My Corpse is Bohemian

An Bu felt as if he was floating in a vacuum, surrounded by darkness, with only the book of life and death that was reorganizing the data in front of him. The book of life and death is not a book, but a computer-like existence that can calculate the fate of each life, but her book of life and death cannot check the detailed information of all beings, only anger and death. Its origin is a mystery, and it seems that it was originally bound to her soul. After her death, she was left in the world in the form of a living corpse.

The current life and death book is only the initial state, and it needs to absorb a lot of death energy to upgrade, but An Bu refused to absorb death energy, but tried his best to accumulate life, causing the level of life and death book to stagnate.

Anbu has no regrets. Although the journey was difficult, the scenery along the way made her nostalgic.

The memory was a little fuzzy, An Bu didn't know how she got into this state, but she must have been exposed to a lot of death energy before she fainted.

The life and death book gradually stopped calculating, the death gas value: 6791353, the vitality value: 937605, and below the death gas value and the vitality value are subdivided [undead death gas value] and [destiny vitality value] and the value of each point of death gas and vitality value. source.

Unfamiliar and familiar names flashed before An Bu'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 2W of anger. Although it was just ordinary anger, it was all from one person, which was unique.

An Bu closed his eyes and searched his memory, and blurred pictures gradually emerged in his mind, and there was a figure in each picture.

[Mr. Jane, 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. Jane, I will definitely treat you very well in the future. 】

...

An Bu felt very magical, just recalled a little, and the memory fragment with him jumped into his heart like a elf, making the dark world instantly brighter.

While recalling, An Bu suddenly felt a little heat coming from the palm of his hand. Immediately, he saw that his anger value began to increase slowly, his senses gradually became clearer, and the smell of disinfectant was faintly smelled in his nose.

Oops! She must be in the hospital now, and is being treated as a dead person.

The cat owner was beside her, holding her hand, saddened by her "death".

The last thing Anbu wanted to hurt was him, so she tried her best to hide her identity so that he wouldn't know that she had already died. Maybe she subconsciously longed to resurrect herself in his lifetime, and then accompany him to his old age openly.

Only this time, she might not be able to hide it.

Can Mr. Jane accept her as a living corpse?

"What happened, 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: "It's like this..."

She began to talk about the cause and effect of this incident, from the time when their crew stayed in the Hot Spring Villa to record the show, encountered a supernatural incident, and then she asked Anbu for help, all details and no concealment.

"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 to shoot." Ge Tingting covered her mouth, "Later, the owner of the villa invited a few Feng Shui masters, but their abilities were weak. It was a fake model, so I proposed to ask An Bu for help. Because I was worried that she wouldn't come, I just...I asked the director to lie about my accident..."

Officer Sun looked at her disapprovingly. It was about personal safety, so how could he lie casually?

Ge Tingting didn't know what happened afterward, but she only knew that when she saw An Bu again, she had already collapsed in the cave of the villa, without her life, and the supernatural phenomena of the villa had all disappeared after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Ge Tingting burst into tears.

Officer Sun sighed and was about to say something else when he suddenly felt a figure walking by, and then only heard a "pop", 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 was slapped abruptly, not daring to say a word.

Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ningxuan in amazement. From childhood to adulthood, he had never done anything with anyone, let alone his own cousin. Alas, Tingting's mistake this time is indeed irreparable.

At this time, Officer Sun coughed lightly, looked at Ge Sirui, and asked, "Has the cause of death been found out?"

The supernatural events mentioned by Ge Tingting are not convenient to be used as evidence in court, and can only be investigated from the cause of death.

Ge Sirui shook his head: "An Bu has no obvious trauma, the cause of death is a mystery, and further autopsy is needed."

Hearing the word "autopsy", Jian Ningxuan's body trembled slightly and stared at Ge Sirui. Although there was no words, the resistance in his eyes was obvious.

Ge Sirui looked away, not daring to look at him.

Officer Sun said, "Mr. Jane, Miss An doesn't seem to have any other relatives. You are her closest person, so you shouldn't want her to die in a cryptic way, right?"

die? No, she just fell asleep and will wake up after 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, just as he stepped through the door, his pupils shrank suddenly, rushed in quickly, and lifted the quilt, the person who was lying on the bed was gone!

"Huh? Where's the person?" Officer Sun stood at the door, looking at the empty hospital bed with surprise.

They were all standing in the corridor outside the ward just now. Although they did not pay attention to the situation in the ward, how could they be unaware of the 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 hurriedly took everyone to see the surveillance.

The corridors on each floor of the hospital were monitored. The doctor called out the monitor on the floor where An Bu was located. After 30 minutes of time, Officer Sun rushed to the hospital with two police officers and asked Ge Tingting and the 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.

But after a while, the door of the ward behind them was suddenly pulled open, and then walked out of a familiar figure, 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, people came and went in the corridor, and everyone was five or six meters away from the ward. It was normal that they did not notice that she had left.

Jian Ningxuan turned his back to the ward at the time, and he did feel a little coolness, but it was fleeting, and he happened to talk about the "autopsy" issue, so he didn't look back immediately.

"Oh my God! How is that possible?!" The doctor looked at the surveillance screen in disbelief. He was the one who declared the patient dead before. Why is she alive now? Did you misdiagnose yourself? Thinking of this, cold sweat poured down.

The person who just walked out of the ward is Anbu who has been declared dead!

Officer Sun, the Ge sisters, and others watching the surveillance all cast doubtful glances at the doctor.

"Impossible, I've clearly been diagnosed." The doctor said hesitantly.

"Diagnosed? I think it was a misdiagnosis!" Officer Sun reprimanded in a stern tone.

