Occultist

The moment he saw the ghost, Fei Lian suddenly remembered what Mr. Yi said in his heart for no reason.

Mr. Yi said: "Relax, little comrade, there is nothing supernatural in this world, you have to believe in materialism."

Yes, Fei Lian is a firm materialist youth.

He turned around and tore off all the towels, tearing the towel rail upside down—if he had been in normal physical strength, the towel rail would have been torn apart.But now Fei Lian was short of breath, his face was flushed, and it took him a little effort to get a hollow iron rod.

He inserted the iron rod into the gap in the window and pried it with all his strength.

The window didn't move, Fei Lian tried twice more, and angrily smashed his stick on the glass!

"Bang" a loud noise, deafening.

But outside the window, the ghost still remained motionless, continuing to face the window with its black outline.

Fei Lian was already dizzy at this moment, and tried his best to turn his head to look at Mr. Yi.

Mr. One sat on the toilet, posing as a meditator.

"Sir, you must live," Fei Lian said.

But he got no reaction.

If it were any other situation now, even if it took all the blood on Feilian's body to survive, then he would have done it without hesitation.But not now, what they lack is bloody oxygen!oxygen!

Fei Lian kicked the bathroom door angrily, and began to make a final effort——with all his strength, he slammed into the solid door.

Mr. Yi sat on the toilet, looked at Fei Lian's hard-working back, and smiled silently.

The windows have been covered by water vapor again, and the ghosts outside are so blurred that they can no longer see clearly.

Mr. Yi turned around, opened the toilet lid, pulled out the longest water supply pipe inside, and then used some strength to pull it out longer——

Only a soft sound was heard, and some fixed hasp was broken, and the pipe was pulled out.

Mr. Yi poured out the water inside, then leaned over by himself and took a breath of fresh air in the pipe.

After a while, he held the tube, reached out and patted Fei Lian's back, and said, "Honey, come here."

Fei Lian: "???"

Fei Lian's face was already flushed, and he turned around to see Mr. Yi bringing the tube over.

Although it was still unknown, the nasal cavity was suddenly filled with a long-lost fresh oxygen!

"The special structure of the old toilet," Mr. One said, "there is always air in the U-shaped pipe."

Although Fei Lian didn't understand it very well, the oxygen was enough to make him relax. He returned the pipe and motioned Mr. Yi to use it first.

But Mr. Yi stuffed it back and fixed the toilet lid again.

Fei Lian looked at him blankly.

Mr. Yi put his index finger in front of his lips: "Shh...someone is coming to pick up the corpse."

After he finished speaking, he immediately stuck out his tongue, made a grimace, and then fell back in an exaggerated and comical way, "fainting" on the toilet seat.

The corner of Fei Lian's mouth twitched, realizing something, then he jumped forward and "fainted" at his feet.

After a while, Fei Lian's consciousness was a little fuzzy again, but he heard movement outside.

Someone's hurried footsteps sounded outside.

Then there was a knock on the door, and Dean Zhu shouted outside: "Mr. Yi! Mr. Yi! How are you doing!"

Mr. Yi still didn't move, so Fei Lian held back his words.

Not long after, people outside began to slam the door with brute force. After knocking the door open, they soon found that the bathroom door was closed tightly.

There was another light sound, indicating that the latch on the door had been pulled open.

The bathroom door, which had been closed for 10 minutes, was suddenly opened by someone, and a burst of extremely fresh air rushed in. Fei Lian almost couldn't help his instinct to open his mouth and take a deep breath.

But he held back, and Dean Zhu who opened the door was obviously startled: "How could this happen! Mr. Yi, are you all right?!"

He entered the door in a hurry, touched his breath first, and found that there were still breaths, so he hurriedly dragged Mr. Yi out first, and shouted: "Come on quickly! Call two stretchers! Two people here are hypoxic and unconscious!"

In this way, a few minutes later, Mr. Yi and Fei Lian were carried onto a stretcher and put on oxygen masks.

Because the hypoxia was not serious, the two nurses gave them chest compressions, put on a blood pressure monitor, opened the door and left.

Dean Zhu came in next, and sat quietly for a while.

So not long after, Mr. Yi woke up pretendingly, and asked, "Where is this?"

"We are in the ward," Dean Zhu immediately came up and said with concern, "You are in a coma due to lack of oxygen in the bathroom. How do you feel now? Do you have any headaches or tinnitus? Can you see clearly? How much is it? "

He holds out his finger.

Mr. One pretended to be confused, and moaned: "Headache..."

Dean Zhu sat beside his bed and said, "Wake up, Mr. Yi. Do you remember who you are? This is Luoshan Mental Hospital. My name is Zhu Jianshen. I am the dean and a psychologist."

Mr. One said, "Doctor..."

