My master is the coffin

Chapter 71

Although it can be seen that the ghost lady is not very willing to help me save Wushuang.But I really didn't expect that she would propose a blood contract.

I stayed there, subconsciously shaking my head.

The ghost lady smiled faintly and asked me: "Why, you don't want to?"

My mind is full of Zhi Zha Wu's words.He had already expected that the ghost lady wanted to make a blood contract with me.Then, life and death are related, and we share weal and woe.

Although Zhizha Wu didn't say clearly what harm this incident would cause.But judging from his nervousness, it shouldn't be a good thing.

I said softly: "Why do you want to make a blood contract? You want to harm me?"

The ghost lady shook her head: "I don't want to hurt you, I just want you to help me get my body back."

My heart was wrapped in several emotions, including fear, anxiety, and madness.I boldly yelled: "I've said it ten thousand times, I will help you get back your body, why don't you believe me? Must sign a blood contract?"

The ghost lady faced my anger lightly, and said calmly: "I have said it many times, I will not harm you, why don't you still not believe me?"

A simple sentence blocked all my dissatisfaction and irritability.Sealed inside the body, it hurts all kinds of meat and eight vegetables.

I waved my hand: "Could it be okay to change the way?"

The ghost lady shook her head, calmly and resolutely: "No." Then, as if deliberately fanning the flames, she stood in front of her and kindly reminded: "You'd better make a decision quickly, otherwise, even if people can be saved, they will have to be rescued." Injured quite a bit."

My mind was running fast, trying to weigh the pros and cons.

I sighed and asked the ghost lady: "After signing the blood contract with you, what do you want me to do? Except find the body."

The ghost lady shook her head: "As long as I find the body, I will terminate the contract with you. If you believe me, just extend your hand."

I sighed and gave it up.Then I stretched out my hand.

The ghost lady standing opposite me also reached out and held my wrist.I turned my hand over and wrote two red letters on the palm: "Wen Yu."

I retracted my hand and looked at those two words with a sad face.Then put his hands behind his back, pretending to be inadvertent, and rubbing them quietly.I want to erase the words.

These small actions failed to escape the eyes of the ghost lady.She smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, these two words are just written on the soul. When you help me find the body, I will erase it for you."

I gave a helpless wry smile and said, "Now you can tell me, how can I save Wushuang?"

The ghost lady nodded and said, "Wu Shuang is not actually pregnant, what is in her stomach is the soul of a fetus."

I nodded: "I know that too."

The ghost lady sighed: "Although the fetus did not come to the world, it has its own soul. It died for no reason, and naturally there is their resentment. It is a pity that the world is still hurting them again and again without knowing it. This kind of grievance, I am afraid that even Even a mother can’t understand it.”

When the ghost lady said this, the more she spoke, the more moved she became, and she almost shed a few tears of sympathy.

I waved my hands again and again: "Can we get to the point?"

The ghost lady nodded, carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the corner of her sleeve, and said, "These fetuses were all stillborn. However, they didn't die because of the mother's poor health or an accident. They are all intentionally hurting them. Therefore, their grievances are getting bigger and bigger. Wushuang sleeps in the living room at night, and it is normal for them to see him and get caught."

I nodded: "How can I save people?"

The ghost lady thought for a while: "Although Wushuang is not the mother of the ghost fetus, the ghost fetus is hidden in her body after all. If the ghost fetus is killed by force, I am afraid that Wushuang will not be able to bear it at all."

I nodded: "So, what should I do?"

The ghost lady said: "Using the ghost charm, you must draw the ghost out of Wushuang's body, and then take the opportunity to kill him. In this way, there is nothing wrong with it."

Disappointed, I said, "Ghost-drawing talisman? I don't know how to draw. I was arrested before my master taught me."

The ghost lady showed a surprised expression: "Can't even draw ghost charms? It's a pity, it's a pity, I don't have a body, I only have a soul. Even if I draw it, I'm afraid it won't be very useful. If I teach you now, I won't be able to learn it in a while. ..."

I was embarrassed and anxious: "Then what should I do? Is there any other way?"

The ghost lady nodded: "There is one more. However, the chance of success is not great."

I sighed: "Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and tell me quickly."

The ghost lady said: "Since the ghost fetus is a resentful ghost, there is a lot of resentment in my heart, which is difficult to resolve. So I do evil everywhere. The fastest way is to use a charm and a mahogany sword to kill him. Although this method is quick, it is inevitable. It's indiscriminate. So, there is another way, which is to find out the source of his resentment, and then help him resolve it. But it's hard to know without thinking about it."

I sighed: "No matter how difficult it is, I have to try. Tell me, what should I do?"

