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Chapter 76

Hospitals in the middle of the night always make people feel a little gloomy.

The long and narrow corridor was silent, and the translucent windows of the wards on both sides were pitch black.

Only the dim light above the head barely illuminates, and an inexplicable sense of depression always fills my heart.

The Lin'an City Hospital late at night was not as overcrowded as it was during the day.

Especially in the severe observation area at the rear, there are even fewer people in the middle of the night.

The nurse on duty lay drowsy at the nurse's station facing the elevator. The dark corridors on both sides were so silent that only the sound of the wind outside the window could be heard.

In the ward at the end of the corridor, in the darkness, Zhu Zhu and the two soldiers lay motionless on the bed, staring at the pale ceiling with their eyes open and their mouths open.

The equipment next to the hospital bed was still making slight noises, monitoring the vital signs of the three people 24 hours a day.

Outside the window, there is a big tree swaying in the wind, and its shadow is projected on the window, like a monster with teeth and claws.

This ward is surprisingly cold, so even the patrolling nurses are unwilling to stay in this ward for too long.

At this time, a military vehicle stopped downstairs of the hospital, and then Feng Yun and others went straight to the intensive care area.

As the elevator door opened, the sleeping nurse was awakened. She quickly stood up, trying to drive them away.

But before the nurse could speak, the fat man immediately showed his badge:
"The polling bureau handles the case!"

Feng Yun, on the other hand, didn't look sideways and didn't stop at all. He clearly came here for the first time, but he walked straight towards the end of the corridor as if he knew where these people were.

The nurse stood there in surprise, looking at the figures of several people in doubt.

Although she had never heard of the polling bureau, she could clearly recognize the military uniform that Feng Yun was wearing.

But after all, she was just a little nurse, and because she was afraid of taking responsibility, she quickly called to report to the higher authorities.

And Feng Yun was already standing in front of the door of the last ward at the end of the corridor, the fat man looked at Feng Yun curiously and asked:

"Director, how are you sure it's here?"

"Don't you think it's colder?"

Feng Yun asked softly, and they nodded immediately.

The further they walked into the corridor, the stronger the chill was, and this chill didn't seem to be caused by the environment, it was more like a cold feeling spreading from their bodies.

Feng Yun put his hand on the doorknob lightly, just when a gap was opened, a chill came over his face, Zhao Xue and Ma Ling'er couldn't help shivering.

It was impossible to see anything clearly in the pitch-black ward, as if a big mouth was about to swallow the few people standing at the door.

"Don't turn on the lights..."

Feng Yun immediately stopped the fat man who was about to turn on the light, and then walked straight into the house.

"Strange, why is it so cold in this room..."

Zhao Xue rubbed her hands, and there was even a clearly visible white gas when she spoke.

Ma Linger's perception of this kind of cold is also very strong. In comparison, Fatty and Yan Qilin are obviously much better, especially Yan Qilin, who seems not to be affected by this cold air at all.

Feng Yun soon came to the hospital bed closest to the door, and the pillar was lying on the bed.

At this moment, the face of the pillar was still very ferocious, and when Feng Yun approached, he could clearly feel the coldness all around seemed to emanate from several people.

Soon Feng Yun made a strange handprint, which stayed for a while on Zhuzi's shoulders and the top of his head, but did not touch Zhuzi's body.

"Sure enough, two of the three fires have been extinguished, and only the fire above the head is still hanging.

His soul is lost, if it takes longer, this person will become a vegetable..."

While talking, Feng Yun patted the bag on the fat man's back:

"Hurry up and take out the things. I will summon the soul myself, and it will be too late."

"spiritualism?"

Zhao Xue couldn't help but asked:

"Like the pen fairy or dish fairy in the movie?"

Feng Yun looked back at Zhao Xue, then smiled and said:
"These you mentioned are just the most basic and simple way of summoning, and they are not on the table.

However, no matter whether it is a pen fairy, a dish fairy, or a chopsticks fairy, it is all about changing the soup but not the medicine.

In fact, in the process of preparing for these ceremonies, it is the process of setting up the formation.

Using a small binding formation to lure passing ghosts closer, they were trapped in the formation and could not get out.

Ghosts, more or less, have supernatural powers, so answering some questions is naturally no problem. "

"Huh? Are these things real?"

Compared with Zhao Xue, Ma Ling'er's reaction was even greater. In comparison, it seemed that Zhao Xue was the heir of the Ma family.

"But I always said in the movies that this kind of pen master has a lot of resentment, and it's easy to invite it, but it's hard to send it away.

In many ghost films, don't the main characters die like this? "

Feng Yun couldn't help but laugh at Ma Linger's nonsense.

This also shows from the side that the current Ma Ling'er is indeed only carrying the empty name of the heir of the Ma family.

"Suppose you were walking, and suddenly you were tied up and asked some unreliable questions in your opinion, would you be resentful?"

While the fat man was working, he replied this sentence, which was really just right as the finishing touch.

Feng Yun immediately nodded his head, approving Fatty's words.

"Makes sense."

Ma Ling'er and Zhao Xue were thoughtful.

But soon, the attention of the two of them was attracted by the fat man. He was holding a handful of incense ash in his hand, and scattered from the door of the ward to the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yun took a bundle of red rope from the fat man. One end of the rope was tied to the big toe of the pillar, and the other end was extended to the door of the ward.

Then Yan Qilin also came forward to help, took out an incense burner from the fat man's backpack, and placed it in front of the door of the ward.

At the same time, the leader on duty of the hospital received a call from the nurse, and just in time to rush over. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw an incense burner in front of the ward at the end of the corridor.

An indescribable sense of awkwardness immediately made the leader on duty feel uncomfortable.

He walked forward quickly, but was quickly blocked by the fat man:

"The polling bureau is handling the case, hurry up and leave."

The leader on duty had never heard of the polling bureau, but the waist card in the fat man's hand could not be faked, and the domineering dragon pattern was enough to prove it.

This kind of waist card cannot be imitated, so at least it can prove that the polling bureau is an official institution of Dayan.

The leader on duty had no idea what these people were doing, just when he was about to ask, Feng Yun walked out with a bowl:

"Are you the leader here? Hello, I am the director of the Poll Bureau of Yanjun Military Mansion, and this is my badge."

Feng Yun took out his waist badge casually, and shook it in front of the leader on duty. In the dark night, the waist badge shone with different colors. The dragon pattern on it was more real and mighty, and the great flame badge was particularly eye-catching.

The leader on duty suddenly stared at him. Although he still didn't know what the polling bureau was, he soon realized that the man in front of him was a high-ranking military official!

"From now on, don't let anyone come to this floor, and don't let the nurse on duty come near. Do you understand?"

The leader on duty didn't dare to ask more questions, and nodded hastily, but his attention was completely attracted by the bowl in Feng Yun's hand at this moment.

I saw half a bowl of red viscous liquid in the bowl, and it exuded a pungent bloody smell...

(End of this chapter)