dead child, ghost carrying coffin

While Hua Jiunan and the others rushed to Guimu Mountain, Zhang Chao was in the hospital.

Zhang Chaoniang, a middle-aged rural woman in her 40s, is accompanying the unconscious Zhang Chao's bed with tears streaming down her face.

"Son, what's wrong with you, wake up quickly."

"You can't leave my mother alone, otherwise my mother won't be able to live!"

The woman was crying, and suddenly found that Zhang Chao began to sweat continuously, and the pillow was wet in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this situation, she hurriedly ran outside.

Shout out to the doctor while running.

In the villages and towns in the late 90s, the level of medical care was still very limited.

What's more, for a special patient like Zhang Chao, how can ordinary doctors diagnose it well.

After listening with a stethoscope for a while and taking his temperature, the doctor can only treat the symptoms.

Let the nurse add antipyretics to the bottle, and tell Zhang Chaoniang:

If the high fever persists after half an hour, wipe his body with a hot towel.

Zhang Chaoniang agreed with tears, and after seeing the doctors and nurses away, she walked towards the hot water room with a basin and thermos.

The town has a small population, and there are not many patients in the entire hospital, and it is empty everywhere.

Alone in the corridor, he could clearly hear the echo of his footsteps.

The hallway windows were only two-thirds closed for ventilation.

The cold wind blew in from outside, and Zhang Chaoniang shivered involuntarily.

Tightening the coarse cotton coat, this strong rural woman continued to rush back to the ward with hot water.

What ordinary people can't see is that a female ghost in blue has followed behind her at some point.

Her body was hunched over, her arms tightly hugging Zhang Chaoniang's waist.

The long hair was wet and drooping straight, leaving a string of watery footprints wherever he walked.

After returning to the ward, Zhang Chaoniang felt even colder.

Even started to tremble.

"No, the children are like this, I can't get sick again!"

"Then this family will really be over!"

The woman picked up the cup in a daze, poured herself a large cup of hot water, and poured it into her mouth without hesitation.

You know this is just boiled, boiling hot water!

The female ghost behind her made a faint and strange sound.

"Drink, drink, drink, everything will be fine..."

At the critical moment, Zhang Chao, who was lying on the hospital bed, sat up suddenly, and grabbed his mother's hand holding the hot water.

Zhang Chaoniang's originally blurred eyes burst into ecstasy.

"Son, are you cured?!"

"Lie down and don't move, mother will go to the doctor!"

Zhang Chao ignored her, but took the hot water from the woman with one hand, and patted her head lightly with the other hand.

"Corps rise and fall, Yin and Yang are separated. Sleep peacefully, you are too tired."

Zhang Chaoniang fell on the bed in response, although she tried her best to open her eyes and speak, she fell into a deep sleep immediately.

The entire ward was eerily quiet for an instant, only Zhang Chao and the female ghost in blue looked at each other.

Zhang Chao's smile was half a smile, and the voice of the female ghost in blue was full of panic.

"Who are you? Why can you see me?! Why are you not afraid of me?!!!"

Faced with the female ghost's repeated questions, the smile on Zhang Chao's face became even weirder.

"I'm a corpse exorcist, have you heard of the brat?"

Zhang Chao didn't wait for the female ghost to answer, bit his own finger, squeezed out a drop of blood and dripped it into the hot water.

The hot water quickly turned black and red, and began to boil with a gurgle.

Under the shocked eyes of the female ghost, Zhang Chao smiled ferociously, and splashed the whole cup of "hot water" on the female ghost's face.

There was a sizzling sound like boiling oil frying meat, and the female ghost covered her face and squatted on the ground howling miserably.

Seeing the female ghost in pain, Zhang Chao had a perverted smile on his face.

He still thought it was "not fun", so he got up and picked up the thermos bottle, squeezed out another drop of blood and dripped it in.

Then he grabbed the female ghost by the hair and lifted her up from the ground.

The whole bottle of hot water with ingredients was poured into the female ghost's mouth.

"Hahaha, don't you like to persuade people to drink hot water?"

"Drink, drink, this time, Patriarch, I will let you drink as much as you want in one sitting!"

At first, the female ghost could still howl miserably, but after a while, there was no more sound.

The whole body was steaming and turned into a puddle of pus and blood, leaving only a piece of blue clothes in place.

Zhang Chao laughed and picked it up.

"The Wrath Clothes?"

"Not bad, the ancestor needs this thing."

While talking, Zhang Chao tore the clothes into 21 neat pieces and spread them on the ground.

After hesitating, he broke the glass, picked up a piece of broken glass and walked towards the "sleeping" Zhang Chaoniang.

"Old Ancestor, I just broke through the mystery of the womb, and my body is weak, so let me borrow some blood from you first."

He grabbed his arm and was about to cut it, but he stopped suddenly, his face full of struggles.

"It's wrong to cut people with glass, let alone our mother!"