As the saying goes, if you eat a trench, you will grow wiser. After the previous terrifying experience, this time Mu Zifeng obediently pulled his thighs and climbed to the fourth floor of the hospital.

According to the guidance of the little nurse at the window, the fourth floor is the ward level.

At the entrance of the fourth floor, Mu Zifeng stretched out his head, looked around, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing in his face, and secretly shouted, "Something is strange".

It turned out that he found the structure of this ward floor quite strange.

In Chinese Feng Shui, the emphasis is on "the unity of heaven and man, the balance of yin and yang". Although Santa Maria Maggiore's Hospital was built by foreigners, a closer look at the building made Mu Zifeng conclude that the designer must have been well versed in the art of feng shui.

For example, most houses are north-facing, but the wards here are south-facing, with a bare wall on the north-facing side, and not even a single window opens. The aisle between the north and south is more than 20 meters wide.

The designers did not hesitate to waste a huge amount of building space, but also to ensure that all the wards were located in the south and facing north. This philosophy is not only at odds with the clever use of space in architecture, but also with the actual needs of resource-constrained hospitals.

According to Mu Zifeng, St. Mary's Hospital is a technologically advanced hospital in Chang'an, and the beds in the hospital are very tight, and most of the people who can be admitted are dignitaries and foreigners. Why did the hospital give up such a huge space and build a ward only on the south side?

If it is for the average person, it is indeed a little unbelievable. But for Mu Zifeng, an archaeological intern and a researcher of traditional feng shui books, the truth is nothing more than so simple and easy to understand:

The hospital belongs to the land of extreme yin, and the builders have a deep understanding of this meaning, and the ward is built on the yang side, that is, the south side, in order to concentrate the yang energy of the hospital and suppress the yin energy. At the same time, a thick, windowless wall is used to block the yin energy of the north (shady side).

It was midnight, and almost all the wards had their lights off and their doors and windows closed. There was no one in the empty aisle. At this point, the patients should all rest. Mu Zifeng suddenly remembered something, patted his head, and stomped his feet and sighed to himself.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy blow of the death of his teacher, and it seemed a little inappropriate for him to come to visit his wife at this time. Because it is usually during the day or even in the morning to visit patients. Because I was in a hurry, I didn't care about these red tapes, and it was quite inappropriate to think about it now, but it has come to this point, and I can't afford to retreat.

At this time, an inexplicable cold wind poured into the back of Mu Zifeng's neck, and he shivered unconsciously. It's really weird, the scorching heat in July is all hot wind around the city, where is the cool breeze?

The strange structure of the ward floor floated out of his eyes, the doors and windows were closed, and the solid wall opposite the ward was on, where did the wind come from? Thinking of this, Mu Zifeng couldn't help but move his steps to the east, and after walking for about twenty meters, he found that the wards he passed by had their curtains drawn, and he couldn't see anything from the windows.

At the end, Mu Zifeng caught a glimpse of a door ajar, and wisps of light leaked out of the crack in the door.

The wind is coming from there, blowing Mu Zifeng's face numb and crispy, at this time, his short hexagram has already been soaked with sweat, and when he encounters the wind again, his skin feels cold.

Mu Zifeng pushed the door straight in, and a doctor wearing a white mask was sitting at the desk, writing hard, he should be the doctor on duty. Mu Zifeng handed over the documents: "Doctor, may I ask where is Ms. Wu Xi's ward?" ”

The doctor didn't raise his head, and he didn't take the papers, Mu Zifeng found that he was a "Mediterranean", and there was only a ring of hair left on the top of his head.

"It's time to visit the sick, it's night, the patients are resting, you can go back." "The Mediterranean" is still "brushing" what to record.

What the doctor said was not wrong, Mu Zifeng had to ask more: "May I ask if Professor Wu Zhixuan's body is still in your hospital?" ”

"Why are you asking this?" "Mediterranean" suddenly raised its head.

"I'm his student and want to see the body." Mu Zifeng understood his intentions.

"I can't call the shots about this, the police station has filed a case, and ordinary people are not allowed to observe it." "Mediterranean" put down the pen he had been holding tightly and stared at Mu Zifeng for a while, but Mu Zifeng saw a hint of panic in the eyes of "Mediterranean".

"Who do I have to ask for approval?" The stubbornness in Mu Zifeng's heart came up, since he entered the Santa Mary's Hospital, all kinds of encounters made him feel that the situation here was by no means as simple as it seemed, and Professor Wu was killed, maybe there was a hidden mystery.

"I can only ask our dean!"

"Is the director in the hospital?"

"I don't know about this, on the 5th floor, you can go and see for yourself." "Mediterranean" pointed upstairs with a pen and said in a strange way.

Without too much entanglement with the "Mediterranean", Mu Zifeng climbed down the stairs to the fifth floor, where there are rooms on the north and south sides, and it seems that each room is not small. He walked down the aisle and looked around, and the door numbers of those rooms said "laboratory" and "medicine storage room" in turn, until at the end of the aisle, he saw the door number of "dean's room".

