In the middle of the night, the city is brightly lit on the roads. People in this era have become accustomed to going to bed late and late, and there are still many people in high-rise buildings who continue to operate as usual.

In the hustle and bustle of the city, it is extremely difficult to find an apartment building with a quiet environment.

The apartment in front of me seemed to be hidden in a thick fog of ink, and its outline could only be seen in the black shadows that stood tall.

In this quiet night, a faint light shimmered through the windows of the first floor not far away. It's like a twinkling star, and it's not real to look at.

"Hum~", the phone on the desk vibrated a little. Immediately, a mechanical female voice rang out in the silent living room.

【There is a new order in your area, location: Zhanjiang Municipal People's Hospital,

Deceased: Wang Zhaoli, age: 89 years old, cause of death: death]

【Do you take orders?】

A fair-skinned and slender hand put down the water glass in his hand and picked up the mobile phone he had just reported. He casually clicked on the message, glanced at it, and pressed to take the order.

"Yan Yan, let's live" Lu Zhiye raised his eyes to look at the next room and shouted softly.

After a while, a small bun, estimated to be four or five years old, ran out of the wall. ran to Lu Zhiye's side, and said in a milky voice, "Brother Ye, hug"

Lu Zhiye reached out and picked him up into his arms, walked a few steps to the window, and only heard him say a word silently.

"Municipal People's Hospital, teleportation" Then the warm yellow light of the apartment naturally went out, and the large and small figures also disappeared into the dark night.

Municipal People's Hospital

In the emergency room, there was an old man with gray hair lying on his back. He was covered in smoky white smoke. It was impossible to see his dignity clearly, and the old man looked at the people crying in front of the hospital bed calmly.

A group of middle-aged men and women guarding his body were bidding farewell to the old man in the way of crying in their hometown.

"Wang Zhaoli" The old man turned around stiffly, looking for the source of the voice.

He was 89 years old and a native of Xining County, southeast of Qiandong. Died on August 19 in the year of Xin Chou, at 11:28 in the middle of the night," Lu Zhiye checked his information one by one.

"Check to see if there is any error in the information, and if not, sign it"

The old man didn't seem surprised by his existence, or between life and death that he had rescued many times, he had already seen another existence in this world.

He stretched out his translucent, old and wrinkled hands and wrote his name tremblingly.

Outside the door of the synchronous emergency room, an abrupt car horn sounded. An ambulance came to a speed, and ambulance crews pushed a pregnant woman out of the car.

She was crying out in pain, her whole body curled up in pain. The ambulance staff patiently comforted her, but her condition was not optimistic, and in the second six months of pregnancy, she fell and bleed profusely.

The attending medical staff were already waiting in the hall. As soon as the emergency room door opened, a group of doctors rushed forward to check on the patient.

"How's she doing?"

"Very critical, bleeding heavily"

"The patient's blood pressure has been dropping, has the blood group been measured? Tell the blood bank to quickly bring the plasma over and go directly to the operating room."

The medical staff trotted all the way against the clock to get the patient into the operating room.

"Hey, doctor, she's okay, she's ...... She's bleeding so much, she's going to be fine," asked a red-faced, drunk-smelling man.

"Don't ask now, a nurse will come to inform you in a while that your wife's condition is critical and you can't afford to delay time"

"The little girl in my arms, if it drops, there are already so many girls in our family, what's the hurry" followed by her, and the unkempt old woman said disapprovingly.

"Okay, don't give her medicine, we don't have any money, the village party secretary really has nothing to call us an ambulance, how much does it cost to come to this big hospital?"

"My mother is right, yes, I didn't bring any money with us. You try to save us a little bit."

The doctors present looked back at the mother and son in disbelief, but now they were too short of time to argue with the two ignorant people.

Yan Yan raised his head, but his face was actually gray and gray, and he didn't see it in the warm yellow light of the apartment, but under the white light of the hospital, he found that he was pale all over his body, and he didn't have any blood and popularity.

"Brother Night, can't I be reincarnated?"

Lu Zhiye gently rubbed his little head and said comfortingly: "It's okay, brother will help you find the right person."

He squatted down and gently picked up the little bun. The little fellow lay on his shoulder and sulked.

Lu Zhiye just saw off the old man who was dying, and only then walked out of the compartment of the emergency room, his eyes inadvertently swept to the woman on the hospital bed who was giving first aid, he turned back and stood at the original point, with a slight surprise in his eyes. Then he turned to follow the hospital bed that had been hurriedly pushed away.

Yan Yan, the little bun in his arms, accidentally fell into the water a year ago and died in an accident, and happened to be received by him.

But the little guy didn't want to go to the Yin and Yang Realm by himself. sneaked up on him every day, but he had no choice but to let the little guy follow him.

And he has been helping this little guy find a suitable opportunity for his reincarnation, and now he is urgently pushed into the operating room, and the expectant mother who is in danger is the next mother he found for Xiao Baozi. Apparently, Yan Yan also recognized her just now.

This woman is extremely consistent with Xiao Baozi in terms of both the eight characters and the life personality, and they have been waiting for her since she was three months pregnant, but why did she have an accident now.

Lu Zhiye took a deep look at the operating room, and saw that she would be at least in her sixties in her life, what was going on.

"Who moved her life?"

Lu Zhiye looked at the door of the operating room, faintly shrouded in cyan smoke, and wondered: "Green smoke? She did it of her own free will."

People who have just passed away will be eliminated from obsession and sent to the Yin and Yang Realm, waiting for the soul to gather and stabilize before entering the underworld, and until then they have maintained a translucent looming form.

The little ghost who enters the underworld but does not go to reincarnation will be almost the same as when he was alive after a long time. But when they're emotional or extremely angry. It will change into the horrible and abominable or bloody appearance of them before they die.

Except for those who have become powerful ghosts or ghosts who have been unwilling to reincarnate for a long time and slowly twisted, or lonely ghosts who have been wandering in the world for a long time. These ghosts can transform themselves at any time.

The so-called green smoke is an expression of willingness to give his life. In exchange for something that you can't ask for, the price of this exchange is to use your own life to conclude a life and death contract with others.

White smoke is generally some normal birth, old age, sickness and death.

Red smoke means that they have great grievances or are unwilling to die unjustly, so they will generally handle the case carefully, and if they are not careful, they may anger those ghosts, causing them to become powerful ghosts.

Purple smoke, most of them died accidentally.

Black smoke is taboo for living people, and black smoke will be emitted when a living person dies. Or people who have been killed by extremely cruel means.

But sometimes there are some causes of death and some causal relationships involved, which can also lead to smog and make it impossible to determine the true cause of death of the deceased.

But this woman turned out to be Qingyan, what could make her a person with Liujia in arms, and she would not hesitate to exchange her life for it. It didn't look like she was committing suicide.