The mortuary of Jingnan First Public Hospital is located on the second basement floor of the surgical building, and there is a direct elevator in the operating room and ICU ward to facilitate the transportation of dead patients.

However, it was obviously impossible for Zhang Chujiu's ancestors to go to the operating room and critical care ward first and take a special elevator to the morgue, but to take a special passage built outside the surgical building.

Because of the use of carts to transport the remains out, there are no stairs in the passage, but a sloped ramp.

And because there are many large freezers in the morgue that are dedicated to refrigerating corpses, even in the middle of summer, the passage is still cold.

From time to time, cool water droplets drip from the ceiling and walls, and the atmosphere is cold and damp, faintly revealing a sense of tranquility under the dim white light.

Passing through the passageway, a thick lint curtain was lifted, and it was a short hallway, and next to the door was a duty room made of steel and glass.

The area of the duty room is very small, the length and width are only two or three meters, and a fat man in a dirty white coat, with a half-bald head, a face full of meat, and about 50 years old, is guarding inside, while eating braised pig's head meat and drinking soju;

While looking at the projection of the TV series in front of him, he couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing Zhang Xiangang and Zhang Chujiu's ancestors and grandsons appear, the fat man's face turned straight, he stood up, walked out of the duty room and said, "Yo, it's Brother Zhang and Chu Jiu who are here."

It seems that I am alive again, I knew that the family would choose you two to do it, and decades of experience are better than anyone else, hehe. ”

Zhang Xiangang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled when he heard this: "Immeasurable Tianzun relies on Director Zhao's help. He quietly took out a hundred-yuan bill that had been prepared long ago from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into Zhao Liansheng's trouser pocket.

After getting the money, Zhao Liansheng's fat face suddenly smiled, and he said continuously: "The corpse just sent is placed in the freezer on the middle floor of No. 6 in Row 2, next to the faucet, which is easy to clean."

Brother Zhang, let's take Jiu with him. After that, Mei Zizi went back to the duty room and continued to watch the TV series.

Zhang Xiangang and Zhang Chujiuyi walked through the corridor one after the other and came to the morgue.

Public hospitals are generally very large, even with mortuaries in size, and the lighting on the ceiling is somewhat inadequate, and the light is dim.

The two grandfathers and grandsons came to No. 6, the second row of the freezer where the corpse was hidden, and stopped, holding the cold handle on the freezer door and pulling it out, and Xu Henian's lying corpse was suddenly revealed.

Although it hadn't been frozen for too long, the corpse's hair had frozen slightly, and the blood on the side of his mouth had become a little black, making the deceased's already distorted face even more hideous.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, it's painful to see the expression die, it's good, it's good. Glancing at the freezer, Zhang Xiangang muttered to himself with satisfaction: "Sure enough, it is an extremely difficult soul to meet, you are blessed on the ninth day of the first month." ”

Zhang Chujiu grinned when he heard this, and stood behind Zhang Xiangang and confirmed faintly: "Grandpa, such a fierce ghost is enough for me to break through, right?"

"It's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to heaven to make things happen," Zhang Xiangang replied in a deep voice: "Don't think about anything else at this moment, give me a cultivation." ”

"Yes. Zhang Chujiu nodded heavily, extinguished the distracting thoughts in his heart, and cultivated according to the method of the first layer of the 'Great Yin and Yang Five Elements Derivation Method'.

As the qi and blood in his body flowed, an invisible suction force grew out of his stomach, and when he exhaled and inhaled, the tips of the corpse's hair half a meter away trembled.

After 10 seconds, streams of pale golden particles visible to the naked eye began to seep out of the mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

The particles floated in his mouth, converging into a thin line, and were swallowed by Zhang Chujiu little by little, but they did not enter his lungs but sank into his stomach.

Stimulated by this, a wisp of energy containing yin and yang qi grew from Zhang Chujiu's stomach, without going through the meridians and blood vessels, directly and slowly penetrating the flesh and blood, and flowing towards the lungs.

As time passed, the golden particles oozing out of the corpse became thicker and thicker, and they were inhaled into Zhang Chujiu's abdomen, and more and more yin and yang energy was generated, slowly exceeding the limit that the body could bear.

Gradually, the blood vessels around Zhang Chujiu's body began to erupt, and he continued to convulse from severe pain, feeling angry and irritable in his mind for no reason, but his consciousness remained awake and his breathing was not chaotic at all.

I don't know how long it took, the pain in his body and the inexplicable resentment in his heart reached the extreme, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he screamed out.

The roar implied the sound of gold and stone, which made Zhang Chujiu's body instantly feel unprecedented ease and comfort.

Zhao Liansheng, who was guarding the morgue, was secretly drinking, and he was slightly drunk, when he suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the middle of the freezer where the frozen corpse was frozen, which shocked his ears and almost bit his tongue in fright.

It took a while to come back to his senses, and he trembled and picked up the electric baton on duty at night, and shouted, "Who, who, the ghost is crying wolf." Emboldened, trembling and moving in the direction from which the voice came.

As soon as he passed through the corridor, Zhao Liansheng suddenly saw a figure walking towards him, and he jumped back in shock, almost slipping on his stomach.

At this time, an old voice came into his ears, "Director Zhao is really sorry, the child let the corpse startle, and shouted, sorry, embarrassed." ”

Zhao Liansheng settled down, and then remembered that Zhang Xiangang and Zhang Chujiu's grandson were also in the morgue, and he almost gritted his teeth in anger, looked at Zhang Xiangang who spoke just now, and thought with hatred in his heart: "This old guy heard that he has sons and daughters, and they are all mixed well, but he has to take his grandson to chant scriptures and requiem, wash his dead, and sell wreaths to make a living."

I am not afraid of breaking the child's life, there are really three long and two short, depending on who you make so much money for. On the surface, he looked at the money in his pocket, and said with a dry smile: "So that's the case, it's okay, it's okay."

Uh, that, Xiao Jiu doesn't matter, right?"

"It doesn't matter, our Taoist family has its own way of resting the soul, Director Zhao don't worry. Zhang Xiangang responded politely.

Hearing him say this, Zhao Liansheng didn't say much, smiled dryly again, and turned back to the duty room drunk.

Seeing him walk away, Zhang Xiangang quickly walked back to the middle of the 3rd row of the freezer, looked at Zhang Chujiu, who was paralyzed on the ground and panting, and asked in a slightly trembling voice: "What is the result?"