It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

According to those inexplicable so-called hospital workers, Shi Yue has been dead for more than seven days, and even if his soul is summoned, he has no memory of his life and no consciousness.But after all, there is no funeral, and the soul has not yet returned to the ground.So even so, if Shi Yue's death was related to Yin Ling, he should be able to see some clues from his soul.

Today, he found the other party's birthday from Shi Yue's room, prepared the tools, and drew a soul-calling talisman with a pen dipped in cinnabar liquid.

Picking up the pen, like a winding dragon, one stroke falls down, and the symbol is completed.The cinnabar ink left on the talisman paper gave off a faint red light.

And there seemed to be a strange magnetic field formed in this room, the lights that had just been turned on suddenly flickered on and off, and then the whole room suddenly fell into darkness.

Feng Quan stuck to his pen, and drew randomly in the air:

"Wandering souls, where to keep them, the three souls will fall early, and the seven souls will come..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and suddenly there was a figure in front of Feng Quan.

The painted soul-calling talisman suddenly ignited spontaneously, and the flames lit up for a moment, leaving only a ignited ashes of plants and trees.

The figure that appeared was tall and thin, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown.His face was blue and gray, and his pupils were gray, as if thick clouds were churning inside, with a ghostly aura.

Looking at the ghost in front of him, Feng Quan frowned slightly.

resentment.

Resentment had already gathered in Shi Yue's soul.

Another reason why Feng Quan frowned was that the death date of the ghost in front of him was clearly less than seven days old.

In other words, the ashes of the so-called Shi Yue received by Er Fatty were indeed fake.In what the other party said "after Shi Yue died", in fact, at least five days passed before Shi Yue died.So for at least five days, where is Shi Yue?

Shi Yue's soul was still rational, and when he first appeared, his body was still full of yin, but after a while, he put away the evil spirit all over his body, and said with a buzzing voice:

"...Feng Quan."

Most people can't see ghosts, and the few who can see ghosts for various reasons can't hear ghosts.

Because ghosts speak ghost language.

Fortunately, Feng Quan could hear ghosts talking. He made a trick with his fingers, covered the sofa, walked over and sat down first, and called to the ghost of Shi Yue standing in the middle of the living room:

"sit."

Shi Yue's neck turned around bit by bit as if rusted.

He moved towards the sofa step by step, sat next to Feng Quan, and said in his mouth:

"You...Feng Quan...help me...in, in..."

Before the words fell, Shi Yue suddenly became hoarse, as if his throat was strangled, and he could only make a sound of "ho ho".His cold eyes turned to Feng Quan, and his face moved closer.The bone-chilling yin qi stained Feng Quan's body, but Feng Quan remained unmoved.

"Shi Yue, how did you die?" He raised his head and met Shi Yue's eyes.

The soul in front of him looked numb, as if he couldn't understand people's words very well.After Feng Quan repeated it, Shi Yue said:

"How did I... die?"

He turned his head in a daze, looked around, finally found a direction, and floated over.

Feng Quan stared at him closely, and saw Shi Yue floated for a certain distance, turned around, and looked straight at him, as if waiting for him to come.

Feng Quan got up and walked two steps forward, Shi Yue turned around and walked forward again, just like this he brought Feng Quan to the street outside the community.

In a modern city, even at night, it is never empty.But at this time, the road was pitch black, as if it wasn't the real world.

Feng Quan knew that his current body had a special physique, so he bit his fingertips and drew a pattern in the air. After the drawing was completed, the pattern flashed red and sank into Feng Quan's chest.

This talisman can disguise one's breath to become a Yin spirit.

At the same time, a bus with no lights drove over, stopped in front of Feng Quan, and the door opened.Feng Quan took out his phone to check the time, it was twelve midnight.

The inside of the bus was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

The ghost of Shi Yue who brought him here disappeared at some point.

Feng Quan seemed totally unprepared, chuckled, and got on the bus.

After entering the bus, the lights were on inside.The dim light was pouring down from the top of the head, and there were a few "people" sitting inside, all with their heads down, silent.

The door closed behind Feng Quan, and the bus continued to drive forward.

Feng Quan looked at the driver in front of him.

The driver's face was blue and black, and there was still blood on his forehead, dripping down the side of his face. A piece of his head was sunken, and the inside was bloody and bloody. It is presumed that he died in a car accident before his death.

Feng Quan turned a blind eye to the driver's situation and walked into the car.

There were seven "people" in the car.

One of the joints was twisted, and the face was facing the back. It could only be turned forward by sitting on the seat. The whole body was covered in blood, and the specific face could not be seen clearly. It was probably a tragic death.These people maintained their original state of death, making the entire carriage look like a killing field.

But one of them seemed out of place.

Is a very handsome young man.Not the kind of ostentatious handsome, but gentle and good-looking.He was wearing a long robe that didn't fit this era. His hair was half long and tied in a knot at the back of his head, leaving some fine hair drooping in front of his white forehead.With delicate eyebrows and gentle eyes, he has a gentle bearing, and he is handsome and elegant, like an exiled immortal who has strayed into this place.

