Chapter 92: The Soul

Ann Wo Hospital, an intensive care unit.

The ward was full of people, including the elderly, adults, and children.

They are all family and friends of the old man lying on the hospital bed.

The old man's eyes swept blankly at the people standing in the room, either solemn or sad, and in a dazed consciousness, he thought that he should not have any regrets in this life, but ......

It's just that this transcendent world didn't come sooner.

It is a well-known fact that you can prolong your life by entering the extraordinary.

In the ward, there was an old man of his age, who was as old as him, with gray hair.

At this time, it seems to be 'rejuvenated', similar to his son, although his face is still old, but it seems to be in good spirits, without a trace of decay.

This effect can be achieved by simply stepping into the transcendent first order by chance.

It would be nice if he could have such good luck.

"Dad, what else do you want to say? Want to do it? Your descendants and friends are here, if you have anything to explain, don't leave any regrets. ”

An old man who was also old squatted on the side of the bed, holding the hand of the old man lying on the hospital bed, said in a sad tone, the oldest grandson of the old man behind him was over fifty years old.

The Liu family in Yangcheng is prosperous, five generations are in the same house, and most of the members of the family are also quite promising, active in all walks of life, and are rare local families.

Don't blame the old man for being direct.

Modern medicine, the emerging transcendent method of life extension.

With the energy that the Liu family has mastered, they have thought of all the ways they should think of, and the old man on the hospital bed has run out of vitality, and he has indeed lost his spirit.

"With you, what do I have to regret?"

The old man on the hospital bed smiled weakly, paused, and said, "Read me a passage of Dingjun Mountain that I used to sing to you when you were a child." ”

"This letter came by coincidence, God helped Huang Zhong succeed, standing at the camp gate to spread the camp number, and the big and small children listened to the root and seedlings ......"

Although the old man who was over seventy years old at the bedside had entered the mythological game under the drive of his children and grandchildren, and had a certain harvest, but the harvest was low, he did not read it according to the old father's words at this time, nor did he listen to the persuasion of his children and grandchildren behind him but sang this paragraph.

The singing was quite difficult, and the tone was strange, but the old father on the bed showed a smile.

Halfway through the song, the old man was already sweating profusely.

"Dad, grandpa, he's gone."

A middle-aged man behind him patted the old man on the shoulder and said sadly.

I don't know who cried first, and it was like an infection, and there were constant cries throughout the room.

The old man had already said that he only wanted to see his children and grandchildren laughing happily, and he didn't want to see them crying, but he couldn't see it anymore at this time.

That's what everyone thinks.

Although the world is transcendent, it also requires many conditions for the formation of ghosts.

In addition, it is difficult for ghosts to survive in the world for a long time, and they often either lose themselves in anger and are eliminated by demons, or they spontaneously dissipate in the heavens and the earth.

In addition, the souls of a small number of Christian fanatics can be brought to heaven after death, which of course is also a very small number of qualifications, but it also greatly stimulates the enthusiasm of believers.

Since the manifestation of Heaven, there has been a great increase in the number of Christians throughout the world.

But everyone didn't know that the old man only felt as if he had turned into a feather and floated into the air.

Looking down, I saw many children and grandchildren, who were mournfully guarding 'him', weeping, and their mouths were closing to say something.

But the old man couldn't hear clearly.

"Am I becoming a ghost?"

"Didn't you say that Great-Sun Liu Xi is already a first-order transcendent, why can't he see me?"

"But the body is still very uncomfortable, like a broken ship full of holes."

"Besides, it's so cold, I want to sleep......"

The old man's consciousness descended into darkness at an extremely fast speed.

In a daze, it felt as if he had walked a long, long way, and by the time he became conscious again, he was already in a long line.

He looked around him, and it was a dark gray space, as if it were boundless.

An inexplicable light came from the front of the team, as if to guide them, and their bodies involuntarily walked forward.

The old man looked down at himself again, and in front of him and behind him, there were people in the same misty shape as him, like legendary ghosts.

The older generation was already more superstitious, and the world had already become strange, so the old man immediately thought of hell and muttered to himself: "Is this the legendary underworld?" ”

While he was paralyzed in bed, he even entered the mythological game in search of transcendent opportunities.

However, he is too old and has almost all his physical functions lost, and probably only a lucky person like his old friend is fortunate enough to take extraordinary steps and prolong his life with such an old body.

"Old man, you are also from Lanxing Huaguo?"

A shrill voice came.

The old man followed the voice, and it was a young man with dull eyes in front of him who was talking.

The young man twisted his neck and tilted his head to look at him, looking very intimidating.

But he was already a person who had died once, and he didn't look like a living person now, so he was not afraid, and said unhappily: "Didn't the adults in your family teach you to respect the old and love the young?" ”

"When labor and management are people, they don't know what it means to respect the old and love the young, let alone become a ghost now, and if you are blind, Lao Tzu will swallow you in one bite."

The misty young man suddenly opened his bloody mouth, looking extremely hideous and terrifying, and at this moment, the frightened old man shouted and took a few steps back, hitting the person behind him, and then he hurriedly took a few steps forward like an electric shock.

It took a long time before he looked at the misty young man who had returned to normalcy in shock, but his eyes were still cold, and said: "Even if it is hell, the little old man believes that there must be a law, do you dare to eat me?" ”

"The old gentleman is right, there is also a law in the drunken capital."

A majestic ghost in a black robe suddenly appeared.

The chains in his hands sounded, and they had already extended and wrapped around the young soul's body, and the young soul suddenly let out a terrible cry, and there were bursts of green smoke on the body.

Soul Binding Rope, a special magic weapon for low-level ghosts, is not of high rank, but it has a great restraint effect on all souls in the world, no matter what you looked like in life, after death, the three souls and seven spirits will not escape the binding of the soul binding rope.

Not only is it difficult to escape, but when you are strained by the Soul Binding Rope, you will also suffer great pain, as if you are in a pot of oil.

The ghost cha seemed to have not heard the shouts of the young soul begging for mercy, and sneered: "There are thorns in the human race, and there are many ghosts, but they are indispensable in my drunken capital, and I have warned you not to make loud noises once, and you should not be spared if you commit another offense, but you didn't listen to it, so I had to tie you up and go to the judge."

Is it to be turned into the nourishment of my soul-binding rope, or to hold on until I see the judge, and it depends on your creation, hehe......"

There was a bit of schadenfreude in his voice, and after speaking, he flattered the old man again, "Is the old gentleman satisfied with this treatment?" ”

The old man was a little confused, but he couldn't bear it when he saw the green smoke constantly coming out of his body, and the pain screamed as if he was undergoing some kind of extremely severe torture.

But at this time, the experience is still a bit dreamy, and the old man did not plead, but said cautiously: "Satisfied." ”