"Sanitizer, disinfectant actually works?"

Looking at the freeze-frame video that had been played, Ling Tian muttered to himself.

He really didn't expect that the small disinfectant would do so much harm to the werewolves.

I didn't expect it, but Ling Tian didn't dare to delay, and after greeting Zeng Xiaoqin, he hurriedly left the hospital.

On the way back to the hotel, he swept almost all the pharmacies and bought all the disinfectant he could buy.

Various brands of disinfectants filled half of the room, making him feel safe for a long time.

As night fell, inspecting the room, Ling Tian sat on the edge of the bed with a smile that was about to triumph.

He felt that with the disinfectant in the room, ten more werewolves would be no problem.

Time passed little by little, and Ling Tian, who felt safe, gradually dozed off.

In a daze, he was woken up by a call out.

Listen closely, and the voice of a child can be heard from outside the hallway.

"Dad, Dad, where are you, I was wrong, I am not a scientist, I am not a scientist."

Ling Tian shook his head, it was estimated that whose child had done something in the name of a scientist, such as the experiment of mixing laundry detergent and flour.

I remember that I didn't do much of this when I was a child, and of course, I was taught a lot of lessons.

Thinking about it, a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As soon as the smile bloomed, he was stunned, and the voice outside the hallway had changed.

It was the voice of a teenager: "Dad, I really want to be a scientist, and many big scientists are proving the existence of God,...... Syllable...... Woo woo woo ....... ”

Soon, the voice changed to that of a young man in his twenties: "Teachers, students, according to my research, God is absolutely real...... Laugh, but I'll be the one who has the last laugh. ”

Thirty years old, forty years old...... Fifty years old, sixty years old......

The voice approached and appeared in the doorway, which by this time had become an old and familiar voice: "I am willing to give my life for the revival of the old gods." ”

"Here we are."

When he heard half of it, Ling Tian had already understood, and he couldn't help but admire the other party's persistence in his dream, although he also felt that this dream was unreliable now.

In his heart, the so-called old god should be a powerful ghost, and as for what god is, it's a complete thing.

It's just that why is it the way it appears, shouldn't it be a werewolf who violently breaks down the door?

After the voice of the old man in the white coat sounded, there was an eerie silence outside, the closed door showed no sign of opening, and the trap made of disinfectant on the door naturally did not move.

Ling Tian had already sat up straight, and in a completely different way than in the video, he had raised his due vigilance.

Suddenly, the old voice sounded beside him.

"A dream is an arrow target, only with a dream, the arrow can shoot in a direction, child, do you believe in the existence of God?"

Ling Tian stood up from the bed abruptly and looked vigilantly at the old man who appeared beside the bed.

It was still the old man in the white coat, the white coat that was originally stained with stains was very clean at this time, the meticulously combed white hair was tightly pressed against the scalp, and the wrinkled face had a kind smile.

It seems that there is still a trace of madness, it is completely a benevolent and virtuous doctor.

Seeing that Ling Tian didn't answer his words, the old man repeated, "Child, do you believe in the existence of God?" ”

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth and he shook his head: "I don't believe it? ”

"Don't believe me? Actually, I don't believe it, you know, until I was 50 years old, I didn't believe in the existence of God, the so-called research, it's just that I'm unwilling, I'm not willing that everyone thinks I'm crazy, everyone is sarcastic about me, I want to prove, prove something that even I don't believe. ”

After a pause, the excited expression on the old man's face gradually calmed down, and he shook his head helplessly: "Until my 52nd birthday." I was old, at least at that time I felt old, thinking back to my whole life living in the eyes of others, competing with myself, I was tired, I just wanted to rest, but I didn't think about ....... ”

The old man's eyes gradually appeared fanatical: "I didn't expect that in that year, I really found ironclad evidence of the existence of God, I joined the ghost whisperers, here, I saw everything and saw the truth." ”

"The truth?" Ling Tian didn't rush to make a move, nor did he fully believe the old man's words, after all, this old man had a criminal record, and he had also tried to deceive himself with a seemingly perfect background.

The old man nodded: "Yes, the truth, it's not that there are no gods in this world, it's just that gods are imprisoned." ”

"Confinement?"

"Imprison, God made man and sees us as His children, but we imprison God because we are afraid, afraid of God who is omnipotent, and our ambitions and desires make us rebellious."

"Old man, omnipotent, if he is omnipotent, how can he be imprisoned?"

"Don't underestimate people's abilities, people have created countless gods that do not exist, and through their own beliefs, these so-called new gods, false gods, have taken over people's hearts.

The old gods will divide their souls and throw themselves into each child, who create new gods that do not exist and believe in the existence of new gods through self-deception.

Using the split souls of the old gods and some despicable means, he imprisoned the old gods and became the master of the world himself. ”

"What does this have to do with you creating ghosts? It seems that the appearance of ghosts will make people believe in the so-called new gods in your mouth, aren't you adding chaos to your old gods? ”

Ling Tian gradually became a little interested, and he had to say that the old man's statement made him feel as if he had come into contact with some truth.

The old man shook his head firmly, denying Ling Tian's statement.

"The old gods have given their souls to us humans, and the only thing that humans can leave after death is the gift that the old gods once gave us, the soul. And the more powerful the soul, the more they can return to the best state of the old gods, and these powerful souls can also continue to create souls, strengthen their souls, and finally become the real old gods and return to the arms of the old gods. As for some minor side effects, they are not a big deal. ”

Ling Tian's brows furrowed, and he sneered: "Then you might as well kill people directly, and kill all the people in the world, won't you get everything?" ”

"No, what we need is the true souls of the old gods, those souls that have been polluted by people are not only not beneficial to the old gods, but also hinder the revival of the old gods, we only need the most powerful ghosts, the most powerful. Then it is up to them to purify the souls that have been polluted by people. ”

Pull the calf.

Ling Tian cursed in his heart, but he also understood what the ghost whisperer wanted to do, but there was still a question that had not been answered, thinking of this, he looked at the old man: "Why are you telling me this?" ”