Liangcheng, Lianghe Hospital.

Downstairs in the ward.

He Chuntao took out his mobile phone and called the nurse service desk in the ward building.

"Hello you?"

"Hello, I want to ask, is the family member of the patient in bed No. 2 of the **** ward gone? I am also a family member of the patient, and my name is He Chuntao. ”

"I'll take a look later."

"Hello, the family of the patient Wang Chaoqiang has left half an hour ago, and his father specially told him when he left, saying that if there is a family visit, let us contact him, do you see?"

"Don't!"

He Chuntao hurriedly said: "Don't! I've had a bit of an unpleasant relationship with my man recently, the child is lying in a hospital bed, and I don't want him to see a parental feud. ”

"Okay, then come here, by the way, the balance on Wang Chaoqiang's hospitalization account is not much, please remember to pay."

"Good, good!"

After hanging up the phone, He Chuntao carefully observed the surroundings and walked towards the ward building avoiding people.

She has been very careful since she walked near the hospital.

Originally, according to He Chuntao's idea, the most perfect plan should be for her to inherit a child from her relative's house.

It is not surprising that He Chuntao can have such an idea.

When she was young, she lived in the countryside, and it was normal for a family in the village to have no children, and it was normal for her to pass from a relative's family.

He Chuntao wanted to use the excuse that his child was terminally ill and also adopted a child.

Then use the life and death charm on his son and the child who passed away, and exchange the lives of two people.

When the time comes, he said that he accidentally killed the child, manslaughter, and even if he was in prison, he would not be sentenced to death.

What's more, if the action is secretive, it won't even alarm the police!

However, every child is the heart of the parents, and He Chuntao thought very well, but all the relatives she knew who had just had children at home rejected her proposal to "step a child into her own home".

Some even hung up the phone on the spot.

He Chuntao thought in his heart, only to feel that life was getting more and more difficult.

When she arrived at the door of the ward, she carefully leaned against the door and listened to the movement inside, and then pushed the door in softly.

Wang Chaoqiang's hospital bed is in the second bed in the middle.

He Chuntao walked over lightly, looking at the pale young man lying on the hospital bed who was sleeping, and his eyes turned red.

The young man sleeping on the hospital bed was He Chuntao's son, Wang Chaoqiang.

In recent days, Wang Chaoqiang has been sleeping longer and longer, and the doctor's critical illness notice has been issued several times.

Covering the quilt that Wang Chaoqiang was covering and was about to hang to the ground on the side of the hospital bed, He Chuntao sat on the side and watched silently.

She clutched her satchel tightly in one hand and wiped her tears with the other, and she watched it like this for about half an hour.

He Chuntao was ready to leave.

If you want your son to live, you can't just look at it like this.

"Super strong, mom will do everything she can to let you survive!"

He Chuntao choked up and stood up, she habitually looked at the hospital beds on both sides, and saw that the uncle on the No. 1 bed over there was looking at Wang Chaoqiang's bed.

Suddenly, He Chuntao shuddered suddenly!

She thought that her son was seriously ill and had a hard time sleeping and turning over, so how could the quilt on her body hang to the side?!

Realizing this problem, she raised her feet and was about to leave!

Result –

Under the hospital bed, a powerful man's big hand grabbed her ankle!

He Chuntao looked back, and she saw her man's bloodshot red eyes lying under the hospital bed!

"Where's the thing? Give me! ”

The man's hysterical voice matched the twisted and hideous face, like a demon lying on the ground.

......

Under the ancient city walls, the dark room at the bottom of the lake.

Yang Ning frowned slightly.

In front of him, the dried corpse of the "dog thing" whose bones had been burned black actually gave in.

It whispered "Hmm" as the dwarf next to it wrote on the paper with trembling hands.

Just now, Yang Ning first burned the dried corpse on a fire, preparing to take it away in waves.

But thinking of his agreement with it, he switched to low heat and slow burning.

Originally, the dry corpse had withstood the fire and was ready to go in waves, but it couldn't withstand the small fire that slowly burned on its body little by little.

After all, no matter how fierce the fire is, it will be like that, but how long the small fire can burn depends on someone's mind.

The dry corpse glanced at the small flame on his body, "Huh? ”

The dwarf who was writing the eight characters of his birthday on the paper asked Yang Ning in a trembling voice: "Guest, guest, it's too big, no, it's a dog thing to ask, ask when can the fire on its body be extinguished?" ”

Yang Ning was puzzled: "Extinguished?" Is it in such a hurry? The game isn't over yet, so why don't you live a little longer? ”

"I've lived for hundreds of years, and I still care about this moment and a half?"

Dry corpse: "Mmmm......mm

Dwarf: "Guest, the dog thing said, with a flame dancing on his body, uncomfortable. ”

Yang Ning: "Well, if you let it report two more wrong characters, it will be even more uncomfortable." ”

"The thirty-first day of the lunar month is really a good and auspicious day."

Gnome: "......"

There is no 31st in the lunar calendar, only the solar calendar.

The lunar month is a lunar calendar, so the "thirty-first day of the lunar month" is completely a non-existent date.

The dwarf in charge of translation and transcription was nervous and frightened, but he didn't even notice this problem.

The dwarf turned his head to look at the dried corpse, and the pitch-black "dog thing" hurriedly whispered!

The dwarf pursed his lips, silently crossed out two of the few characters he had written, and began to write again.

He asked Yang Ning cautiously as he wrote: "Guest, this kind of thing is pushing people's eight characters, for you, it should be, and it is not difficult?" ”

Yang Ning closed his eyes and knocked on the table, and simply spit out two words: "I'm lazy." ”

It didn't take long for the dwarf to respectfully hand Yang Ning the nine written birth dates.

Yang Ning didn't even look at it, a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and the rune paper with the eight characters of the nine birthdays written on it didn't ignite the flames, so it turned into ashes directly in the hands of the dwarf!

The dwarf was stunned by the scene in front of him!

"None, formless spiritual fire?! Y-You've cultivated the Heavenly Technique?! ”

Yang Ning glanced at him coldly, and said lightly: "Rare and strange!" ”

He picked up the silver bell he had taken out of the cloth bag he had brought with him and shook it gently.

Jingle Bell!

A pleasant voice sounded.

Yang Ning coughed lightly twice and said, "Everyone, little Karami, listen well, my following speech is very important to you. ”

"Because your lives are at stake."

"I didn't go out of the mountain before, so I won't mention the past."

"From today onwards, from the moment I say this, in this land, who dares to make life and death talismans again-"

"I'm going to kill someone."

After speaking, the corners of Yang Ning's mouth showed a smile on his face, and he said softly: "Forehead? It seems that there is a Taoist friend who is very unlucky? ”

"We're not the domineering people, this fellow Daoist, please destroy the life and death talisman in your hand that is ready to be sent, thank you."

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