Kurotong Gan also agreed quickly, anyway, he only needs to mention it to his boss, and the specific situation depends on what Aozaki Orange thinks.

Just since he joined that company, he hasn't seen his boss receive any commission for more than a month, and now he can't even pay his salary.

Although the person in front of him looks very scary, he doesn't seem to have much malice, and he also said that the pay will be generous enough, so Hei Tonggan also thinks it is also an opportunity to save his boss from lying on the desk every day and complaining boringly.

"Then it's settled, and I'm looking forward to that Aozaki orange's reply." Zheng Shu smiled and nodded, and stood up from the chair.

After leaving his contact information, he left the room.

Looking at the door that Zheng Shu brought, Hei Tonggan was silent for a long time, and then he remembered what Zheng Shu said before, and looked at the two ceremonies lying on the hospital bed, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes.

"Half a year...... Can you really wake up? ”

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After leaving the ward, Zheng Shu did not leave the hospital directly, but wandered aimlessly on the floor where he was hospitalized.

Fortunately, this is a high-end hospital, and the floor where Zheng Shu is located is the most high-end single room, so there are not many people who see patients here, and doctors and nurses are rare.

Otherwise, with Zheng Shu's size, it would still be easy to attract the attention of others.

Following the breath similar to the necromancy, Zheng Shu finally found the room at the source.

Knock knock.

Zheng Shu curled his fingers and knocked lightly on the door, and a dull sound spread through the empty corridor, Zheng Shu, who had stood there and waited for a while, frowned, because he didn't hear any response from inside.

Wrong!

"Sorry, I came in." Raised his voice slightly and spoke into the room.

Zheng Shu reached out to the doorknob and opened the door, and what greeted her was a girl lying on the hospital bed as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, and some strange souls staring at her.

"Floating spirits?" Zheng Shu looked at the thing that didn't have any solid form like a white mist, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

Fragments of the souls of some creatures after death will float in the air like dust, which magicians call "distractions". Distractions themselves have no power, and even for magicians, they are almost useless scraps.

However, in some cases, these fragments will gradually gather together as they wander, forming a seemingly intact soul.

It's just that the souls formed in this way do not have self-consciousness, but only instinctive existences, which instinctively want to change back into their former selves, want human corpses, and such beings are "floating spirits".

The power of the "floating spirits" themselves is quite weak, and they can hardly affect ordinary humans, and even if they are healthy, humans will not even perceive their existence.

Only those who are extremely weak and on the verge of death, or magicians with special visions like Zheng Shu, can perceive their existence.

The concept of life and death in a place like a hospital is very strong, and there are many distracting thoughts in itself, and the probability of them gathering together to become floating spirits is higher, and a large number of floating spirits will gather together to form something that is enough to manifest the body, which is what ordinary people call "ghosts".

Whether it's a floating spirit or a ghost, the thirst for the body is extremely strong.

Zheng Shu thought of this, the golden color in his eyes flashed, and he just glanced at the floating spirit that was close to a ghost, and the surging flames that appeared out of thin air burned it into nothingness from the inside out.

Walking quickly to the side of the hospital bed, Zheng Shu glanced at the name marked on the side of the bed: Kimura Xinmei.

"It's not a witch stripe mist, is it a victim?" Zheng Shu's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect that Wutiao Mist Painting would start searching for "companions" so early.

However, in retrospect, in the original book, it was June when the incident occurred, and there were a total of eight victims.

However, even if the Wujo Fog Painting was transformed into a "doppelganger" by the Wild Wild Sect Lotus, it doesn't have much charm ability, and if you want the victim to jump off the building obediently, the most important thing is actually to confuse their souls.

After a little checking, just as Zheng Shu imagined, the soul of the girl in front of her had disappeared.

In the Moon World, human existence is made up of three parts, the body, the soul, and the spirit, which are the elements of the Trinity.

The body is the interface that directly interacts with the material world, the soul is the medium that communicates with the body and the spirit, and the spirit represents self-awareness and cognition of the world.

In terms of a computer, it is probably the difference between hardware, software, and stored internal data.

Although the girl in front of her seemed to be just asleep, it was actually due to the lack of soul that caused her body to continue to function. If she didn't get her soul back, her body would have been sleeping like a vegetative state.

