I didn't intervene in the old man's family affairs, I lay on the bed, waiting for Xue Qian and Mr. Lu to help me bring back food.

In the afternoon, the whole ward was quiet. The old man sued me and said. His sons and daughters had agreed to take leave to come and see him. It's a long way to go, and we won't be there until tomorrow.

The old man joked to me, "If the children come and find out that I don't have a passbook at all." Then I'll toss them this time, but it's the princes of the Beacon Theater. If I try to find them in the future, I am afraid that they will not believe it. ”

When the old man said this, there was no trace of worry on his face. You can see that he is happy now.

And I thought to myself, "Old man. You don't have a future, cherish this opportunity to meet. ”

After nightfall, the old man quickly fell asleep. The whole ward was silent.

Mr. Lu instructed Xue Qian to carry a big knife and guard outside the ward. And he himself began to burn paper one by one in the room.

I asked curiously, "Why are you burning paper this time?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "In a place like a hospital, there are lives every day and people die every day. Imps haunt the most. Now we're going to hook our souls on their turf. How can they do without bribing and bribing? ”

I laughed and said, "Is the underworld also like this?" "Hugh see the winter row.

Mr. Lu said with a smile: "If you follow the customs, it is equivalent to giving a red envelope." ”

When he had finished burning the money, he lit a circle of candles around my hospital bed. I lay in bed and felt like I was really dead. Instead of candlelight, wreaths were placed around.

I felt very unlucky, so I said to Mr. Lu, "Do you still have money?" Give me a red envelope to suppress the evil spirit. ”

Mr. Lu handed me a piece of paper: "You want it too?" ”

I'm going to take it as soon as I go. Just as my hand was about to touch the piece of paper, I realized that it was not a banknote at all, but paper money.

I quickly withdrew my hand. said: "I want banknotes, yuan." Use paper money to give a red envelope to a little ghost, do you also use this to give me a red envelope? ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "If you don't make it clear, who knows?" He took it into his pocket, handed me five yuan, and said, "Zhao Mang, how can you say that you are also a Taoist priest." I'm used to seeing life and death, and I've seen all the little ghosts. How can you still believe in these fallacies? Who told you that you can suppress evil spirits by giving red envelopes? ”

I closed my eyes slightly and said, "Since I became a Taoist priest, I have understood what a little ghost is. But there's another thing I don't understand. That's fate. I feel that there is a hand in the darkness that governs our destiny. No matter how strong your Dao skills are and how smart your mind is, in front of him. There is nothing that can be done. My red envelope is for the ruler. I want peace of mind. ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "The idea is very good, and it deserves encouragement. ”

When I opened my eyes to look at him again, I was startled. I saw more than a dozen black shadows behind Mr. Lu. These shadows stuck to the wall, shaking incessantly. Like branches and leaves dancing in the wind.

Mr. Lu stood in front of the shadow. It's like a fox demon with a lot of tails. The atmosphere in the entire ward was extremely weird.

At this time, the lights in the ward had long been turned off. Only a circle of candles beside my bed, flickering.

Mr. Lu's face was clouded by the candlelight. At first glance it looks a little scary. But still in his voice, it makes people feel very grounded.

He knew what I was thinking and smiled at me, "These ghost friends are here to get paper money." ”

As soon as Mr. Lu finished saying this, I heard countless voices in my ears: "Yes." Oh, yes. ”

As a child, I had another high fever and auditory hallucinations. I always feel like there are countless people shouting in my ear. I wanted to drive them away, but I didn't know where they were. That feeling of powerlessness caused me a lot of psychological shadows.

Now I hear the imps whispering in my ear. The feeling of my childhood came back. So I closed my eyes and ignored them. But the more I ran away, the more I felt their voices circling around me.

I was struggling with the voice. Suddenly, five cold fingers pressed against the top of my head. I shuddered. He opened his eyes suddenly.

I saw Mr. Lu standing in front of my bed in surprise and asked, "Zhao Mang, what's wrong with you?" ”

I came back to my senses, laughed dryly, and said, "It's nothing, I'm a little nervous." ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "It's just an out-of-body soul, what's there to be nervous about?" ”

Subsequently. He took my soul out.

I floated lightly above my body and saw a lot of imps in the room. They gathered in groups of three or five, and they were dividing the paper money.

I looked back at the hospital bed. The candles formed a formation. There are two qi of yin and yang that are constantly circling around my body.

Mr. Lu explained, "With this candle array here, your body will recover a little faster. ”

I smiled and said, "The Dao technique is really different. ”

I followed Mr. Lu to the door and saw Xue Qian still holding a big knife there.

He apparently had corpse teeth in his mouth. He smiled at me and said, "Lao Zhao, you still let me carry this knife." ”

I said, "This is no ordinary broadsword. Even if I became a ghost. It is also possible to carry it on your back. ”

I reached out to get the broadsword back. Xue Qian dodged it. He smiled: "You are seriously injured now, so you should take care of it." You don't have to participate in the gun and stick dance. ”

I smiled and let him go.

The three of us found our way out of the hospital.

Along the way, I met a lot of imps. The good, the evil, the ugly, the beautiful. Some of these little ghosts are waiting to be reincarnated, beaming, and some are newly dead, full of depression. I was looking at them, and they were staring at me.

I looked at it for a while, feeling a little distraught, and turned my attention to the steps. Staring at his toes all the way to the street.

We found an abandoned cottage. Mr. Lu placed a candle in the corner of the wall. And then let the ghost out.

The candle array is like an impenetrable prison. If you don't have a physical body, you can't break out. However, this prison also has a drawback, that is, it is easy to be extinguished by unwitting living people.

The ghost looked sluggish, and tried to break through several times, but failed. He looked disheartened, and stopped going outside. Instead, he sat on the ground against the wall.

Mr. Lu said: "Since you have fallen into my hands, I will definitely ask something." I advise you to take the initiative. ”

The ghost shook his head and said lightly: "You caught me, I don't have the ability to do it myself, and if I betray others, I won't even lose face." ”

Mr. Lu said with a smile: "Those who know the times are Junjie, and I have seen a lot of reckless people like you." When I didn't see the methods of extorting confessions, I blew it all over the sky, and I wanted to say that I was a saint beaten with iron. But as soon as the torture was used, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he asked what to say. ”

The ghost sneered: "If you have the ability, you will be tortured, and it is not a good man to scream for pain." ”

Mr. Lu smiled: "Whether you are a good man or not, you don't rely on your words." ”

He crouched on the ground, pulled out a few long candles, and then arranged them into short candle heads.

Xue Qian asked, "Lu Laodao, are you going to play with dripping wax?" ”

Mr. Lu snorted: "Can a drop of wax make him confess?" I'm going to let you see how we Taoist priests interrogate the little ghosts today. ”

He stretched out his fingers and kept measuring the ground. For each point that is determined, a candle is placed. When the last candle is set. Out of thin air, a fiery dragon appeared, hovering above the candlestick.

Xue Qian has a physical body and doesn't seem to feel anything. But I'm a soul, and I just feel a wave of heat coming over my face, and it's terrible. I stepped back twice.

Looking at the ghost again, his face was already a little pale, and it was obvious that he had seen the power of the fire dragon.

Mr. Lu raised two fingers, pointed at the ghost, and shouted, "Go." ”

The fire dragon roared and rushed towards the ghost.

In just a split second, the fire burned on the ghost's body. The ghost howled and rolled in the corner. It's miserable. I was shocked when I saw it: "The method of coercing confessions in the Daomen is really not ordinary. ”