I turned on the fan above my head at full power, chatted with Mr. He's son, and smoked a cigarette.

He was a little wooden, not good at words, and his face didn't look very good, I don't know if it was scared, or if He Laoqi suddenly went crazy and made him anxious.

During this period, I made another call to Huang Mao, and as before, there was a bell but no one answered.

I can't help but sulk, I can't contact people at critical moments, what are you doing?

Time goes by little bit, the night is getting deeper, the temperature difference between the night and the day in the mountains is relatively large, the night is as cool as water, and the whirring fan blows on my body, which gives me goosebumps.

At this time, Mr. He's son stood up and said that he was urgent, went to the bathroom, and asked me to help watch his father.

I looked at the time, and at half-past eight, I instinctively didn't want to let him out, but it was not easy to stop him, so I asked him to go and come back quickly.

He should have said that he would come back immediately, but this "immediately" was more than 20 minutes without a trace.

I became alert, and it would take me three minutes at most, not that long. It was dark in the corridor, and I didn't dare to go out to look for it, so I simply closed the door.

Recently, the people in the township were panicked, and He Laoqi yelled in the middle of the day that the ghost was back, which inevitably frightened him, and his face was wrong just now.

Suddenly there was me and He Laoqi left in the room, and he was lying on the hospital bed breathing low and inaudible, like a dead man.

The time slowly crossed nine o'clock, and the night was getting deeper and deeper.

Among the twelve hours of the day, there is a saying of three yin and three yang, Hai Zi Chou is three yin, and Siwu is not three yang.

Nine o'clock in the evening to eleven o'clock is the morning, eleven o'clock to one o'clock in the morning is the son, and one o'clock to three o'clock is ugly. These three hours are the most cloudy periods between heaven and earth, and if something happens, 90 percent of them will occur in these three hours. Especially the sub-hour, also known as midnight.

The three yangs are exactly reversed, it is from nine o'clock in the day to three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun is slanting to the west from three poles in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as it was past nine o'clock, the yin qi would quickly thicken, and my heart immediately lifted, holding the peach pit in my hand and constantly looking at the front and back doors and windows, and I was sweating.

It was dead silence outside, no dogs barking, no summer insects, and the whole Jinpen Township seemed to be cut off from the sound, except for the whirring of fans, mixed with my slightly trembling breathing.

I don't know if it's an illusion, I feel that the ward is getting colder and colder, as if I have entered the cold storage, in order to relieve the tension, I took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a hard breath, but before I could exhale, I felt that there was movement behind me.

I turned around like lightning, only to see He Laoqi sitting upright on the bed, staring straight at me.

"Mom!" My frightened hands shook off the cigarettes, and the whole person stood on the wall.

This look is too scary, the last time Feng Deliang made it like this, he was almost scared out of his nerves.

After looking at each other for three or five seconds, He Laoqi slowly took his eyes off me, looked out the window, and then his face turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and said in horror: "It's coming, it's coming!" ”

I was already trembling, and when I heard his words, I was even more frightened, and cold air was swishing out of my bones. What's worse is that as He Laoqi spoke, the whole person fell into a nightmare again, and a roll of sheets got under the bed, trembling in horror, and became an "ostrich".

At the same time, the lights in the ward began to flicker violently, and there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock!"

"Knock knock!"

“……”

The knocking sound is very regular and neat, like a machine knocking.

"Who?" I asked, my voice trembling.

No one answered, and the knock on the door continued.

"Knock knock!"

The sound hit my ears as if it were hitting my heart, and my heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst.

After a few minutes, the knock on the door was the same, the sound and frequency were exactly the same.

I was nervous and cold sweat flowing, my whole body was about to collapse, and the strings in my head were tense as if they were about to break.

My gut tells me that it's not people knocking on the door!

After another ten minutes, I finally couldn't stand it anymore and yelled: "I don't care who you are, there is a kind of appearance, if you don't have a seed, you will get out of Lao Tzu!" ”

Extremely depressed and frightened, my voice was unexpectedly loud, and the glass of the hospital room rattled. I don't know if the momentum has worked, the knocking on the door stopped abruptly, and the dead silence returned outside.

I swallowed, and found that my throat was bitter, and I wiped my head with cold sweat.

After a while, there was still no movement outside, and I glanced back at He Laoqi, who was still shivering under the bed.

After thinking about it, I mustered up the courage to move towards the window step by step, trying to see what was going on outside the door. In case that thing can't get in and leave, you can't be nervous all night, or you'll be insane the next day.