In fact, the connection between the human soul and the body is not as close as ordinary people think, and in many cases, the soul will unconsciously leave the shackles of the body for various reasons, such as some so-called "soul disorders".

However, because the soul cannot stay in the physical realm for long without the intervention of a magician, even if the symptoms of the soul leaving the body appear, the soul will soon return to the body following the connection with the body.

But there is also an unexpected situation, if for some reason the soul is often separated from the body for too long, then the connection between the two will be weakened, and eventually there will be a complete loss of harmony, such as this is usually guided by supernatural forces.

When the harmony between the soul and the body is lost, the soul will unconsciously want to "return" to the place where they were before. And in order to get rid of the shackles of the flesh, most of the methods they choose are "suicide".

So at the beginning, there was no intention of killing others, but there are still people who die because of this, and here's why.

She thought that she was simply looking for a playmate, but she didn't know that frequently leaving the soul of the body would make the other person's soul and body more and more out of balance, and eventually lead to the suicide of the "playmate".

And the Witch Strip Fog Paint himself has also distorted his will as a "human" because he frequently leaves his soul, and this way of thinking has become more and more similar to that of spirit creatures, that is, he has become more indifferent to human life.

For spirit creatures, the flesh is just a cage that binds them, and the soul that can fly freely is the subject of freedom.

"Because you've been locked up inside the hospital, do you yearn for the outside?" Zheng Shu lowered his eyes, "Sure enough, in the world of magicians, the more pure the desire, the easier it is to go to the extreme, and the stronger the power obtained." ”

The Wutiao family where the Wutiao fog painting is located itself is a branch of the Wujing family, one of the four major exorcism families in Guanbuzi City, and the characteristic of this family is that you can see some things that ordinary people can't see by overdrawing your eyesight.

As a member of the family's bloodline, the strength of the witch strip fog painting itself should be extremely weak, but because of the extreme desire to be able to go out, she has obtained a powerful "overlook" even in her own family.

The trade, of course, was that she was completely blind and could only see spirits.

Araya Zonglian also transformed her into a doppelganger based on this talent of Wujo Mist Painting.

"No wonder there are floating spirits here, and suddenly a new 'house' has lost its owner, and these flesh-seeking guys will naturally follow their instincts and run over."

"Fortunately, there is still time."

Zheng Shu observed the situation of the girl on the hospital bed, the other party's soul should have just left the body not long ago, so there was no big problem with the body, and the reason why it was able to attract the floating spirit was entirely because this was a hospital.

However, Zheng Shu felt that it was better to get the other party's soul back as soon as possible, after all, such a good "body" was placed in a place like a hospital, as long as it took a while to make the connection between the soul and the body weaker and weaker, those floating spirits would rush to grab it.

At that time, even if the girl in the bed wakes up again, it will no longer be herself, but the chaotic soul that is dominated by instinct.

Zheng Shu was about to leave the ward when he suddenly paused and looked at the wall on the other side of the ward: "Huh? Such a fast reaction speed, and this amount and grade ...... Is there so many souls gathered in this hospital? ”

Recalling the scene he had seen in the two ritual wards before, Zheng Shu probably had a guess in his heart: "I see, was he attracted in advance?" If it is said that it has been continuously attracted for a year and a half, then it is understandable that such a large number has been gathered. ”

As Zheng Shu's words fell, a large white mist appeared in the ward, it. They easily walked through the concrete-poured walls and greedily threw themselves at their bodies on the hospital bed.

Zheng Shu brushed his body with these white mists, and when he touched his face, it felt like a mist containing cold wind, of course, if it was an ordinary person, he would probably feel an inexplicable chill the moment he came into contact with these white mist.

"Not bad!" Zheng Shu's eyes lit up, "This amount is a bit valuable." ”

The value of a single floating spirit is not very high, and for many magicians, they are even too lazy to care, but the gathering of a large number of floating spirits is another concept.

The essence of these things is the soul of chaos, no matter how chaotic they are, after collecting them, they can extract soul-related materials from them.

In the world of magicians, everything related to the soul, even a little bit of material, has great value, especially for puppeteers.

