Things often change dramatically at the last minute, and I can't beat that damn nightmare, but because I didn't keep my mouth shut and expose my direction, I was seriously injured by a sword, and finally I was killed by the face on the robe.

As for whether the human face ate it or killed it or what, I don't know, because the robe covered it so hard that it can't be seen at all.

At the moment when the nightmare was extinguished, the entire ward lit up again, and under the blazing light, the dancing aunts led by Chen Cheng all fell to the ground.

The county commander was studying the book that had just fallen down with the Taoist robe in his hand, and he obviously didn't understand his expression, while Chen Cheng was panting heavily, looking tired enough.

The old man is still lying on the ground, and those patients are also lying on the ground, only Zhu Xiaoli is still dizzy, looking like she is asleep, but her face is much better, judging from some simple medical skills that my mother gave me before, Zhu Xiaoli may not be long before she wakes up.

Of all of them, I was the only one in a daze, and at the last moment, the amount of information left by the nightmare was too large for me to digest for a long time.

If nothing else, just saying the last word of the king can also make me fall into deep contemplation.

"Wang ......"

This word made two scenes come to my mind, one is when he killed Nalan Xingde in the ancestral tomb mountain, he claimed to be a soul hook ghost, and called Wang before he died.

And the other one is the rag doll, before he died, he also called out to the king with a frightened face, could it be that he was screaming at my robe?

No, it's not like, when Nalan Xingde was killed, there were no significant features on the robe, don't accept people's faces, even if it was a shroud.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out, so I could only continue to reminisce about the next thing, could my robe really be a shroud? This is also too appalling, not to mention whether Nuwa Fuxi and others really existed in Chinese civilization, taking 10,000 steps back, even if they existed, then who would dare to touch their corpses? Not to mention being used as a shroud.

But who could they be? It seems that this problem can only be left for the opportunity to understand later, thinking of this I sighed a little again, it seems that no matter which line it is, the more knowledge you have, the better.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the events that happened during this time were so bizarre that I felt like I was in a fantasy novel, but these things happened to me and made me have to believe that they were real.

I was stunned for a moment, and then finally turned my eyes to the prefectural order, and he was holding my last question in his hand, which was the book.

The shell of the book is exactly the same as my yellow book, but compared with my yellow book, the one in the county commander's hand has a little more heaviness and historical vicissitudes.

This was not enough to shock me, but the most shocking thing was the four words written in the yellow book.

Fortune telling!

This book turned out to be a series with my yellow book Ghost Hunting, Li Wei has a Qimen Daquan in his hand, I have a ghost hunting encyclopedia, and now there is a fortune-telling encyclopedia.

It really makes me wonder, how many books do we have like this kind of tree? Also, how could this fortune teller be in the hands of Nightmare?

I walked to the county order, dodged the yellow book from his hand, and after turning a few pages casually, I found that it was full of symbols and pictures, not even a single Chinese, and I studied it for a long time, but I didn't see what kind of name it was.

I looked at Xiang Xian with a puzzled look, and before I could speak in a hurry, he shook his head and said, "I don't understand ...... either."

I looked at Chen Cheng who was panting from exhaustion and looked at us with curious eyes, but I still think about it, this fortune telling encyclopedia is not something that anyone can understand, I don't understand it with the county order, how can Chen Cheng, a halfway monk, understand?

I finally said to the county commander and Chen Cheng: "Damn, it's finally over, hurry up and carry these people to bed, and wait until dawn tomorrow to see if there is any reaction." ”

After saying that, they agreed, and then began to carry people, and I went up to help, and after half an hour, finally lifted everyone to the bed.

"Damn, uncle, it's finally over!" The county magistrate shouted, sat on the plastic stool, lay on the bed and began to sleep.

When he slept, I also felt tired and blind, so I greeted Chen Cheng and asked him to rest and rest, but he said that he wanted to go back to sleep, and I didn't stop him, so I let him go back, and before leaving, I asked him to wait for me at the school gate the day after tomorrow.

When Chen Cheng heard this, he immediately looked happy, turned around and left.

"It's easy to talk to smart people." I looked at Chen Cheng's departing figure and sighed, I haven't said it yet, he already knows that I will teach him Taoism tomorrow.

In the end, I fell asleep on the bed, and as expected, I had another nightmare, in which I dreamed again of the shadow that had pulled my mother before, but this time it was not La's mother, but Zhu Xiaoli.

I ran to it in my dream to stop it, and just as it was about to turn around, I woke up.

When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and the county magistrate was playing games with his mobile phone on the side, and I looked around the ward and found that the patients had all recovered, and even the little boy had already begun to go through the discharge procedures.

The only thing I don't understand is that they can't remember what happened, and they don't even know about those experiences of the evil magic in the sky.

But that's fine, and I'll be scared in the future.

"Little Yellow Dragon, what do you want!"

Just when I was out of my mind, a cold hand grabbed my ear, I don't need to say that everyone knows who it is, except for my parents in this world, it is estimated that only Zhu Xiaoli dares to pull my ear in broad daylight.

I reluctantly turned my head and saw that Zhu Xiaoli's face had recovered, one hand was infusion, and the other hand was holding my ear, pretending to be angry and staring at me.

I don't know when, Zhu Xiaoli has changed into a hospital gown, maybe I changed it when I was sleeping, but nothing this Nizi wears can resist her beauty and her perfect body.

Her pink little face was so blushing that I kept staring at it, and slowly, my eyes began to move dishonestly towards her breasts.

Looking at the towering rabbit head, I can't help but think of that night, hey...... That night, I saw that it was about to arrive, but it was destroyed by the Broken Sanqi Gathering Soul, uncle, I was depressed when I thought about it.