Yan Zhen crossed the middle and turned directly to the last page, where the junior high school boy recounted his joy of regaining his life in a trembling font. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, he didn't say how he survived, bad review!"

"Look ahead." Little 7 suggested.

Yan Zhen flipped back a few pages, probably scanned the contents, and showed an expression that was the same.

"He wanted to write a novel before he died, so he downloaded Paradise."

"Paradise cured him of his terminal illness?"

"No, he didn't write what that method was."

"Because you are nostalgic for school, you set up the hospital like this? Could it be that he is a rich second generation, and his father, in order to fulfill his son's last wish, bought off the high-level of the hospital and arranged the ward to look like a school? Little 7 said excitedly.

"You're big enough." Yan Zhen closed the diary, and nothing else was found in the classroom, so he returned to the stairwell.

Sure enough, this time he successfully passed through the seventh floor and walked up to the eighth floor, and he found that even the floors were not dangerous, and he went directly to the ninth floor, which is also the top floor of the outpatient building.

Similarly, the door of the stairwell was closed, Yan Zhen held the handle and turned down, the door was not locked, but at the moment when he was about to open the door, he suddenly felt that there was someone behind him!

So he turned abruptly, and the peachwood sword slashed at the approaching figure with a strong wind.

The man kept reaching out and using his other arm to try to block the sword, he had obviously miscalculated Yan Zhen's speed, and there wasn't enough time for him to stop or retreat.

If Yan Zhen had a sharp real sword in his hand, if the person who came had not worn protective gear on his arm, blood would have been splashed at this moment, and the stump would have fallen to the ground.

"Oops!" The man screamed, took two steps back, reached out to his waist, and skillfully pulled out a pistol.

"I'm sorry." Only then did Yan Zhen see that the person who came was wearing a yellow Taoist robe and a mixed yuan hat, judging from his appearance and voice, he was not very old, and he said that he was a Taoist priest, but he was a Taoist child.

"Who is the demon? Get your name in! The little Taoist priest's voice change period has not yet passed, and his voice is hoarse with the unique husky nature of young people.

"Uh...... I'm passing by, Passerby A. Yan Zhen thought that this kid was talking interestingly, so he made a joke with him.

"Huh? Daring! I want to deceive this Taoist master, a mortal, how can I break into this Longtan tiger's den alone, it is clearly a goblin that has been formed, look at the gun! The little Taoist priest said and pulled the trigger.

Yan Zhen's heart suddenly sudden, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than a bullet, but dodging was an instinctive reaction of his body, and he also managed to dodge what was sprayed out of the gun.

Puff –

A stinking liquid fell to the ground, and the smell Yan Zhen was a little familiar, as if he had used it just now!

"Black dog blood..."Yan Zhen said loudly.

"Haha~ Fairy, I'm afraid, come again!"

The little Taoist priest held a water gun and fired five shots, imitating Bond in the opening of 007, but unfortunately he missed a shot.

When the ammunition ran out, the little Taoist threw away the water gun and took out a handful of rune paper from his arms, Yan Zhen hurriedly waved his hand to stop him when he saw this: "Master, master, take the supernatural powers, I am a human!"

The little Taoist priest obviously didn't believe it, so he had to scatter the rune paper in his hand, and saw that Yan Zhen was not abnormal, so he was entangled in believing it.

Yan Zhen took off a piece of rune paper that fell on top of his head, which was similar to the one he bought, in fact, he couldn't understand the content on it, since it should be usable, he put the rune paper in his pocket.

"Huh? You, what are you doing with my ancestral talisman, give it back to me! ”

"Isn't it Dao Ye? Dressed back in the modern age? ”

"You know what, it's... That's a foreign language in our business, and you're not a goblin, so there's no need to speak to you in a foreign language. ”

This nonsense, no big or small guy made Yan Zhen's feet itch and wanted to give him a kick.

"I advise you, it's best to leave quickly, Dao Ye, I'll subdue demons and eliminate demons, if you don't want to be injured by mistake, leave quickly!"

"There are demons and monsters here?" Yan Zhen deliberately looked at the closed door.

"Hey, you're an ordinary man, of course you can't see it, the things in here, saying it can scare you to death!"

"Oh? What is it? ”

"Hmph, Ghost King!"

Yan Zhen frowned, retreated to the staircase, and looked at the little Taoist priest with distrustful eyes.

"You don't believe it? Master Dao, I have a unique secret method to distinguish the level of demons, anyway, I reminded you, and if you don't go, you will bear the consequences! ”

Yan Zhen didn't answer, and the little Taoist priest didn't care about him anymore after speaking, took out a compass from the cloth bag on his body, opened the door and walked in.

"Would you like to go along?" Xiao 7 and the others disappeared into the door before asking.

"Well, I think...... In the middle of the night, Sanjing may be the ghost king that kid said. ”

"Do you think his secret to getting rid of death is to become a ghost king?"

"Possibly."

"Then be careful!"

Yan Zhen answered, took out his mobile phone and quickly clicked the screen, edited the new supplementary content, and then opened the door and walked in.

A wave of heat hit his face, Yan Zhen hurriedly covered his face with his arm, and the world inside the door instantly transformed into a sea of fire cave, and the security door behind him instantly turned into a hard stone wall.

The rocks were red with flames, and flames from all sides erupted through cracks in the rocks, a space that must have been larger than the hospital corridor.

Yan Zhen thought it was an illusion, and walked a dozen steps in different directions, but there were no obstacles.

Suddenly, he felt a force exert on his shoulder, pressing him backwards.

He hurriedly used his backhand sword, stabbing backwards from the small to the back, the peachwood sword slashed into two pieces on the rock, and the force that pressed his shoulder disappeared at the same time, he turned around and looked back, there was nothing on the rough rock wall.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Yan Zhen threw away the peachwood sword and took out a Swiss Army knife.

Xiao 7 saw that he was switching to modern tools, and asked curiously, "What is the mystery of this knife?" ”

Yan Zhen glared at it and said, "Don't learn from that stinky boy, I'm going to bleed myself."

"Alas! Bloodletting, you say, I'm better than a knife! ”

"Thanks, I just want to bleed and don't want to be crippled." How much would he have to think about it to cut his fingers with its laser?

Yan Zhen made a small cut on his middle finger, squeezed out some blood beads and dripped on the copper coin sword, since they were all knitted, he put what he looked on the Internet into the task.

The so-called four pillars of pure yang, that is, the year of birth, the month, the day, the time is all yang, when he was born his grandfather has not died, the old man found someone to calculate a hexagram for him, this thing is many years later when the father as a memory to tell him, the specific content of the calculation of the father did not say, only said that he is a pure yang man.

His grandfather died when he was three years old, there were no old people in the family, and his father was a materialist, so many of the old customs were abolished in their family.

Now, in order to cooperate with Sanjing in the middle of the night, he has used all the information about the supernatural that he has read in his life.

The four pillars of pure yang body, plus the weight of eight characters, and took the middle finger blood matching instrument that is said to be able to ward off evil spirits, and then went through some artistic processing.

In the mission story, he basically has a fight with the little brother in a note, and he has to kneel down when he sees the thousand-year-old zongzi, but he doesn't know how to actually operate.

"Little 7, do you feel it, is there anyone here?"

"Yes, two, huh...... One of them was radiating intense despair. ”

"It should be that stinky boy, where is it?"

"Behind that wall." Little 7 pointed to a rock wall.