"Come, Zhang Wen, let me introduce you, this is the head of the four generals of the Demon Family-Growth Heavenly King Mo Liqing"

As soon as Zhang Ling's words fell, Wang Bin stretched out a hand and patted Zhang Wen's shoulder: "Okay, brother, this Heavenly Master's Yuan Shen is actually on your body, you can do it." ”

It's just that this Zhang Wen heard that the leader of the dignified Donggang Criminal Investigation Detachment is the Growth Heavenly King Demon Liqing, and his ability to accept it has been impacted and tested again.

Zhang Wenzheng was stunned and didn't speak, but Zhang Ling in the statue opened his mouth again: "Xiaoqing, you came here in person, you won't come to find that little fool, right?" Zhang Wen heard Zhang Ling call himself a little fool, and quietly glared at Zhang Ling.

Wang Bin smiled: "This ...... Actually, the main thing is to come to you. First, I was defenseless that day, I was caught in the magic of the villain, and almost died, but fortunately I was rescued by the Heavenly Master, so I came to thank you. ”

Zhang Ling also smiled: "Everyone is a colleague, it's just a matter of raising your hands." And what about the second?"

Wang Bin frowned and took a deep breath: "This second, I want to ask Zhang Tianshi to help me recruit a few souls." ”

"What?

Zhang Wen, who was angry on the side, heard the word "conjuring", stood up, and walked in the direction of the offering table: "You want to conjure spirits at my house?"

Wang Bin looked embarrassed, and Zhang Ling replied on his behalf: "You said that you don't understand anything and love to talk." ”

He turned the statue again and said to Wang Bin: "Xiaoqing, let's talk, if you don't take him, he won't understand anything." ”

Wang Bin was afraid that Zhang Wen would be embarrassed, so he deliberately stepped forward: "Brother, it's not that the two of us dislike you, you really can't help you in this matter, so you look at ......" As he was talking, Wang Bin suddenly found the wound on Zhang Wen's neck that was cut by a shadow.

Zhang Wen understood what Wang Bin meant, and walked to the bedroom with his head shaken, and said, "Okay, okay, don't you want me to know, I ......"

Without waiting for Zhang Wen to finish speaking, Wang Bin took a step forward and grabbed Zhang Wen's shoulder, which made Zhang Wen scream: "Say, how did you get this wound?"

Zhang Wen twisted his shoulders vigorously, shook off Wang Bin's hand, and rubbed his shoulder with his other hand: "Oops, it hurts, I said you can do it lightly?"

Wang Bin realized his gaffe and hurriedly apologized to Zhang Wen: "I'm sorry, brother, professional habits." ”

At this time, Zhang Ling rushed to answer again, and he told Wang Bin the original story of Zhang Wen's attack at the high-speed rail station, and emphasized that the wound was cut with a dagger at that time.

"Dagger ......" Wang Bin muttered at the corner of his mouth, walked to Zhang Wen's side again, grabbed Zhang Wen's neck, and carefully examined the very shallow wound.

Zhang Wen tilted his neck helplessly, letting Wang Bin look at his neck.

Zhang Ling interrupted the two: "Ahem, you two ......"

Wang Bin immediately let go of his hand, imagining his posture just now, and couldn't help but get goosebumps.

Zhang Ling continued: "Xiaoqing, let's talk about your soul summoning first. Wang Bin looked at Zhang Wen, Zhang Wenming confessed what the two of them meant, then entered the bedroom, closed the door, and took this opportunity to make up for the two press releases owed.

Wang Bin sat on a stool at the dining table and briefly told Zhang Ling about the case of the "Death Mobile Game" a few days ago: "...... So, I would like to ask your help to bring up the spirits of those three children, so that I can prove one thing. ”

Zhang Ling sighed: "Alas, if this had been before, I would have said hello to the next and it would have been over, but a few battles have consumed my remaining mana, and if you want to do this, I'm afraid you still need him." ”

As he spoke, the statue's eyes moved and looked in the direction of Zhang Wen's bedroom.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.

Zhang Wen's dining table was decorated with all kinds of things: the yellow cloth was usually laid out on the table first, and on the yellow cloth were two white candles, an incense burner, a basin of white rice, three eggs, a soul bell, and a set of pen and ink. Zhang Wen reluctantly sat at the table, waiting for Zhang Ling's instructions.

Zhang Ling said to the two: "Zhang Wen's Taoism is not enough, and he can't use Taoist spiritualism, so I can only use the folk method of asking rice to summon spirits today. ”

After speaking, he said to Wang Bin again: "Let me emphasize again, if you find that the flame of the candle turns green, you must stop the ceremony immediately!"

Wang Bin nodded: "Don't worry, Heavenly Master, then I'll start!"

Wang Bin first turned off all the lights in Zhang Wen's house, and then closed the curtains, and only the dim yellow candlelight flickered from time to time in the room.

