Following me upstairs to the ward, Mr. Tang put his backpack on the ground, turned around and left, and before leaving the ward, he couldn't help but glance at Mr. Zheng on the bed.

Mr. Zheng obviously knew Miss Tang's younger brother, and quickly asked me what was the matter, and I said that if I wanted Miss Tang's ashes, of course her family had to send them, otherwise where would I get them. Mr. Zheng's face was full of suspicion, probably thinking that it was he who forced Miss Tang to death, how could her brother agree to bring his sister's urn to help him cast a spell?

"Don't be careful. Not everyone in the world is as bad as you, and when people see that you are about to die, they also want to save your life and accumulate virtue and do good. I said.

Mr. Zheng barely managed to squeeze out a smile. There was still a hint of suspicion on his face.

I was still ashamed to take over Mr. Zheng's business, so outside the ward, I discussed with Deng Kang in a low voice. Asked if there was a way to make Mr. Zheng suffer a little more after the spell was cast. Deng Kang asked, "What do you mean?" "I told me about the incident that I gave to Xiao Jiang, the son of the Shanxi coal boss, who forced his classmates to death and was haunted by yin spirits.

Deng Kang smiled: "It turned out to be a business done by Baden!" That's just the ancient 'Three Strokes Spell' mastered by the wizards of the island of Three Strokes in the eastern Philippines, and of course I do, there are hundreds of islands in the Philippines. There are dozens of black witchcraft, and I use them all. ”

I hurriedly asked, "Does it mean that this kind of three-drawing spell can deceive the yin spirit, but the person who is being cast will have to experience the death of the yin spirit every day in the future?" Deng Kang nodded. It is said that this kind of spell is not used often, because the side effects are too strong, unless the victim is incurable, it is used as a live horse doctor. I asked him to use this spell to cast a spell on Mr. Zheng, but Deng Kang just sneered, but did not speak.

As soon as I saw his expression, I knew that this guy was playing with the idea of money again, saying that I could give him more money for casting spells. Deng Kang said: "I don't want much, just 5,000 Hong Kong dollars." "I thought to myself that he would ask for 50,000 yuan, and in order to be able to earn this money, 5,000 will be 5,000.

At midnight that day, while the patient in the adjacent bed was already asleep with a cotton ball stuffed, we began to prepare. After turning off the lights, Deng Kang put the urn flat on Mr. Zheng's chest, and he asked if he could put it elsewhere, I glared at him: "Master Azan said to put it here, just put it here, do you still want to be treated?" ”

Mr. Zheng stopped squeaking, and Deng Kang stood at the head of the bed and began to chant mantras in a low voice. It didn't sound like what he usually recited. I don't remember exactly what Azan Baden read when he cast spells on Xiao Jiang before, but it should be the same kind.

After about twenty minutes, my eyes were adjusting to the darkness. Seeing Mr. Zheng lying on the hospital bed, he slowly opened his mouth: "Boss Tian, this thing is so stuffy on my chest, can you take it away?" ”

"Shut up!" I was so angry that I wanted to slap him, thinking he was possessed by a yin spirit. Mr. Zheng had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and stop speaking.

I continued to cast the spell for about ten minutes, and I saw Mr. Zheng's body and the urn shaking together, and I didn't know which one moved first. And Mr. Zheng opened his mouth again: "I, I'm so uncomfortable......" I scolded you in a low voice, I can't stop a little, and I don't want to solve the problem!

Mr. Zheng said, "I don't want to die." Xiaoru, can you let me go? I was stunned and stopped interjecting.

At this time, Mr. Zheng said hatefully in another tone: "Do I just want to die?" You forced it, you forced it! The doctor said that I must not induce labor again this time, otherwise I will never have another child in my life, don't you know? ”

"I, I'm afraid that you will be born and threaten me with money, or let me divorce. My wife's family has money, and my company depends on her. You can't get a divorce! Mr. Zheng was lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

Now I understand that Miss Tang's Yin Spirit has escaped from the urn and is temporarily attached to Mr. Zheng's body. He is now talking to himself and himself, and also talking to Miss Tang and Mr. Zheng. I heard Mr. Zheng say, "You shameless man, why do you have to dominate me?" I'm not pretty! ”

Mr. Zheng cried: "I can't help it, my wife is plump." She has been crushing me since the day we got married, and we live at her parents' house, and we always have to be scolded by her parents. So I found myself starting to like thin, introverted women in particular, and I wanted to possess ...... when I saw them."

