Crazy criticism of the heroine as a god in the spirit world

Chapter 6 The Devil Comes
I drove Uncle Zhang's Great Wall H6 towards the People's Third Hospital of the city.

It is already past eleven o'clock in the evening. Although it is also late at night, there are still cars on the road, and there are many night markets still operating on the roadside.

The whole city looks blurred in the glow of lights!

It takes only 10 minutes to drive to the Third Hospital of the city, because it is night and there is no traffic jam!

When I entered the gate of the Third Courtyard, the guard still came over to inquire about it, and I symbolically took out my work card and showed it to him.

The guard at the gate glanced at me, and then let me in without saying anything.

After all, it is common for people from funeral parlors to come to the hospital, and if they are driving the hearse, the guards at major hospitals may be old acquaintances.

Although I don't drive a hearse, I have followed Uncle Xiong who drives a hearse in the crematorium many times since I was a child.

Where are the parking garages of these hospitals in the city, and where are the morgues?

I found a parking space as easily as I was going back to my own home. After I parked, I rolled down the window a little bit, closed the door and took the curator straight to the mortuary.

Let Zhang Yi sleep in the car for a while!

This work of harvesting souls is not something he can see, so as not to scream.

The mortuary of the third hospital is on the second floor of the inpatient department, and you can walk directly through the reserved passage in the garage.

It's just that the channel is generally not open.

Because it was already late at night, there were not too many cars in the garage, most of the doctors and staff had already gone home, and the rest were just family members visiting the patients in the inpatient department.

There were fewer cars on the second floor, and the entire garage looked dark and damp.

These three courtyards have been around for many years, and the garage has not been renovated, and it looks dilapidated.

I walked through the door that read "No Entry for Idlers", walked into the passage at a leisurely pace, and walked straight to the mortuary.

The passage was not too wide, and the distance between them was only about three meters. The walls on both sides were soaked in water and were scorched yellow, and the yellow lights on the top seemed to flicker on and off.

Although I'm used to the dark atmosphere, after all, it's no different from the morgue in the crematorium. The place where dead bodies are kept all year round is particularly dark.

I wore a black sweater, a pair of skinny jeans, and a pair of colorful sneakers, which glowed green under the dim light.

It's like a floor made of rubber, and my sneakers make a "puff, puff" sound when I step on it!

Outside the mortuary is a small cubicle, and the lights inside are turned on at once.

A middle-aged man in a white coat came out, and when he saw me, he asked, "Why did you come here in the middle of the night?"

"Didn't you send someone who died of a heart attack in the afternoon? The family members called and said that something seemed to have fallen in the morgue. Let our people come and look for it!"

The gatekeeper's surname is Duan, and he is also an old man in the mortuary of the Third Hospital. It is common for me to come to play with Uncle Xiong and Brother Xiong Xin on weekdays, so they are all acquaintances who put on a face.

"Oh! Are you alone?" He didn't have too many doubts on his face, he just mentioned something casually.

"Yeah, I'm just here to get something!" As I said, I took the registration book he hung at the door and filled in my name and unit.

After I finished writing in two strokes, I dropped the pen and walked inside. Lao Duan didn't say anything, and let me in without raising his eyelids.

He retreated to the small room to watch TV by himself.

The curator poked his head out from the hat behind my hoodie and looked around.

I whistled twice with ease, and pushed open the door of the morgue.

Opening the door of the morgue, I blinked, opened my spiritual eyes, and looked around.

The visual perception has changed a lot, and it is the first time I have visited this morgue with my spiritual eyes open.

The sight of blue fireflies flickering everywhere really made my eyes shine, not to mention how beautiful it is.

Are these strong and sometimes weak lights the souls left in the mortuary for so many years?

The entire morgue is covered with dots of stars...

I suddenly felt the curator's tail shake slightly, and all the blue flames trembled slightly!
"Don't scare them!" I greeted the curator sitting on my shoulder.

What I got was a slap on my back, green pain!
Is there no one to collect these remaining souls, can I collect them?
Suddenly, a bunch of question marks popped up in my mind, so I took out my phone and clicked on the soul collection section of the underworld interface to take a look.

It was still the reminder of "Xu Guoping to be dealt with", and there were no other reminders.

I was wondering, but a few words suddenly popped up: "The unknown soul can be picked up, whether to open the temporary storage space!"

I clicked "yes" immediately.

The interface immediately displayed: "The unknown soul can be picked up and temporarily stored in the Golden Hairpin Lingzhu. It can also be submitted directly to enter the spirit world.

Unknown souls belong to nameless ghosts because they have no name to test. They can only enter the animal realm after reincarnation, and no merits will be counted! "

this……

I was a little dazed, and I glanced at the curator, hoping it could give me an opinion, but it looked at me with its nostrils.

What is the use of storing this in the spirit bead?If you submit it directly, it means that all the souls you have collected now will enter the animal path, isn't it a bit too irresponsible.

But how do these unknown souls verify their origin one by one.

At this time, the blue fireflies in the room seemed to start to stir, and various sounds came directly to my ears.

"Master Yin, please take us away!"

"I'm going to reincarnate, even if I'm a dog!"

"Let's get out, I don't want to be eaten by evil spirits!"

"Master Yin Envoy take us out!"

……

One by one, Yinghuo slowly approached me!

For a moment, a circle of blue flames surrounded me, gathering layer after layer.

"You're all willing to go into the livestock lane?"

"Yes, we are willing. I am haunted by evil spirits here, and I have waited for 30 years for an emissary to rescue us."

"I can't remember my name!"

"My child threw me out!"

……

My ears are filled with the cries of women, the laments of men, and the cries of old people and children!
What a miserable one!
"Evil ghost?" I caught a key word at once?

Why are there still evil spirits in this world?It seems that he has not encountered a single evil spirit after working as a temporary worker for four years!
What does this devil look like?

I'm still curious!
Can eat people?Can transform into form?Can spell?It can still suck people's souls!

While wondering, a gust of wind suddenly passed through, and the morgue truck in the mortuary suddenly started to move.

The iron wheels seem to rub against the ground through a strange force: "creaking" sound.

Some of these morgue vehicles still had dead people on them, while others were empty. Dozens of morgue vehicles drove towards me in unison.

All the spiritual fires disappeared in an instant...

Um?Where to hide?

Is this the evil spirit coming?

(End of this chapter)