Chapter 3 There are ghosts in the hospital

"Should we go over and help?"

Yong Bowen was not sure whether he should help the obviously dangerous woman, so he wanted to discuss with Isuzu Jiabingwei. But Isuzu Jiabingwei immediately nod his head, walked over and took the drunken man out of the flesh and blood, carrying her belt, as if she were carrying a chicken, dripping blood dripping from her body, with the motionless state, which made her look more like a corpse.

A big man with a little girl on the back of a knife at his waist, carrying a female corpse full of blood in his hand, walked through the dark and gloomy street.

Well, it's really a potential horror film scene.

Isuzu Jiabingwei asked, "What should I do with her?"

Yong Bowen thought for a moment and said, "Take her and find a place to rest. You can't leave her on the street. It's too dangerous to be so messy here..."

Isuzu Jiabingwei stopped talking and took the female corpse. No, it was a female drunkard. Following Yong Bowen, according to the previous guidance of the female drunken man, he walked to the intersection and went to the hotel first. It's just a shabby second floor, which looks far worse than those small hostels in China. The person on duty at the front desk is a fat man. He doesn't know Chinese, but he can speak a few words of bad English. Compared with the English level of Yongda Tianshi, it is just half a catty and eight taels. It can be said that the opponent will meet a good talent. It took the two of them talk and draw together. It took them ten minutes to figure out one of the simplest questions. There are really no rooms in the hotel.

Yong Bowen had to turn back to the abandoned hospital.

The hospital is already located on the edge of the town, behind which is a dense coconut grove. There are a total of five bungalows in a row. The doors and windows are dilapidated, the walls are covered with moss, and you can also see the charred black traces of the fire. There is also a tattered signboard hanging on the middle gate with English words "hospital" on it. The door was gone, and only two broken boards stood in the black hole. A fat and big mouse was lying in front of the door and nibbling something. Hearing the sound, it creaked into the room.

Yong Bowen took the lead and kicked the two broken boards away. He walked into the room. The eyes were full of garbage, dirty, damp and wet. It was really not a good place for a person to stay, but as the female drunkard said, it was barely enough to shelter from the wind and rain. If it's just Yong Bowen and Isuzu Jiabingwei, it's not a problem even if they spend a night in the wild, but there is also a little girl, Yanli Mayang, who always has to take care of them. Yongda Tianshi first cleaned up a place in the corner of the wall, put down Malika and Yanli Mayang, and put the female drunken ghost a little farther away. Then he worked with Isuzu Jiabingwei to clear all the debris and garbage out of the room. Then he went outside and picked up some branches and put them in the house. Yongda Tianshi put together the remaining magic power and used a little truth. Fire, ignite the branches. Those branches were so wet that they could not be easily lit, but no matter how small the flame pointed by Yongda Tianshi was, it was also a real fire of samadhi. It burned gently. Although the smoke was a little bigger, it was finally better than nothing. Yanli Mayang sat by the fire for a while, and his pale little face finally eased a little.

There was wind and rain outside the house again. The wind and rain were heavy. The cold rain blew in from the holes in the doors and windows, and the temperature dropped a little. In the rock, Mayang couldn't help shivering with cold. Isuzu Jiabingwei held her in his arms painfully to cover the wind and rain. All they stayed in was the reception hall, and there was a corridor extending to the back. They couldn't see the situation clearly. The two of them didn't go in just now. Yong Bowen thought about going inside and looking inside. If there was a intact room, they would move in. If not, they should also find something to block the doors and windows. At that time, they met with Isuzu Jiabing. Sound, get up and walk in.

I didn't feel anything in the room outside, but as soon as I walked into the corridor, a strong sense of resentment came to my face. Yong Bowen couldn't help shivering, screaming weird and being vigilant. Such a strong resentment must be generated by a large number of unjustly dead people. If it is not resolved for a long time, it will be strange. However, one step apart, there are two worlds. It is clear that someone is trying to limit it so that the resentment does not leak out. He took a step back and returned to the front hall, and the resentment immediately disappeared.

"Sure enough!" Yong Bowen muttered to himself, returned to the fire, picked up a branch to make a torch, held it back to the entrance of the corridor, and carefully observed it carefully according to the wall. Although Isuzu Jiabingwei was strange in his heart, he just looked at it quietly and did not disturb it. Yong Bowen looked around and saw a faint rune pattern in the corner close to the ground. The rune was far from the middle soil's urn spell, but he could also see a little vein. He looked around the room along the rune, and finally stopped at the northwest corner and touched the ground. The cement floor here has been broken, revealing thick black soil. The soil was damp and wet. He grabbed a small handful and put it on the end of his nose and smelled it. He gently opened the surface of floating soil and saw a layer of gray powder. Yong Bowen pinched it up and looked at it carefully. He couldn't help but change his color and said angrily, "What a vicious spell!"

Isuzu Jiabingwei quickly asked, "Mage, what's wrong?"

Yong Bowen said, "Someone has set an extremely sinister spell to trap the wronged soul. This is one of the eyes. If I'm not mistaken, this is pouring the column with child's blood, and the human bones are compressed. There must be a baby's bones that are just one month old below! Lend me the knife!" After a moment of hesitation, Isuzu Jiabingwei took off the long knife at his waist and hurled it. This knife is his **, and he never leaves him, but since he has decided to hang out with Yong Bowen, it is not impossible to lend him out. Yong Bowen took the knife and didn't pull it out. He just dug the sheath on the ground a few times, and really dug out a small bone! The child was buried alive!" Yong Bowen stared at the little corpse bone, as if he saw a fresh little life that was crying and cruelly thrown into the pit and buried. He punched the ground heavily and said angrily, "If you let me know who did this, I can't forgive him!" It's hard for God to set up such a bad law!"

When Isuzu Jiabingwei saw that Yong Bowen really dug out the bones, he couldn't help but admire and worry. He asked, "Master, if you dug out this bone, did you destroy the magic circle?" Yong Bowen nodded and said, "Although this magic array is vicious, it is extremely rough. At first glance, it is designed by a guy with half a bucket of water. As long as one of the eyes is destroyed, the whole magic array will be invalid." Isuzu Jiabingwei was very sorry: "Mage, you just said that there is a trapped soul in this array. If the magic circle is broken, will the trapped soul run out?" Yong Bowen said, "That's right. That's what I meant. This kind of vicious magic array must be trapped by innocent souls. Naturally, I want to release them all to give them a chance to be reincarnated in the past life... Er... Not good!" He suddenly realized a very serious problem. I don't know how long these ghosts have been trapped in this kind of magic array that can't vent their resentment. There must have been a strange change. Maybe one or two evil spirits will be born. Now he has no magic power and no talisman. Not to mention the evil spirit, even ordinary little ghosts are difficult to deal with. He breaks the magic array so boldly and let go. Those wrongdows are not a good thing!

As the old saying goes, whatever you are afraid of will come.

Yong Bowen's mind rose, and he saw a cloudy wind rolling out of the corridor. The thick black gas rolled out like a dark cloud, and in an instant, there were bursts of creepy sad and ghosts.

"I died so miserably!"

"Give me back my life!"

"I hate it so much!"

"Why me? I don't want to die!"

With the sound of ghosts, the dead and miserable ghosts came out of the dark air and stared at several strangers in the room coldly, with ominous black light shining on their bodies.

***I'm the exhausted dividing line******

That's all for today, and I promise to do more tomorrow.