"So you're eyeing me? I've worked so hard to abort three times for you. Don't you have the slightest pity? Mr. Zheng was angry.

He also said, "I actually work harder, and the bitterness in my heart is beyond your comprehension." Do you know that a man knows about the pain of a woman getting pregnant for him, but he has to force her to beat it off, and three more times? If you hadn't committed suicide, I would have suffered for the fourth or fifth time......" I heard this anger in my heart, clenched my fists with both hands, and wanted to beat Mr. Zheng a few times according to his handsome face, in order to prevent Qi from getting sick. I really didn't want to listen any more, so I turned around and walked out of the room.

In the hallway, I flipped through my phone and saw a lot of text messages from customers, including one that Fang Gang sent me: "When will you go back to Thailand?" Let me use the ring of the five poisonous oils. ”

I want a ring of five poisonous oils. Needless to say, it must be for the detection of the client's yin spirit. I was about to call him back, but it would take time for Deng Kang to cast spells anyway. I saw a nurse reaching out to open the door of Mr. Zheng's hospital room and was about to turn in.

"Hey. Miss Nurse! I hurriedly ran over, and the nurse had already entered the room, leaning back and looking at me. I stopped her and said that it was inconvenient for people to enter the ward, so you should come out first. The nurse looked back suspiciously, and the room was not lit, but she went in anyway. The nurse has seen everything, including the naked body of men. I've seen enough, so she probably didn't take my words seriously, thinking that there was just a male patient urinating or changing clothes.

Bang, the lights in the ward are turned on. At this time, I had just run to the door of the ward, and I saw a bright light, and my heart was in my throat. Hurriedly rushed into the ward, and the nurse was stunned. Ask Deng Kang: "Who are you and what are you doing?" "I pulled her out of the ward, saying that this was a mage from Southeast Asia who was casting spells for Mr. Zheng.

Before the nurse could answer, Mr. Zheng's body trembled while lying on the bed, so I quickly turned off the lights and pushed the nurse out of the ward. The nurse was very angry: "Why do you want to do such a ghostly thing in the ward?" When the time comes, I'm going to change the anti-inflammatory bottle for the patient in the other bed! ”

"Wait a minute, okay. Half an hour later? I said. The nurse said solemnly, of course not, the patient had just been operated on for a few days, and he had to reduce inflammation every day, otherwise there would be problems. At this time. I heard Mr. Zheng's shouting from the ward, and it was as if something had been knocked over.

I ran into the ward and vaguely saw that Mr. Zheng had somehow fallen to the ground, and the urn had also fallen over, and the ashes inside had fallen to the ground. I was so frightened that my soul was about to fly, so I quickly closed and locked the door of the ward. Deng Kang said, "Carry him to bed, quick!" "We both hugged Mr. Zheng and lay back on the bed, and he screamed and seemed to be in pain. Looking at the ashes all over the ground, I thought to myself, what can I do, I can't hold it with my hands, right?

But I couldn't find a tool for a while, and I saw a teacup on the small table next to the ward, so I picked up the teacup, and it was empty, so I directly used it to scoop up the ashes on the ground and pour them into the urn.

Someone knocked on the door outside, and the nurse's voice came: "Open the door, the doctor wants to do rounds!" "I'm in such a hurry, I think it's really getting more and more messy, and I hurriedly get most of the ashes into the urn, but there are still a lot outside.

Deng Kang took out a thick rope from his backpack and urged: "Hurry up and get it ready, otherwise it will be too late!" After speaking, he tied a slipknot of the thick rope and put it around Mr. Zheng's neck. Mr. Zheng immediately let out a strange hissing sound, as if someone was strangling his neck, and he barely spit out the words "Don't strangle me, I don't want to hang myself". I had no choice but to grit my teeth and sweep the ashes into a pile with both hands and put them into the urn. Finally cleaned up, Dengkang asked me to put the urn back on Mr. Zheng's chest.

"No, how can he put him in his current state? I have to knock it over. I said urgently. At this moment, the patient in the next hospital bed was woken up, and he rolled over and sat up and asked us what we were doing. I had to tell him what to do, tell him to keep quiet, and the man nodded his head again and again. The sound of the door banging outside was getting louder and louder, and there was more than one person, it seemed that the doctors and nurses of the whole hospital were coming.