I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

Chapter 82 Feng Qiqi lives and dies with Zhao Qi

"My daughter has been lost like this, and your hospital still won't give me an explanation. Is there any justice?"

"This matter must be solved for us today, otherwise your hospital will not be opened."

"The corpse has been parked in your hospital for a day, and now you tell me that it is gone. Is there some gray industry behind your hospital?"

The person standing on the steps who has been explaining to the family members is the director of the hospital. But at this time, all the family members are angry, and it is impossible for him to calm them down alone.

Therefore, when he saw Sun Miao and others wearing the uniforms of the Criminal Division, the dean quickly asked the doctors around him to cover up. He finally got to Sun Miao and others and complained:

"Leader, have you found anything in this matter? I really can't hold it back."

Zhao Qi had no intention of wasting time by following the dean, so he waved his hand and led Zhang Zhenshan and others straight to the morgue.

Seeing this, Sun Miao hurriedly said that they were investigating and chased after him.

The dean was left standing alone, in a dilemma.

There are no patients in the hospital now, and most of the doctors and nurses who have nothing to do with this matter have not come to work, so that the hospital building that used to be bustling with people is now eerily silent.

From the moment he entered the hospital, Zhao Qi had been staring at the compass in his hand. Seeing the strange changes in the magnetic needle, his brows became more and more furrowed:

"The situation here is almost the same as in the cemetery. The Yin Qi has gathered to a certain concentration and formed a calamity Qi. This is definitely not something that a mountain spirit wild monster that has just become a spirit can do..."

Following the remnants of Yin Qi, Zhao Qi and others arrived at the underground floor of the hospital.

The morgue is now open to all directions, and as soon as you step out of the elevator, you will see the cordon set up by the Criminal Division.

Several leaders of the Tiexing Division's serious crime team quickly stepped forward to open the cordon, and followed Zhao Qi and others into the messy room.

At this moment, the doors of all the morgue cabinets were open, and the drawers where the corpses were originally placed were scattered on the ground.

There is almost no intact body bag, and all of them have signs of violent tearing.

Although they were mentally prepared, Zhang Zhenshan and others were still a little shocked by what they saw.

It was as if a fierce battle had broken out not long ago, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see.

Zhao Qi seemed to be sure of something. He put away the compass, and then called Zhang Zhenshan to his side:
"The other team members have just joined now and are still in the running-in stage, so I can only leave this matter to you with confidence."

Zhang Zhenshan nodded and said seriously:
"Don't worry, Inspector Zhao, I will guarantee that any task will be completed!"

Zhao Qi whispered a few words into Zhang Zhenshan's ear.

Zhang Zhenshan agreed in surprise, and then left here under the watchful eyes of several people.

"Supervisor, the situation in this place is almost exactly the same as that in the cemetery."

Wang Wuchen folded his arms, observed the surroundings with sharp eyes, and expressed his judgment immediately:

“The tear marks on the body bags, including the distortions caused by the violent cracking of the morgues, are all caused by internal damage.

But why does the corpse come to life on its own? "

Wang Wuchen was the most confused among everyone present. He could keenly detect many things that were wrong.

All the conclusions constantly reminded Wang Wuchen that these corpses seemed to have come to life again. They broke free from the body bags, kicked open the door of the morgue, and then left the morgue.

But how is this possible? People cannot be resurrected after death, not to mention that some of the missing bodies have been stored here for a long time.

These doubts filled Wang Wuchen's mind, making his whole state seem a little obsessed.

Zhao Qi nodded lightly and agreed with Wang Wuchen's judgment:
"Yes, but what I can't figure out is what influence these corpses received to wake up one by one. If we can figure out this influence, maybe we can know where these corpses went."

Originally, several people didn't have much feelings about Wang Wuchen's judgment, and just regarded it as an idea that sounded outrageous.

But when this idea was recognized by Zhao Qi, the nature was completely different.

"Am I drunk...or are you talking nonsense?"

Li Xuanran walked forward in confusion and looked at Zhao Qi and Wang Wuchen asking in surprise:
"The corpse came to life again? How is this possible?"

"Of course it's impossible for a corpse to come back to life on its own..."

Zhao Qi said solemnly:
"The problem isn't the bodies themselves, it's the ghosts who are dead.

What we can see is that the corpse left here on its own initiative, but we are not sure whether it is the soul that was supposed to leave that controlled the corpse, or whether there are other ghosts who have borrowed the corpse to return to life! "

After hearing so many mysterious and mysterious words from Zhao Qi's mouth, Li opened his mouth sadly, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Feng Qiqi on the side looked at Zhao Qi with more curiosity, and even showed some interest in such a scary environment.

"Is there a soul after death?"

Feng Qiqi suddenly asked, attracting everyone's attention.

"Of course, the human body is just the carrier of the soul. Without the three souls and seven souls, the body will corrupt over time."

"If that's the case, why didn't those people I killed come to me for revenge?"

When it comes to murder, Feng Qiqi seems to be talking about a trivial matter.

However, this question is also very critical, and it directly questions the theory that Zhao Qifang just mentioned.

"Before answering your question, you should take basic courses with professors first, otherwise you won't understand even if I say it."