Wang Bin walked behind Zhang Wen and patted Zhang Wen: "Brother, it's your turn." ”

Zhang Wen sighed lightly, lit three sticks of incense and inserted them in the incense burner, then picked up the pen, dipped it in cinnabar ink and drew something on the egg, then grabbed a handful of rice, sprinkled it on the table, and read in his mouth: "Wandering souls, where to stay? The three souls descend early, and the seven spirits come." Riverside wilderness, temple village. The palace prison, the tomb mountain forest. The gate of heaven is open, the door of the earth is open, I implore Zhou Yu to listen to the truth, and the boy of thousands of miles will send his soul!"

After reading it, he grabbed another handful of rice and sprinkled it on the table, and then put his hands on the table, trembling like an electric shock. As he shivered, the rice in the bowl tossed up and down like boiling water.

Suddenly, Zhang Wen's head slammed on the table, his body stopped trembling, and the room was terrifyingly quiet.

I saw that the dim yellow flames of the two candles flashed twice, and suddenly turned dark green.

A wave has not settled, and there seems to be something wrong with Wu Mingyu's private hospital.

Wu Mingyu was sitting in the study at home, he took a sip of piping hot American coffee, put the cup on the plate, and turned another page of the medical book on the desk.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang: "Dean, the patient in room 203 began to vomit blood and convulsions, his pupils dilated, I can't solve it, you can go and see it for yourself!"

Wu Mingyu jumped up from the sofa at home, went downstairs with the key and rushed to the hospital to pick up the car, and rushed to the second floor.

The patient in room 203 is a project manager of a foreign company, in his 30s, graduated from a prestigious university with a master's degree, and looks dignified, but now he is pressed to the bed by nurses and security guards, blood is still gushing out of his mouth, and his body is churning up and down like a fish on the shore.

When Wu Mingyu was surprised, the floor director on the fourth floor called Wu Mingyu again: "Dean, the patient of 408 began to have convulsions and vomited blood, the cause is unknown, can you come as soon as possible?"

"Good. ”

Wu Mingyu put down the phone, and while rushing out, he said to the floor director on the second floor: "'Chlorpromazine' 50 mg, not enough to add more, don't exceed 100, I'll leave it to you here, I'll go up and take a look first." ”

Wu Mingyu came to the staircase, took three steps and made two steps and ran to the fourth floor.

Wu Mingyu's private hospital has had a large number of patients since Zhang Wen fainted last time, and these patients have similar symptoms, such as chills, coughing, and shivering, and this is the first time that they have convulsions and vomited blood.

When they were admitted to the hospital, they were given blood tests, and there was no problem with the CT of the lungs, so the hospital has been treating them according to the cold and fever.

"Dean, patient 301 is experiencing similar symptoms and has bitten the nurse. Wu Mingyu, who had just finished dealing with the matter on the fourth floor, received a call from the director of the third floor.

"Oops!"

When Wu Mingyu heard the "bite", he chuckled in his heart. "Could it be..."Wu Mingyu immediately went downstairs and rushed into 301.

The bitten nurse's wound was bleeding and showing signs of infection, and the trash can in the hallway was filled with blood-soaked gauze.

In the ward: The patient who was pressed to the ground by the security guards and doctors had no black eyes, his face was pale, and blood was spurting out of his mouth, struggling on the ground.

The frightened floor director next to him came over and asked, "Courtyard... Dean, this shouldn't be infected with the zombie virus, I look very similar to the movie. ”

Wu Mingyu arranged for the doctor to prepare chlorpromazine and restraint belts, and said to the director on the third floor: "Your brain hole is quite big, but this disease is indeed a bit tricky, I am negligent, I don't blame you." ”

The floor director heard Wu Mingyu say this and asked, "You said that this disease is tricky, do you know what kind of strange disease this is?"

Wu Mingyu nodded and patted the director's shoulder comfortingly: "This is not a virus, but a parasitic disease, I still remember when I was young, my father had suffered from this disease." During the incubation period, the patient's limbs are weak, and symptoms such as chills, shivering, and coughing appear; ”

The director listened to Wu Mingyu's words, and became scared again: "Isn't this the same as the zombies in the movie?"

Wu Mingyu frowned: "Hmm...... It's very similar. Moreover, the parasite will lay eggs in the person's mouth, and the eggs will enter the skin through the wound, which means that the person who is bitten will also parasitize, and then continue to develop the disease and bite. ”

The director raised his trembling hand and pointed in the direction of the nurse: "That...... And what about her?"

Wu Mingyu slapped his thigh: "Damn, forget! In this way, you first isolate patients with similar symptoms and those who are attacked and injured by patients, prepare restraint belts and tranquilizers, go immediately, pay attention to safety!"

The director nodded and immediately ran to arrange for quarantine.

Wu Mingyu pressed his swollen head with one hand and paced back and forth in the corridor, he vaguely remembered that when this parasitic disease was epidemic in the village when he was a child, a Tulangzhong saved the lives of the whole village.

So what he can do now is to hand over the work to the vice president first, and he will immediately go home to pack his things and prepare to leave for his hometown to find that Lang Zhong.