But Feng Quan sniffed lightly, and what came out of him was indeed a ghostly aura.

The young man was the only clean passenger in the car, so Feng Quan sat close to him, and smiled at him sideways.

Unexpectedly, the other party nodded gently towards Feng Quan, which was regarded as a response.Feng Quan raised his eyebrows in surprise, but didn't say anything.

This kind of bus should be used to transport newly-dead ghosts. Although it may not be so safe to let a ghost who died in a car accident be the driver, it does not involve the world, and Feng Quan doesn't need to take care of it.He was sure that he had hidden his popularity well, so he stared at the dark scene outside the window in a daze.

The bus drove for a while, and the ghost voice from the speaker floated out hoarsely:

[The next stop is South Twelfth Road Intersection, please ring the doorbell in advance for the passengers getting off. ]

The bus seemed to be old, and it was a little wobbly when driving, and the lights above the head also flickered on and off, making it look a bit spooky with the passengers in the bus with different shapes.

But the person sitting next to Feng Quan was not a spooky ghost.Out of the corner of his eyes, he looked at the young man next to him, who was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, and his robe was neatly trimmed without a single wrinkle.The fingers are white and well-defined, the nails are shiny, like a work of art.

He found himself curious about the young ghost.

Because the other party really doesn't look like a ghost.

After a while, the bus stopped, two ghosts got out of the bus, and a new ghost came up.Its head was crushed, so he could only hold it carefully with two hands; Feng Quan turned on his phone and looked, it turned out that there was a car accident at this intersection and one person died.

The hoarse ghost language sounded again:

[Nancheng Central Hospital at the next stop, please ring the doorbell for passengers getting off. ]

Nancheng Central Hospital?

Feng Quan felt that this place seemed a little familiar.Before he could come up with an answer, a blue and black expressionless face suddenly appeared outside the dark car window, flashed for a moment and then disappeared.

It was Shi Yue who just appeared.Feng Quan stood up, went to the back door and rang the bell.

Nancheng Central Hospital... He mobilized the memory of the original owner, trying to understand this place.

Nancheng Central Hospital is the best hospital in Nancheng.It was established when Nancheng was not yet developed. Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, the hospital was pulled down a few years ago, and a new "Nancheng Central Hospital" was built on top of its ruins.

Many people think that it is just a renovation of the hospital building, and Nancheng Central Hospital is still Nancheng Central Hospital.But what many people don't understand is that everyone in the hospital from top to bottom, including the director, clinicians, and nurses, has all changed. None of the people from the former central hospital is in the current central hospital.

When the bus arrived, Feng Quan got off.A round of bright moon hangs high above the head, a few clouds drift by from time to time, and the stars twinkle in the black night sky.He was standing on a small cement road in the wilderness, with a dilapidated stop sign on the left; the surrounding grass was overgrown, and there were many abandoned factories.

On the right is Nancheng Central Hospital.The hospital was lit with pale lights, and the walls outside were covered with rust stains and large creepers.There are several hotels on the right side of the hospital, and there is a shopping mall over there. It seems that there is an old community in the distance.

This place seems to be waiting to be developed, as if through the time line, it will be the bustling Nancheng decades later.

Feng Quan took out his mobile phone, intending to search for the central hospital before the development of Nancheng.It's a pity that the mobile phone shows that there is no signal, so I can only give up.

But then there's...

Feng Quan looked at the figure on his shoulders behind him that was projected on the screen of his mobile phone.

He pressed the phone off with one hand calmly, and made a gesture to put the phone in his pocket; the other hand quickly moved back, as if with a mysterious force, his fingertips attached a touch of light to the air. White flames, pointing two fingers together to the forehead of the figure behind him.

"Uh..." The other party seemed to be taken aback, and his body shook.

Feng Quan looked over: "Is that you?"

The person standing silently behind him just now was the young man in a long robe on the bus.

Feng Quan's fingers were still on the other's forehead, and when he touched it, it was solid and still warm.

It turned out to be human.

The young man smiled embarrassingly, and said gently:

"Sorry... did I scare you?"

"No." Feng Quan withdrew his hand, although he was smiling, he was secretly on guard.If the other party was human, why did he get on the undead bus full of ghosts, and why did he get off the bus with him?

The young man lowered his head and smoothed out the creases that had just appeared on his clothes with his hands, then reached out to Feng Quan, "I'm Xia Yin Cong."

Feng Quan shook his hand briefly, "Feng Quan."

Then Feng Quan saw that the other party took out a handkerchief from the skirt, and carefully wiped the hand that shook Feng Quan's hand.

Feng Quan: "..."

If others had shown such direct dislike of him in front of Feng Quan, Feng Quan would have turned his head and left early in the morning.But this young man named Yin Cong, with extraordinary demeanor, elegance and calmness, and his slow manner towards others, was so rare that Feng Quan couldn't hate him.He thought for a while and asked:

"Mr. Yin, do you know what happened when you got off the car at the hospital?"