The strange singing voice that suddenly sounded in the morgue startled Feng Qianyi.

", Principal Jiang, why are there still people singing children's songs here?" As he spoke, he immediately took a step back and came to hide behind Jiang Mu.

Jiang Mugang wanted to answer Feng Qianyi.

It's just that in the morgue, the singing suddenly continued to sound, and it was this singing voice that was in a completely different tone from the previous sentence.

Hoarse, cold, ghost-like joking songs began to echo through the morgue.

"The corpse of the dead hand is put in the cupboard, and the corpse is new every day."

"The trick sound enters the brain to collect the memory, and the consciousness is controlled to detain the ghost slave."

After these two lines were sung, the morgue fell silent again.

Hearing these two lines of singing, Feng Qianyi's face changed, and she followed Jiang Mu closely, and whispered in a little panicked in her heart: "Principal Jiang, what is this?" ”

Yesterday, there was an old man covered in corpses in the cafeteria, and Sun Heng also looked like he was not human.

Today, in the hospital morgue, there are still ghostly songs that like to howl ghosts.

What's wrong with this world?

Feng Qianyi was puzzled, how did he feel that since he came to Jiangbei Normal University, these strange things came to him one by one?

Suddenly, Sun Heng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said in a slightly weak tone: "This should be a ghost, right?" ”

"Ghosts?"

Almost the moment he heard this word, Feng Qianyi's heart was shocked: "I'll just fucking say that Lao Tzu is a theist is right!" ”

But after reacting, his heart immediately cooled: "Then there is a ghost in the morgue now, aren't we going to die at the hands of this ghost?" ”

"And Principal Jiang." Sun Heng shook his head in a wheelchair: "We won't die." ”

Principal Jiang?

Feng Qianyi's eyes suddenly lit up, yes, and Principal Jiang!

The scene of Jiang Mu killing the corpse-spotted old man with a stick last night is still fresh in his memory!

There are President Jiang, the personnel of the relevant departments, which they specify security.

Thinking of this, Feng Qianyi's waist immediately straightened.

Jiang Mu didn't pay attention to Feng Qianyi's movements, but looked at Sun Heng and said with concern: "Are you awake?" Is there anything wrong with your body? ”

"No, I just feel a little cold." Sun Heng felt his body carefully, and then replied.

Jiang Mu nodded: "Let's go in and take a look, if there is anything wrong, tell me immediately." ”

Sun Heng agreed: "Don't worry, Principal Jiang." ”

Then, Jiang Mu pushed the wheelchair, and Feng Qianyi followed behind Jiang Mu and continued to walk into the morgue.

The aisles were lined with shelves for the bodies, which were placed in freezers.

Looking at the gloomy surroundings, Jiang Mu felt a little hairy in his heart.

This was the first time he had been back in the hospital morgue, and it must have been false to say that he was not afraid.

As long as he is a normal person, in the face of this situation, he is not scared to pee his pants, he is considered a hero.

After walking less than a few steps, Sun Heng suddenly shouted bitterly: "Ah! Principal Jiang, my fingers hurt a little! ”

Jiang Mu's eyes immediately fell on Sun Heng's nails, and found that the paper on them had not changed.

Then why did Sun Heng suddenly have a pain in his hand?

Suddenly, Feng Qianyi pointed to a place and shouted, "Principal Jiang, there's a music box here!" ”

These words made Jiang Mu stunned for a moment, and he looked in the direction of Feng Qianyi's finger.

Suddenly, a thing that was pitch black and shaped like a small piano appeared in front of Jiang Mu's eyes.

"What is this?"

Jiang Mu frowned and handed Sun Heng to Feng Qianyi. After taking out a large stick from his backpack, he walked over very cautiously.

Feng Qianyi did not forget to advise, "Principal Jiang be careful!" ”

"Hmm." Jiang Mu nodded, indicating that he knew.

In the dark, Jiang Mu stared at the little black piano with heavy eyes, and the flashlight of his mobile phone could barely illuminate everything around him.

The small black piano was on a shelf where the corpse was carried, and there was a white cloth next to it.

It was supposed to cover the corpse.

Jiang Mu silently opened the ghost eye and looked at it with the ghost eye.

On the small black piano, there are black air currents all over it, constantly circling and circling around.

"Is it a spiritual creature?"

Jiang Mu's frowning brows gradually eased, and he suddenly understood what was going on.

During the first deduction, Jiang Mu learned the word spirit object.

At the beginning, the spirit objects were some things that had been touched by the ghosts, and the later spirits contained a ghost inside.

It can also be said that spiritual objects are things that trap ghosts and are used as weapons.

Spiritual creatures, generally no one drives, it does not have the ability to kill people on its own initiative.

Or is it like a ghost, only when you touch the rules will you take the initiative to kill.

When Jiang Mu deduced it for the first time, he deduced a spiritual object called a ghost camera.

It's an A-class spiritual creature.

Anyone who is photographed by a ghost camera will become a ghost slave.

If a ghost camera captures a ghost, the ghost will be trapped in the photo, and if the photo is torn, the ghost will be released.

This spiritual creature was found in the southwest region of Great Xia, when many ghost riders died in Great Xia.

Jiang Mu planned to go to that place in advance in the future and get the ghost camera back.

It's a treasure.

It's just that what kind of spiritual creature is this little black piano in front of you?

Jiang Mu's brows furrowed, he wasn't sure what this little piano did or what the rules were.

After a few seconds of tension in his heart, Jiang Mu suddenly shook his head indifferently, "Forget it, I still have a big stick, so I'll smash this thing if it's a big deal." ”

There is a big stick, what are you afraid of?

However, for the sake of safety, Jiang Mu still released the starving ghost and the driver ghost.

"You, go get this thing." Jiang Mu commanded at the driver's ghost.

It's better to let the ghost take it than him, right?

"This is a spiritual thing?" After the driver came out, he looked at the little black piano with a suspicious expression, and his flesh and blood face revealed a bit of excitement.

For ghosts, having a spiritual object is simply like a fish in water.

It's a ghost itself, and he uses spiritual objects to increase his strength, and he won't worry about the revival of ghosts.

This is a blood-earned job!

The starving ghost repeated the two sentences in a low and hoarse voice: "Hungry, so hungry......"

Seeing that the driver didn't do anything for a long time, Jiang Mu frowned and urged: "Take it slippery, what do you see?" ”

The driver's ghost said impatiently: "Urging what?" Don't you see I'm looking? ”

In the next second, it seemed that he realized that he had scolded something, and the bloody face of the driver ghost was suddenly stunned.

It turned its head sharply to see that the black thread on its body was already moving.

The big stick is going to stab itself again?

？？？？

The driver's face turned white with fright, and he hurriedly apologized to Jiang Mu: "Mr. Jiang! I'm sorry! I shouldn't have been so rude to you just now! ”

Seeing this, Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

It seems that this big stick is really useful, the driver ghost was so crazy just now, and now he is so humble to himself.

I just don't know how the big stick tames the ghost.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mu glanced at the big stick in his hand with some curiosity.

But Jiang Mu didn't notice.

Feng Qianyi, who was not far away, saw this scene, her eyes were already as big as a bull's eye, and her mouth could be stuffed with an egg.

President Jiang, is this the basic operation of your relevant departments?