Yang Jinchuan and Yang Chengze exchanged a glance; both father and son understood that this matter would certainly not be easy to investigate.
Regardless, we still need to thoroughly investigate what happened back then.
A few people were chatting in the car when the paper figure floated in, landed on Tuan Tuan's shoulder, and whispered something in her ear.
As soon as he finished speaking, the paper figure vanished into thin air.
Gao Jianyun: "!!"
He had only ever seen such amazing paper figures on television.
To control the paper figure, you must invest a lot of energy.
Most metaphysical masters don't have that many abilities.
Tuantuan remained calm and said, "Big brother, let's go to the mental hospital."
What?
Mental hospital?
Yang Jinchuan: "Goodness, why the sudden decision to go to a mental hospital?"
Tuan Tuan nodded: "Because the paper doll discovered something, I want to go and see what's going on. I also called Grandpa Amao, he'll be coming too."
Grandpa Amao?
"The paper figure has already gone to find him."
Yang Jinchuan didn't ask any more questions and urged Yang Xinghe to drive over quickly.
The most important thing is the matter of the Youth League.
...
Master Juechen was picking his toes at home.
Lying on the worn-out sofa, Master Juechen frowned, feeling increasingly uneasy as he thought about it.
"This little Tuantuan is so amazing! I wonder who her master is. If she took me as her apprentice, wouldn't my abilities increase by leaps and bounds?"
Master Juechen was deeply troubled by this, always feeling that he could have tried again.
As soon as he sat up, Master Juechen noticed something above his head.
He took it down, and an incredibly ugly paper figure with a huge mouth and a fork-like mouth spoke to him: "Old man A Mao, your master wants you to go to the mental hospital."
What is that?
Old Man Mao?
Master Juechen: Are you being polite?
Master Juechen frowned as he looked at the garish paper figure: "Who are you?!"
“Tuantuan is my master, and I am her number one lackey.”
Master Juechen: "..."
What is that?
Lackey?
Master Juechen noticed a hint of arrogance on the paper figure's face. What was going on?
Why is it acting so arrogant when it can be Tuantuan's lackey?
The paper figure seemed to be able to read Master Juechen's thoughts, and gave him a disapproving look with its sidelong glance: "Hey, old man, you still look down on me? It's like you don't want to be your master's lackey."
Master Juechen was speechless.
Well, he really wanted to be one, but Tuan Tuan wouldn't give him the chance.
"Hurry up, your master is still waiting for you in the mental hospital. Old man, don't give up on treatment!"
After saying that, the paper figure flew away.
Master Juechen finally came to his senses as he watched the paper figure drift away.
"Tuantuan has such abilities! This is a paper doll! Is she Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush? How can a paper doll she just draw become a lackey?"
If he had such skill, he could draw a picture and someone would cook the meal, clean the floor, and wash the clothes.
If someone could massage his arms and legs, wouldn't that be like being in paradise?
Master Juechen picked up his weapon and headed straight for the mental hospital.
...
This time, Tuantuan did not openly enter the mental hospital through its main gate.
She waited until the panting Master Juechen arrived before speaking, "Grandpa Amao, please take me and Brother Jinghuai inside. I want to confirm something."
Master Juechen: ?
What's interesting to see in a mental hospital?
Master Juechen, who had not spoken, felt pressure coming from all directions. He looked up and found Xiaomei staring at him with a face full of anger.
【Amao, you're being disobedient again?】
The white-haired Master Juechen: "..."
He can no longer look at his own nickname the same way.
"Go, go now. I know a dog hole. I'll take you through it."
Led by Master Juechen, the two children followed him inside.
It was mealtime at the mental hospital, and everyone was eating, leaving the backyard quiet.
I had only taken a couple of steps when a man in a hospital gown jumped down from the tree.
The man's face was pale, giving him a sickly appearance. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were wrinkled, and he looked at the three people with suspicion.
Are you here for the feast too?
Tuan Tuan, Gu Jinghuai, and Grandpa Amao: "..."
The three people were dumbfounded. How should they answer this question?
The young man, who had a serious face, suddenly chuckled: "You must be here for the feast too, right? Come on, I'll take you there."
Master Juechen always felt that this lunatic was not normal. Oh, this person is a lunatic, he must be abnormal.
It's a banquet, isn't it only allowed when someone dies?
The little girl stepped forward and walked alongside the older boy, asking in her childish voice, "Big brother, where are we going for the feast? Why do we have to eat at a feast?"
"Because someone died."
Tuan Tuan, Gu Jinghuai, and Grandpa Amao: "..."
Where did someone die?
If someone dies in a mental hospital, the family will be contacted so that the body can be taken back for burial. It's impossible to have a feast at a mental hospital.
Gu Jinghuai grabbed Tuantuan's arm, shook his head at her, pointed to his head and said in a low voice, "Tuantuan, there's something wrong with him. You can't trust what he says."
Upon hearing Gu Jinghuai's words, the young man immediately put on a long face, clearly displeased: "Are you out of your mind, kid? You should stay here and get medical treatment. If you don't believe we can have a banquet here, I'll take you there and you'll see."
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