"I think there's something wrong with this uncle, you should go find the doctor and have a look," I said, pointing to the old man on the hospital bed and speaking to his two children, and I really couldn't help it.

When the old man's son put his hand under the old man's nose, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and the old man's daughter rushed out of the ward with red eyes to the doctor's duty room next door.

This old man's longevity is over, and his soul has been taken away by the bull's head and horse face, even if the divine doctor Hua Tuo is alive, he can't save the old man's life, I can also see that this old man's two sons and daughters are filial people.

After the doctor and the old man's daughter hurried to the old man's side, the doctor first opened the old man's eyelids, shone a flashlight on the old man's eyeballs, and then he checked the old man's pulse.

"The old man has lost his breath, please mourn and change," the doctor shook his head helplessly, and after saying this to the old man's children, he walked out with heavy steps.

"Dad......" After the old man's daughter listened to the doctor's words, she sat on the ground and cried, the old man's son pulled out the old man's infusion tube while crying, and then the old man's son put the old man's clothes on his body, although the old man's son was sad, he was very calm.

"Dad, let's go home, let's go home now" The old man's son got up from the bed and walked out, and the old man's daughter got up from the ground and walked out after her.

When I stood up and looked out the window, I saw the bull's head, the horse-faced two ghosts walking out with more than a dozen spirits connected by iron chains, and the old man who had just been snatched away walked at the back of the line, and when he saw his son walking out of the hospital with his body on his back, he opened his mouth wide and began to cry.

"If there's anything to cry about, come with us to the underworld to report," Ma Mian turned his head and said impatiently to the old man's soul.

When the bull-headed horse face walked forward with those spirits, I saw a man wearing a ghost mask and wearing a black suit with a long sword shining silver in his hand coming out of the dark corner, he strode straight towards the bull-headed horse face and ran over, this person was dressed like an assassin in a martial arts movie, at this time the bull head and horse face walked forward with the soul behind him, while chatting with each other, the two of them did not notice the black man who followed behind him.

I saw the long sword in the hand of the man in black quickly pierced the back of the old man's heart, only to see the old man's soul turn into a little starlight and dissipate between the heaven and the earth, when the bull head and horse face turned around, the man in black turned around and ran into the distance, seeing this scene, I was shocked that my mouth was wide open.

"I'll rub your grandma, you're so bold" Niu Tou turned around and scolded and chased after the man in black with the steel fork in his hand, Ma Mian did not follow Niu Tou to chase the man in black, he stayed in place to guard those souls.

I thought to myself, this man in black is really bold, he actually killed the old man's soul in front of the soul envoy of the underworld, if it were me, give me a hundred dares, I don't dare to do it, I haven't lived enough. I was deeply surprised by what happened tonight, what I can be sure of is that the man in black is a person and not a ghost, and the long sword he uses in his hand should be a Taoist magic sword, called the Seven Star Sword, it seems that he should be our Taoist family.

After half an hour, the bull head rushed back from a distance, he walked to the side of the horse and shook his head helplessly, I guess the bull head should not have caught up with the man in black.

"If I catch up with him, I'll beat him up," the bull said angrily to the horse in front of him

"It's over, I'll report back to the underworld later, and the king of Hades will definitely punish the two of us," Ma Mian said with a sad face on the bull's head.

"Not necessarily, let's go to Hades and tell the truth, Hades will not necessarily punish us, let's go back and repay it quickly, so as not to have another accident!" After the bull head said this to the horse, the two of them walked out of the hospital with the spirits behind them, and the sound of their conversation was very loud and I heard it in my ears.

I went back to Donnie Yen's bedside and sat down, my mind repeating the image I had just seen, I couldn't understand why the man in black had smashed the old man's soul to pieces, whether it was a deep hatred between them, or a deliberate provocation.

After the two hanging bottles were played, Donnie Yen's fever had also subsided, I couldn't bear to wake him up when I saw him lying on the bed sleeping so fragrantly, it was now more than twelve o'clock in the evening, and the temperature outside was almost below zero, at this time if I took Donnie Yen back to the hall, I was afraid that he would have a high fever repeatedly due to the cold, and I didn't plan to leave tonight, so I stayed in the hospital with Donnie Yen for the night, and when it was dawn tomorrow morning, the two of us would leave.

After I covered Donnie Yen with the quilt, I lay on the hospital bed where the old man who had just died, if it had been placed in the past, I would definitely dislike this bed for having just died, lying down, and now I don't care so much, I am not even afraid of ghosts, how can I be afraid of a bed where a deceased person lies.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw Donnie Yen sitting on the bed next to me, playing on the phone.

"Donnie Yen, how are you feeling now, do you still have a fever?" I got up from the bed and asked Donnie Yen.

"It's much better, no fever," Donnie Yen said as he turned his head to me, his face still a little grateful.

"That's good, it's not too early, let's go!" I stretched and said to Donnie Yen.

"Liu Shou, thank you, except for my master and Uncle Jiang, you are the best for me," Donnie Yen said to me with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, don't say kind words to me, the two of us are relatives now, how can I care when I see you sick" I replied to Donnie Yen with a smile.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu," Donnie Yen joked to me with a smile.

"You kid call me junior brother again, I won't care about you anymore if you get sick in the future," I said to Donnie Yen angrily. Donnie Yen has been learning the Tao longer than me, so it stands to reason that I should call him senior brother, but I am really reluctant to call a fart child who is more than ten years younger than me a senior brother.

It was already half past six in the morning when the two of us walked out of the hospital, and I first took Donnie Yen to a hall on an electric car, and then I took a bus to our school.