"Yes, it's me." Dean Zhu said softly, "Don't force yourself, relax, relax...you can close your eyes to rest and listen to my voice. Imagine yourself walking in a long, long corridor with There's door after door, and you count down with ease, and there's the first, the second—"

His tone became softer and softer, and Mr. Yi gradually closed his eyes.

Fei Lian didn't know if it was suitable for him to "wake up" at this time, so he secretly opened his eyes.He happened to see Dean Zhu looking down at Mr. Yi with a very focused expression, like a doctor performing an operation.

Suddenly, Mr. Yi opened his eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed: "surprise!"

Dean Zhu: "..."

Fei Lian happened to see that the unsuspecting Dean Zhu jumped up on the spot in fright, took two steps back, and nearly tripped over the chair behind him.

Fei Lian almost couldn't hold back his snickering.

Dean Zhu was still in shock and said: "Mr. Yi, it's good that you wake up! It's good that you wake up, but why are you scaring me like this..."

Mr. Yi lay back and looked at him expressionlessly: "Surprised or not, surprised or not, stimulated or not?"

Dean Zhu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "It's very exciting... Since you are fine, let me see Mr. Bodyguard first."

He turned his head, just in time to meet Fei Lian's peeping gaze, which was very embarrassing.

Dean Zhu could only laugh awkwardly and said, "I'll get you a glass of boiling water."

He was about to leave when Mr. One suddenly asked, "Why didn't you hear the sound just now?"

Dean Zhu turned around: "Huh?"

Mr. Yi said, "Fei Lian called for help just now, but none of you are nearby. What did you do?"

"Unfortunately, a medical trash can caught fire." Dean Zhu said, "I don't know who did it, but it's no small matter that this thing caught fire, and it happened to produce thick smoke, which made everyone think it was a fire, so it was Evacuate quickly. Later, I found that there was no open flame, and neither of you came down, so I was very worried that you would be fainted, so I hurried over to have a look."

Mr. One thought for a moment and said, "Oh, that's a coincidence."

Dean Zhu was about to speak, but Mr. Yi was obviously lost in thought again, and said impatiently: "You can go to work now."

Dean Zhu was embarrassed, so he had to leave again.

After he left, Fei Lian got up immediately, touched his body, and searched the coat next to him again.

None of his equipment is missing, and the communicator is still there.Fei Lian immediately took out his mobile phone and started calling the police, calling for military reinforcements.

Mr. Yi didn't stop his behavior, he just looked at it with a smile and said, "Did you find anything just now?"

Fei Lian looked up blankly.

"He's too polite." Mr. One said to himself, "No matter how bad my tone was, he didn't respond."

During the call, Fei Lian said, "You mean Dean Zhu? He may be looking at your eighteen credit cards."

Mr. Yi shook his head, and said: "Human beings whose self-esteem has been violated usually respond in tone. When I intentionally attack, he must at least resist psychologically; if there is no resistance... Mostly because I feel owed to me."

Fei Lian said: "That means... he is also suspected? No! This is too dangerous, you should leave immediately."

"Don't worry, I'll catch Miss Lin soon." Mr. Yi said, got up suddenly, and walked off the hospital bed by himself.

Fei Lian hurriedly followed.The phone on the other side was also connected, and the sub-bureau over there began to check the information. Fei Lian could only hold the communicator between his head and shoulders, and while talking, he followed Mr. Yi quickly to the inpatient building.

Because the smoke in the dormitory building has not dissipated, everyone gathered at the door of the dormitory building, including nurses and some patients who hadn't rested yet.Those critically ill patients have a fixed schedule, and most of them are now locked in the room.

Some of these people now bow their heads to play with their mobile phones, make phone calls, take pictures and send them to Moments, and some chat in twos and threes.

Mr. Yi shuttled among the noisy crowd. After walking back and forth twice, he suddenly grabbed a nurse and asked, "Where is Xu Manman?"

The nurse was startled and said, "I don't know, I didn't pay attention..."

At this time, Fei Lian looked up and called out in a low voice, "Sir..."

Mr. Yi turned his head and cast him a questioning look.

At this moment, something fell behind Mr. Yi, and there was a loud noise like a sack falling to the ground.

There was silence for a moment, followed by screams one after another.

The crowd flowed out like a tide, as if something unavoidable appeared among them.

Mr. Yi stood in place like a rock parted from the tide, and he turned his head to look.

I saw a slender body lying flat there.

Crimson blood gradually diffused from under her body, and a strong stench immediately hit her nostrils.The woman was dressed in a hospital gown, her long hair clotted with blood—

She was not completely dead yet, moaning|moaning and moving on the ground, the exposed side face was obviously the thin cheeks belonging to Xu Manman.

There was a hole in her eye socket, only black blood clots stuck to the flesh.The eyeball inside seemed to have been violently gouged out.

Her voice was hollow like drafts: "Miss Lin... said... don't go... sit down, play games with her..."

Then, with another giggle, she stopped moving again.