"It's really good luck, and I'm still worried about what kind of reward I want to bring to see that Aozaki orange." Zheng Shu looked at the white mist that filled the entire room, and raised his hand with a smile.

“！！！”

The obscure language came out of his mouth, and this was the magic that Zheng Shu had learned through his studies in the past few years.

Surges of magic poured out of his body, forming a crystalline substance that looked like a diamond-shaped crystal in the middle and upper part of his palm.

Along with Zheng Shu's chanting, lines representing magic also appeared inside the crystal, Zheng Shu's chanting speed was very fast, and the inside of the crystal was soon engraved with runes.

Call!

The moment the crystal was engraved with runes, the white mist that poured into the room seemed to sense some danger and fled desperately, but it was a pity that it was a little too late for them to escape.

An inexplicable suction came from the crystal, and the surrounding white mist-like floating spirits were like wood caught by the whirlpool of the sea, no matter how hard they tried to escape, they could only watch their bodies being sucked into the crystal little by little.

At the moment when all the mist was about to be sucked into the crystal, dozens of different faces appeared in the mist, revealing painful and hideous expressions, and then the mist contracted violently, and then these faces also collapsed into white mist, which was absorbed by the crystal little by little.

The huge number of floating spirits was easily collected by Zheng Shu, but it also seemed to have touched some mechanism, and a deafening roar of anger erupted in a realm that ordinary people could not perceive.

"Buzz ......"

"It's in good condition, it seems that the floating spirits attracted by the roots of the two rituals are quite good in both quality and quantity."

Zheng Shu looked at the magic crystal in his hand that had turned gray and nodded with satisfaction, then retracted it into his pocket, and then turned his head to look in the direction where the roar came from, with an even more surprised smile on his face:

"There's an windfall? That's right, such a large number of floating spirits gathered together will definitely be able to give birth to higher-level necromancy, it turns out that part of the aura I felt before was emitted by this guy of yours. ”

With a roar similar to a buzzing sound, a monster completely different from the white mist appearance of the floating spirits appeared in the room, its body was almost pitch black in color, and the form of the body seemed to be exceptionally clear.

With the appearance of this necromancer, the temperature of the surrounding air seems to have dropped quite a bit.

Feeling the change in the surrounding temperature, and the room that had suddenly darkened since the appearance of this necromancer, Zheng Shu's face was even more surprised: "In addition to being able to interfere with the real world, can you already affect the surrounding environment, the quality is much more beneficial than I expected at the beginning." ”

Feeling Zheng Shu's gaze like looking at his prey, there seemed to be anger in the originally chaotic head of the necromancer. it

The bony claws on his hands suddenly stretched out, looking like ten scimitars, and blue soul flames burned in the skull-shaped eye sockets.

The sharp bone claws slashed through the cold trajectory in mid-air, stabbing at Zheng Shu's eyes fiercely.

Bite!

In the face of the enemy's attack, Zheng Shu didn't have any intention of dodging at all, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

The bone claw that could easily cut through the stake stabbed his eyeballs as if it had hit some solid metal, not only did not leave a single scar, but the attacking bone claws were easily shattered by the force of the rebound.

"Buzz !!"

Seeing that his attack was ineffective, the necromancer let out a silent roar, and the originally broken bone claw was restored to its original state in the next instant, pure physical damage was ineffective for such a spirit, unless magic was used, it would never be able to inflict real damage on it.

"Yes, it's a shame to give this away." Zheng Shu stretched out his hand towards the necromancer in front of him.

As if sensing danger, the necromancer wails and tries to escape the room.

But it was too late, Zheng Shu's palm exuded a terrifying suction, no matter how hard the necron tried to break free, it couldn't escape the shackles of suction, it could only watch in horror as its body collapsed little by little and turned into crystal fragments gathered into Zheng Shu's palm.

"It's not bad, there's an extra bonus." Zheng Shu looked at a blue crystal condensed by the soul in his palm and let out a satisfied smile.

"But since this has happened, it means that things are in trouble." Zheng Shu thought for a moment after putting away the soul crystal.

Glancing at the time outside that was already close to dusk, Zheng Shu thought for a moment, and once again chanted strange language in his mouth, but this time he was not chanting magic runes, but dragon scripts.

