At this time, the nurse brought me a nutritious meal. Vertex update is the fastestAlthough in this situation now, I shouldn't have the heart to eat anymore, but after sleeping for two years, my appetite has become surprisingly strong, although it is still as tasteless as rice, but it didn't take two bites to enter my stomach. Thinking that it was still like noon, I asked the nurse for two more, but unfortunately the nurse at noon had already changed shifts, and the nurse on duty at night said that she would not give anything anymore.

Although he was replaced by a night shift nurse, Tan Lei's charm has not diminished. He laughed with the little nurse without saying a word, and there was no sense of urgency before the storm. It's just that I really don't know the bottom in my heart, and I have always had a faint sense of foreboding.

After the little nurse left the ward, Tan Lei, who was smiling a second ago, suddenly became solemn. Tan Lei took out a pistol from behind his waist and handed it to me, saying, "This is left for you to be brave." Be careful not to lose it, I cheekily borrowed this gun, and I can't afford to pay it back if I lose it. ”

"Borrowed? Don't you have one too? "When it came to the end, I was kind of resigned to my fate. When I took it and saw that it was a specially made pistol, I felt a little more at ease. But the scene two years ago is like yesterday, I still remember what Shu Tao looked like after he was shot, and this alone doesn't seem to be a threat to him. And looking at Tan Lei's cautious appearance of this pistol, it seems that this standard pistol in the hands of a special person is more expensive.

"Take a closer look, don't compare your big road goods to this gun." Tan Lei glanced at me with a strange expression, and saw that I still couldn't tell the difference between this pistol. He sighed and said. "You used this pistol, and my uncle was killed by you with this pistol. Remember my uncle? ”

This is Muyang's pistol, and I finally recognized the origin of this pistol (this pistol is no different in appearance from other pistols, and if it is mixed up, I will definitely not be able to discern the difference).

But Leng Buding remembered that I just used this gun to collapse someone's uncle, and I didn't see it when I looked up, and I didn't look down, and it seemed a little unreasonable: "Old Tan, listen to me about our uncle's incident......"

Before I could finish speaking, Tan Lei had already waved his hand and said, "I also want to thank you, I have been hiding from my uncle since I was twenty-two years old." Later, I was not afraid of him, but I also got sick and didn't dare to return to the clouds. His death at your hands is also an indirect end to my heart. ”

Originally, I wanted to persuade a few words to say something like death and everything else, but after all, I beat my uncle to death with my own hands, and saying that kind of thing is somewhat cheap. I simply pretended to check the gun and avoided the topic.

After unloading the magazine, I finally noticed the difference in this pistol. Although the casing was exactly the same as my previous pistol, the bullet was unusually shiny, and I had the illusion that I had seen it somewhere. I unloaded a bullet and tried to take a closer look, only to find that there was only such a lone bullet in the closed magazine.

I held the bullet to Tan Lei and asked, "Old Tan, why is there only one bullet?" What does that mean? ”

"How many more do you want?" Tan Lei glanced at me, then turned his gaze to the bullet in my hand, and said, "How many bullets can a short sword turn into?" It's all consumables, and the bullets will be wasted when they go out, even if Mu Ke has a little family background, he can't stand such a toss, right? ”

"You say it's a bullet made from my dagger?" I finally understood why his uncle had died under this pistol in the first place. Then again, is my dagger that worthless?

"It's not yours." Tan Lei said, "Muyang turned into a short sword back then and asked Asana to make thirty-five bullets. He is reluctant to use this kind of bullet, and it seems that he has only fired one shot in total until now, and it has cheapened you. ”

I said, after the collapse of his uncle that time, Mu Yang asked for the pistol back, according to the character of Mu Yang when he first met my third uncle, the short sword was stained with the blood of thunder, and he was not so stingy.

Carefully pressing the bullet into the magazine, I rechecked the pistol to make sure it didn't jam before I put it away.

Tan Lei didn't mean to eat, he took out a handful of dried leaves from his coat pocket, and then rolled the handful of dried leaves into pieces like tobacco. Tan Lei swept the scraps to the door of the ward, and then took out a small porcelain bottle and poured the liquid in the porcelain bottle on top of the leaf fragments.

I don't know what kind of leaf and liquid it is, but after they came into contact with each other, wisps of green smoke came out of the leaf fragments that came into contact with the liquid for a while. The wisp of green smoke was not unpleasant, and the faint incense was mixed with a little sulfur smell. Strange to say, the wisp of green smoke drifted out through the crack in the door, and did not drift back into the ward.

I looked at the green smoke coming out, and said to Tan Lei: "Old Tan, is this smoke used to deal with Shu Tao?" Won't it be too eye-catching, be careful not to trigger the fire alarm smoke detector. That's a mess. ”

"Is the smoke sense that sensitive?" As he spoke, Tan Lei pushed open the door of the ward. I saw that as long as the wisp of green smoke left the confines of the ward, it dissipated cleanly like steam. The green smoke continued to drift outward, but there was no smoke to be seen outside the ward.

Originally, I wanted to ask again what kind of smoke it was, but when I saw the scene outside the ward, I suddenly noticed that something was wrong. My ward is at the end of the hallway, and when the door opens, the entire hallway and a dozen or so wards can be seen clearly. It was just after six o'clock and I was supposed to be busy for a while, but it was a little quiet outside the ward. It felt like everyone had left, and only me and Tan Lei were left in the entire hospital.

I looked out at the door of the ward, and I couldn't feel the breath of living people in the hospital, so I turned around and asked Tan Lei timidly, "What about people?" Why are we all left? ”

Tan Lei looked at the green smoke that was still rising faintly and said, "Where it should be, they are still there." When there are too many living people, it is not good for me, I will let them fake their death for a while, and then let them come back to life when the matter is over. ”

I found something wrong with Tan Lei's words: "What if you have any accidents? Even if there are no accidents, what will happen to these people if something is delayed and you can't bring them back to life in time? ”

Tan Lei glanced up at the dozen or so wards on both sides of the corridor, and said lightly: "Which temple has no ghost ...... who died unjustly?"

Maybe seeing that my face was not good and I wanted to argue with him, Tan Lei said a few more words, "This kind of fake death technique will not be eliminated until tomorrow morning at the earliest, even if Mu Ke comes, it will take another ten hours." (To be continued.) )