"Is it a suspended animation?" Ge Sirui's eyes flashed with excitement, and he hurriedly asked, "Doctor Zhang, do you think it might be suspended animation?"

Doctor Zhang's expression was stiff, and he didn't answer for a long time.

"Doctor Zhang, what about you? Is there a possibility of suspended animation!" Officer Sun urged rudely.

"Yes, there is a possibility..." With the facts in front of him, Dr. Zhang was unable to argue and could only bear the blame.

"Ning Xuan, you heard it, it's suspended animation!" Ge Sirui looked at Jian Ning Xuan in surprise, only to find that the person who was standing beside him had disappeared for some time.

"Cousin chased out..." Ge Tingting slumped to the ground, and the moment she learned that An Bu was only suspended for suspended animation, she felt as if she was relieved.

Ten minutes ago, An Bu woke up from a coma, and when he saw that there was no one in the ward, he immediately chose to run away. She is not worried about being photographed by surveillance cameras. It is not uncommon for her to die suddenly and then come back to life within a day or two. Besides, she has no trauma, so the credibility of suspended animation is very high. 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, An Bu fumbled around for a while, but didn't find the phone, only a wallet and a bunch of keys. Wallets hold ID cards, bank cards, and other cards of all kinds.

At this time, she found a business card stored separately, with "square inches" written on the front and a phone number, with a note on the back: a quack doctor who specializes in treating the dead.

Huh? A few scattered memories flashed through An Bu's mind. Then he found a public phone booth and dialed Fang Cun.

Just when she called, Jian Ningxuan chased him out of the hospital, but unfortunately he didn't see the figure behind the green belt. He turned around and returned to the parking lot, got into his car, and galloped towards his residence. He felt that An Bu might go home. If he didn't go home, he would hack the nearby surveillance system and track her everywhere.

An Bu called a car and went straight to Fang Cun's residence.

"Sister An, what's the matter with you looking for me in such a hurry?" Fang Cun asked while welcoming An Bu into the room.

"I'm dead." An Bu replied coldly.

"This...isn't it obvious?" Fang Cun handed her a bottle of juice.

Anbu put the juice aside and said, "I was just admitted to the hospital and was confirmed to be dead."

Fangcun: "...Which hospital?"

"Central Hospital." An Bu looked at Fang Cun and said seriously, "Judging from the stiffness of my body, I've been 'dead' for more than three hours. How likely do you think it is to be regarded as suspended animation?"

Fang Cun: You are the only one who can analyze your corpse situation by yourself.

"After you were diagnosed and died, you ran out of the hospital alive like this?"

An Bu nodded: "I worry 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 suspended animation."

"How to prove it?" An Bu hesitated, "I don't have any vital signs. If others check carefully, they will definitely find something abnormal."

Fang Cun showed a smug smile: "The mountain man has his own plan."

He took his medical box, took out a button-sized item from the box, and introduced: "This is my improved pulse pacemaker, which is attached to the armpit, which can cause the heart to vibrate regularly. The stethoscope can't hear anything out of the ordinary."

An Bu's eyes lit up, and he took the small pacemaker and put it on his armpit. After feeling it for a while, his chest really started to vibrate, as if he really had a heartbeat.

Fang Cun then took out another glass vessel, and used tweezers to pick out something as thin as a string.

"This is a blood worm, it lives on blood, but the demand is extremely small and the life span is very long. It digests food through a certain frequency of exercise." Fang Cun said, "I have done a lot of experiments and found that this kind of fibroids has a long lifespan. It moves at a very similar rate to your pulse. Just implant it in your wrist and you can simulate an arterial pulsation."

An Bu's shocked face: How come you are so good!

"This kind of thing is impossible for a living person, but for you, it's easy." 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 pulse, she was almost like a normal person.

Before the operation, Fangcun underwent the necessary disinfection treatment. Although the subject of the operation is a corpse and is not afraid of infection, the basic professionalism should not be lost.

Forty minutes later, two minor operations were successfully completed. The incision on An Bu's hand slowly healed under Fang Cun's astonished gaze, leaving no trace at the end.

"Next, I'll give you a medical report, plus a fake heartbeat and pulse, which is enough to dispel the doubts of outsiders. The only flaw is probably breathing. Fortunately, normal experience will not check breathing."

"Thank you." An Bu praised without hesitation, "You really deserve to be a quack doctor who specializes in treating dead people."

Fang Cun: "..." It doesn't matter if he specializes in treating the dead. What does "quack doctor" mean? ! Is this word a compliment?

At this moment, 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."

Fang Cun is a little uncertain: "The cost of building a laboratory is not small. Various instruments can easily cost tens of millions, not to mention a bottomless research fund."

"Money is not the problem, I'm only responsible for paying the money, and you can handle other things yourself."

Fang Cun looked surprised: "I didn't expect you to be rich."

"Do you think I've lived in vain for so many years?"

"Yes, you are a 700-year-old corpse. There should be quite a few antiques at home." Fang Cun looked at her with admiration.

Anbu: "???"

She has forgotten the story 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 walk, gave her a medical report, and then sent her home.

Waving goodbye to Fang Cun, An Bu walked into the community, observing the surrounding environment and comparing his memories.

Arriving at the door of the house, An Bu took out the key, opened the door, and entered. As soon as he stepped into the entrance, he felt a familiar breath blowing towards his face.

An Bu raised his head, a dazzling light suddenly broke into her dark vision without warning. In the next second, she was hugged tightly, a little warmth, slowly entering her heart through the skin, and her anger value suddenly rose by 170 points.

A few brilliant colors flashed in front of An Bu'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 his body seemed to be exhausted, putting most of his weight on her shoulders.

Safe step, safe step, safe step...

He kept calling in his heart, but he couldn't make a sound.