Are we dead?

Wrong! Ghosts are not allowed to kill, and ghost murderers are forbidden to live in the underworld, so ghosts usually only scare people to death by scaring people, unless they are powerful ghosts, they don't care about anything else, they want revenge or killing.

So what state are we in now? He's dead?

I quickly pinched the inside of my thigh.

"Ahh

It hurts! Not dead! I'm not dead!

But why was he sent here if he didn't die? Only those who have no vital signs to judge death will be pushed in!

Just thinking about it, the person on the bed on the left suddenly moved, and then lifted the white cloth on his body and sat up, which startled me, and before I could react, the people on the bed around sat up in twos and threes.

When they woke up, they all looked at each other as if something terrible had happened, and in an instant, a group of people screamed and ran out.

I'm a little scared, but at least I'm alive, and I have to make sure Liang Shuai is safe now.

When everyone was almost gone, I stood up and looked for Liang Shuai among the rest of the people.

When I stood up, I realized that there was nothing abnormal about my body, the same as before, but the more normal it was, the more weird it felt in my heart.

In addition to me, there are five other people lying here, all on my right hand.

I lifted the nearest white cloth, and inside was a young man, who looked like I was the size of me, wearing a sports tank top and shorts, like a man who played basketball regularly.

Separated from this young man by about two beds, I lifted the white cloth, this is the little girl led by the fat painter, the little face seems to be not as tender as before, my delusion?

I lifted the white cloth on the bed next to the little girl, and inside was a girl, about 17.8 years old, with fair skin, wearing a school uniform and a ponytail, and she looked like a vigorous young girl.

On the bed with two or three beds apart, the white cloth was lifted, and what I saw was a fat painter holding a painting book, he was not quite like the three people in front of him, his eyes were blue, and the whole person looked very haggard, without the spirit when we first met in the car.

I glanced at the picture book in his hand, on it was a woman dressed in red, with a very retro curly hair from the Republic of China, slender eyes, and very charming.

Who's this? The woman I saw when I was dazed? No wonder the painter's mouth is a little bad when he talks to her, it turns out that she is such a beauty!

Finally, on the last bed, I found Liang Shuai, and I tried to wake him up, but no matter how I patted him, called him, and shook him, he just wouldn't wake up.

"Brother Qiao!" The voice of a fat man came from behind me, and I turned around with some surprise.

"Fatty, why are you here?!"

"Brother Qiao, you scared me to death, I went to the station to pick you up yesterday and didn't receive it, I heard that something happened to the car you were in, and everyone died silently, I didn't believe it, I hurried to the hospital, and saw that many passengers' families and reporters surrounded the doctors outside, I only knew that every time you were there, it was the doctor who misdiagnosed! I'm going to fetch your things and I'm coming to pick you up. "The fat man said pitiful.

"Do you really believe that doctors can misdiagnose more than 20 people at once?" I sat on the edge of Liang Shuai's bed, looked at the fat man and said.

"This ...... Brother Qiao, but this matter is too mysterious, if something happens to you, no one will believe it. The fat man sighed.

"I'm not going to let everyone know, but I need to find out what it is!"

I took my phone from the fat man's phone and took a picture of the portrait in the painter's handbook.

"None of them are dead, get them out."

Under pressure from family members and reporters, the hospital transferred the five people who had not yet recovered to the general ward, although they still had no vital signs.

After three days, all four people except the little girl woke up, and the doctor said that he was shocked and examined them, and there were no problems with the various functions of the body.

"She is very beautiful, just like the people who came out of the drawing board of the Republic of China, she has all the beautiful characteristics of the Oriental, and her beauty is bewitching but not blasphemous."

When the painter woke up, I quickly asked him about the woman.

"But I also think it's very strange, modern people wear the previous clothes, most of them are cheongsam or Hanfu, but she, the costume is the Chinese costume of the Republic of China, from makeup, hairstyle to manners, it is all the appearance of the ladies of that era."

As he spoke, he took out the drawing book, but he couldn't find the painting anyway.

Could someone have torn the painting?

Thinking about it, I took out my phone and rummaged through the photo album, the photo was still there, but the picture book in the photo was empty, and the woman's portrait was gone!

I looked up at Liang Shuai in horror, and he was also a little overwhelmed.

"That day, I heard the woman's voice." Liang Shuai's words were astonishing, because none of the painters among us who spoke to a woman could hear her.

"I heard her walking around in the carriage, still singing, I haven't been exposed to these things, but I can hear it, it's opera." Liang Shuai said seriously.

Hearing our conversation, the girl and the guy, two young people who believe in science, hurried away.

"You're like this, it's like someone has taken a day of your life."

The fat man stood next to us and said suddenly.

"Then why did they sleep for three days?" I don't understand.

"The two who left and Liang Shuai are both healthy people, the painter's eldest brother is also in good health, and he has spoken to her, she may have fallen in love with him, as for the little girl, she has a long life expectancy ......" The fat man looked at the little girl who was still asleep on the hospital bed with concern, and he didn't know how long she would have to lie down.

“！！ That's not going to work! If it is really what you said, my daughter is so young, if she is taken away too much, my daughter's life will be over! When the painter heard this, he was in a hurry, so he quickly grabbed our hands and said.

"Is there anything you can do? Save my daughter? She's so young, I can't let her life be ruined! ”

I also wanted to help, but I took the compass and turned around the little girl several times, but there was nothing, and I didn't see any evil spirits, so I wanted to help, but I couldn't do it!

Liang Shuai picked up the mirror and kept looking at his face.

"Big brother, what time is this, let's stop being narcissistic, okay?"

"If it's an evil spirit, if it does something to me, you can definitely see it on my face, but ...... Nope! ”

Liang Shuai slammed down the mirror, very annoyed.

Not an evil spirit? Not a ghost? So what is it that can have this ability!?

"Brother Qiao, Brother Liang is awake!"