[I broke into an unknown world in a daze, which made me feel both frightened and excited.

From time to time, the eye of the dark dragon comes with an unspeakable longing, it needs yin energy, the yin energy of ghosts. This craving becomes more and more unbearable after a long period of unreplenishment.

The hospital has not been able to form a new ghost for a long time, which makes me think that the existence of ghosts in this world must be very rare.

However, on that sunny winter day, my perception changed dramatically again. —Excerpt from Qin Feng's Nether Diary.

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Today is Saturday, and the snowy weather that has been going on for days is finally over, and the snow has melted.

The sun hangs in the sky, and there is a rare temperature in the air.

In the park, along the street, there are people who come out to soak up the sun.

Linjiang City Song and Dance Theater, at this time is already full of people, this morning there is a young female pianist Fu Yiman's recital.

Linjiang is the third largest city in Bac Chuan Province, with a population of 5 million, and there are many people who like music.

In addition, Fu Yiman has won frequent awards abroad in the past two years, and she is beautiful, and the domestic media are about to praise her to the sky, and her tours in major cities are full.

I have some research on music, and when my parents were still around, I dabbled in piano, guitar, and violin, but after my parents had an accident, I devoted myself to medicine, and all those hobbies were put aside.

At this time, Wang Meiyu and I were standing in front of Fu Yiman's huge poster.

"She's so beautiful." Wang Meiyu said, quietly glancing at me.

"It's good, but it's not as pretty as you." I smiled, how could a veteran of the flower bush make a mistake on such an issue.

"Why?" Although Wang Meiyu said this, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden.

At 9 a.m., admission begins.

The two tickets in Wang Meiyu's hand turned out to be the VIP seats in the third row in front, and this kind of ticket is generally not for sale, either reserved for sponsors or kept for herself.

"Why don't you ask me where the ticket came from?" Wang Meiyu waited for a long time and didn't wait for me to ask her, so she couldn't hold her breath and asked in a low voice.

"Where did it come from?" I asked with a chuckle, I deliberately didn't ask, Wang Meiyu simply wrote everything on her face.

Wang Meiyu hooked her fingers and motioned for me to lower my head.

"Yiman is my best friend, we grew up together until she was 16 years old and we didn't separate until she went to study abroad, but we have always been in touch." Wang Meiyu whispered in my ear, and I could hear that she was very proud of this friend.

My ears were blown by the hot breath exhaled by Wang Meiyu, and it felt like a slight electric current rushed by, and the hairs on my arms stood up.

I turned my head and stared at Wang Meiyu's cherry mouth, which was covered with lip gloss and a sparkling light, and I didn't know if it tasted sweet or not......

"What's wrong?" Wang Meiyu was stared at by me, and her pretty face climbed into two shades of red.

Annoying!

I took a deep breath, and at this moment, the desire that had eaten my heart and bones before churned in my heart again.

It seems that this period of time has been held for too long, from the previous night and night sheng song to the current ascetic-like days, both physically and psychologically not very adaptable.

Why don't you wait for this concert to end and go to the hotel?

"Nothing, just a little surprised." I suppressed the evil thoughts in my heart, Wang Meiyu is a simple girl, although I am a scumbag, I can also distinguish which women can roll the sheets and which cannot.

At this moment, the lights in the concert hall went out, and it was pitch black.

At this time, there were a few green lights faintly flickering on the edge of the stage, I don't know if it was my psychological effect, I felt that they were eerie like ghost fire.

The soft sound of the piano sounded at this moment, like a warm breeze blowing in the face, stirring the hair and clothes.

What a deep foundation! I was a little surprised, a simple piece of musical note directly brought people into the state.

As the piece progresses, the lights begin to get brighter and brighter, and finally at the climax, all the lights come together and hit the player in the center.

The third row is considered a golden VIP seat, and you can clearly see the performers on the stage.

Fu Yiman was dressed in a black and white dress, her hair was draped over her shoulders, and her facial features were delicate like a porcelain doll.

Slender fingers jump on the black and white keys.

In fact, I lied to Wang Meiyu, in terms of appearance alone, Fu Yiman is better than her, but women often care not about the truth, but about good words.

After the opening song, the hall burst into warm applause.

Fu Yiman got up, bowed elegantly, then picked up the microphone and said a word of thanks, and waved his hand in the direction of Wang Meiyu in the interval.

This woman must be strong enough in bed! This thought popped into my mind.

But at the moment when this thought came to me, I saw Fu Yiman's beautiful face distorted.

My heart fluttered, and I just looked again, but I found that nothing had changed, as if it was just my delusion.

The concert lasted two hours and featured soloists, ensembles, and even a whole top-notch orchestra.

The whole hall was mesmerized, and from time to time there was a wave of applause.

I don't know if I'm too sensitive, but when I was enjoying this beautiful music, there were a few times when I felt that Fu Yiman's music was a little distorted, and the distorted notes sounded like a wail.

