"Sizi..."

As the old man returned to normal from the shape of a terrifying ghost, the flashing lights in the corridors also lit up again.

Lin Dong's eyes were filled with golden light. He looked at the old man who was still confused. In shock, countless scenes surged like a movie:

The spring rain was drizzling, and the barefoot cowherd leaned against the back of an old yellow cow with sparse hair, picked a small yellow flower on the side of the road, and walked through the thin and long ridge of the field.

The sun shone brightly, and the energetic young man walked up to the podium, looking at the more than 40 pairs of tender eyes below, full of confidence, and white chalk brushed down on the blackboard to write a large chapter.

Ginkgo is golden, leaves are spiraling down in the autumn wind, long hair shawls pushing the child and swinging on the swing, a middle-aged man is smiling and watching, and the cheerful childish voice is like a beautiful music.

Fine snowflakes floated down from the air. The bald and thin old man looked at his wrinkled wife beside him, closing his eyes tightly by the stove, as if he was sleeping heavily, and never woke up again...

Lin Dong relaxed his tense body, and ignored the magic of the Dharma Eye for a while, he let out a long sigh and shouted tentatively:

"Old man?"

The old man looked a little confused and did not respond, as if he didn't remember what had happened just now, standing there, muttering:

"I'm dead!"

"I'm dead."

He then repeated it again, and the old man seemed to have some relief in his tone, so he came back to his senses.

The eyebrows and eyes were much more kind.

"Young man, I wonder where I will go after my death?"

Um?

You don’t know if you are a ghost, how do you know if I am a human being? Lin Dong was a little confused by the old man’s question and said:

"Yin and Yang are separated, so there will naturally be places to go after death. Didn't the old man see the evil one?"

After practicing for one night, except for a pair of newly opened Dharma eyes, he now knows any Taoist methods. Tonight is the first time in his life that he has seen his soul after death.

If he hadn't had this peach branch, he would be doomed today, and he didn't know if he could survive after being strangled to death by the ghost.

Speaking of peach branches, his eyes turned to the extremely familiar green peach branches, which were still floating in the air, and Lin Dong's doubts became more and more intense.

It has been a lot of strange things these days. Although there are good and bad things, my mind is full of confusion.

"I didn't see it, my ward...the patients in the morgue didn't see the mythical mystery."

"Nothing is wrong? That old man, are all the patients in your morgue the same as you, and don't know that they are dead?"

Lin Dong withdrew his gaze, looked at the confused old man, and asked.

He read an ancient book a long time ago and knew that the new soul of death had a delusion. If the ghosts in the morgue were allowed to go out, it would probably cause a lot of riots.

"Yes,"

The old man suddenly raised the volume.

""Oh, letting those guys walk around like me is afraid that many people will be scared."

After saying that, his eyes turned to the two nurses behind Lin Dong, and the old man said embarrassedly:

"Young man, thank you for waking me up. I have to ask you to apologize for these two girls when they wake up. I scared these two girls just now."

"Actually, I was scared," Lin Dong said in his mouth: "It's okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the peach branches floating in the air suddenly flying down and falling into his hands.

Then the peach branch swayed in his hand, as if he was about to lead Lin Dong to a place.

"Go to the morgue?"

It seemed like there was a strange telepathy. Lin Dong understood the meaning of the Taozhi that was constantly exploring, and swallowed.

Go or not?

After practicing for a day, I opened my eyes and was considered a Taoist practitioner. I still have a peach branch that seems to be extremely magical. Should I do something?

The greater your ability, the greater your responsibilities. Anyway, you may not die. You must do something within your ability, otherwise you will not be able to overcome it psychologically.

Thinking of this, Lin Dong paused:

"That, old man, why don't you take me to the morgue to have a look?"

The old man carefully looked at Lin Dong, as if he was worried about something, and then nodded heavily:

"good."

So a man and a ghost walked towards the elevator at the end of the corridor.

"Tread..."

The sound of Lin Dong's footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Occasionally, there were continuous coughing and snoring from both sides.

After a while, a man and a ghost walked to the elevator at the end of the corridor.

After entering the elevator, Lin Dong pressed the bottom floor at the old man's instructions.

The elevator was running downwards. When it came to the third floor, the red lights were on and the elevator door opened. As the young doctor in a white coat came in, he was wearing a night patrol.

The young doctor looked at Lin Dong in medical uniform with some surprise and asked:

"Which ward are you from? Do you still have to go out so late?"

"Doctor, something is wrong when you go out." Lin Dong nodded with a smile.

"Well, be careful at night!"

The young doctor also smiled, but it seemed as if he hadn't seen the old man next to him at all.

The young doctor then turned around and was about to press the floor, his eyes fell on the buttons on the lit up elevator.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he pressed the button to open the door in panic. After the door opened, he ran out like a flying stagger.

"Young man, you scared him."

The old man's quiet way.

Lin Dong smiled helplessly and asked:

"Old man, why can some people see you, and some people can't see you?"

"I'm a novice too, I'm not sure."

...

The hospital morgue is at the innermost part of the basement floor. On both sides of the walkway that walks through the elevator are laboratories with formalin soaking specimens.

Looking through the window, under the dim light, different bodies and organ specimens were soaked in the turbid glass container, and even children's embryos that had not been formed for a long time could be seen.

Even though he was holding the seemingly magical peach branch in his hand, the scene in front of him made Lin Dong feel goose-knocked, and his pace of moving forward was a little faster.

The sound of clattering footsteps echoed in the corridor, with an empty and weird feeling.

Lin Dong tensed his whole body to the end of the corridor.

I saw the morgue door closed tightly, and a trace of pale light overflowed from the crack of the door. When I listened carefully, there seemed to be screams and moans coming from the inside.

Holding the green peach branches in his hand tightly and feeling the raised patterns of the branches, Lin Dong took a deep breath and pushed the door open with his hands.

I saw dozens of figures in sick clothes swaying back and forth in the quiet morgue behind the gate.

Under the light, the figures all looked pale, with a grimace and ferocious expression, moaning and wailing in their mouths, and even had some blood stains on their bodies, which were dazzling red.

Hearing the door open, dozens of figures turned their heads and stared at the door gloomyly.

Lin Dong couldn't help but feel numb and goose bumps quickly spread all over his body.
Chapter completed!