In the end, under Wang Feng's repeated requests, Zhang Gang accompanied Zhou Hao to the hospital for examination.

Zhang Gang, who was among the top 50 in the company's performance, was also happy to fake the public and private, so he pulled Zhou Hao into the First Hospital of Qingshi, ready to give Zhou Hao a full body examination.

Although he felt that it was unnecessary, since it was needed for work, then he would come, so while Zhang Gang was waiting with concern, in the blood drawing room, the doctor looked at the needles that had been broken for more than a dozen with a strange expression, and looked at Zhou Hao like a monster: "What kind of skin are you?"

Zhou Hao was a little stunned, it stands to reason that even if he is a martial artist with internal strength, it is impossible for the skin to be so hard without the infusion of strength, and an ordinary needle should still be able to pierce it with a little strength, not to mention, Zhou Hao did not urge the strength.

However, in order to hide his embarrassment, he pretended to be impatient and glared at the doctor who was in charge of drawing blood and said: "What is the quality of this needle! Even the life-saving things are defective! I want to complain!"

After speaking, regardless of the loud mouth, he withdrew his arm, left his seat, and walked to the CT examination room.

It wasn't until he was diagnosed that he was too healthy to be healthy anymore and there were no abnormal substances in his body, the doctor holding the negative looked at Zhou Hao a few times complainingly, and hurriedly waved his hand to drive Zhou Hao out of the radiation room.

Walking in the corridor of Qingshi Hospital, I wondered for a while, and said to myself: "Shouldn't it, a copper skin that can't be pierced by a needle, even the legendary third realm of the Gangti realm martial artist can't have it?"

On that day at the top of the Purple Lake Mountain, Fan Lao could be said to know everything, and he said everything, Zhou Hao vaguely remembered that Fan Lao had said that even if it was a martial artist in the third realm, or even in the fourth realm, even if he did not have the strength to protect his body, he would still be injured by a hot weapon, and at the moment he was at best a cultivator in the second realm, even if he overhauled his spiritual power, under natural circumstances, his skin would not be hard to that extent!

Zhou Hao, who was eccentric in his heart, was confused again, there was no master who could be fully trusted to guide him, and when he encountered something, he could only catch blindness!

So much so that Zhou Hao felt that the more he knew, the more messy it became, and it seemed that the manifestations that appeared on his body were simply incompatible with the current cultivation system, whether it was strength or speed, they were a lot higher than those of the same level of martial artists or Xuan Xiu, and right now, even the natural defense of the skin was so strong.

was pushed by Zhang Gang: "What do you want?"

"I'm wondering what to eat for lunch. ”

"Oh, yes, it's been two or three hours since you registered and queued, so you should be thinking about what to eat at noon. ”

looked at Zhang Gang, who was caressing the big belly, a little speechless, and glanced at this fat man who was 180 tall and weighed 180. Suddenly, the elevator door in front of him was opened, and several nurses were very nervous to push out an emergency stretcher, which was full of hanging bottles, and a white-haired old man was lying on the first-aid stretcher with his head tilted with his face sallow and his face tilted.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Hurriedly get out of the way, followed by a large group of men and women, all with sad faces, crying and crying.

"Dad!"

"Grandpa!"

When the group left, Zhou Hao and Zhang Gang were also about to enter while the elevator was not closed, suddenly, Zhou Hao saw a translucent figure stepping out of the elevator, and his eyes widened, isn't this the old man lying on the emergency stretcher just now?

Seeing the old man, Zhou Hao was not surprised, he had seen it in the ancestral hall and the resting hall before, and he was already convinced that there were really ghosts in the world, and he gradually became accustomed to it, the reason why he had such a reaction was because he had not opened his spiritual eyes at this time, how could he see the soul of this old man?

Wait, Zhou Hao suddenly realized something, and hurriedly looked around, everything around him was colorful, which was not the same as the gray when he cast his spiritual eyes before.

"Fatty, you go down first, I still have something. ”

"What's the matter? Brother Hao. ”

Seeing Zhou Hao looking at the elevator door with his eyes, Zhang Gang, who didn't have time to eat breakfast in the morning, was already hungry, so he didn't ask much, and said: "Then I'll find a place to eat, and I'll send you a place later." ”

Zhou Hao looked at the ghost old man, and the old man also looked at Zhou Hao, and then, the sad old man said, "Young man, can you see me?"

Zhou Hao didn't speak, but there were too many people at the elevator entrance, so he took out the mobile phone in his pocket, pretended to be on the phone, and couldn't help but be excited: "You come with me." ”

The ghost old man could really hear Zhou Hao's words, and saw Zhou Hao drift over to the sparsely populated escape staircase.

"You can hear me, too?"

The old man smiled excitedly, floated up and walked around Zhou Hao, and said: "I can really hear what you say, I can't imagine that there are really people in the world who can be psychic." ”

Zhou Hao didn't care if he was psychic at this time, although he didn't know why he could see the ghost, and he didn't know that he could see the old man without casting his spiritual vision, so he hurriedly asked: "Since you are a ghost, why can you still stay in the yang world?"

