My master is the coffin

Chapter 75 Revenge
I looked at the old lady strangely: "What's the matter with you?"

The old lady hesitated for a while and said, "Can I ask you to do me a favor."

As soon as I heard this, I suddenly realized something in my heart.There is no free lunch in the world. The old lady must have a purpose for helping me so actively.

I turned around slowly and asked her, "What's the matter with you?"

The old lady said embarrassingly: "In fact, I should have died a long time ago. I was hanging up and down. I was worried that no one would collect my body after I died. I heard that if no one claims the body, it will be donated to the medical school." Yes. Oops, just thinking about it makes me feel intrusive."

I looked at the old lady and said lightly, "You don't have to worry about going to medical school, your legs are rotten like that."

The old lady looked a little unhappy.

I waved my hand: "Don't worry, old man, I'll do your funeral after I cure Wushuang."

The old lady nodded again and again: "Then I can thank you. As soon as you came in, I felt that you were capable. It is worthwhile for me to say so many good things for you."

I looked at the sign on her hospital bed, it said: "Zhang Zhen."

I nodded and said to her, "I'm leaving first, and I'll see you in two days."

The old lady thanked me gratefully, her soul squatted on the ground, carefully put away all the paper money, and then lay back in her body.

Wushuang was still sleeping quietly on the bed, except for his face turning dark, there was nothing unusual about the rest.

I sighed and hugged her tightly.Fortunately, it is not too heavy.Just as I was about to leave the hospital bed, Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes and punched me on the chest.

I was bent down by this punch, and threw her on the bed directly.

Wushuang sat up and asked me with a dark face: "Do you want to be a hooligan?"

I waved my hand: "How can I be in the mood to play hooligans now? After a day and a night of tossing around, I'm almost exhausted."

At this time, Wushuang finally found that her stomach had returned to its original shape, and she couldn't help saying happily: "I'm fine? I remember the doctor pushed me to go for a checkup just now. Why did my stomach recover after I slept?"

I sighed: "It's still to be determined. Let's go, I'll tell you on the way."

The moment the two of us walked out of the ward, I suddenly felt that this floor was very quiet.This quietness does not detect any vitality.

Obviously, Wushuang felt it too.

The two of us walked slowly in the corridor. When we got to the stairs, we saw many people circling on the stairs. Their faces were full of tension, and some of them were even crying.

These people came in groups of three or four, and walked up to the top step step by step, and then walked down step by step.Go round and round, go round and round.

I patted one of the doctors strangely.It made the man tremble with fright.Then he looked up at me, then looked at the surrounding environment, suddenly slapped his forehead with his hands, and sat down on the steps.

At this time, I found that he was sweating profusely and was almost exhausted.

I knelt down and asked him, "What kind of exercise are you guys doing?"

The doctor looked at the corridor I just walked out with horror on his face: "Exercise? It's a ghost hitting the wall. I met a ghost hitting the wall just now. No matter how we walked, we still couldn't find the third floor. We went up and down several times. It’s always been on the second floor, trapped here, scared to death.”

I suddenly realized: "I said that I have been entangled with ghosts for so long just now, and there is no security doctor or the like to disturb me. It turns out that there are ghosts hitting the wall outside."

Wushuang and I went downstairs slowly, and heard the doctor behind him say with lingering fear: "It seems that the hospital is not clean because there are too many dead people. Discuss logistics, open a window on the stairs."

The two of us walked out of the hospital. On the way, I explained the cause and effect to Wushuang.She was more open-minded than me, and waved her hand: "Isn't it just a brat, the worst thing is to fight him. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of dying with a big belly. If you don't know, you may think that I have done something shameful." , It’s a shame.”

I couldn't help sighing: "People who have been in a coffin for decades are different."

When the two of us returned to the director's house, we found that everything here was as usual without any changes.Wushuang and I walked all the way, complaining all the way.After all, what happened to us happened at the director's house. Now that Wushuang is hospitalized, he doesn't care about it, which shows that this person is really not very good.

Wushuang said angrily: "If it wasn't for this ghost on my body, I wouldn't come back to take this muddy water."

The two of us started banging on the door, banging and kicking.A rhythm of directly smashing the door open.

After a few minutes, the director opened the door angrily.Looking up, it was the two of us, and the anger on the face turned into surprise: "Why are you back?"

When I heard this, I couldn't help but get angry: "Why are we back? Something happened to you, and you don't care about anything, and you have the nerve to ask me why I came back?"