At this time, my perception of my surroundings seems to be isolated, and Fu Yiman in the spotlight seems to have faded all colors and become eerie.

My eyes didn't see anything unusual, and the eyes of the dragon didn't react much, so I thought it might be my delusion.

Amid loud applause, the concert ended and people began to leave.

At this time, a staff member came over and took Wang Meiyu and me to the backstage.

Fu Yiman was removing her makeup, and as soon as she saw Wang Meiyu, she pushed away the makeup artist and stood up, the two women screamed and hugged each other, and anyone could feel their excitement and excitement.

"Meiyu, who is this, why don't you quickly introduce it to this palace." Fu Yiman glanced at me, then asked with a grin.

Wang Meiyu was a little shy, and said, "This is my colleague Qin Feng, a doctor in our emergency department. ”

"Doctor Qin, I'm Fu Yiman, you have to treat us well." Fu Yiman smiled and generously stretched out his hand to me.

I smiled and reached out to shake Fu Yiman's hand.

Fu Yiman's hand is very tender, worthy of the pianist's hand.

"Yiman, hurry up and get it ready, Qin Feng and I will invite you to a big dinner." Wang Meiyu said.

"I know, but what I want to eat most is the sweet and sour fish and braised beef that my aunt cooked." Fu Yiman said.

"In the evening, I'll call my mother, it's definitely too late at noon, my mother must be happy to see you, every time I have you, I think I picked it up." Wang Meiyu said with a smile.

The two women chatted in a baba manner, and I was completely forgotten, so I had to go to the corridor outside the door and light a cigarette to relieve my boredom.

Through the short contact just now, I quickly came to a conclusion that this Fu Yiman is a girl with an active personality and full of aura, and she doesn't look like a person who is haunted by ghosts.

It seems that the abnormality I felt when I listened to the concert before may be that the Eye of the Dark Dragon has not absorbed Yin Qi for too long and has made me have a nervous breakdown.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream outside, followed by the frightened screams of the crowd.

"Oh no, no, someone jumped off the building outside." A staff member ran in from outside and shouted.

When I heard this, I immediately rushed out, and Wang Meiyu followed behind me, and the speed was not slow.

This is a purely reflexive action, and most doctors and nurses who have been in the emergency department of the hospital for a long time have this resuscitation reflex.

There was a circle of people outside the theater gate, and Wang Meiyu and I shouted while squeezing in: "Let me go, I'm a doctor." ”

The crowd got out of the way, and I saw the woman lying in a pool of blood at a glance, and shivered for no apparent reason.

And Wang Meiyu, who was behind her, glanced at it, her pupils were wide open, and she covered her mouth with her two hands.

This is a young pregnant woman, and in the middle of the jump, her head must have hit something, half of her skull disappeared, and her brain flowed to the ground.

In addition, the most terrifying thing is that half of the fetus in her womb was thrown out directly, and the other half was still in the belly, looking as if it tore open its belly and crawled out.

Judging by the size of the fetus, it should be about 30 weeks, and if it is delivered by caesarean section at this time, it will already be able to survive.

I circled around the corpse, my face suddenly solemnized, I "saw" the faint black gas on the corpse, and the black gas on the dead fetus was even heavier, and there was an extremely obvious ghost mark on its bloody brain.

The Eye of the Dark Dragon reacted, and it instantly sucked in the swirling yin qi, and I even felt it produce a pleasant emotion.

At this time, an ambulance and a police car arrived at the same time.

I saw Fu Yiman also come out, she and Wang Meiyu hugged each other, her face was pale, and she was obviously hit a lot.

"You go in and take a moment, I'll go up and have a look." After I finished talking to the two of them, I took the elevator straight to the top floor.

The Grand Theatre has a total of eight floors, and the top floor is shaped like a blooming lotus flower.

The entrance to the top floor has an iron door, which has long since been rusted.

I opened the iron door and was about to enter, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw several deep scratches on the other side of the iron door.

I paused and crouched down to study.

"I'll go, even if it's a lion, it's unlikely that it will leave such a deep scratch on the iron door." I said to myself, squinting and looking at it from a different angle.

There are traces of blood!

This bloodstain has been left on the iron door for some days, and with the rust, it really can't be seen if you don't look closely.

I got up and walked forward, to the railing, where I saw a mess of footprints, which had not been left long ago.

"The footprints are two groups, a man and a woman, so they shouldn't have been pushed down." I thought to myself, could it be that I guessed wrong before, that pregnant woman didn't jump off by herself because she was pregnant with a ghost fetus and confused her mind? Rather, he was pushed down by a man?

I looked at the height of the railing, it was about 1.5 meters, and the pregnant woman was at most 1.6 meters, and she wanted to turn over and jump off with a big belly, which was almost impossible on her own.

At that moment, the hairs on my body suddenly stood on end, and I felt a strong wind hit the back of my head.