The sudden shouting startled me and the fat man, is there anyone else in this hospital besides us?

The screams of the woman upstairs did not stop, the cries were mixed with pain, fear, grief, and hatred, could it be that the evil spirit that had just fled had attacked her.

The fat man and I didn't have time to think about it, and immediately ran upstairs.

The fat man shouted as he ran: "Don't be afraid, girl! We're here to save you! ”

When I got to the second floor, I followed the sound and saw that deep in the dark hallway, a room was faintly lit up.

I waved my hand, and the fat man understood, and we all suppressed our voices and slowly walked towards the bright room.

It's not clear what happened in the room, but if someone inside was committing a crime, he would definitely be carrying a murder weapon, but looking at us, it was a clean hand, and we couldn't find anything to attack.

The fat man and I crept to the door of the brightly lit room, which was closed, and I leaned close to the door and listened carefully. The woman's voice inside was getting weaker, which should be the cause of physical exhaustion, but it was still very painful to hear.

Listening again, it seemed that there were a lot of people in it chanting the scriptures, and they couldn't hear what they were chanting clearly, and they were speaking very quickly and urgently, as if they were doing some kind of ritual.

I slowly stood up and looked through the glass window of the door, and the fat man was pressed over next to me.

There were seven people in the room, four men and three women, and in the middle of the room sat a girl, and around the girl was a circle of candles, the girl was now slumped on the floor, her body was convulsing, and the rest of the people sat cross-legged, and in front of them all placed a small bottle. The fat man and I looked at each other, where is this singing?

Judging by the age of these people, they are not too old, they are only in their twenties, and a few of them seem to be less than twenty.

Suddenly, the girl, who was already in a quiet state, suddenly stiffened, her face distorted almost a little deformed, and the light of the surrounding candles began to grow larger, illuminating the room even brighter.

Only then did I realize that there was a strange pattern painted on the wall with red paint, and in the middle of the pattern there seemed to be a man sitting, but his head was like a devil.

This can't be some kind of cult, because there are many cult organizations in the world that take advantage of people's ignorance and do some terrible things. I still remember that a cult organization in Japan created a poison gas incident in the Jingdong subway station, and many people died at that time.

I watched as the girl in the middle of the ground twitched involuntarily, and instead of helping, they continued to recite the scriptures as they looked happy.

I really can't bear it, these people are simply dehumanizing, don't they see that girls are in such pain? And what the hell are these people doing, I don't know why I have a bad premonition.

Without further ado, I kicked the door open with a bang.

This action frightened the people inside, the two girls screamed and curled into a ball, and the other boys also looked at us in horror.

"What are you doing here?" I shouted.

The group was stunned at first, but then when they saw that we were human, they were not so afraid.

One of them, a tall boy, who was probably the oldest of them, stood up.

He came over and looked at us, then his eyes fell on my phone, and he smiled and asked, "Are you a streamer?" I didn't answer him, but kept my eyes fixed on him.

The man relaxed his tone and said, "Don't worry, we haven't done anything illegal, it's just a mysterious ritual through which you can get in touch with another world." ”

Speaking of this, his tone was also a little mysterious, his eyes looked at me and the fat man left and right, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth for a while, and he leaned down to pick up a small, transparent glass bottle from the ground, and there was some liquid in it that I don't know what it was.

He said, "Do you know what this thing is?" ”

The fat man quickly took the bottle, looked at it in front of him, it was a bottle of turbid liquid, came to his nose and smelled it, and suddenly a foul smell pierced his nostrils, and the fat cat spit out several mouthfuls, and everyone else in the room seemed to know what was in the bottle, and they all laughed.

I frowned and asked, "What is this?" ”

The man said with a sly smile: "This thing is called corpse oil, and it is the corpse oil of the dead man, which we bought from Thailand, and this bottle is very expensive." ”

The fat man felt a little better, but when he heard that it was the corpse oil of a dead man, he was disgusted for a long time.

At this time, the girl lying on the ground had been helped up by the two girls of her companions, and it seemed that she had regained consciousness.

"This place is dangerous, you better get out of here." I said with a serious face.

Two other boys also walked over, one of them was wearing glasses, his figure was slightly fat, he said to the tall man: "Jiang Yong is like this today, I see that Tingting's physical exhaustion is no longer good, let's talk about it next time." ”

The man named Jiang Yong frowned slightly and said, "We have waited for more than half a year to wait for today's day, and then wait for the next time and half a year later, seeing that we are about to succeed, we should try again." ”

"But......" The man with glasses was still trying to say something, Tingting, the girl sitting on the ground, said with a faint breath: "It's okay, I'm still holding on, don't wait for next time, we will succeed." ”

"No, you must get out of here immediately!" We've just learned the power of evil spirits, and these people don't know anything about it, and once they know that there are evil spirits outside, they won't still be doing psychic rituals here.

The man standing next to the glasses man, with a three-seven-point hairstyle, his face belongs to the melon seed face, and he is still quite handsome, he said: "Aren't you just here to broadcast live, you play yours, I will do our mutual non-interference, and I ask you to leave if there is nothing to do." ”

The fat man was not happy when he heard it, "I said that you kid really can't tell the difference between good and bad people, we let you go to save you, do you know what's in it?" ”

"Huh!" I immediately stopped the fat man, the existence of evil spirits, according to the rules of the evil spirit police department, can not be leaked casually.

"Okay, let's go." I said and the fat man walked out of the room, and the door closed again in front of me, and it didn't take long for the sound of the scriptures to be recited inside.

The fat man touched me with his elbow and asked, "Brother Kai, why don't you stop them if they make an accident like this?" ”

I looked at the fat man and said, "This group of people is holding some kind of mysterious ritual, and it can be seen that they have prepared a lot for this day, and since they are psychic, there should be no danger to their lives." We have to guard against things outside, so we just wait outside the door, and if the evil spirit comes, we will deal with it, and if it doesn't come, we can keep them safe. ”

There are many kinds of psychic rituals that I know, such as the Saucer Fairy, which is a method of divination through spirits, and people can write down on a piece of paper what they want to ask, such as whether they want to do this business, write on the paper whether they want to do it or not, and then answer the questions that the soothsayer wants to ask through psychic means.

There is also a pen fairy, which is similar and is also a way to invite the spirit, as if someone also asked the name of the spirit, age and gender, this kind of thing is mysterious, there are always people who are happy to love these things, and everything needs to be divined.

There are also people such as Indians, Egyptians, Gypsies, and many countries in the world have their own spiritism and mediums.

The fat man hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall helplessly, "These people are just full of food, they have nothing to do with psychics, it is easy to ask God to send God, see how they end up in a while." ”