The surging magic energy poured out of the body, transforming into the fire elemental under the action of the spirit of words.

Under Zheng Shu's deliberate control, these fire elements quickly spread out around the hospital's inpatient building, and soon completely enveloped the entire hospital.

"This density ...... It should be almost enough. After a little estimate, Zheng Shu snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

With the crisp snapping of fingers, the fire element that spread throughout the hospital was "detonated" by Zheng Shu at the same moment, and the people in the entire hospital could feel that the sky that was already dusk seemed to suddenly brighten up.

Some people who were so weak that they could slightly sense the presence of floating spirits could even hear faint screams.

"Ahh

A small exclamation came from the other wards, and Zheng Shu's ears caught the sound accurately.

The spirit of words released by him can not only clean up the floating spirits in the entire hospital, but also with the help of the adjustment of divine power, it can also make the physical activity of all living beings in this range increase explosively in an instant.

Zheng Shu didn't know what kind of method Araya Zonglian was based on to transform the doppelganger of the Wutiao Mist Painting, but he knew that no matter what method was used, in order to prevent the Wutiao Mist Painting from dying in a short period of time, there must still be a certain connection between her soul and body.

And the body of the person who releases the soul out of the body has always been the biggest weakness, and people like Wu Tiao Fog Painting who dare to go out of the body without any protection are also considered ignorant and fearless.

When the body's activity is activated in an instant, the connection between the body and the soul will also increase dramatically in a short period of time, so no matter what kind of technique, the influence will eventually force the unsheathed soul back into the body.

Just like now, the girl lying on the hospital bed next to Zheng Shu was accompanied by a violent tremor in her body, and her eyes began to open dimly.

But by the time her sight was fully restored, Zheng Shu had already left the ward.

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Witch Strip Fog Awoke from her bed, unable to see with her completely blind eyes, she could still feel the clear changes in light and shade.

What's more, because of her own talent, she can see more clearly in the soul state, and coupled with the pain she felt in her body again, Wu Tiao Mist immediately understood that she was back in this cage-like body.

"What's going on?"

Wu Tiao Fog Painting was a little puzzled, since the self-proclaimed friend of her father's friend Araya Zonglian had transformed her body, Wu Tiao Fog Painting's out-of-body soul painting had never failed.

"It's the first time I've seen someone as bold as you, don't you know that a body without a soul is fragile?"

A voice suddenly came from the side, and it was only then that Wu Tiao Mist was surprised that there was actually a person beside him.

"Who?!" Witch Mist turned his face to where the sound came from, his face still filled with irrepressible horror.

Although her eyesight had been completely lost after awakening her abilities, it had been replaced by a clearer sense of the soul and a "bird's-eye" view from above.

Coupled with the five senses that have become more acute after losing their eyesight, if you really look at it in terms of observation ability, Wujo Foge thinks that she is more sensitive than before she lost her eyesight.

But don't talk about it just now, even after this person spoke out now, Wu Tiao Fog still didn't "see" the existence of the other party.

Both the perception of the soul and the "overlook" she awakened were rendered useless, as if the person who made the voice did not exist.

However, the increasingly serious sense of oppression in the room and the huge sense of presence made Wu Tiao Wuhua understand that the other party was really standing in front of him.

Zheng Shu looked at the Wutiao fog painting in front of him with great interest.

On the white hospital bed, the weak girl sits on it. Under the loose hospital gown are slender hands and feet, slender eyebrows with cold eyes, black hair is scattered behind the back, as smooth as silk, with skin that has become fairer due to frequent out-of-body experiences, coupled with the elegance from a famous family, she is undoubtedly a top beauty.

The only fly in the ointment is probably the dull eyes.

However, relying on his own divinity, Zheng Shu can also sense the bad state of Wu Tiao's body.

Her body was almost a mess, her lungs were almost completely broken, and even the slightest breath would feel like a knife cut.

The skin covered by the hospital gown has large ulcers everywhere, and the redness and swelling caused by various inflammations in the body have increased wantonly, and some of them have even shown symptoms of cancer.

If it weren't for the support of the magic in the body of the witch strip fog painting, ordinary people would have died a long time ago if they were eroded by the disease.

(End of chapter)