Huangliang Inn

The ground floor is the hospital morgue.

Han Fang drifted forward all the way, as if pulled by an invisible force, urging her to speed up and move forward in a certain direction.

Realizing that the situation was wrong, Han Fang wanted to stop, but no matter how hard she tried, her soul body still flew forward involuntarily, and the speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, she fell from the fifth floor of the hospital building to the first floor of the basement. In front of two icy doors.

It was evening, and there was no one in the iron gate, except for the occasional sound of the air-conditioning fan running.

Han Fang stretched out her hand and could feel the pulling force coming from the door.That kind of force is extremely terrifying, almost irresistible, it wants to drag her over, and then fall off the cliff and into the abyss.

"Do not……"

Han Fang was terrified and began to struggle desperately.

She had a premonition that once she was dragged into the door, what was waiting for her would be a ghost.

At the very moment, a golden light flew behind him, cutting off the force that was pulling Han Fang, and at the same time touched the door lock, causing the iron door to open from the inside and slowly move to both sides.

Han Fang turned her head and saw the black-clothed figure not far away, her face changed instantly, and her soul and body became unstable.

Geng Chen didn't say much, took out the copper bell that Yan Jue gave him, took Han Fang's soul body in on the spot, then fell to the ground, and walked into the door.

With a blunt sound, the iron door closed behind him.

Geng Chen didn't care at all, he didn't hesitate for a moment, and without turning his head, he walked straight to the direction guided by the magic weapon.

There was a light sound from the sink near the door, and water droplets flowed out of the faucet from time to time, dripped into the sink, merged into a thin stream, and slowly flowed towards the center.

Geng Chen stood by the wall, making seals with both hands, and the bird-feather-shaped magic weapon floated in front of him, and suddenly transformed into three colored lights, forming a triangle shape, which circled the mortuary box in the upper right corner.

"found it."

Geng Chen put away the seal, jumped up, easily broke the barrier of the medium itself, and took out the remaining pages hidden in the box.

Just as he was about to destroy the remaining pages, a hoarse voice came from his ear.

"do not want!"

The next moment, a hunchbacked, skinny man rushed into the room, staring at the broken page in Geng Chen's hand, his expression was full of anxiety, his eyes were red, revealing strange madness.

"No, give it back to me, it's my baby!"

The man rushed forward desperately, but because his right leg was in a plaster cast, he couldn't move freely. The crutch suddenly slipped away and fell heavily to the ground.Even so, he didn't give up, he crawled forward with his hands, his eyes were bloodshot, and he described it as ferocious like a ghost.

"Give it to me, that's my baby, give it to me!" the man yelled as he crawled, the Yintang was pitch black.

Gengchen can conclude that all his luck in this life has been taken away, and he will be entangled with evil consequences. Even if he can save his life, he will be poor and ill for the rest of his life, and will not die well.

"This thing is ominous, it's not a treasure, and it's not something you can keep." Geng Chen didn't want to say more, a water dragon sprang up from his palm, coiled and tore up the remaining pages.

Before disappearing, the Buddha statue in the broken page struggled for the last time, and several hair-thin black air broke through the water net and shot out in all directions.

Geng Chen had been on guard for a long time, the black energy was suppressed by the dragon energy as soon as it appeared, unable to break through the domineering spiritual power, it shattered and dissipated one by one until there was nothing left.

"It's over, it's over, it's over..."

Seeing the broken pages being destroyed, the man lost all hope. He was limp on the ground, his eyes were empty, and he repeated the same words over and over again.

He was originally the boss of a listed company, caught up with the tide of the times, and with his extraordinary business acumen, he was like a fish in water in the mall, and his business was flourishing.

Entertainment is unavoidable in the business field, and all kinds of temptations are also indispensable.

At first he was still strict with himself, not touching what shouldn't be done, not doing what shouldn't be done.If you really can't evade it, you will try every means to find an excuse to slip away halfway, so as not to get yourself contaminated with something you shouldn't be contaminated with.

However, as the business grows bigger and bigger, and more and more people harbor evil intentions, there will always be times when he is careless and negligent.He was tricked by someone accidentally, and got infected with the worst thing.

This kind of thing is quite scary. In just five years, he lost his family and his wife.

His wife left with the child, the company closed down, and the house was taken away. He became a homeless vagabond, hungry every day, and hid under the bridge hole to endure inhuman suffering.Once the addiction kicks in, it's like being bitten by thousands of ants, and the whole person will be driven crazy.

By chance, he found this broken page in an alley.

