The old man, covered with a quilt and a spotted face, lay there, breathing faintly, looking like he was going to die at any moment.

Hearing the movement, he opened his cloudy eyes and looked at it for a moment, and then closed his eyes in annoyance.

The two nurses didn't dare to take a breath more, walked closer, put down the tray, and skillfully replaced the almost empty glucose bottle, treated the eye of the needle, pressed and stopped the bleeding, and at the same time, fed the old man medicine.

After inquiring about the condition, he was relieved to hear the old man say that there was nothing uncomfortable, and then the two nurses said goodbye and left.

The room was silent, except for the faint glow of the lamp.

I didn't leave with the nurses, although the beautiful nurse was fragrant, I was a little reluctant, but the business mattered, didn't it? Therefore, he has slipped to the ground and swept left and right.

To my surprise, in the huge luxury ward, there was only the old man Jiang Zihuai.

I thought Jiang Zhao must be here, but I looked up the corners, and even went into the closet to investigate, and there was no trace of Jiang Zhao at all.

"What a wicked door!"

I muttered a few times, peeked out of the closet, and looked at the old man who was sleeping there.

"Jiang Zhao is not here guarding her grandfather, where did he go? The car in the parking lot outside didn't drive away, proving that she was still in the hospital, but where could she be? ”

I was confused.

Subconsciously looked at Jiang Zihuai.

This old man can't sleep well, his breathing is loud like pulling a bellows, and he feels that he is about to swallow his breath, this is definitely a dying man.

From the outside, the wind and candle can't accurately describe him in his old age, and it should be directly said that the old coffin is more reliable.

"It's such an old thing, and you don't have the power to kill a chicken, right? Was it really him who ordered Jiang Zhao to attack me? ”

I looked at the dying Jiang Zihuai, and had doubts about my judgment.

After five or six minutes, the old man's eyes suddenly opened.

Caught off guard, I was startled, and I subconsciously wanted to dodge, but I reacted suddenly, he shouldn't have seen me, so, step by step walked to the chair and sat down, staring at the old man's every move.

But then, the old man's movements almost made me jump in shock.

With a 'bang', the old man in the hospital gown jumped to the ground with his vigorous hands, and his movements were smoother than the young men.

I watched this scene with a big scalp, and found that the old man's eyes were not cloudy at all, and even brightened.

What's even more terrifying is that he feels very terrifying at the moment.

I saw him walking around on the ground barefoot, and suddenly his left fist hit the palm of his right palm, making a 'snap' sound, and he exuded extreme anger all over his body, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour!

"Jiang Du, where are you? Damn, it's so good to hide, I knew that I should have implanted a tracker in you in the first place, and I made a mistake, what a mistake! ”

The old man reached out in annoyance and pulled his sparse white hair, looking furious.

I watched with wide eyes and listened with my ears pricked up, shuddering.

"Fortunately, he didn't instruct Jiang Zhao to implant a tracker in my body, otherwise, I would have been miserable."

I shuddered at the thought of this.

Really, I felt the horror of this person, and the feeling he gave me was even more terrifying than Jiang Zhao!

In my eyes, I could see the vision of a stream of black qi surging under his skin, and it was obvious that he had sealed his strength in his body like Jiang Zhao, but because of his anger, he almost released it.

"Whew!"

The old man took a few breaths, suddenly picked up the old-fashioned phone from the table, and dialed a number.

Soon after, the phone was connected.

"Did you find that kid? I want him to die soon, do you understand? I'm running out of time, I have less than three days, I have to find him within three days, find a new batch of killers to kill him, it turns out that killers like that are too useless, I can't find those like that, and, most importantly, I can't use spells to kill him, do you understand? ”

"Understood, we are speeding up the search, however, he did not return to the manor, this person is very cunning, ruined the phone and card, and did not touch the money in the account, therefore, I can only use the city surveillance to find his traces, but obviously, this person is hiding in the surveillance corner, there is no clue yet, master, you can rest assured, I will definitely find him within three days."

