shops on both sides were dimly lit.I don't know if the air quality is bad or it's foggy, but the visibility is less than 20 meters.

He suddenly felt a little scared, and that familiar feeling reappeared.

There seems to be someone behind...

Someone was staring at him with a pair of cold eyes.

There was a layer of white sweat on his back, and he mustered up the courage to take two steps, feeling like his shadow followed him.

"what--"

Xiao Luo yelled wildly and ran forward without hesitation. He didn't know how far he ran, but found that there was no way!

This is the end of the street!

Turned out to be going in the wrong direction...

There is a shop in front of you, under the mist, the outline is ambiguous, but the dark red solid wood facade has some ancient charm.A wooden signboard that seems to be casual but has a primitive style hangs on it. The inscriptions of "Baicaoyuan" are strong and powerful, and the ink color is thick.

Even ordinary people like Ronaldinho who haven't studied for a few years feel that those words are not something ordinary people can write!

It is different from printed characters, it is like a calligrapher's crazy calligraphy, the weight is heavy, and it gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

Ronaldinho walked in directly, and it turned out to be a traditional Chinese medicine store.

The inside is very simple, there are dark red medicine cabinets on the past two walls on the left hand side, and the small drawers are neatly arranged.There is a half-moon arch next to the medicine cabinet in front. The door is closed, and there should be a room inside.On the other side is a glass-door medicine cabinet, in which several jars of medicinal wine are brewed.

There are glass counters in front of the medicine cabinets, which are no different from ordinary Chinese medicine stores.

A man in his 2s or 30s, wearing a black hat that covered his ears, was bored with a fly swatter and just caught a mosquito.

There is also a kitten playing with fur balls on the counter, and the bell around its neck makes ethereal sounds as it moves.It has snow-white hair, a little short, but it has a big gray and fluffy tail, which looks like a little fox at first glance.

When one person and one cat heard the noise, they immediately turned their heads and stopped.

It seemed that this uninvited guest was an incredible existence, which made them extremely surprised.

Ronaldinho also stood there tensely, and he looked even more haggard, who was already described as haggard.

The man reacted immediately, he came out from behind the counter with a smile, and said, "My customer, what medicinal materials do you want to buy?" He looked down and saw the western medicine bag in Xiao Luo's hand.

The kitten turned over on the spot, grabbed its little fur ball, looked at the guest with a pair of big crystal blue eyes, and opened its small mouth slightly, as if listening to his needs.

Xiao Luo swallowed his saliva, and said falteringly: "I don't know... have you treated neurasthenia?"

"Please sit down first, I'll pour you a cup of tea, as the first guest, we have a lot of discounts!"

The male clerk moved a chair, and poured tea on the table as he spoke.

Xiao Luo didn't expect the clerk to be so polite. In ordinary small shops, you leave after shopping, and there is no one to pour tea and water, not to mention that you don't look like a big customer.

Maybe it's because of the first guest.

"Ah, no need, I just want to ask..."

"Don't worry, we not only sell traditional Chinese medicine here, but also have doctors to help you solve any difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

"Intractable diseases? Really?"

"Of course, please sit down and have some tea. I'll call the doctor."

Xiao Luo took the tea handed over by the clerk and took a sip. The tea was slightly cold. I don't know if it was because of his poor physical condition, and he became particularly sensitive to temperature.

The male clerk opened the door and went to the back room.

Only Ronaldinho and the white cat were left at the scene. This kitten was so cute that he was taken aback.He couldn't tell what kind of cat it was, he just thought it was pretty, so pretty, like a pretty little princess!

It's just that it frowned when it saw Xiao Luo staring at itself, swished to the back of a row of boxes, and peeked out with half of its eyes again.

This is a shy little white cat.

"Ah! Little bee, your house is finally open! Come on, my sister brought you something delicious."

A girl in a skirt came in from the outside, holding a plate of small cakes in her hand. She put the plate on the counter, took a piece of small cakes, and went to coax the little white cat.

The little white cat named "Little Bee" smelled the scent and came out of it. He approached cautiously and stuck out his little tongue to lick the cake on the girl's hand.

Xiao Luo saw a few girls outside, and felt that they lived nearby, but they didn't dare to come in, they just glanced inside from time to time, as if they were waiting to see something exciting.

"Mr. Fan, here is a guest, this little brother!"

The cake next to the little cat's mouth suddenly lost its support. It fell down without taking a bite, and rolled to the ground again.It turned out that the girl's hand was withdrawn, and she was greeting a man in white who came out of it sweetly, as if she was the master here.