The torn page belonged to a well-dressed old man. For unknown reasons, the old man collapsed at the entrance of the alley, with a lot of cash and a lockbox scattered around him.

It was late at night, and the place where the old man fell happened to be in the dead corner of the surveillance system. The man bravely approached and put his finger under the old man's nose, and it was cold.Looking at the old man's face, it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

The man didn't want to cause trouble, grabbed a few scattered banknotes and wanted to run.

For some reason, the password box suddenly popped open, and the man turned around again, without even looking at the gold and antiques in the box, he just grabbed the broken page with the Buddha statue, held it in his hand like a treasure, and quickly fled on site.

After that day, the man's luck suddenly improved, and he could meet kind-hearted people to give alms every now and then, and even met a friend who had helped in the early years when cleaning someone's car.

That friend has been doing business in other places all year round. He didn't know that he had a bad habit. He thought that he was tricked by others to fail in business, which made him fall into such a situation, and he was filled with righteous indignation.

"The villain who fell into trouble should be punished by heaven!"

The friend sincerely wanted to help him, and offered a sum of money to help him make a comeback.Unexpectedly, the man went to the drug dealer as soon as he got the money.

In just a few days, the principal of the business was squandered, leaving nothing.

Thinking of the situation at that time, the man also regretted it.

But he couldn't control it. Whenever the addiction hit, it seemed that another person lived in his body, possessed another soul, and he couldn't hear his voice at all, and he couldn't control the hand he stretched out at all.

Once or twice, he could still find an excuse to cover up, but after many times, his friend finally found out that something was wrong.Suspicion arose in my heart, so I asked someone to investigate, and soon found out the truth.

Since the two reunited, my friend's company has encountered crises one after another, customers have been poached one after another, business has plummeted, and I was in a bad mood. When a man came to the door again, and there was no truth in his mouth, the friend finally broke out and scolded him. Lying, calling him hopeless.

"You leave immediately. The previous money will be thrown into the river. I don't want you to pay back a cent! From now on, you don't want to enter my house again!"

The man was tortured by drug addiction, and he was on the verge of madness. Seeing that his friend refused to help, with red eyes, he grabbed the ashtray on the table and slammed it on the top of his friend.

One, two, three...

Even the man himself didn't know how many times he smashed.

When he woke up and found his friend lying in a pool of blood, his first reaction was not to save him, but to rummage through the room, find all the cash and valuables, and then run away.

This escape lasted for 13 years.

The man lay on the ground, recalling the past, his hands and feet were cold.

In the past 13 years, he kept his name incognito and did not know how many places he has been to, how many people he has met, and how many evil things he has done.Everyone he has come into contact with will suffer bad luck without exception.

In contrast, others are unlucky, but he will live a good life for a few days.

All of this is inseparable from that broken page.

He knew it was wrong, but the man didn't want to think about it, let alone stop.The conscience in human nature was completely wiped out as early as when he killed his friend.

A month ago, the man came to this city and met his son and daughter who had grown up by accident. He didn't dare to go up to recognize each other, so he could only look at them from a distance.

While working on the construction site, a worker who took care of him was accidentally injured by a steel bar, and the man himself injured his leg and was sent to the hospital.Lying on the hospital bed, thinking of the seriously injured worker, the man finally got scared.

He did not dare to take risks, did not dare to take the risk of accidents to his own flesh and blood, and found an opportunity to hide the broken pages in his hands on the workers who were seriously injured and died, just waiting to be incinerated together.

However, soon after throwing away the broken pages, he regretted it, fidgeting, and his heart was burning like a flame, which was extremely difficult.When he finally couldn't hold on anymore and found the morgue, he happened to see the scene where Geng Chen was about to destroy the broken pages.

The man was lying on the ground, his whole body was like mud.

Geng Chen ignored him, and started to leave with his long legs.

The man suddenly developed strength, turned over, stretched out his skinny hand at an unbelievable speed, firmly grasped Geng Chen's trousers, and said fiercely: "You can't go! Pay me baby, or I will kill you!"

Facing the man's scarlet blue eyes, Geng Chen frowned slightly.

Yan Jue helped Brother Wang Sheng get rid of his obsession, waited for the ghost messenger who came to arrest the soul, turned around and left the ward, and followed the clues left by Geng Chen to the morgue.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Jue couldn't help being surprised.

The man on the ground was very strange. If he read correctly, all three souls and seven souls of this man were suppressed, and it was a wisp of Buddha's breath that controlled his actions?