Han Guangqiang raised his chin slightly, his expression arrogant, as if these corpses were not human corpses in his eyes, but some kind of goods.

This expression of contempt annoyed me, and from his face, I saw an expression similar to that of Ji Lude.

However, the things they pursue are different, what Ji Lude pursues is how to live forever, and this bastard is more shameless than Ji Lude, he pursues interests!

In layman's terms, Han Guangqiang pursues money!

For the sake of money, this guy would rather stay in Qingshan Hospital, reigned for five years, killed more than 60 people, and sold all these people's organs.

I really don't understand why people can be so greedy that they can be so greedy for money, even for the sake of human life.

I briefly explained the whole process of the incident, Han Guangqiang had a look in his eyes, and nodded approvingly: "I underestimated you, if I guessed correctly, you guessed the process based on these corpses, right?" ”

I laughed miserably: "You are wrong, if you want people not to know, unless you do nothing, things in this world have always been like this, you have committed heinous sins, the heavens are angry and people are resentful, and the ghosts will not let you go, where do you need to guess?" ”

Han Guangqiang frowned, then suddenly realized, and pointed at me, "You, you used spiritualism in the morgue?" ”

I looked at Han Guangqiang as if I was looking at an idiot: "You're wrong again, it's not me who uses the spiritualism, it's him!" ”

I pointed to He Dong.

He Dong got up, raised his hand and dropped a few spells, and then opened his mouth to read: "Go back, the soul returns to your hometown, the heroic soul is not scattered, the heaven and earth are righteous, return!" ”

The moment the incantation was finished, the swollen corpses that had been soaked and swollen actually sat up one by one, including the corpse of the mad woman.

It's a terrifying scene, and I think anyone would be shocked to see more than a dozen corpses suddenly sitting in the graveyard.

But the three white coats behind Han Guangqiang were indifferent, as if this qiē was normal in their eyes.

I couldn't help but pay more attention to the three of them.

Even though all three were wearing white masks, I could still feel the cold murderous aura in their eyes.

This kind of murderous aura is the same as the white rouge in the past, they are not ordinary people!

Han Guangqiang was still very flat: "How did you find out about this problem?" ”

He seemed to be clueless when he asked, but I knew what he meant, and thought for a while: "It's a coincidence, yesterday He Dong summoned spirits here, but I happened to be there in the corpse pool." ”

Han Guangqiang looked at me in surprise: "That's the case." You can actually see that scene! ”

I'm a little strange, I'm not the only one who saw the water splashing in the corpse pool, Nobita and White Rouge also saw it, what's the fuss about.

I had some doubts in my heart, but I didn't pay much attention to it.

It was only later that I remembered the scene of the water splashing in the corpse pool, which was incomparably consistent with the time when He Dong summoned the spirit.

As a ghost doctor, I don't think it's an accident, on the contrary, I think it's a normal reaction.

At that time, the corpse pool was extremely unstable, and with He Dong's conjuring, the splash of water in the middle of the corpse pool gave me a reminder.

Han Guangqiang's biggest mistake was to bind these ghosts, they thought that the morgue without yin qi might not be noticed by people, but they forgot the truth that when the water is clear, there are no fish, how can there be no trace of yin qi in so many places where the dead stay?

After I went back, I thought about it for a long time before I realized that the corpse pool was not only for storing corpses, but also a formation, which was used to imprison and consume souls.

It can even be said that it is used to purify corpses, and what it purifies is the dozen corpses in front of you and the souls attached to them.

These spirits don't usually react, but when someone summons them, they react.

He Dong failed to conjure spirits twice because these ghosts were bound, not because he had a problem with his spiritualism.

It's just a coincidence that this process was encountered by me, and by coincidence, I quickly studied and understood.

The soul died tragically, and most of the grievances gathered, even if the soul was destroyed, it still dissipated in this space.

Han Guangqiang and the others bound these ghosts in the formation under the corpse pool, which was like a group of people living in the house, someone knocked on the door outside, and everyone in the house heard it and wanted to open the door, but there was no key.

Of course, this analogy is a bit inappropriate, if there is a fire in the house at this time, and someone knocks on the door outside, and the inside can't escape, they will desperately bang on the door, well, this analogy is much more appropriate.

So I just used a little trick to open the door.

Han Guangqiang stared at me greedily, as if he had seen some new continent, and after a long time, he looked into my eyes and said, "There is something wrong with your eyes!" ”

I was confused: "Phew, you have a problem with your eyes!" ”

Han Guangqiang didn't seem to hear my words, raised his hand and said to the three white coats behind him: "Come on, kill them, this kid's eyes must be taken out, with this pair of eyeballs, we can be reused even if we go back." ”

Damn, what the hell is this guy doing?

I thought about what he meant, go back? Where is he going?

Before I could think about it, the three white coats behind Han Guangqiang immediately rushed towards me.

"Array of corpses!"

He Dong had already taken precautions, and with a peachwood sword, the corpses stood up from the ground and stood in front of the three white coats.

"You just deal with that stinky boy, I'll deal with him!"

Han Guangqiang gave an order, raised his hand and took out a small white flag from his arms.

The small flag was triangular in shape, and a red skull was faintly flipped on the flag.

Han Guangqiang shook the corpses twice, and chanted a spell in his mouth: "The soul search flag is out, and the soul is out of place!" ”

As Han Guangqiang waved the small white flag, the red skull seemed to come to life and smiled at us.

The few corpses that He Dong had just stood up immediately fell to the ground with a broken kite like a wooden stake.

At the same time that these bodies fell, the three white coats had already passed through the positions of several corpses and rushed in front of me.

The three white coats stood a few steps in front of me, squatting at the same time, lifting their clothes at the same time, and at the same time feeling out three large steel nails, divided into left and right sides, one on each side pressed on the ground.

The two men standing behind me stuck their last spike into the ground.

Coffin nail soul bureau! They actually tried to crucify me! R1148