The little white cat didn't have time to care about the honey cake, so it jumped between the man in white and her, blocking the girl's upper body, unfortunately, it was deformed...

The man in white embraced the kitten in his arms, and gently stroked the hair on its back with his slender fingers.The kitten narrowed its eyes and lay on its stomach a little aggrieved.

"Xiaohui, you are here." The man in white said politely to the woman, but his eyes precisely fell on Xiao Luo who was stunned behind him.

Ronaldinho never thought that the so-called doctor would be a man wearing a white Hanfu, and with the antique half-moon arch behind him, he instantly felt like he had traveled back to ancient times, making him just sit there in a daze. measures.

I saw this white-robed doctor in a layered Hanfu that was loose and tight, and there was cirrus cloud embroidery on the light ink collar.Her black hair reaches her waist, tied in a bun, tied with a white ribbon, and a long silver hairpin is inserted obliquely into the bun.Soft long bangs fluttering freely, slender eyebrows, dark eyes shining with stars, facial lines are quite soft, nose bridge is straight and straight, thin lips are slightly raised.

He also looked to be in his early 20s, never more than 25.

But his demeanor and demeanor are quite stable, and he has the air of a great immortal master.

The male clerk said to Xiao Luo: "This is Mr. Fan. If you have any questions, just tell him."

Mr. Fan hugged his little white cat, only glanced at Xiao Luo, with a very calm expression, and said, "Come in." Then he turned and entered the back room, his robe raised a fairy air, and the extraordinary temperament made people feel like spring breeze.

Ronaldinho, who was just here to buy medicine, was stunned enough and quickly followed in.

The male clerk stayed outside, and wanted to pick up his swatter to drive away mosquitoes and flies, but saw the woman named Xiaohui still standing there, her eyes fixed on the door, with a face full of emotion. With a verbal expression, he pushed her and said, "Xiaohui, what are you still doing here? Don't you need to look at the store?"

Xiaohui just woke up, quickly calmed down, and said with a smile: "I'll bring you some cakes, congratulations on your opening!"

"Well! It's open!"

As soon as Xiaohui lifted her feet to go out, she was held back by several girls, and the male shop assistant watched them walk away inexplicably and whispered there.

"Have you seen Mr. Fan?"

"Of course, at such a close distance, it is simply a super high-definition version!"

"Thank you for daring to go in, that shop is the most haunted, you have to step over the brazier when you go back."

"Tch, I've said it all, I'm willing to go every day if I can take a look at Mr. Fan!"

"It's so handsome. From a distance, it looks like a fairy."

"Which shop did he buy that suit of Hanfu? Why does it feel so unusual!"

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The room in the Baicao Garden is relatively spacious, with bags of medicinal materials, bottles and cans, and various books on several shelves against the wall.

A long wooden table is covered with tools.Next to it was a messy cot.

Mr. Fan asked Xiao Luo to sit on the chair, and he watched condescendingly, gently stroking the little white cat in his arms.

I don't know why, Xiao Luo felt that being looked at by him like this, his heart gradually returned to calm, and his trembling fingers became obedient.

"Tell me about your illness." Mr. Fan's voice was low and calm.

"I...I..." As soon as Xiao Luo opened his mouth, he couldn't help looking behind.

"Don't worry, here, everything is safe."

"I recently suffered from severe neurasthenia... I took a lot of medicine, but it didn't work. I couldn't sleep all night, and when I closed my eyes, I would see bloody eyes."

After he spoke, his voice trembled, his eyes were wide open, and the bloodshot eyes could be seen clearly.

"Meow--"

A meow brought him back to reality, and he stared blankly at the cute little white cat like a princess. Its voice was soft and seemed to have a soothing effect.

"You don't need to be nervous, I think you really have a bad face, do you often walk at night?"

"Yes, sir, how do you know?"

"You might as well tell me, where did you go at night? Did you encounter any strange things?"

Xiao Luo swallowed his saliva and said, "I work night shift, and I don't come home until around 4 am every day. I've been walking that road for more than half a year, and there's nothing strange about it."

"You think carefully."

Mr. Fan was serious, but his voice was soft. He stood there in white clothes, as if emitting a faint light.

Xiao Luo touched his forehead and began to think about it. After a while, his eyes lit up: "By the way, half a month ago, when I was going home one night, I ran into a dead family. I was curious and took a second look. ..."

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