Every world is full of ghosts and monsters begging for hugs

Yang Xin's face turned cold.

Lin Yingying couldn't stand Bai Yao's overbearing attitude. She felt indignant for Yang Xin and stepped forward. "Bai Yao, you!"

"Please make way. I have to go to work." Bai Yao walked straight forward and bumped into Lin Yingying's shoulder forcefully. He left without changing direction.

Yang Xin supported the staggering Lin Yingying, who said angrily: "That woman is so despicable! She is so arrogant just because her family is rich. She doesn't know how to write the word respect!"

Yang Xin narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled at Lin Yingying, "Yingying, it's not worth getting angry at that kind of person. Only after being taught a lesson will people like her remember it."

Lin Yingying raised her face ignorantly, her innocent eyes full of innocence and confusion.

She is such a pure girl, without any malice and unable to sense the malice of others. Such a wonderful girl is like a blank sheet of paper that has never been stained in this terrible world. Who would not like her?

Bai Yao sat at the nurses' station and took the time to reply to a long string of messages from her boyfriend. The light above her head flickered and a gust of cold wind blew from somewhere.

She raised her eyes and saw that in the empty corridor, lights were turned off one by one from far to near.

Although it is evening now, it is not late at night yet. However, the hospital tonight seems to be quieter than usual.

Slowly, two figures appeared in the shadows in the distance.

The girl asked curiously: "Why turn off the lights so late at night?"

With a "click", all the lights in the corridor lit up.

The petite girl held the child's hand and stood in the light, complaining: "Even if it is to save electricity, it shouldn't be saved this way."

"Your Highness the Saint?" Bai Yao stood up and asked with a frown: "Why did you walk out of your pure white palace?"

The boy raised his strangely made-up face and asked, "What is the Pure White Palace?"

Zhong Er's pale face flushed. Being stared at by the innocent eyes of a child, he felt ashamed. He pointed at Bai Yao and started to complain, "There are children here! Can't you speak properly as an adult? A ward is just a ward. What do you mean by pure white palace?"

Bai Yao raised her voice, "Oh~"

Zhong Er forced himself to remain calm and snorted, "I wanted to take this child to find his lost family, but the people in your hospital are too lazy. I walked around for a long time and didn't see any staff to ask. Now I only see you here."

The boy was wearing a black Tang suit, a small black hat, and a small braid hanging behind him. His outfit was quite retro, but the blush on his face was too thick, which reminded Bai Yao of the same conspicuous makeup her teacher put on her when she performed on stage on June 1st in elementary school.

Bai Yao asked Zhong Er to give the child to her. Zhong Er was in poor health, so she asked her to go back to the ward quickly.

When passing by the nurse's station, Zhong Er and the child both covered their noses, their brows knitted together, "What did you put there? It stinks!"

She was pointing in the direction where Bai Yao had put her backpack.

Bai Yao glanced at Zhong Er and calmly explained, "Snail noodles."

Zhong Er hated the smell and quickly took the boy's hand and left, "If his family comes looking for him, tell him to come to the seventh floor to find me!"

Bai Yao looked at the backs of the two people, one big and one small, as they left. After a long time, she looked away.

Just at this moment, a message came from the call bell.

Bai Yao looked down and saw that Ward 705 was calling for a nurse.

"From what you said, your friend must have been haunted by a ghost, and it's a serious one. Now it's absorbing her Yin Qi, which makes her whole body black. And from what you said, the black Qi is heaviest in her stomach. That's terrible. There must be a sexy ghost who wants her to get pregnant so that he can give birth to a ghost baby!"

Hearing the Master on the screen speaking in all seriousness, Huang Yueguang stood up excitedly and connected with the Master on the microphone, "Master, is there still hope for my friend?"

The master had an untidy beard, but judging from his shrewd eyes, he was actually still young. He counted with his fingers and said, "Incredible, incredible..."

Huang Yueguang was anxious, "What a big deal!"

The master rubbed his fingers together and said, "I have been calculating too much recently, so I have not gained much merit and virtue, and my practice is not good enough. If someone can buy my three-piece set of underworld skills and make me a captain..."

Huang Yueguang slammed the table and said, "I'll charge!"

The master was delighted, cleared his throat, and said with a straight face: "Listen carefully, I will now teach you to draw a talisman, and with the help of the holy power of Amen, it can achieve the effect of exorcising evil spirits, but you must pay attention, this talisman is very powerful, it must be drawn in one stroke, without any stains, otherwise it will have the opposite effect!"

Huang Yueguang asked: "What is the reaction?"

