When Tang Mo ran into the ward with a pale face, Gu Yibei was still lying on the hospital bed like a vegetative person and was unconscious.

Tang Mo found a chair and dragged it to a place a little farther away from Gu Yibei's hospital bed and sat down, and after taking a few heavy breaths, he felt as if he was alive again.

But just a few seconds later, Tang Mo regretted it, and realized that he might as well have not breathed and held back. At this moment, every corner of the ward is filled with a disgusting smell of death. Although Tang Mo had desperately covered her nose with her hands, the annoying dead air still filled her entire nasal cavity.

At this time, the temperature in the ward suddenly dropped. Tang Mo was excited, and a layer of goosebumps suddenly rose on his body.

Tang Mo stood up, rubbing his arms back and forth with both hands, trying to cheer himself up. Slowly, the room seemed to be foggy. Tang Mo frowned, and the Heavenly Eye slowly opened. Tang Mo's ability to see the eye of the sky has always been very weak, and he can only see some vague ghosts. The master never allowed Tang Mo to open the Heavenly Eye, saying that it would take a lot of energy, not to mention that Tang Mo's body was very weak when she was small, and if she opened the Heavenly Eye, it would hurt her body even more. But after the master left, in order to make a living, Tang Mo had to break his promise to the master. The first few times I caught the little ghosts, this useless eye still played a big role. At this moment, Tang Mo opened the eye of heaven just to see what kind of little ghost on Gu Yibei's body would break her so badly, who knew that the ghost didn't see it, but found that a large black and dull dead air surrounded Gu Yibei's whole body.

Maybe it was Tang Mo's approach, and the dead air slowly drifted away, but it just dispersed and suddenly gathered, and in the end, it condensed into a ghost, and the vague ghost instantly became clearly visible. It was a beautiful and delicate female ghost, exuding a cold aura all over her body. The female ghost looked at Tang Mo coldly, with a weird smile on her face like a blank piece of paper, and then floated straight over.

Tang Mo involuntarily took a few steps back, and the corners of the female ghost's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm. Then she floated towards Tang Mo little by little like a cat playing with a mouse. At this time, Tang Mo regretted this in his heart, what an unlucky day is today, not to mention the "medical troublemakers", and was scared enough by the mentally ill traffickers, and now she has met a three-dimensional 3D female ghost, this is the rhythm of God asking her to hurry up and buy lottery tickets!

When the female ghost was still about a meter away from Tang Mo, Tang Mo had already hurriedly touched all the pockets that should be on his body. While touching it, Tang Mo's heart slowly sank.

Although he was also a person who had received a few little ghosts, Tang Mo knew in his heart that he was holding the master's talisman paper in his hand at that time, and he had a bottom in his heart, but right now, the clothes pocket on his body was cleaner than his face, and in the end, he only touched the small porcelain bottle containing the "Dragon Soul Cypress".

In the end, Tang Mo gritted his teeth and didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and pulled out the cork of the small porcelain bottle. The bottle contained the "Dragon Soul Cypress", and the "Dragon Soul Cypress" belonged to the masculine thing, Tang Mo was counting on this female ghost to throw a mouse bogey.

At the end, Tang Mo was anxious and remembered that when the master was catching ghosts, she seemed to have words in her mouth, but at this moment, her mind was blank, and she couldn't think of any words to read, so she simply held back four words in the end: Amitabha.

Holding a small porcelain bottle containing "Dragon Soul Cypress" in his hand, and reciting "Amitabha Buddha" in his mouth, Tang Mo felt that if the female ghost dared to come over again, it would be extremely shameless.

After a long while, Tang Mo finally didn't see the female ghost make any moves, and his heart was relieved. Just wanted to take a breath, suddenly felt a cold swish on his face, as if some cold wind was blowing lightly on his face, Tang Mo carefully opened his eyes, and suddenly, thousands of grass and mud horses galloped through the bottom of his heart.

The female ghost was really shameless, and she still posted it quietly. Staring at a pair of black pupils without the whites of his eyes, he looked straight at Tang Mo, seeing that the bright red lips were about to make contact with her at zero distance, Tang Mo suddenly felt that his throat was tight, and the stomach acid began to churn up as if it was boiling.

"Then I said - beauty, we are both women, although I am not against doing it, but I don't have that hobby. Otherwise, I'll find you a beautiful girl when I go back, I absolutely guarantee that she is a dead girl, so that you two don't need to be separated by yin and yang, people and ghosts have different paths......"

Tang Mo chattered endlessly, as if he had finally stopped the female ghost. Tang Mo touched the cold sweat on his forehead, it was so hanging, he almost lost his first kiss. Hey, you can't say that you gave your first kiss to a woman, right? And it's also a female ghost.

But the female ghost only froze for a second, and then slowly turned her head to the door. Tang Mo followed her movements and glanced sideways slightly.

Hey, when was there a spectator standing at the door? And this audience is still so familiar? Tang Mo thought about it, blurted out the dirty words, damn, the mentally ill trafficker didn't even give up chasing after him. Tang Mo really wanted to be so angry that he dug a hole in the ground and buried himself. A female ghost is difficult enough to deal with, and now there is another psychosis that is causing trouble. This is not a sincere back!

Tang Mo froze there helplessly in a cold sweat.

At this time, another person came to the door.

"Tang Mo, what are you doing standing there?"

Gu Yibao couldn't see the female ghost, and what he saw at this moment was that Tang Mo was looking at the door with a sallow face, while his two hands were desperately holding a small porcelain bottle, and then he stretched his arms forward, stretching out......

Tang Mo was speechless for a moment, didn't he know that people were exorcising ghosts? Although this way seems a bit ridiculous.

"Tang Mo, by the way, this is the master I mentioned with you-Cheng Tianyuan. Master Cheng. ”

It's really embarrassing for this Gu Yibao's emotional intelligence, just now he was a guy with a mouthful, and now his mouth is sweet and a master, but it's a pity that Tang Mo doesn't care about this at this moment, she looks at the master in the mouth of Gu Yibao in front of her with a somewhat ugly face - Cheng Tianyuan, and said in her heart, it's over, even the police uncle has lost his eyes, isn't this the mentally ill trafficker who wanted to kidnap her in the corridor?