But I didn't dare to get too close, stepped on the farthest hospital bed, and looked at it condescendingly.

At this moment, there was a sudden "bang"!

A bloodless face pressed against the glass without warning, a pair of round, frightened eyes staring at me.

"Mom!" I was already highly nervous, so I fell to the hospital bed in fright and rolled directly under the bed.

Only then did I see clearly that it was He Laoqi's son, and his face was full of horror and distortion, as if he had experienced the most terrifying thing in the world.

"Help me!" He Laoqi screamed in horror.

"Damn!" I was in a big mess, completely overwhelmed, to open or not to open?

I don't know what it is outside, looking at the appearance of He Laoqi's son, he must have been very frightened, but if he didn't open it, I was afraid that he could only watch him be killed.

"Open the door, let me in, let me in......"

Outside the window, Mr. He's son had tears and snot streaming down his face, clinging to the glass, pleading with me in horror.

A strong sense of guilt rose in my heart, and I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet to get up and rush to the door.

If he's okay now, he has to make a decision on the spot, and if it's too late, it's too late.

Three steps and two steps, I rushed to the back of the door and pulled the bolt open, and there was a very strong force outside the door to push the door, and I was knocked coldly, and I staggered back a step back.

At this moment, an arm suddenly reached out from outside the door, scorched and blackened, scratching everywhere.

My eyes widened! How did He Laoqi's son's hand become like this?

I was instinctively dazed, and my clothes were grabbed by this hand.

At this critical juncture, with a "bang", one leg suddenly kicked the door, and the door slammed into the crack of the door.

I turned my head and looked, I was shocked, it was He Laoqi!

He looked at me and exclaimed in horror, "It's not my son out there!!" ”

I gasped, this is also a reaction, it is a trick, the outside thing is tricking me to open the door!

"Your uncle!" How hard I tried to push back, and I held the door with He Laoqi.

"Roar!"

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

Immediately afterward, there was a beastly roar outside the door, followed by a vigorous slamming of the door, and the arm that grabbed me was like an iron pincer, grabbing my clothes inch by inch, trying to hold my flesh.

Only then did I see the arm clearly, it was charred black, and even bones could be seen in many places, obviously burned, and the nails were sharp, like claws, and the charred ash on the arm was still falling when I exerted force.

Feng Deliang!

It crawled out of the coffin again!

I shrank back, but my clothes couldn't be torn for a while, and the claws of the corpse grabbed me inch by inch along my clothes.

"Help, help!" This time it was my turn to shout for help, and my frightened soul did not possess my body.

"Smash, smash it!" In a hurry, He Laoqi yelled at me.

A call made me feel like I had grasped a life-saving straw, and without thinking about it, I smashed the peach pit I was holding in my hand through the crack in the door.

"Poof!"

I heard a sound like a firecracker exploding, accompanied by a painful roar, and the claws that grabbed my corpse were released and pumped out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mr. He and I struggled to close the door with a "bang", tied the door bolt, and then stepped back and sat on the ground.

Only then did I realize that the red line peach pit behind the door was emitting white smoke, as if it had been lit by something. By the door, a clipped-off scorched finger rolled twice and stopped.

I gasped violently, my legs went limp, my heart was about to pop out of my throat.

It's too sinister!

I almost got hit, and the outside things couldn't get in, so I lied to myself to open the door, and my state was obviously wrong before, and I actually "overcame" my fear to open the door, and I was afraid to think about it!

I stared at the door, afraid that something would happen, and if the door couldn't hold it, I would have to fight hard. But then there was no movement outside, and the white smoke of the red line peach pit gradually dissipated.

One minute...... Ten minutes...... A quarter of an hour later, it was still the same.

"Gone?"

I swallowed my saliva, turned my head to look at He Laoyi, and saw him leaning against the wall and holding his head, trembling with fear, and constantly chanting in his mouth: "No one can escape, this is fate, this is fate......"

I don't know what he meant, but my heart kept sinking, and things became more and more dangerous. He Lao Qi must know something terrifying, otherwise he wouldn't be scared like this.

So I tried to ask him, what exactly does that "it" refer to? Whether it's a ghost, or a corpse, or something else?

But He Laoqi didn't pay attention to me at all, and he didn't even necessarily hear me speak, his eyes were glazed, and he fell into an infinite nightmare, and kept breaking his thoughts. Compared with the courage of kicking the door before, it is like two people.