The old man said sadly: "Actually, I'm not dead yet, it's just that it's almost like death, those unscrupulous descendants, hehe." Speaking of this, the old man smiled bitterly: "It's okay if you don't live." ”

"You haven't answered me yet!"

"I had a feeling that I was about to leave. ”

"Leaving soon?" frowned slightly, the old man in front of him gave Zhou Hao a little more possibility to understand the ghost world.

"Why are you leaving?"

"It's not that I want to leave, but as soon as my Shouyuan arrives, I will be taken away immediately, and it is impossible to stay in the yang world at all. ”

Zhou Hao hurriedly asked, "Who took it away?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's just that I feel like this, and under this feeling, I can't leave the range of my body too far." ”

There were countless messages about supernatural events in my head, but none of them were about it.

Just when Zhou Hao was about to ask more, a more intense cry suddenly sounded in his ears, and the old man in front of him turned his head and glanced into the distance, his expression instantly dimmed, and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Zhou Hao, who seemed to feel that he should ask something more, was about to speak, when suddenly, behind the old man, a pitch-black vortex door appeared out of thin air, and in the oval gate that was more than two people high, two strange figures dressed in unclear faces came out.

Looking at the two figures shrouded in mist, Zhou Hao opened his eyes and swept it: "Black and white impermanence?"

One of them, dressed in black armor, held a spear in his hand that was also unable to see the details, and the other was dressed in white, thinly draped over his body, like Bai Impermanence in the TV series. In his hand, he held a booklet as black as ink, and his ten fingernails were extremely long and turned through the pages of the book.

looked at the figure on the side wearing black armor that looked like a horse not a horse, like a cow but not a cow, with horns and legs, nodded, and then, with a wave of his hand, a milky white thin line popped out of the minotaur's hand and was nailed directly into the old man's eyebrows.

Everything that was extremely real happened in front of him, and Zhou Hao also faintly felt a little creepy, and when the two figures, one white and one black, turned around, Zhou Hao, who was fighting fiercely in his heart, braced up the courage to ask: "You are from the underworld?"

The shadow of the two and a half feet that had already stepped into the black vortex gate suddenly stopped, but the minotaur did not turn around, but continued to pull the old man's soul into the gate, but the other man in white slowly turned around and glanced at Zhou Hao: "Little baby on the second layer of Qi training, interesting, I didn't expect you to be able to see us in this realm?"

The voice is sometimes old, sometimes sharp, sometimes like an old child and sometimes like a baby, which makes people listen to it very twisted and terrifying. Although he couldn't see the white figure's face clearly, Zhou Hao was sure that the figure didn't squirm his lips to speak!

However, in the next second, Zhou Hao was drenched in sweat and couldn't move, just because on this white figure, Zhou Hao felt a pressure like Mount Tai, just a face, the whole person seemed to collapse, and almost fell to his knees!

"Yo, it's funny that you can still stand!"

As for what was interesting, the white figure did not continue, and slowly turned around and disappeared into the black door, and then the door suddenly closed, as if it had never appeared.

"Whew, whew!" As soon as the door closed, Zhou Hao, who seemed to have broken free from the ice, collapsed directly on the ground, sweating profusely and panting.

Looking at the direction in which the dark gate disappeared, Zhou Hao clenched his fists and said, "This oppressive force is really strong!"

Thinking of the coercion that seemed to be a substance just now, Zhou Hao suddenly had a trace of indescribable excitement in his heart!

Just now, under that kind of coercion, all his strength seemed to be drained, and he tried his best to stabilize his body. Zhou Hao felt that it was a kind of crushing in cultivation!

Moreover, that white figure must also be a monk with advanced cultivation! Otherwise, how could he shout out his cultivation?

"Unexpectedly, this is just a glance that made me almost kneel on the ground!" Forcing himself to stand up and look at the direction where the dark gate disappeared, Zhou Hao suddenly felt that the distance of cultivation seemed to make people look forward to it more.

When Zhou Hao left the hospital, after waiting for a long time, Zhang Gang had already ordered a table of dishes, and when he saw Zhou Hao coming, he complained and vomited a few words, picked up the food on the table, and ate it in a hurry.

After a full meal, Zhou Hao, who felt weak, also recovered a little spirit, and with Zhang Gang rented a taxi, he came to Donghai District in the east of Qingshi City to meet customers.

Driven by Zhang Gang's sharp rhetoric, the customer finally signed the contract at seven o'clock in the evening and made the payment, and the excited Zhang Gang looked at Zhou Hao, who was listless, and tentatively reached out and touched Zhou Hao's forehead.

"Hey, there's no fever!"

Glancing at Zhang Gang, he suddenly received a text message from Wang Feng: All the staff will gather at speed, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the group will have dinner at the Tianguan Hotel.

Seeing the text message, Zhang Gang pushed Zhou Hao and said, "Brother Hao, can't you miss the appointment tonight?"

Hearing the over-the-top sound in Zhang Gang's words, Zhou Hao smiled and said, "Long-winded, Lao Tzu is normal!"

"Howler!"