The First Hospital of W City.

Lu Yuanjun was lying on the bed in the emergency ward, and the doctors in a circle were busy and anxiously operating. In despair, they found that the wounded man had been pierced in the heart, and the murder weapon had been pulled out and was missing. There is nothing to stop the bleeding, and the probability of death is 100 percent.

Shan Xiaoxiao and Wang Liang stood outside the operating room and waited nervously, they didn't understand who Lu Yuanjun had offended and was poisoned. Shan Xiaoxiao also frowned, this can subdue demons and eliminate demons, why is the person who claims to be the soul sealing master of the Netherworld Mansion, why is he a mortal in the flesh and was injured like this?

Wang Liang also understood a little more, and he asked Shan Xiaoxiao, "If he is a bad guy, he shouldn't be a human being.....?" ”

Shan Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at Wang Liang in confusion.

"Then if it is according to the current situation, it shouldn't be dead....." Wang Liang said this, he stopped making a sound, and looked out the window with a serious face, but a word naturally came to mind in his small mind, which made her gasp.

"Soul Scattered.....

.....

"Lu Yuanjun's little boy has been majestic for many years, and today he finally ended up with a good end! Hahahaha.....! ”

"That's it! Now that he is not in the underworld, he is all scattered anyway, so it is better to let us swallow his spiritual power! ”

"But..... Aren't you afraid of Hades' revenge? He's not the only one....."

"What are you afraid of? Don't you see?! This grandson has become an outcast of Hades, who cares about him! Hahaha! ”

There was a gust of wind in the hospital, and dozens of evil spirits, large and small, took the opportunity to blow and attack. The emergency operation was over, the doctors sighed one after another, and gently covered Lu Yuanjun's body with a white cloth, and the fragrance of soaphorn on the white cloth bloomed lightly on Lu Yuanjun's body and spread in the air.

Shan Xiao smelled the aroma and saw the car slowly rolled out by the doctors. She just looked at Lu Yuanjun who was lying motionless under the white cloth in a daze, with tears in the corners of her eyes, not knowing what to do. She didn't understand why she was so sad because of Lu Yuanjun's death, and she didn't understand why she couldn't cry when she was so sad. Shan Xiao's whole body began to tremble, and she even felt some cramping in her heart.

Wang Liang also sighed, looked at Lu Yuanjun deeply, and gently hugged Shan Xiaoxiao's shoulder with his arm, but who knew that Shan Xiaoxiao pushed away silently. Wang Liang pursed his lips, his expression was complicated, he lowered his head and left directly, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

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Lu Yuanjun was temporarily placed in the morgue on the third floor of the hospital.

This floor is not as bright as the others, and even the hallway lights are cold. When the staff transporting Lu Yuanjun's body locked the door and evacuated, the cold lights flashed twice and then went out, and a gust of wind mixed with weird whispering laughter quickly blew the door of the morgue. Who knows, when this yin wind was about to penetrate it, it was suddenly bounced back, and then a whispered ghost crying wolf howl was heard.

A dark figure strode a few steps and stood at the door of the morgue. I saw that the black shadow seemed to be wearing armor and helmet, holding a sharp scimitar, and blocked the door menacingly.

"Lu Yuanjun, you owe me a favor! Lao Tzu will keep you safe this time, if you wake up, immediately put on the mask of the ghost king for Lao Tzu and have a good fight with Lao Tzu! ”

.....

Wang Qian ran wildly in the direction pointed by the green light, and the black mist beside her quickly retreated, but she couldn't feel the slightest wind sweeping.

Finally, Wang Qian stopped, and along the way, she heard a lot of strange sounds, including the coughing of the elderly, the crying of the child, the whimpering of the woman, and the vague moaning. When Wang Qian stopped, there was silence all around, and all sounds disappeared.

Standing in front of Wang Qian was a huge building, which Wang Qian recognized as the first hospital in W City.

On weekdays, the hospital building is white, and the large pieces of glass decorate the building, which looks very tall, and whenever the sun shines on those glasses, it will also appear to shine brightly, full of urban sense, and if a person passes by and happens to see it, he will definitely sigh - what a building full of hope! It's the light of life that is reflected!

And now, in Wang Qian's eyes, this huge building only flashes with a light of despair that seems to deprive all life.

The light is green, which is the dark tone of horror movies on weekdays, and the silence of the black fog around it makes it even more terrifying. This is no longer the sacred hospital during the day, but the ghost gate of the horror movie that pulls people down to hell!

Wang Qian took a deep breath, she was struggling, obviously so afraid and resistant to this strange building, but her body couldn't help but want to go in. Wang Qian pinched her arm vigorously, if this was a dream, she should also wake up, she didn't want to be scared to death in her dream.

But when it hurt, Wang Qian didn't feel anything else.

Can you only go in.....?

Wang Qian was a little desperate, but there was currently a bright place, and there was only this building, and if she went in, she might be able to find something.

Thinking so, Wang Qian walked in little by little, this hospital is really strange, there are no security guards, no working doctors and nurses, and there are no patients, the whole building seems to be empty, but the door is wide open.

The lights in the corridor are all turned off, except for the emergency lights and the 'safety exit' signs, which are more intense than before, and have achieved a certain lighting effect.

Suddenly, Wang Qian saw a slender figure standing at the service desk, she looked intently, but found that this figure was too slender, and it was not a normal person's body shape at first glance. The figure who didn't know if it was a person or a ghost stood there faintly, Wang Qian didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of alarming the guy, but when she walked to the elevator, the elevator "ding——! There was a bang.

I saw that the figure's head turned around and stared at Wang Qian, who was startled when she saw a skull turning towards her. Before she could react, the elevator door opened, and a hand dragged her into the elevator.

Wang Qian was dragged into the elevator, "Ah——! The hand had to cover her mouth, "Okay, okay, stop screaming!" ”

Hearing the voice of a normal person, Wang Qian dared to open her eyes, and sure enough, she was a normal-looking woman.

"It's haunted here, don't panic, that nurse just now is a corpse in the morgue, and they all have a red rope around their feet and necks." The woman said calmly, "We will go to the morgue now, and all the corpses there are out, so it is safest." ”

Wang Qian panicked, just nodding desperately, her brain went blank.

The elevator stopped on the third floor, the woman pulled Wang Qian and ran, the two of them rushed into the morgue one after the other, the woman closed the door at once, only to hear a ghost crying wolf outside the door, I don't know what happened.

Wang Qian panted and looked around, many of the cabinets where the corpses were stored had been opened, and in the center of this space, there were two carts, on which lay two corpses that should have been sent not long ago.

The one on the left is a man, with black pants and no clothes on his upper body, and a visible deep cut in his heart, the blood of which has formed a dry scar around the wound.

And when Wang Qian saw the corpse on the right, she was stunned, and for a while, she felt that the world was spinning.

The corpse was herself.