The ghost lady said: "The ghost fetus is also a human being, but after he dies, he has no paper money or spirit banner. He is jealous and dissatisfied. Maybe you invite him according to the funeral ceremony in the world, maybe he will show up."

I nodded: "What should I do after he appears?"

The ghost lady shook her head: "I don't know what happened after that. You can figure it out yourself and discuss it with that ghost. If you're lucky, Wushuang will be saved."

I talked to the ghost lady for a while, and I feel that she is not as scary as before.An uneasy heart gradually relaxed, and I asked her, "I'm going to save lives. How do I get out from here?"

The ghost lady smiled slightly: "It's very simple, just look back."

I turned around as I said, and there was nothing behind me, and nothing changed around me.

I muttered strangely: "No response."

Then, I turned around, unexpectedly, when I turned around, I happened to see a ghost with a green face and fangs standing in front of me, almost touching my face.His tongue sticks out several feet, trying to lick my face.

I was startled and couldn't help but yell.Then, I woke up.

Sitting up from the chair, sweating all over.

I looked around, it was already daylight.The patients and family members who came and went looked at me twice as if they were mentally ill, and then hurried away.

I took off my shroud, ran to find the doctor who was examining Wushuang, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "How is my friend?"

The doctor held a book and looked at me suspiciously: "Your friend?"

I nodded: "Yes. I sent it in the early morning. At that time, her stomach was distended as if she was pregnant, wasn't it you? I sent her for a checkup."

I looked at my watch: "It's already afternoon, don't tell me I haven't finished checking."

The doctor suddenly realized: "That friend of yours? Pretty young and pretty? What's his name? Wu... Wushuang?"

I was overjoyed: "That's right, that's right. It's her. How is she doing now?"

The doctor handed me the book in his hand: "I put her case in the book, please help me find it."

I agreed, and started to flip through the book with my head bowed.

Suddenly, I felt a gust of wind blowing past me.Startled, I looked up to see the doctor sprinting towards a proportional door at breakneck speed.The stethoscope thermometer was dropped all over the floor without even bothering to pick it up.

I threw the book on the ground and started chasing it with all my strength, shouting while chasing: "Why are you running, what's going on?"

The doctor ran behind the glass door and slammed it shut.Then he leaned against the door and gasped.

I kept banging on the door, and asked him loudly: "What do you mean? Where are you? Open the door for me."

The doctor said to me in panic, "Don't kick the door, it's toughened glass, it won't open."

I stopped and asked with a serious face, "Where's Wushuang? Tell me honestly, if she does something wrong, I'll kill you."

The doctor pointed to the two lines of writing on the glass door in panic.

Only then did I realize that there were two strips attached to the glass door.One is: "Fire prevention, theft prevention, medical trouble prevention. Medical workers should be vigilant and protect themselves." The other is: "Hospitals cannot cure all diseases, and the families of patients should treat them calmly. Don't be impulsive, and speak up when you have something to say."

I let out a long sigh of relief: "I'm not a medical troublemaker. As for scaring you like this? Tell me, what's wrong with Wushuang?"

The doctor wiped his sweat and looked relieved: "It's best that you can understand. There are too few family members who are as considerate as you. By the way, after we checked her, there was no problem. Her stomach may be She drank too much beer and had a beer belly. But when we were going to send her out, we found that she was suddenly unconscious. Then her breathing was very weak, and her vital signs declined... Now she has been sent to the intensive care unit."

When I heard this, I flew into a rage, punched and kicked, and scolded the doctor through the glass door: "Are you playing with me? You are paralyzed by beer belly, and you were fine yesterday. Quack doctor, bah! You treat me to a serious illness when I am a living person." Guardianship? Come here, I'll kill you."

The doctor turned pale with fright, and smiled apologetically: "We are doing our best to treat him, so don't worry."

I cursed a few words, and the anger in my heart went down.In fact, I know that I don't blame the hospital, it's the director's family who caused the disturbance. I was just in a hurry and wanted to find someone to vent my anger on.Unfortunately, the doctor was a punching bag.

I waved my hand: "Doctor, where is Wushuang?"

The doctor said the room number, and I hurried to look for it.

After walking two steps, I suddenly felt that it was a bit too much, so I turned around and wanted to apologize to the doctor. When I turned around, I saw the doctor calling again, with a nervous expression, and the voice came to my ears intermittently: "Xiao Liu? Are you in a serious condition?" Is the intensive care unit on duty? Run quickly, a family member is in an unstable condition. Yes, yes, I was almost beaten just now."

I gave a wry smile, and caught a glimpse of a few big red letters written on the top of the glass door: "Doctor-patient communication platform."

(End of this chapter)