The door to the "Dean's Room" was hidden, and the leaking light illuminated the dark space outside the door. Mu Zifeng was about to push the door in, but heard a strange sound from the room:

Roar, Roar.

Isn't this Dongying dialect? Mu Zifeng's heart tightened, and then he stopped pushing the door. He put his ear to the door and heard that there were indeed two people in the dean's room talking, and the key was that they were talking in Dongying.

Could it be that the dean is from Dongying?

Although Chang'an is located in the northwest, there are not many people in Dongying. But in the past few days, Mu Zifeng has always felt that the Dongying people are quite active, as if they are everywhere, in the Mausoleum of the Great Xia Emperor, in the Seven Stars Fantasy Tower, and today in Queen Mary Hospital, they are everywhere. Mu Zifeng remembered the conversation with the plainclothes team again, he really couldn't figure out what the Dongying people were doing?

However, I didn't study Japanese when I was in college, so I really couldn't understand what they said. But Mu Zifeng knew that he was definitely not planning anything good.

Now that he has rushed in, it is estimated that he may be killed and killed.

Mu Zifeng made up his mind, turned around, and returned to the fourth floor. He was thinking that since it was impossible to repair the plank road in the Ming Dynasty, he would secretly Chen Cang, and he must enter the morgue first and see Professor Wu's corpse with his own eyes. He felt that the police had transported Professor Wu's body to St. Mary's Hospital, and that there must be something hidden in it.

From the perspective of Sun Tzu's Art of War, it is called the virtual is the real, and the real is the virtual. He has just broken through the morgue, and the corpse bearer will definitely think that he will not "enter the palace for the second time" and come to attack again. It just so happened that with such a lax and paralyzed mind, I was able to explore the morgue again.

After making up his mind, Mu Zifeng walked to the elevator entrance, pulled down the elevator gate, and the elevator soon came to the 4th floor, and after entering the elevator, Mu Zifeng found that there was no button in the basement at all.

In other words, the elevator had an accident just now, and I accidentally fell into the basement.

Santa Maria's Hospital is a bit quirky indeed. Mu Zifeng felt a chill in his heart, he was not afraid of ghosts and gods, but the most feared thing in the world was often not ghosts and gods, but the evil intentions of calculating people.

After getting off the elevator from the first floor, Mu Zifeng found that the hall was still empty, and there was no one even at the window, just like an unmanned hospital.

Like an ant on a hot pot, Mu Zifeng turned around the hall three times, but didn't find the entrance to the basement, so how did he come up just now?

It seems that it can only be like this, after the inspiration, Mu Zifeng found a new way to enter the morgue, he returned to the elevator, kicked the elevator with all his might, only to hear the sound of "clang", the elevator fell rapidly, and fell down with a bang.

A few seconds before the elevator door opened, Mu Zifeng regretted it a little, he was too reckless just now, if the sound of the elevator falling alarmed the ghostly corpse man, and he opened the door directly and saw his strange face, what a terrible thing it would be!

While thinking about it, Mu Zifeng found that the elevator had fallen into place, and with the cool breeze, he judged that the elevator had arrived.

Mu Zifeng struggled to open the elevator door, and a familiar white iron door appeared in front of him.

Opened the iron door, it was dark and faint inside, Mu Zifeng polished a foreign fire, and by the faint light of the fire, he found himself entering a room,

Holding on to the wall and groping for progress, Mu Zifeng felt that the masonry on the wall was like ice, which was extremely cold. Suddenly, he touched something that looked like a rope, and he tried to pull it, and in an instant the dark world brightened.

The light came on, and it turned out to be a light rope.

But the bright world under the lights made Mu Zifeng couldn't help but stay for a long time, this was definitely not the basement just now, because what he was in front of him was a huge ice vault.

There were a lot of rectangular white cabinets neatly placed in the middle of the freezer, Mu Zifeng walked over, opened a cabinet door at random, and a disgusting picture appeared to him:

A corpse, only half of its body, lay impressively in front of him, like a sheep that had been cut in half, and the corpse was dotted with black corpse spots.

"By the way, the corpse bearer wrote something on the cabinet, and there should be some mark on the cabinet." Mu Zifeng suddenly realized, carefully observed the cabinet, and then he found that there was a white paper pasted on the lower right corner of the cabinet, on which Jiang Shunyou was written.

Jiang Shunyou should be the name of the deceased.

Mu Zifeng looked at the cabinet on the other side, which said Wu Siliu. He searched for Wu Zhixuan's name on the cabinet.

In the huge freezer, the corpses were stored for a relatively long time due to the effect of temperature. Mu Zifeng inspected the white cabinets one by one. The thing he is most worried about now is not that he can't find Professor Wu, but that the corpse bearer suddenly broke in, I really don't know if it's a human or a demon?

When Mu Zifeng finally saw the cabinet with Wu Zhixuan written on it, he took a slow breath, he didn't want to see the teacher's cabinet, which proved that the teacher might not be dead, but now that he saw the cabinet, tears poured out of his nose to his eyes.

But since I have come here, I must open it and take a look. Mu Zifeng said secretly in his heart: Teacher, I am offended.