"Waste, you and Jiang Zhao are waste, you can't do such a thing, what use do I want you? Listen, if you can't find Jiang Zhao before the time limit, you will disappear. ”

Jiang Zihuai roared into the microphone, boom! The phone was put down.

The room is forbidden, and even if there is a ruckus, he can't hear it outside, so he doesn't worry about being heard by people passing by outside, besides, there are bodyguards.

I shivered like an out-of-stock quail in the cold wind.

Because, when Jiang Zihuai called, I leaned over, and all the words of the person opposite were in my ears.

It was a very familiar voice, and the person who spoke was, Zhao Yuhong.

Zhao Yuhong, the captain of the bodyguard who is in charge of my safety, I keep calling him 'Brother Zhao'.

"No wonder you blocked me on the street so accurately to strike, it turns out that Zhao Yuhong is an inner ghost! He even called the old man the master? ”

I suddenly remembered the night I met the No. 63 tomb bell, and the Zhao Yuhong I saw looked like a weird paper man.

"Isn't that a hallucination? Zhao Yuhong is actually a paper man? It's just that this paper figure is too clever, ordinary people can't find any suspicions, that night, my eyes stimulated by the tomb bell were abnormal, and I happened to observe? ”

Every hair was about to break away from my body and run away.

Ning Yuru has a way to cast realistic illusions, and Xu Fulong, who Meng Yishuang can't see through, is active in front of us, so Jiang Zihuai and Jiang Zhao, who are far more powerful than Ning Yuru, are not unreasonable to control a paper figure that is fake and real.

I think of the housekeepers, maids, and bodyguards in the Jiang family's manor.

"Could it be that in the manor where I lived, everyone else except me was a paper man?"

I was shocked by what I was thinking.

"Waste that is not enough to succeed and more than enough to fail is waste!"

Jiang Zihuai roared like crazy, but he didn't destroy the utensils in the house, he just walked back and forth with his hair like that, and at a certain moment, he suddenly opened half of the curtains, opened the half-pulled windows, turned off the table lamp in the room, and was in the dark.

I couldn't figure out what he was doing.

But within a few minutes, I understood why he did it.

"Buzz!

The air suddenly shook and the wind was blowing, and when I came back to my senses, I almost shouted 'Mommy'.

A head popped out of the open window, what a head!

Not to mention the pale face, the point is that there is no nose, ears and mouth, only two black eyes remain, and the black hair on the back of the head of this thing flutters with the yin wind, and as soon as it turns over, it rolls in through the window.

And that's just the beginning.

The mist came with the yin wind, filling the room, and immediately after, three more 'non-humans' turned in, some of them only had half a head left, and some lacked arms, legs and feet, but without exception, there was no shadow, and the fog around them churned with blood-red light, which was blood, also known as evil, and the ghosts that had killed innocent people would carry evil.

These four have different images, but they are all extremely hideous, all of them are evil ghosts, evil ghosts that kill people.

Standing side by side in front of the old man, they suddenly knelt down in unison, and the ghost paws were placed on the part of the heart, obviously kneeling, which was the difference between the master and the slave.

"Have you ever found any trace of Jiang Du?"

The old man Jiang Zihuai looked at the four ghosts with an old face and asked this.

A female evil ghost with a mouth kept her mouth whispered: "The master is angry, his subordinates are incompetent, the whole city is searching, looking for a needle in a haystack, and there is really no trace of him." ”

I squinted at the scene and knew it.

Ning Yuru must have set up a hidden prohibition around the small inn so that he was not found by these demons, otherwise, we would be in danger.

"Bastard, idiot!"

The old man scolded angrily, and in the continuous explosion, the old man's palm glowed red, and hit the four ghosts in the face in a row, and the four ghosts rolled out, but immediately knelt there, shouting 'master is angry'.

"None of them are useful, I raised you for nothing!"

The old man pointed at the four ghosts and cursed, and after half a sound, he restrained his anger, and with a wave of his hand, the half-open window sash closed, the curtains were closed, and the room fell into darkness.