Xiaotao was silent again on this topic.

Whose life is not a pool of mud, she can't save Li Wenwen, just like she can't save herself.

"Another bowl!" Chu Bai's meat mat was slapped on the dining table, very heroic.

Chu Hanxing served soup again and divided most of the meat into its bowl. After a meal, Chu Bai's stomach was as round as its head, but it disappeared in less than ten minutes.

It was already four o'clock in the morning, and Xiaotao cleaned up the dishes and said, "Master, you are injured, go and rest!"

Chu Hanxing nodded and went back to the bedroom to meditate on the bed. Chu Bai felt sleepy when he was full. The little tiger on the jade pendant slept with all his back.

Chu Hanxing took out the seal that suppressed the three corpses, and the word thunder at the bottom was covered by talisman paper.

The five thunders will cut off ghost seals, suppress evil and evil, subdue demons and demons, and the three corpses will constantly suffer thunder whips inside until they completely dissipate from this world.

She thought about it, got up and turned on the laptop, and typed "1999, No. 18 Mental Hospital" on the search engine. The homepage was a conspicuous advertisement, and then turned down, which were some questions and irrelevant information.

He accidentally clicked on the advertisement and jumped into the page of Shiqing anchor. Chu Hanxing's eyes paused slightly, and his index finger tapped on the desktop.

Forest, church, Chinese and American dean, and...Borne.

She typed Bourne's full name on the keyboard, with the prefix added the four words "psychologist", clicked on search, the web page turned, and the relevant information jumped out.

Love, child...sexuality...invasion...hello...prostitutes and girls wearing nuns' robes...buyed doctors, terrifying treatment methods, frontal lobe removal surgery, care workers beat patients together...

Chu Hanxing swiped the mouse and browsed the reports one by one, understanding where the previous sense of incongruity came from.

The No. 18 Mental Hospital was not built on this land under her feet.

It was reported that a fire broke out in the No. 18 Mental Hospital in N Country, burning all the sins.

Therefore, although the barrier is in Zijin Academy, no matter how long it is traced back, a mental hospital has never been established in this land.

It just so happens that the Feng Shui here is suitable for the barrier placement, and the door number is exactly the same as the hospital, with the right time, place and people.

The three corpses slaughtered the entire hospital, which is a sin in itself, and there seems to be nothing wrong with killing people crazy.

Chu Hanxing closed the page, sat in front of the computer desk, closed his eyes, but did not move for a long time.

The morning light was dim, and the sun gradually illuminated the entire sky.

Chu Bai had enough sleep, jumped onto the computer desk, but couldn't stand firmly, and sat down on the keyboard, and heard a snap.

It seemed to be fun, it stepped on the keyboard, and the sound of mahjong sounded irregularly.

The warm iron palm arrived as scheduled with darkness. Chu Bai rubbed his head against Chu Hanxing's palm with his cheek: "I know you are not asleep, hehe, what are you thinking?"

“Good and evil.”

Chu Hanxing held his cheek with one hand and scratched its belly with his fingers.

"Good and evil?" Chu Bai pulled Chu Hanxing's finger away, squatted on the keyboard, with a serious face and said seriously, "Good and evil are opposite, like a Tai Chi pattern composed of black and white.

If there is no evil in the world, then good will not exist.

Just like if the world is white, will there be the concept of white?

So there is no pure evil, nor pure good in the world."

A trace of surprise flashed in Chu Hanxing's eyes. She stopped her fingers and whispered: "I thought you would say that good is good, and evil is evil."

Chu Bai said unconvincedly: "You are a stereotype. Although I am a slut, my bloodline inheritance told me a long time ago that I can distinguish between right and wrong and good and evil, and cannot generalize it with a fixed mindset."

It’s like a father slashing someone who hurts his young daughter. Can you say he is definitely an absolutely bad person?

"Sorry." Chu Hanxing sat upright, with serious eyes in his eyes.

Chu Baimao turned into a suspicious pink again, and it said in a squishy manner: "I, there is no. Are you bothering about this?"

It raised its head, looked serious, and looked like it was about to share the burden with Chu Hanxing.

"no."

Outside the window, there are blue sky and white clouds, the sun is shining, and the sky is clear, without a trace of haze.

Chu Hanxing moved Chu Bai away, covered the computer, and pressed his head: "Let's go, go for breakfast."

"Okay!"

Chu Bai cheered and immediately threw his previous steadience out of the sky.

Xiaotao seemed to have chicken blood injected, and gave noodles in the middle of the night, but in the morning she was actually having buns.

So as soon as one person and one tiger left the room, he smelled the strong fragrance. Chu Hanxing opened the rice cooker and it was millet porridge.

There is no doubt that if there are soybeans at home, she and Chu Bai can still drink hot soy milk.

Xiao Tao wore an apron, but the late Qing Dynasty clothing was still very inconvenient. Her wide sleeves swept across the cooking table from time to time and were stained with water from her sleeves.

Chu Hanxing pondered, "Do you want to integrate into modern life?"

Xiaotao patted the flour in his palm and turned around, looking puzzled.

Chu Hanxing touched Chu Bai's Maomao and said, "Change clothes, go to the vegetable market, go to the supermarket, go to the mall, and truly experience modern life, rather than being a bystander."

Xiaotao was stunned, stunned, and didn't know how to react for a while.

There were steamed buns in the pot, Chu Hanxing lowered the fire, turned around and put the buns on the dining table, and served three more bowls of millet porridge.

Chu Bai said very positively that he could help, so Chu Hanxing put his own bowl on his head, and it steadily brought the bowl of millet porridge to the dining room.

When Chu Hanxing took it off, it raised its chin and the ostentatious glanced at Chu Hanxing from time to time, with an expression of praising me.

Chu Hanxing touched its head. After several days of cultivation, Chu Bai was able to use his weak spiritual power to hold the bowl. She smiled and said, "I will take you to buy candy later."

Chu Hanxing lit the fragrance, and Xiao Tao smelled the smell and then came to her senses.

She was a ghost, but at this moment, she inexplicably felt her heart beating a little fast.

Suddenly she remembered that the steamed bun was about to be cured, so she hurriedly turned off the fire and opened the cover. When her hands touched the high temperature, she subconsciously pinched the earlobe to cool down. When it touched the cold, she was stunned again.

She quickly put the steamed buns on the plate and brought them to the bright dining room with them, but her steps were not as neat as before.

Chu Hanxing and Chu Bai looked up at her at the same time, and Xiao Tao felt uneasy.

"Sit down and have a meal!" Chu Bai patted the dining chair with the meat mat.

Xiaotao was a little dazed, and his eyes slowly moved up from the dining chair and fell to the dining table.

The buns were neatly arranged. Chu Bai secretly licked the edge of his bowl while Chu Hanxing was not paying attention. His beard only had water stains and no oil. Chu Hanxing did not hold chopsticks.

Except for Chu Bai secretly licking the rice porridge, the breakfast on the dining table did not move at all.

The picture suddenly coincided with the memories of the past. The difference was that in the past, she served the last dish, and everything on the plate was flipped and fiddled, and she also urged and complained impatiently.

Xiaotao suddenly burst into tears.

It turns out that I didn’t finish the dishes in time, so I don’t need to blame or feel guilty.
Chapter completed!