Zhao Qi looked at Feng Qiqi, "Fortunately, now there is a chance for you to see with your own eyes what ghosts are!"

At these words, not to mention the team members present, even the team leaders of Ti Xing Division looked at each other.

The topics discussed by these people from just now to now have always puzzled Sun Miao and others.

Now it's actually brought up again. What the hell is this Qintian Prison department? Why is it so weird?
At this moment, Zhang Zhenshan ran back panting, and there was a black plastic bag in his hand.

"Emissary, I have prepared everything you need, and it's all in this bag."

"Thanks for your hard work!"

Zhao Qi took the black belt from Zhang Zhenshan's hand, and then motioned to several team members to clear the center of the morgue.

Under the confused gazes of several people, Zhao Qi took the lead in taking out a porcelain bowl for eating from the black bag.

Then he took out a small bag of white rice and poured a large bowl full of it.

Zhao Qi carefully placed the bowl of white rice on the ground, then picked up three sticks of incense, lit them and inserted them in the middle of the rice.

Just when several people were looking more and more confused, Zhao Qi took out a few pieces of tissue paper from the bag, and folded them into small paper lanterns with a few random moves.

The wicks were dipped in sesame oil and fixed inside the paper lanterns, and were lined up by Zhao Qi until outside the gate.

While making preparations, Zhao Qi taught the team members the significance of what he was doing now:

"This is called dumpling rice. After the three sticks of incense are burned out and mixed with the ashes, you can take a bite and follow the soul-inducing lantern to the ghost road.

Now the investigation is stuck at a bottleneck, so we can only find another way to look for clues on the ghost road. "

Rice dumplings began to rise after the Tang and Song dynasties.

When a person dies, the family will move the deceased to the door panel and cover the face and pillow under the head with yellow paper. This is called door curtain in the folk.

Then, a bowl of half-cooked rice is placed in front of the deceased's head, and three sticks of incense are placed on it. This is the last meal in the world for the deceased.

After the meal, the soul of the dead followed the soul-guiding lantern to the ghost road, and had nothing to do with this world anymore.

This is also the reason why people are not allowed to insert chopsticks into rice, because it is very similar to eating rice upside down.

The meal that is cooked upside down is also called the meal eaten by ghosts. To avoid this bad luck, the people have this rule.

But now Zhao Qi's conditions are limited and there is no half-cooked rice, so he simply uses uncooked rice instead.

After doing all this, Zhao Qi took out the last two items from the bag.

A mirror, and a bell.

It looks very ordinary and nothing special.

Zhao Qi placed the mirror directly west of the stop time so that the mirror could face all the team members.

"The situation on the Ghost Road is complicated. I can't take you all there, because once something goes wrong on the Ghost Road, it will be difficult to come back."

As he spoke, Zhao Qi lit two candles in front of the mirror:
"Mirrors are meant to communicate with the underworld. I will let you see through the mirror what I saw and heard on the ghost road."

After saying this, Zhao Qi turned his head and looked at Feng Qiqi not far away, and said playfully:

"Didn't you say that you are mine for the time being? In that case, we share life and death, so just follow me and go to the hell gate!"

Feng Qiqi's breath was stagnant, "Just go."

Seeing that Zhao Qi had prepared these things in a decent manner, Feng Qiqi's heart was already full of doubts.Furthermore, she never believed in ghosts and gods, so she wanted to see what Zhao Qi wanted to do.

During the preparation period, the three sticks of incense have been basically burned out, and the ashes are spread on the white rice, forming a half-black and half-white appearance.

Zhao Qi casually grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, then his eyes signaled Feng Qiqi to follow his instructions.

Feng Qiqi walked forward hesitantly, and then with a sudden change of heart, she also grabbed a handful of white rice stained with incense ash and put it into her mouth.

A bitter feeling suddenly filled her mouth, causing Feng Qiqi's expression to become distorted.

Following Zhao Qi's instructions, Feng Qiqi lay on a morgue, while Zhao Qi lay next to her and held her hand.

Feng Qiqi couldn't help but trembled, but quickly calmed down.

"Jingle bell... Jingle bell..."

At some point, a strange bell sound came to Feng Qiqi's ears. It was very clear at first, but slowly the sound began to become ethereal, as if the distance between herself and Zhao Qi was getting farther and farther. .

Five minutes passed. Wang Wuchen and others kept looking at Zhao Qi and Feng Qiqi, but there was no reaction.

Li Xuanran tried to shout softly a few times with some confusion:

"Supervisor, has it started?"

Neither of them had any reaction, but for some reason, they all noticed that the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot.

There was obviously no wind, but the lights in those paper lanterns were falling in the same direction.

"call……"

Suddenly, the two candles in front of the mirror went out without warning. Then Wang Wuchen's pupils shrank rapidly. He pointed at the mirror and said in shock:
"Look, there's a picture in the mirror!"

Sure enough, the mirror that originally reflected the figures of several people was no longer a familiar environment, but like a movie on a monitor, turning into a dark path.

……

Feng Qiqi opened her eyes in silence. She didn't feel any strange changes. Just when she was about to tell Zhao Qi that it was of no use, she found that she was already in a strange environment.

