My master is the coffin

Chapter 72 Persuasion
When I rushed to the ward in a hurry, there were no doctors or nurses in it.It seems that they have been notified and evacuated early.

I went in and saw that there were only two people here, besides Wu Shuang, there was also an old lady.Both of them were unconscious.

I patted her face with my hand: "Wu Shuang?"

Wushuang didn't respond at all, and when my hand touched her face, it felt very cold, as if there was no temperature.I was startled, and suddenly caught a glimpse of her stomach.It seems to be bigger than when it was delivered in the morning.

I put my hand on her stomach.There is a hint of warmth here, and it seems that there is a heart beating inside.

I suddenly remembered what the ghost lady said.The ghost fetus will drain Wushuang so that he can grow up on his own.

I muttered silently: "I can't delay any longer. It looks like she might die at any time, I must save her as soon as possible. What should I do? What's next?"

I was sweating profusely, and turned around in a hurry in the room.I patted my head: "Yes, yes, the funeral. What's the matter with using the funeral to lure the ghost out? What should I prepare?"

I was thinking in the ward when suddenly a group of footsteps came from outside.I looked back and saw three or five security guards came with a group of male doctors.They all stood far away, with soothing expressions on their faces: "My family member, don't get excited, you will only harm your relatives by interfering with the normal medical order like this. Please leave immediately and let the doctor concentrate on treatment."

I glanced at them, turned around and walked out of the ward without saying anything.

Those people sighed with relief.

It has occurred to me that I should buy some funeral supplies.Coming out of the hospital, being blown by the cold wind outside, my mind cleared up a little.

I looked around and saw a funeral supplies store next to the hospital.I couldn't help but sighed: "This store is really embarrassing for patients. Why didn't anyone smash it?"

I walked in quickly, bought paper money incense candles inside, thought about it, and bought wreaths, paper people and paper horses.

Then, holding this pile of things, I walked towards the hospital step by step.

When I walked into the hall, I heard those doctors and nurses wailing: "There is another troublemaker..." After a few seconds, none of them left.

I came to the ward with the pile of things, closed the door, and drew the curtains.The room instantly became dark.

I sighed and put on my shroud.Paper figurines, paper horses and wreaths are placed inside the house.It also has the atmosphere of a mourning hall.

Then, I started to burn paper in the washbasin, chanting while burning paper: "It's safe to go to the earth, and you can reach the bliss early. It's safe to go to the earth, and you can go to the bliss early..."

After chanting like this for a while, I suddenly felt that the room was cool, and I was overjoyed: "Could it be that a ghost is coming?"

Thinking of this, I worked harder.When burning the paper, he even brought on a crying voice, trying to do his best.

After burning like this for a few minutes, I suddenly felt a numbness in my shoulder.

I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and suddenly saw a thin hand resting on my shoulder.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.But I can't run away, and I can't fight back.I have to be calm, I have to communicate with ghosts.Otherwise, not only Wushuang is hopeless, but I also have to fall here.

So I pretended nothing happened, and continued to burn.

Then, I found that the scene in front of me gradually changed.After the paper money was burned, it was no longer paper ashes, but turned into stacks of banknotes.I know, my vision has been confused with the ghost's vision.

I burned the paper money tremblingly, and my voice trembled a little.But I was thinking in my heart: "Wu Shuang, I mean so much to you."

I was thinking like this, when suddenly, an extremely old voice said in my ear: "Young man, thank you."

I shivered for a while, pretended to be calm and said, "You're welcome, I just ask you to let Wushuang go."

Just after saying this, I saw an old man coming out from behind me.Start squatting next to the brazier to collect money.

The more I thought about it, the more something went wrong: "Shouldn't Wushuang be a ghost? Why did he suddenly become an old man?"

I opened my mouth to ask, but also a little scared.I took a sneak peek at the old man, but he was kind-hearted.

I thought secretly in my heart: "Looking at his appearance, he seems to be a good person. It shouldn't be difficult for me."

As I was thinking this, suddenly, there was a shrill howl in the air.

Although the sound was not loud, it sounded like a beast roaring.

I was startled, and Xunsheng looked up.At this time, I saw a layer of black fog appearing on the roof at some point.

The black mist covered the roof, making it look like an endless abyss.This layer of black mist was constantly transpiring and rolling, and I looked all the way down in fear, trying to find its source.

Suddenly, I felt a little itchy neck.I reached out and touched it, and there was a bunch of strands, like hair.

I turned around and saw Wushuang standing behind me.

I was overjoyed: "Are you awake?"

