The huge county town, after diluting the lich and zombies, the population density is indeed not much different from that of the ghost domain.

The power supply facilities in this county town are in good condition, and walking under the street lamp, Qin Kun arrived at a hospital.

The smell of disinfectant water is very similar to the smell in the ice coffin hall, Qin Kun sat on a chair in the corridor, and as soon as Bai opened the window, the green phosphorus bird flew in from outside.

"Qin's family, those two are in the hospital."

Qin Kun smacked his tongue and followed Bai Yi for two streets, did he finally find it?

Outside the window, suddenly a bottle fell and smashed on the first floor.

"Upstairs?"

Bai Yi poked his head out and found a black-robed man lying on the upstairs window.

Long hair, a little delicate.

"Are you looking for us? Eastern Exorcists? ”

Mandarin is a little stiff, but understandable.

Bai Yi was stunned, he was just taken around by the other party, thinking that they were afraid of him, who knew that his tone was close to provocation now?

Bai Yi turned his head and found that Qin Kun had already left, so he hurriedly followed.

On the third floor of the hospital, two black-robed men leaned against the window, the long-haired monk drank a bottle of glucose water, and another monk took out various infusion bottles from the pharmacy and mixed the liquid.

The smell of gas rushed to his face, and the last part of the liquid was added to the mixing container, and another black-robed monk shook the vessel and handed it to the long-haired monk.

"Eastern exorcist, do you want to taste it?"

The long-haired monk picked up two beakers and poured wine, one of which was handed to Qin Kun, Qin Kun caught it, the two clinked glasses, and saw that the other party drank it all, and Qin Kun was also bored.

Wine.

Aromatic wine.

The taste is very similar to brandy, brandy is the distilled spirit of French wine, XO belongs to the highest grade brandy, because it is popular, so most people directly use the grade name of brandy 'XO' as a pronoun.

"Courageous, aren't you afraid that I will be poisoned?"

The corners of the long-haired monk's mouth twitched and he looked at Qin Kun.

"You also have the courage to let me come so close."

Qin Kun shrugged, clinked glasses with the other party, and drank the rest of the wine.

"Hazlit, a monk of the Xunshan Hermitage, a clergyman."

"Qin Kun, Taoist priest of Fuyu Mountain, funeral home employee."

Hazlitt looked at Qin Kun in surprise, this Eastern Exorcist, who didn't seem to have any worry or fear.

"The lichs and ghouls outside are fighting, and since you and I are here to help, we can't avoid a fight." Hazlitt was a little drunk, and when he saw such a calm oriental exorcist, he was a little eager to try.

"Well, when will it start?" Qin Kun threw the beaker downstairs, heard a crisp sound, and suddenly, the surrounding scene changed.

"Sir, please give way!"

In the county hospital in the east, countless Westerners appeared, doctors and nurses were busy, it was raining outside, Qin Kun turned around, the beaker table was gone, Hazlit was gone, Bai Yi and another black-robed monk were also gone. Some are just doctors and patients.

Qin Kun got out of the way and saw a dying Dongfang being pushed over.

It was himself lying in the car.

With a glass ballast on his face, staring at the ceiling without blinking, Qin Kun's heart suddenly thumped, as if he had been smashed by a giant hammer, and the emergency bed was pushed into the operating room.

"That guy is really hateful."

Qin Kun flattened his mouth and touched his face, his face was also full of glass ballast, exactly like the person who was pushed into the operating room just now.

In the hospital of Nuoda, as soon as there are many people, the breath becomes chaotic, and the feeling of death comes to his heart, Qin Kun is used to it, and the pain of the ghost is much more uncomfortable than this pain.

Where did Hazlitt go?

Qin Kun walked downstairs, and another emergency bed was pushed over.

It's still me.

The lungs were stuck with knives, spitting blood, Qin Kun's heart was beating heavily, and there was a kind of burning pain in his lungs when he breathed.

Two emergency patients, when Qin Kun walked to the hospital compound, the eyes of the sky opened, and he saw a doctor standing by the window on the third floor of the hospital.

"Have you had enough?"

The noisy hospital, with Qin Kun's questioning, was quiet for a moment.

The doctor stepped through the window, jumped from the third floor, and landed comfortingly.

"Sure enough, I have some skills."

The doctor removed the mask, and it was none other than Hazlitt from before.

Qin Kun handed the other party a cigarette and lit one himself: "Although I don't know when your mirage was cast, it's really interesting." ”

Hazlitt took a puff of his cigarette and puffed out the smoke and smiled, "Just funny? ”

Ambulances stopped at the entrance of the hospital one after another, and Qin Kun was transported down one after another.

Burned, scalded, cut, disabled, all kinds of patients, every time they pass by Qin Kun, Qin Kun can feel a kind of pain.

More than a dozen emergency beds passed in front of him, Hazlitt looked at Qin Kun quietly at first, waiting for him to come out, and then the cigarette butt burned his hand, Qin Kun was still calm. A trace of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and then seeing Qin Kun still chatting affectionately with his arms around him, Hazlitt himself had an illusion.

Don't...... Failed to cast the spell yourself?

Qin Kun snapped his fingers, the old tea fairy appeared, Qin Kun made tea and handed Hazlitt a cup, Hazlitt frowned, looked at the big ghost, and then looked at the tea handed by Qin Kun, but did not answer.

"You're strong, but don't think I'm going to lose to you."

Hazlitt snorted coldly, got up to leave, and was pressed down by Qin Kun.

"In a hurry, what? Playing all of me crippled, and not talking to me more? ”

Qin Kun had a glass ballast on his face, a knife in his lungs, a broken leg, a hot arm full of blisters, and blood foam kept spurting out when he spoke, and he felt that his image was not good.

I'm such a person who cares about my image, and I can still be played with by you like this?

Hazlitt smiled: "I want to go, can you stop me?" ”

He got up again and still didn't escape from Qin Kun's palm, but Qin Kun felt that there was a shadow in his body and walked out.

Similar...... Split souls?

Qin Kun shrugged, the timid Western exorcist only dared to test himself, he didn't dare to drink a cup of silent tea, this kind of guy was not the opponent he was looking for.

"Qin, I'm not going to be polite next." Hazlitt on the bench said with a glazed look in his eyes.

Polite? Have you been polite?

If it weren't for the fact that I was accustomed to the pain of ghosts, this kind of torture would have tormented people crazy a long time ago.

On the third floor of the hospital, more than a dozen Qin Kun in the operating room were all pushed out, with a cross tied behind their backs, and a rope tied around their necks hanging from the air, Qin Kun's throat was tightened, and his eyes were a little red.

More than a dozen Qin Kun's eyes rolled up, they who were originally waiting to be saved, but now they were all dying, and negative emotions were constantly transmitted to Qin Kun's mind, Qin Kun flipped his palm and felt out an awl.

Chisel the life cone!

Eternal worship of the Buddha immortals, chiseled into a cone of smoke.

This magic weapon only beats the coffin, does not kill ghosts, but ...... Wounded souls.

"Your means are too low-level, too lazy to play with you."

A backhand cone pierced Hazlitt's eyebrows, and the doctors and nurses in the entire hospital all let out a terrible scream, and the sound of glass breaking sounded, Qin Kun's eyes changed, and he returned to the third floor of the hospital.