The Force is not far from the hospital, but it is a major traffic artery and it is crowded with vehicles, and it usually takes at least half an hour to arrive. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But Xian Qianling, the crazy woman, only had five minutes!

Five minutes!

In the past five minutes, you only feel as if you are on a roller coaster, Xian Qianling first raced on the lane, and completely ignored the traffic lights and rushed through, if she encountered a traffic jam in front, she was even more ruthless, directly washed the off-road vehicle into the open space in front of the store, and rammed through the crowd.

When the off-road vehicle was in front of the hospital gate, you gave a thumbs up to Xian Qianling with a slightly pale face, and said weakly: "In the future, I will never ride in your car again, it's so fucking thrilling!" ”

"Less nonsense, get out of the car quickly."

I was afraid that Xian Qianling would drag you out of the car, and as soon as she opened the car door, you hurriedly pushed the door open and jumped in.

The moment your feet hit the ground, you can't help but exclaim, "It feels so good to be down-to-earth." ”

Xian Qianling glanced at you angrily: "Let's go, where did you come from so much nonsense." ”

Knowing that Xian Qianling was not easy to deal with, you didn't talk to her anymore, and followed her to run briskly towards the morgue.

The night in the hospital is particularly cool, although there are many people, but most of them are patients with weak constitution, at this time their yang energy is weak, and the wail of pain will produce a negative emotion, which is also preferred by those unclean things.

No, an ambulance stopped not far away, and lifted a patient down from above, and you noticed that under the stretcher was a little boy with a pale face, who was shrunk and his glasses glowed.

When the two of you enter a building, you will see two men squatting in the corner muttering, Xian Qianling doesn't seem to see these two, and because you look at it twice, one of the men turns his head to look at you deliberately.

You don't bother to pay attention to these things.

Usually the big hospitals will build the morgue farther away, after all, the living are still more taboo than the dead.

As there are fewer and fewer people in the hallway, and the air temperature drops, a straight aisle appears in front of you.

At this point, the two of you stopped in unison.

I don't know why, but even though the lights are on in the hallway, the end of the hallway seems to be pitch black to your eyes.

"Am I hallucinating? Why does it feel like there is no light in front of it, and it gives people a feeling that they can't walk endlessly. Xian Qianling rubbed his eyes several times, but this strange illusion still did not disappear.

You look at it with your slightly hot left eye, but surprisingly, your left eye also doesn't see through the illusion in front of you.

Or is this what this corridor is meant to be?

The two of you glanced at each other, as a man, at this time you still habitually took steps and walked in front of Xian Qianling.

"Be careful."

In the face of the unknown, Xian Qianling still maintains her usual calmness, and she also habitually puts her right hand on her waist, you glance at it with your eyes, and find that Xian Qianling has a 92 pistol pinned to her waist.

The corridor is about 50 meters long, with windows on both sides, and the ceiling overhead is made of glass, which connects the inpatient department to the morgue.

In normal times, the distance of fifty meters is just a few dozen big steps, and I walked over after singing half a song.

But now you and Xian Qianling have been walking in this corridor for more than ten minutes!

There seems to be no end to the corridor, whether you are walking slowly or fast, your position in the depths seems to have never changed, the end of the road in front of you is still pitch black, and a bright full moon can be seen through the glass overhead.

Seeing the bright moon, you couldn't help but ask Xian Qianling behind you, "Officer Xian, is August 15 almost here?" ”

Xian Qianling didn't quite understand why you said this, so he couldn't help frowning and thinking about it, and said, "Today seems to be August 13. ”

When you heard that today was August 13, you couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "No wonder. ”

"What's wrong? Did you find something? ”

You turned your head to look at Xian Qianling: "We have encountered a ghost hitting the wall." ”

"Ghost hitting the wall?" As the captain of the criminal police, Xian Qianling now gradually understands the professional terms in this area, she looks at you and says, "You can even catch a powerful ghost, why can't you even get an ordinary ghost to hit the wall?" ”

Shrugging your shoulders, you smiled wryly and said, "If it's usual, or somewhere else, even if it's in the deep mountains and old forests, I can easily deal with it, but the place where we are is really special." ”

Without waiting for Xian Qianling to speak, you stretched out your hand and pointed to the glass ceiling above your head and said, "If I let me know who designed the last transparent glass here, I will definitely find three ghosts to accompany that designer to have fun for a month!" ”

"There's something wrong with this glass?"

"It's not just a problem, it's just a real life!" You look up at the full moon diagonally across from you, "August 15 is approaching, and it's another day of revelry for all things yin." ”

"Isn't August 15 a reunion festival, and the ghosts come out to make trouble, it should be the mid-year festival on July 15."

You looked at Xian Qianling, who was half-understood, and said with a smile: "Captain Xian, let me ask you a question, what do you say this moon represents to us humans?" ”

"The moon? Of course, it means reunion. ”

"Yes, it does mean reunion, so why reunion?"

"This ...... This is a festival, the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion to eat moon cakes, since ancient times. ”

You smile and say, "August is the second month of autumn, which the ancients called Mid-Autumn at the earliest. The Mid-Autumn Festival can only be traced back to the Tang Dynasty at the earliest, and it is generally believed that it began in the Kaiyuan period, and was vigorously promoted by Tang Xuanzong in order to be able to dance and sing with Yang Guifei. In the Song Dynasty, there was gradually a saying that I went home for the Mid-Autumn Festival and had a reunion dinner. ”

Since you have the ability to memorize, you will naturally have this more partial knowledge.

"So what?" Xian Qianling is a criminal policeman, she spends most of her time practicing martial arts and investigating cases, and she doesn't know much about traditional Chinese culture.

"The question is, why did the ancients go home for a reunion dinner on this day?" You pause, and then say, "That's because August 15 is more dangerous than July 15!" ”

As you spoke, you stretched out your hand and pointed sharply at the full moon the size of a silver plate above your head: "The moon is also known as the Taiyin, it is the opposite of the sun, and it is a thing from the bottom of the sky to the yin pole!" In ancient times, the population was sparse, unlike today's cities, which were overcrowded! Usually in the middle of autumn, many wanderers will return, and the reason why they go home is because they miss their loved ones, and the main reason is because at this time, the outside is the most dangerous! ”