Wushuang stared at me fiercely, but did not speak.At this time, I heard the old man who was picking up paper money say, "It's not her."

I was a little surprised: "What isn't she?"

Just turning around, I happened to see Wushuang lying on the hospital bed perfectly.It's just that wisps of black air emerged from her stomach, and these black air were connected to the roof like an umbilical cord, and then hung down again.

I suddenly discovered that Wushuang standing behind me was clearly formed by this cloud of black air.

I swallowed nervously, and I already had the answer in my heart.This guy, probably that ghost, actually turned into Wushuang.

I thought about my wording, and then said hello cautiously: "Hello."

The ghost's eyes were still fierce, but he grinned like a smile.

There was a burst of joy in my heart, this matter has a door.

However, the ghost fetal mouth did not stop, it kept opening.The teeth, tongue, and throat are exposed all the time.In just a few seconds, it has already turned into a bloody mouth.

Then he snapped at me.

I sat down and fell to the ground, almost falling into the brazier.He fled away by rolling and crawling.He kept muttering in his mouth: "Don't be impulsive, speak well if you have something to say. Don't be impulsive, speak well if you have something to say."

I chanted these two sentences and hid in the corner.Suddenly found that this sentence is a bit familiar.I patted my head and suddenly remembered, isn't this the note pasted on the glass door of the doctor-patient communication platform?

I hid in the corner and saw the ghost howling in the room showing off its might.Then, he squatted beside the brazier and stared at the old man who was collecting money.

The old man was very happy to collect the money. When he looked up and saw the ghost, he smiled at him friendly.

The ghost suddenly flew into a rage and punched the old man in the face.

The old man's body seemed to be made of paper.He was sent flying at once.

Then, the ghost squatted in front of the brazier, took all the money in his arms, and let out a dull sound in his throat: "The money is all mine."

I nervously agreed to him: "It's all yours, it's all yours."

The ghost stared at me viciously, then roared at me: "It's all mine."

I pressed my hands down and felt like I was dealing with a mad dog.I said nervously, "You take the money and let me go, okay?"

Having said that, I pointed to Wushuang on the hospital bed.

Guitai looked back, bared, and let out a growl from his throat: "I want revenge..." The voice was extremely harsh and unpleasant.

I boldly refuted him: "It has nothing to do with Wushuang that you avenge yourself."

The ghost raised its head to the sky and roared: "You all have to die."

Then, he sprang forward with his whole body and rushed over.This speed is too fast.And my body seemed to be frozen, and I didn't even have a chance to escape.

I felt a chill in my heart, it was over, I saw a lot of ghosts, big and small, and in the end I was killed by a fetus.

As soon as I thought of this, suddenly a figure flashed and stood in front of me, blocking the ghost.It was the old man who collected the money before.

The ghost roared wildly, with an extremely angry voice.

Then, I heard the old man say slowly: "Don't get angry. I can see that you have resentment in your heart, but there is a wrong and a debt. Innocent people, what are you doing to them?"

The ghost fetus didn't listen to this set of theories at all, and kept hitting the old man.The black energy on his body slowly spread over, gradually enveloping my body.

My foot was the first to touch the cloud of black air. In an instant, I felt a numbness, and that foot began to turn black.

The old man turned his head and shouted to me: "Go and hide for a while, you can't bear this dead air."

When I heard this, I rolled and crawled, and fled to the side of the hospital bed.Keep rubbing the injured foot.It seems to be because I found it in time, or because I kept rubbing, the blood flowed.Those blacks gradually faded and my feet finally returned to normal.

The old man was still entangled with ghosts, fell down and got up again, and kept babbling persuasion.The ghost kept yelling and beating, and the old man didn't seem to know the pain.Always be kind.

I hid aside, couldn't help feeling a little moved.

At this time, I accidentally lowered my head and saw the patient lying on another hospital bed.It is clearly the old man who is entangled with ghosts.

My heart moved, could it be that the old lady is already dead?
At this time, the ghost seemed to be tired, and stopped roaring, but struck harder.He stared fiercely at the old man's soul, and he also stared fiercely at me.

The old man was injured all over his body and almost fell to the ground, but she still held on to the ghost tire tightly and never let go.He was still talking about the truth over and over again: "Son, we don't seek to repay grievances with virtue, at least we can't hurt innocent people. If you do this, even if you go to the underworld, Lord Yan will not let you go."

How could the ghost hear this, and roared: "They all have to die with me. They all feel sorry for me."

The old man asked kindly: "Why are they sorry for you? Tell me? If they do something wrong, I will help you vent your anger."

(End of this chapter)