The director looked blank: "Sister-in-law Li told me that you two are liars. You felt that you couldn't deal with our family's things, so you ran away overnight."

Wushuang was furious: "Fart, call her over here, I want to confront him face to face."

The director shook his head: "She went out to buy vegetables. You two come in first."

Wushuang and I walked in angrily.Inside, I saw a Taoist priest in a Taoist robe, practicing on an incense table.

As soon as the so-called expert makes a move, you will know if there is any.

Although I am not an expert now, but at least I can be regarded as an insider.I have never eaten pork, but I have seen pigs running.

I could tell at a glance that the Taoist priest hired by the director was a liar.Although he also held a mahogany sword in his hand, he took out two talisman papers from his bosom from time to time.The actions may look the same at first glance, but they are actually very different.

Wushuang and I didn't say anything, we sat on the sofa and waited slowly.After a while, the Taoist priest finally called it a day, took a stack of red notes from the director, and said confidently, "Don't worry, the house is clean."

The director doesn't know how many people like this have been hired, it can be seen that he has become numb.Just a routine question: "Really?"

The Taoist stared: "Of course it is true."

Then, he raised the mahogany sword in his hand, flicked his fingers on it, and said to the director, "Do you know what this is?"

The director looked at it and questioned: "Peach wood sword?"

The Taoist nodded: "That's right. The mahogany sword is a sharp weapon for killing ghosts. Whether it's a big ghost or a little ghost, I slashed through it with this sword. The knife cuts in half, and the soul flies away. Just now I have killed all the ghosts in your room. Don't worry, it's clean."

After listening to this, the director politely sent the Taoist away.

A few minutes later, he came back with a tired face, looked at me and Wushuang and said, "Aren't you looking for a fellow student? The Taoist priest just now, why don't you go and get to know each other?"

Wushuang and I said lightly, "That Taoist priest is a liar, why do you know him?"

Hearing this, the director didn't show any surprise, but just lit another cigarette for himself: "I also know that most of these people are liars. It's just that there is nothing to do at this time. Dead horses are like living horse doctors." , if a blind cat meets a dead mouse or someone with real skills, our family will be saved."

The director took two puffs, put out the cigarette, and asked us, "You two, what happened just now?"

I sighed and briefly recounted what happened last night.As for the ghost lady, Zhizha Wu, and other insignificant things later, I will skip it.

After this matter was finished, the director was surprised and happy to hear it.

The joy is that Wushuang and I really have the ability.You can really fight ghosts.What's surprising is that their ghost is so powerful that it can hurt Wushuang.

The director asked us cautiously: "Can you guys stop that ghost?"

I said angrily: "It depends on whether you cooperate with the director. As long as you confess and be lenient, and tell the bad things you did. Try to get leniency from the devil and let him dissipate his grievances, then nothing will happen." If you refuse, I'm afraid your family will be in a state of unrest."

I said this very bluntly, a large part of the reason is that the director played with fire and set himself on fire. As a result, the city gate caught fire, which brought disaster to the fish in the pond, and caused me and Wushuang to almost die.When I think of that scene in the hospital, I feel scared for a while.

The director obviously didn't care about my unreasonableness, but just asked in disbelief: "What bad things did I do? I don't remember at all."

Wushuang asked calmly, "Have you ever killed a fetus?"

The director shook his head: "No, how can this happen, why don't I remember."

I looked at Wushuang: "Then I have to take a risk."

Then, I got up and closed all the windows of the director's house, and drew the curtains.

It was dark in the room immediately.Moreover, it is not only black, but also has a cool feeling.At this time, even an ordinary person like the director can feel that the yin in the room has increased.

Wushuang and I didn't turn on the light, but instead lit a candle, flickering the candlelight in the room.This atmosphere is definitely not romantic, but full of horror.

The director was a little panicked: "What are you doing?"

I took out the remaining paper money from my pocket.I kept a stack for myself and handed a stack to the director.Don't ask too much, follow me to burn the paper.

Then, the two of us faced an iron basin and started burning paper.Wushuang stood quietly by the side, staring at us with pretty eyes.

A few minutes later, Wushuang plopped and collapsed on the sofa.

The director was startled, and asked me quickly: "What's going on?"

I saw that the black air on Wushuang's face was obviously shrinking, so I waved my hand and said carefully: "Don't worry about it, just burn your own paper."

The director agreed, and began to burn the paper nervously.

And I glanced at Wushuang next to her, and a ball of black air slowly emerged from her stomach.In fact, not only that, even a faint black smoke appeared on the roof.

(End of this chapter)