"Nonsense, this talisman is originally used to drive away ghosts. If you make a mistake, it will attract ghosts!"

Huang Yueguang had a very good attitude towards learning, "I understand, Master!"

"Oh, by the way, dear disciple, please send me the talismans you drew recently. Those big bosses will charge you a high price... Bah, I am here to test you and see if you have made any progress in your studies."

The master gave Huang Yueguang a document and didn't say anything else. It was all up to Huang Yueguang to teach herself how to paint according to the pictures. The master then reminded her that if she placed the talisman on the building where her friend was for an hour, the evil spirit would be guaranteed to dissipate.

The master said leisurely: "This exorcism talisman is too difficult to draw. Even if you are extremely talented, it is impossible to complete it in one day. You should take a good rest..."

"Master, I've finished painting!"

The master looked at the talisman paper picked up by the girl on the screen. The painting was extremely skillful, and it could be said to be a one-to-one restoration of the pattern in the document. His face was expressionless, and he cursed inwardly, "This genius is really hurting people's self-esteem!"

Huang Yueguang logged off and ran out of the house with the talisman paper.

She spent a huge amount of money to hail a taxi and arrived at the hospital gate, thinking that if she told Bai Yao that she might be pregnant, she would be scared to death.

To be on the safe side, Huang Yueguang followed his master's instructions and squatted in a rarely visited corner of the hospital's outer wall. He moved away the broken bricks piled there and pasted the talisman paper in the corner.

Huang Yueguang made the sign of the cross on his chest again, "Amen."

Then, she moved the debris back to cover the talisman paper. Accidentally, her finger scratched the broken surface of the brick, leaving a little blood. When the night wind blew, the blood spots spilled onto the talisman paper.

It was late at night, so she didn't notice the little accident. She just felt pain in her finger, so she quickly turned around and left to buy a Band-Aid.

The bright lights were still on in the lobby of the Rose Building.

Zhou Zheng had already finished reading all the beauty magazines he had collected with great difficulty. When he looked up, he saw a white thing lying by the window.

The sickly ghost was looking for something again. He passed by the lobby and glanced at the things that had been stuck on the window since morning. He coughed twice and asked Zhou Zheng while panting, "How long will that Dian Gong lie there?"

Zhou Zheng said in a sad tone: "Maybe he is waiting for his girlfriend to come back."

Originally, the tiny silk threads were invisible to the naked eye, but as time passed, one silk thread after another was wrapped around the boy, and the dense white silk threads became more and more, like a cocoon, wrapping the boy up and hanging him on the glass window.

The thick yet seemingly light cocoon only had a few small holes, and red gems faintly revealed a beautiful and strange light from inside, and they looked like a pair of eyes, quietly spying on the movements outside.

The cocoon was like a swing suspended in the air, swaying slightly, and a faint sucking sound could be heard from inside. After a while, the cocoon cracked open, and a piece of broken ice packaging plastic was thrown out, joining the snack garbage piled up like a small mountain on the ground.

The sickly ghost said: "He eats so much, isn't he afraid that Miss Bai will come back and beat him up?"

Zhou Zheng thought about it, his eyes shining with wisdom, "No, maybe he will be more excited."

The sickly ghost glanced at the cocoon swaying over there and said, "If I can get out..."

Suddenly, a cold wind blew violently, as if sweeping away the dust that had been dull in the ancient alley for years, and shaking the windows of the Rose Building, making a continuous sound.

In the next moment, the windows of the entire building opened, and all the breath merged with the outside world.

Zhou Zheng stood up in shock.

The consumptive ghost straightened up.

Miss Lu had just slashed the neck of the man she brought home today. She stopped and suddenly raised her head to look out the window.

The residents in the building all ran to the windows and looked outside.

In the alley, a child playing with marbles suddenly lost control of his strength and crushed the marbles in his hand.

The white cocoon hanging by the glass window stopped shaking.

An arm that was thin and not in line with human cognition, like a limb, stretched out from the crack of the cocoon, tearing the cocoon bit by bit, and the overly thin and long shadow twisted and crawled out of the gap bit by bit.

Silver hair was flying, red eyes were becoming more and more narrow, the corners of lips were constantly rising like seams, and the sound of twisting limbs added to the weirdness in the shadows. After a while, it climbed up along the window and drilled out through the gap in the glass door.

Even Zhou Zheng and the tuberculosis ghost, even though they were both aliens, would feel their scalps tingling and goose bumps all over their bodies every time they saw such indescribable things.

The madness I felt in my brain burned my rationality, my spirit was seriously polluted, and my sanity value dropped rapidly!