Death!

was stunned, and suddenly it was dark in front of him......

When he opened it again, he only found that it was like a dream, and Mu Qingyang was still confused.

Is it really stepping into the road of hell?

Everything felt vaguely unreal.

The mouth seems to be filled with cotton, and the nausea that I can't spit out and swallow can't swallow, and I can't scream when I want to scream, which makes people panic.

Then, as if God was not giving up, let them pull them through the halls, as if they had not woken up from a hangover, and returned to the original cliff in a daze, vaguely hearing what Bai Wuchang was saying, but he couldn't hear clearly, and even the previous memories were intermittent, and his ears were buzzing.

Later, until they returned to the local guest house again, until that time, Mu Qingyang still had no real feeling, and he didn't even have an impression of Xiao Lu.

They were sent to a sanatorium like clay sculptures, and when they came back to their senses, they realized that it had been a few months later......

He didn't have many friends as a lonely person, so he naturally made friends with the staff in the nursing home.

In charge of the day shift in his ward is a female nurse in her thirties, her surname is Yang, who usually does not talk much, but she is quick and diligent. I am always the first to arrive at work every day, and I am busy as soon as I come. Mu Qingyang has a good impression of her, and has always felt that she is really a kind person. Because he was so serious that he couldn't take care of himself in the first period of the previous month, it is said that she has been taking care of Mu Qingyang, and now she is recovering well thanks to her attentive care.

In the early stage, Li Moliu and Lao Xia both came to see Mu Qingyang, and it is said that he has been suffering from severe depression since he returned to the guest house - he didn't say anything, he didn't respond to external stimuli, he was just in a daze, and he even had to be fed by someone to eat and drink.

He and Li Moliu came back when they entered the mountain this time, Li Moliu carried him back all the way, and Lu Daming was said to be missing, and then Lao Xia and they went to the mountains several times to organize people to search, but they found nothing.

Lao Xia has always been worried about Wang Yanjun's affairs, but after he recovered from his injury, he went into the mountains several times to explore without results, and over time, he put it down.

As for Li Moliu's frequent visits, including Mu Qingyang's expenses here, he pays for it - his financial situation has always been good, and he is one of the best in that line. Mu Qingyang verified with him the experience of the underworld, but he said that they had been hit by miasma since they went down the cliff, and he had no memory of the so-called underworld clouds at all, and he only woke up in a coma for a short time, and found that the two of them were lying at the bottom of the cliff and immediately tied Mu Qingyang behind his back and climbed up the mountain, and Xiao Lu was also nowhere to be found at that time.

Maybe? Maybe it's just a strange dream.

Then I started to live as usual, such as sleeping until I woke up naturally, and I had cramps in my hands......

Yes! The sun is shining in the early morning......

So brilliant that Mu Qingyang had to close his eyes?

I'm so embarrassed, I'm so sleepy...... I coded until midnight yesterday.

But...... It's such a mess early in the morning...... What's going on?

Was there an earthquake?

Mu Qingyang heard people coming and going in the corridor, which was more lively than rushing to the market.

"Quick...... Hurry up! ”

"Here we are...... The car is at the door! ”

"Tap!"

"God, what is this?"

"Ahh

The exclamations that were more moving than the soprano completely woke him up from his sleep.

Put on your clothes and open the door sleepily. The door was full of people, doctors and nurses, some security guards and hospitalized patients, and several nurses were gently moving a person onto a stretcher. Just seeing Nurse Yang passing by, Mu Qingyang probed her and asked her, "Sister, what's wrong?" "--Anyway, she is older than him, so this sister is extremely natural.

"How did you get out? Get back inside! Something happened outside, and the doctor was going to come to check the ward in a while. ”

"What's the matter, fire or accident?"

Mu Qingyang saw that the stairs in the corridor were still filled with gunsmoke.

"It's Master Wang, an electrician in the logistics department, the meter box was short-circuited in the middle of the night last night, and it seemed that it was in the power when he was repaired, and it wasn't until the morning that he found that he fell at the staircase, and the entire meter box was burned black!"

"Just kidding, you're dead in the middle of the night, and you only found out in the morning? Feelings: No one cares about us in the hospital at night! ”

"It's a long story, but it's true that no one usually lingers near the staircase at night...... Okay, you go back first! Sister Yang seemed to realize that she had missed her mouth, subconsciously covered her mouth, and pressed Mu Qingyang's head back into the door with a serious face.

Patiently stayed up until Sister Yang came to her room to check and clean, Mu Qingyang quietly asked about the topic just now. In other words, his disadvantage is that he is too curious, and he still can't change it even after being admitted to the hospital.

"Okay, don't ask about this matter, tell you, this matter is a taboo in the nursing home, and it will be useless for you to ask again." Sister Yang had a palpitating expression on her face.

"So serious? Haunted? Mu Qingyang said it casually, but who knew that she would raise her head sensitively and stare at him, and asked tremblingly, "You know everything?" ”

What rice?

It's haunted!

"I seem to have heard some of them, but I can't say them clearly." Mu Qingyang half-concealed and half-concealed her to tell the truth.

"What did you hear?" Her eyebrows jumped.

"It's nothing, it just seems to have something to do with the stairs, doesn't it mean that you can't go to the stairwell at night?" He took the opportunity to seduce her about the topic.

