Chapter 15 Hit *Fly* Machine

The group of ghosts took photos, and the corpses turned out. This night's event came to an end.

Yong Bowen and Liu Yi walked out of the Wind Tower and took a long breath at the same time. They looked at each other with a relaxed smile on their faces. The common experience of almost dying has made the initial unhappiness between the two disappear without a trace. On the contrary, they have a kind of intimate feeling of living and dying together.

"The moon is good today." Liu Yi looked up at the sky and said a meaningless word.

Although the feng shui array is especially present at this moment, because the ghosts have been exhausted, the atmosphere of resentment has been swept away, and the night sky, which was originally covered by the wind and fog, has become particularly clear. A crescent moon hangs diagonally in the western sky, half a day of moonlight is like water, half a day of starlight, and there are no clouds in the night sky. At a glance, I only feel that the dark sky is very high, and my chest seems to be wide.

"Yes, the moon..." Yong Bowen agreed with his mouth. He looked up at the curved moon that had already slanted to the west. His heart jumped and asked in a trembling voice, "What time is it now?"

"It's past twelve o'clock." Liu Yi took out his mobile phone and took a look. He sighed, "It's going so fast. It's already midnight."

"It's past twelve o'clock?" Yong Bowen's face was gray, "Then haven't we been tossing around here for more than three hours?"

"Yes." Liu Yi finally noticed that Yong Bowen's face was not right. "What's the matter?"

"This is terrible." Yong Bowen let out a miserable howling, "It's over. I'm going to die this time."

Fei Dingxin, who followed, was shocked and his voice changed with nervousness. "Is there something wrong?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yong Bowen said with a sad face, "My girlfriend was injured and went to the hospital. I just called and was limited to see her within four hours, but now unless it's flying..."

When Fei Dingxin saw that Engong was in trouble, he quickly asked, "Which hospital is she in?"

Yong Bowen's face was sad, and his face was much more ugly than the hundreds of ghosts just now. "Mingren Hospital, even if you drive there now, it will take more than three hours to get to the place..."

Fei Dingxin took out his mobile phone and said, "Bear the blue bird over," and then turned his head to comfort him, "This is easy to do. Tianshi, don't worry, I will definitely let you get there in time."

Yong Bowen was skeptical when he heard it, but it was not easy to ask, so he went back to the wind building to pick up all the ghost-catching equipment in the place, and asked Fei Dingxin for a backpack, and put the jade bottle gourd with ghosts in the bag.

A few minutes later, there was a loud noise from outside the building. He ran to the door of the building and saw the strong wind blowing, and a small helicopter was slowly landing on the lawn in front of the building.

"Master, please get on the plane. There must be time." Fei Dingxin pointed to the plane with a proud expression.

Yong Bowen and Liu Yi looked at each other and had the same emotion in their hearts, "Rich man..."

Liu Yi didn't want to stay here anymore. Now he made an appointment with Fei Dingxin, so he got on the plane with Yong Bowen.

After the pilot controlled the plane to take off, he asked, "Do you go directly to Mingren Hospital?"

Yong Bowen said, "No, go to Lao Zhao Roast Chicken Shop on Donghe Street to buy chicken wings first."

Liu Yi said with a smile, "Brother, if you want to say that the roast chicken wings in our Spring City are the most authentic in Jufu Building, why don't you go there to buy them?"

Yong Bowen shook his head and explained, "My girlfriend's favorite grilled chicken wings of Lao Zhao is said to have a pure taste. Although the chicken wings of Jufulou are very heavy, they don't have that pure natural taste."

The helicopter roared straight to the city. Yong Bowen looked down at Feijia Manor, but saw that the rows of small houses were all standing in the moonlight. The huge shadow of the high cliff hid the manor behind the wind tower in the darkness because of the orientation. Looking at it from a high sky, it was like a huge Irregular yin and yang Taiji diagram is average, half bright, half dark, half yin and half yang. Looking back on the thrilling scene just now, he couldn't help but feel a real feeling like a dream. He touched the jade bottle in his backpack, but the cold feeling clearly told him that everything had happened just now.