In front of and behind him is a path that looks almost identical and has no boundaries.

On both sides of the path are towering trees that can block out the sky and the sun, making the whole environment look very depressing.

There were no lights on this road, so Feng Qiqi couldn't see anything clearly.

This made her feel uneasy, and at the same time, she instinctively started to become vigilant.

There was no sign of Zhao Qi around, and Feng Qiqi's mind was also in chaos.

what 's wrong?
Could it be that there was something hallucinogenic in the white rice just now?

Feng Qiqi still didn't think about the ghost road, she just felt strange and uneasy.

She slowly walked forward along the path, trying to figure out her current situation.

But no matter how she walked, nothing seemed to change around her.

Moreover, this path was winding and winding, with many forks in the road. Before going very far, Qiqi realized that she could no longer remember the direction in which she came.

Her beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, vigilantly catching any signs of unusualness.

It was eerily quiet here, and she could even hear her own breathing clearly all the time.

This immersive feeling was not like an illusion, and Feng Qiqi felt a little shaken.

"call……"

A gust of wind blew by, making the woods rustle.

The gloomy sky was blowing with the gloomy wind, as if it would rain at any time.

Feng Qiqi subconsciously quickened her pace. She desperately wanted to stay away from this uneasy place.

She doesn't like anything she can't control, it makes her feel uneasy.

In the morgue, several people gathered in front of the mirror, eyes wide open, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Feng Qiqi is clearly lying on the morgue now, but why does she appear exactly the same in the mirror?

Sun Miao and others from the Criminal Investigation Department task force at the back were also dumbfounded. They didn't expect that such a strange picture would appear in the mirror.

"Is there some kind of projector behind this mirror?"

Li Suanran looked behind the mirror in astonishment. However, this thin layer of mirror was ordinary and there was nothing strange about it.

Zhang Zhenshan sighed when he saw Li Wanran's reaction:
“As expected, you are still a newcomer, you shouldn’t doubt Supervisor Zhao.

I saw with my own eyes that he made the fox demon a mountain god in Yishan. Although I didn't believe it before that, I didn't object to it because it has been spread among the people since ancient times. Can't you understand this truth? "

"Yes."

Zhang Lingyuan also nodded expressionlessly.

The words of the two made Li Wanran and Wang Wuchen startled. Before their union, they had been studying folk customs, Feng Shui and other knowledge since they entered Qintian Prison. It seemed that Zhao Qi was setting the stage.

The meaning of foreshadowing is this truth that is unbelievable to most people.

"Chen Feng, why are you here!"

At this moment, Feng Qiqi's voice suddenly came from the mirror, which quickly attracted the attention of several people.

Feng Qiqi seemed to have discovered something, and she kept running quickly in one direction, and kept calling a name named Chen Feng.

Li Ruanran rubbed his eyes subconsciously:
"Isn't she alone on this road? Who is she talking to?"

At this time, Feng Qiqi had stopped and seemed to be talking to someone in front of her. She no longer had the indifferent attitude before, but seemed a little excited.

Several people watching this scene were confused. No one knew what was happening to Feng Qiqi at this moment.

Not long after, Feng Qiqi became anxious again, as if the person she was talking to just now suddenly ran away, and Feng Qiqi chased after him emotionally.

"Chen Feng! Where are you going!"

Feng Qiqi kept calling the name faster and faster until a group of weird people appeared in front of her.

Although the clothes worn by these people are of different colors, they are basically the same style.

There were men and women, old and young, standing in the middle of the road, blocking Feng Qiqi's way.

But they didn't seem to care about Feng Qiqi's appearance, but kept raising their heads, wondering what they were looking at.

Feng Qiqi stopped and her expression returned to its previous coldness.

She observed the people in front of her with vigilance, and then followed their gaze towards the sky.

However, it didn't matter, I saw many things floating down from the sky.

The crowd, which was originally dead silent and numb, now had their eyes gleaming and excitedly stretched out their hands to grab the things floating down from the sky.

Feng Qiqi also reached out her hand in confusion and caught one of them. Before she could see it clearly, the touch already made her feel inexplicably cold.

She slowly brought the paper closer, struggling to identify the object in the darkness.

When she really saw what was in her hands, she felt a sudden chill on her back.

This turned out to be a piece of yellow paper, also commonly known as paper money.

Feng Qiqi raised her head in astonishment, looking at the crowd of people frantically grabbing paper money in front of her, and a horrifying guess came to her mind.

paper money...

Is this really a ghost road?

So these people are ghosts?

At this moment, a hand suddenly rested on Feng Qiqi's shoulder.

"Ah! Dirty thing, get out of here!"

Feng Qiqi's whole body was shaken, and out of instinctive reaction, she hit her face with her elbow without mercy.

However, her move was easily neutralized by the opponent. Just when Feng Qiqi struck again, she saw Zhao Qizheng standing in front of her seriously, holding her hand, and making a silent gesture with the other hand. action.

"you……"

Then without any explanation, Zhao Qi took Feng Qiqi's hand and turned into the side road. He didn't stop until he was far away from those people.

(End of this chapter)