"I'm telling you, not just in the stairwell, but also in the neighborhood, as long as it's after twelve o'clock, don't go there, and if you have something, ring the bell or call the duty room."

"What the hell is going on?"

"Don't worry about it so much, anyway, this time can't stop...... Alas! ”

Sister Yang's eyebrows twisted into a big pimple, and she bowed her head and went out.

It's a pity that her mouth is too tight, but Mu Qingyang knows that something must have happened to this stairwell. He knew that there were a few interns among the day shift nurses, and they must know something inside.

Coincidentally, Sister Yang asked for leave in the afternoon, and it was her apprentice Xiaomei who came to replace her. Xiaomei is probably less than twenty, and she is still a half-grown child, so she is very coaxing. A few lollipops and a bag of baked potato chips opened her up the conversation.

"Brother, this kind of potato chips are fried and unhealthy, and you need the kind of non-fried potato chips to buy potato chips...... Of course...... It's all for your health. ”

Xiaomei stuffed her mouth with potato chips, still chattering about her healthy eating scriptures, seeing that he had been smiling at her eating, she couldn't help blushing, and hurriedly explained. Mu Qingyang nodded while gradually leading the topic to the morning's events, setting her tone.

"By the way, what's wrong with the morning, messy?"

"Oh...... That's Master Wang, I heard that it was a heart attack, and no one knew about the old problem, and the person was gone, in fact, he was good, and tomorrow the hospital was going to send a few Mu Qingyang and the director to his house to condole...... Help solve some practical problems in other families. ”

"Heart attack? Didn't you say that there was a short circuit? ”

"It's okay, I know that I can't go to the stairs at night, the meter box was short-circuited and burned overnight before the smoke filled the corridor stairs, and that has nothing to do with Master Wang. I heard that he was in a daze and sleepwalked to the stairs in the middle of the night and crashed into ...... Yes! Elder brother...... You didn't hear anything! ”

"What the hell is going on with the stairs, I wonder no one will explain it clearly, and they won't let them go there? I'm going to have to check it out tonight! Mu Qingyang deliberately shouted unconvinced.

"Don't ...... I heard that it is often haunted, and many people have seen it, even the dean knows about it! ”

"What the hell?"

"I don't know...... It seems to be a woman, and it seems to be a former employee here...... By the way, I heard that there is a detailed report on this matter in the archives...... Two days ago, when I went to help in logistics, a few old employees were still scaring us with this! ”

"Seems to be true, huh?"

"Who knows? Anyway, who is okay to run there in the middle of the night, it's dark, it's weird and scary. ”

"Yes, this is a sanatorium after all, and there is usually no emergency at night."

"Is that not it?"

……

After eating and drinking, Xiaomei's face was flushed, and the baby's fat little face was pink and shining, looking at this little girl's innocent appearance, she couldn't help but have some intoxicating feeling of relaxation.

After chatting for a while, the girl continued to blackmail him for a few bags of snacks and preserves, and then went to Kan Dashan, her classmate, and when he saw her going out happily, he shook his head with tears and laughter - I don't know if it was a loss or a gain, but it satisfied Mu Qingyang's curiosity.

The next few days were uneventful, but just when he almost thought the world was peaceful, something happened again......

And it's a big deal!

Xiaomei is dead......

He died a strange death—his hands clung to his neck, his nails digging deep into his flesh; The tongue stretched out a lot, the eyes protruded, and the face was purple!

When Mu Qingyang heard about it, the person had already been taken away from her family.

There were accidents in the courtyard one after another, and this fool knew that something was wrong. What's more, many people have seen Xiaomei's death, and while shaking their heads and sighing, they can't help but think of Master Wang's death and the legend of the resentful spirit in the midnight stairwell that has been widely circulated, and it is inevitable that gossip will spread everywhere......

He is not as strong as Li Moliu and Lao Xia's sense of justice, but watching a familiar person die, a nameless fire rises in his heart.

When Li Moliu came again, Mu Qingyang asked him to check the details of this rumor, and when he nodded, Mu Qingyang's heart fell more than half. He knew that this brother had a wide range of doors, and he was not short of money in his hands, and the things he was embarrassed about were often not a problem for Li Moliu, and it was easy to solve!

The efficiency of the gold medal private detective was really high, and in less than a morning, a pile of copies that still exuded the smell of ink were handed to Mu Qingyang.

Take a closer look, it's really good, it's still a color printing version! A complete set of files and reports, opening the title page, the first thing that catches your eye is a black and white photograph. This is a one-inch recent photo of regular use, with a white background, and the person in the photo is still a young and beautiful little girl who has not taken off her childishness.

"Luo Yingqiong, female, 21 years old, born in 1982, as a trainee nurse, joined in 2003 and graduated from T City Medical University with a major in nursing." This is followed by a series of family profiles and copies of various licenses, followed by a short medical malpractice injury appraisal report: "...... The officer accidentally fell while working, hitting the back of his head...... After rescue efforts failed, he passed away at 0:23 midnight the day before yesterday...... "carefully looked at the date of signing on October 23, 2003.

"The day before yesterday? That...... It's November 21st! ”

Mu Qingyang looked up at the monthly calendar on the wall - today is October 20, 2005, so that means......

Her death date is in ......

Tomorrow!