Lao Zhao Roast Chicken Store is located at the intersection of Donghe Street and Daxing Street. Although the pavement is not large, it opens a door in two directions to the southeast, and the large glass window falls to the ground. Two smiling Donald Ducks stand on it, which is extremely eye-catching. Because of Lao Zhao's good craftsmanship, the store business has always been good. But it's just that it's good, which can't be compared with the business of big stores. Today, a restaurant prepared a banquet and ordered a hundred roast chickens at a time, which was a rare big business, so the store was busy with the boss Zhao and two clerks until after 11 o'clock.

The three of them dragged their tired bodies and cleaned up. As soon as they closed the door of the store, they heard a huge roar from outside. The wind swept the little dust and sand on the street and hit the door panel, making a crisp and dense sound.

The three of them were curious and were about to go out to see what had happened, but the iron scroll door was suddenly banged, and a slightly anxious voice shouted, "Is anyone there?"

Lao Zhao didn't know what was going on. He quickly opened the door and a strong wind poured in. He pushed him back a few steps before he stood still. He looked out. The first thing he saw was the helicopter parked in the center of the street.

A young man was standing outside the door. When he saw Lao Zhao open the door, he said, "Does the boss still have roast chicken wings?"

"Yes, there is, please come in." When Lao Zhao saw that this man actually came to buy roast chicken wings by helicopter, he thought it was a big deal. He couldn't help but be a little complacent and politely let the people go to the store. At the same time, he asked, "How much do you want?"

Yong Bowen said without thinking, "Come on, five, it's better."

"This must have come from the name. I plan to taste it first, and if it's delicious, I'll order it in large quantities." When Lao Zhao thought about it like this, he was even more happy. He ran over and took off five wings from the freshly roasted roast chicken to give the guests a taste.

"How much is it in the bag?" As Yong Bowen said, he took out his wallet.

Lao Zhao was excited by his idea and didn't consider the meaning of the other party's words. He repeatedly said, "No money, no money. I think I gave you to taste these wings. How can I collect money?"

Yong Bowen was a little confused by Lao Zhao's care. He had never heard of such a thing, but looking at Lao Zhao's resolute appearance, coupled with his eagerness to leave, he said nothing more. He took the chicken wings wrapped by the clerk, nodded and thanked him, and then turned away.

Lao Zhao stared at Yong Bowen to board the plane and felt that something was wrong. He quickly shouted at the top of his voice, "Sir, have you finished tasting it? How much do you plan to order?

The loud noise of the helicopter propeller suppressed Lao Zhao's voice full of expectation. Yong Bowen sat in the plane and saw Lao Zhao's mouth open. He thought he was saying goodbye, so he waved his hand with a smile. The helicopter then roared up to the sky.

Lao Zhao opened his mouth and came to his senses after a long time. Finally, he realized that he had made a big mistake. He couldn't help spitting on the ground angrily and scolded, "Grandma, you are a rich man. You have to take a helicopter when you come out to buy chicken wings in the middle of the night.

There was nothing else this time. Yong Bowen took a plane and went straight to Mingren Hospital.

When the helicopter arrived at the hospital, there were only three minutes left before Ailiyun's last time limit.

Yong Bowen took out the light-body skills he had practiced over the years. Before the helicopter completely landed, he jumped down with his bag. He rushed into the hospital with three or two arrows, came to the front of the service desk, and asked repeatedly, "Which ward is Ai Liyun in?"

"Surgical 303." The nurse on duty quickly checked the ward.

"Thank you." Although he was anxious, his voice sounded politely.

"You're welcome." The little nurse looked up with a smile, only to find that there was not even a figure in front of the service desk. A bunch of ghost stories from the hospital that she had heard before immediately came to her mind. She couldn't help but panic. She shrank on the chair and trembled. She covered her mouth with her hand and didn't scream.

At this time, the roar of several streets from the helicopter has shocked the doctors, nurses and patients in the hospital. With the spirit of the Chinese people watching the bustle and not afraid of death, all those who are free, sleepless and able to move hurriedly ran out of the building. They wanted to see what was going on, but the doctors and workers were in a hurry. Nurse The patients helped each other in groups of teams, which was so lively that no one noticed the little nurse who huddled behind the service desk and was scared to be weak all over.

Looking at the lively situation below, the driver didn't dare to go down. He pulled back to the sky again and turned his head to ask Liu Yi, "Sir, where are you going?" The tone is skillful and enthusiastic. It is estimated that this person drove a taxi before.

"Go to the Ginza Building." Liu Yi is very proud of the driver. He is very proud. You should know that everyone has a chance to take a taxi, but this flight is a rare one in his life.