"I tell you, only I can cure this old man, and your stubbornness will kill him! Are you sure you're going to do this? I stared into the middle-aged man's eyes and said in an unceremonious tone.

The middle-aged man looked a little struggling, and finally saw that the old man in my arms began to tremble, the whole person was convulsive, and his breathing became weaker and weaker, and finally sighed and took a step.

I hurried to the door. When I passed by the middle-aged man, I suddenly stopped and said firmly: "Don't worry, I will cure the old man!" After a pause, I added.

"I believe that there are still many good people in this world!"

The middle-aged man's original expression was a little gloomy, and my words made him suddenly raise his head and look at me in a daze, with a kind of admiration in his eyes, and even the eyes that looked at me were full of novelty and incredibleness.

I didn't have time to pay attention to this at this time, and walked straight out the door.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I hurriedly said to Jiang Lai, who was following me: "Jiang Lai, you call Zhang Fatzi and ask him if he has arrived, whether the hearse is ready, if not, we will find a new room where no one is there, if it is, we will go directly to him!" ”

Jiang Lai nodded hurriedly.

About half a minute later, Jiang Lai hung up the phone and hurriedly said, "Brother Fat hasn't arrived yet, it will take about half an hour!" ”

I looked at the old man in my arms, frowning; "It's too late!"

Looking at the noisy and crowded corridors around me, my brow furrowed even deeper, and suddenly, I came to the river and said, "Let's go, let's go to the morgue!" ”

The hospital is the largest in the county, and the morgue is two floors down from one of the most remote buildings in the northwest corner. In addition to dedicated look-through personnel, a full surveillance system is also installed.

I asked Jiang Lai and Peng Jiahe to wait outside, and I used a small trick to avoid the guards and enter the morgue smoothly.

The morgue was clean, almost spotless, and in the air, except for formalin, there was a faint smell of corpses. I'm familiar with the taste.

The bodies in the morgue are not rested on morgues, but have special freezers.

I gently placed the old man on a clean morgue.

At this time, the old man's face was already black and purple, and the black lines that spread from the black spots on the heart were criss-crossed, which was particularly terrifying, and the eyes that opened from time to time were a little white, as if covered with a thin layer of mist, which was very similar to cataract patients. The body trembled violently, the limbs twitched strangely, and the mouth kept spitting white foam outside.

In the foam, various expressions appeared on the old man's face, like crying, like laughing, hideous, with a hint of weirdness.

An inexplicable gust of wind blew in the air, the sheets of the morgue bed rattled, and the empty walls around them whined. I felt a cold air all over my body.

My heart sank.

This morgue is a completely enclosed space, how can it be windy!

At this moment, the old man's eyes suddenly opened, his gray-white eyes stared at me viciously, a strange and evil smile appeared on his face, and his mouth gurgled like contempt, like mockery, with a thick malice.

"Damn it!"

My expression instantly became grim, and I bit my index finger at once, drew a ghost-suppressing talisman on the palm of my hand, and suddenly stuck it on the old man's eyebrows.

There was a bang, like gold and stone colliding. The sound is crisp and loud.

Where the palm of his hand met the center of the old man's eyebrows, there was a sudden squeaking sound like boiling oil, and the red blood was constantly steaming. The old man suddenly let out a violent scream, his whole face twisted together, the black qi on his face kept writhing and spinning, and the intertwined black lines were like a group of snakes dancing wildly, constantly writhing and spreading on the face.

The old man's limbs twitched continuously, and a black ghostly aura like smoke continued to spread from his body.

This palm was pasted, and I only felt that a penetrating cold aura and a strange death aura surged directly up my palm, making me feel dizzy for a while, but fortunately, the ghost suppression talisman in the palm of my hand blocked it, and this cold qi could not come up for a while.

But the cold qi and the blood and qi manic power of the palm of my hand collided, and the combination of cold and heat converged in my palm, making my palm extremely uncomfortable.

What makes me most anxious is that the rune power in my hand is constantly being consumed, and the cold qi in Grandpa He's body is not only not decreasing, but is constantly increasing.

With my other hand, I pinched the Dharma Decision, the Vajra Dharma Seal, and the angry Vajra Seal kept changing, and then the tail finger, index finger, and thumb clasped the temples and eyebrows of the old man on both sides respectively, and shouted in my mouth.

"Pro, soldiers, fights, all, arrays, columns, fronts, lines!"

With a bang, there was a dull loud noise out of thin air, and at the center of the old man's eyebrows, a bright and pure golden light spread, and in a trance, it seemed that an angry-eyed King Kong stood in the center of the old man's eyebrows, and in the void, an ugly grimace with black gas fled in a hurry.

The old man's whole body trembled violently, and then his whole body stiffened, as if his whole body had lost his strength, and his hands were suddenly spread out on the morgue. The black qi on his face gradually dissipated under the golden light, and even the staggered black lines slowly faded and disappeared!

I opened the old man's hospital gown, and I saw that the egg-sized black spot was slowly fading, and finally only a mark was left that looked like it had been burned.

I felt the old man's breathing gradually steady and strong, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to relax my mind, the air around me suddenly became cold, and a chilling chill instantly enveloped my whole body, I froze, and a cold wind suddenly rippled in the air around me.

"Not good!"

I was about to move when a pair of cold hands suddenly grabbed my neck.

The strength of these hands was so great that I felt fatally suffocated in an instant. My face instantly turned purple, and I could even clearly hear the bones of my neck clattering and breaking, and in a trance, I seemed to hear the hideous laughter behind me.

I tried to pull out my handprints, but my hands hung down on either side of my body as if they were weak, and I couldn't move. I wanted to squirt blood from the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't even open my mouth.

The pair of cold hands holding my neck slowly rose, my feet off the ground, no focus point, I could only keep kicking, the violent movements continued to consume the oxygen in my body and the strength in my body, gradually, my eyes slowly darkened, dizziness appeared, and breathing became more and more difficult.

I felt a head drop over my shoulder, and a faint voice sounded in my ear, seemingly incessantly saying like a curse: "Die, die, die......"