Coveted by stupid cats every day

Qiao Wu only felt a warm current slowly flowing from his lower abdomen to his limbs, and most of the coldness on his body receded. When he looked down, he saw that Bai Lan had slipped into his clothes.

In the afternoon, Qiao Wu realized that there was a piece of fluff on his lower abdomen, which was soft and warm, and his consciousness gradually came back. Qiao Wu held the big cat in his arms tightly, and whispered: "Did I just fall asleep?"

Knowing that the cat in his arms couldn't speak human words to communicate with him, Qiao Wu continued to talk, as if chatting with Bai Lan, more like encouraging himself, "It is said that the cat's body temperature is high, but I didn't expect it to save lives at a critical moment."

Bai Lan let out an "ow". Even though she couldn't understand the cat language, Qiao Wu could still hear disdain. Thinking of the big cat's arrogant appearance, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "Get up and work."

Qiao Wu stood up, but didn't let go of the large heater in his arms. Most of the spirits in the mortuary passed away due to illness, and they had all kinds of shapes, but these were newly dead souls, and they still retained the residual consciousness of their bodies.

Some clutched their stomachs and wailed for pain, some pounded their heads against the wall with painful expressions, and more complained about their physical pain while wandering aimlessly. These spirits were not aggressive, but Full of shade.

From time to time, it will pass through Qiao Wu's body, causing a chill that hits the soul directly. Qiao Wu has always disliked touching the spirit body, which is the reason.

Qiao Wu re-examined each bed, and found that Lin Qianyuan's one had completely disappeared, but the beds were still neat and tidy, with seven beds horizontally and seven vertical ones, and there was a bed lying on each bed. corpse.

Qiao Wu couldn't remember for a while, which bed Lin Qianyuan was lying on.

"Dabai, do you still remember where Lin Qianyuan's bed is? There are a total of seventy-seven and forty-nine beds. When we came in, the beds here were not full of corpses. At least six of them were empty, and Lin Qianyuan was lying on one."

Qiao Wu tightened her clothes again, and bound the big cat in her arms even tighter. A warmer heat wave came back, and finally felt her stiff body was relieved.

Qiao Wu discovered a trick, it seemed that every time the big cat in his arms was tightened, his body temperature would be higher, so he couldn't help freeing up a hand like a treasure, and touched the white and fluffy cat's head. Dao: I didn't expect to have such a use for keeping a cat. I didn't feed him so many takeaways for nothing.

Bai Lan, whose body temperature and heartbeat rose involuntarily because of the skin-to-skin contact with her own shit-shoveling officer, shook her ears weakly in response to Qiao Wu's touch, completely losing her usual momentum.

"That is to say," Qiao Wu continued to analyze, "Shumen, Injury, Dumen, Jingmen, Jingmen, and Kaimen, there are six places in total. If my deduction is correct, the rest are death gates, the only life gates. It is the bed that Lin Qianyuan is lying on. If we want to go out, we must find the location where Lin Qianyuan was just now, which is the 'eye' of the formation."

Qiao Wu shrank her shoulders, almost wanting to pull Bai Lan into her body, "The most accurate way is to grab these spirit bodies one by one and check them one by one, and then check the seven missing ones one by one."

Qiao Wu shook his head again, denying this proposal to himself, even if he avoided all the dead doors, it would not be a joke if he entered the "shock door" or "hurt door", maybe he would fall into a more terrifying one place.

The so-called "frightening door" means frightening and weird. If you force yourself to go out of this door, you will easily encounter panic and chaos. Qiao Wu didn't even dare to think about it.

As the name implies, "Shangmen" must see blood. Bloody disasters can be big or small. If the people in the formation can drop the indoor temperature to tens of minus, they must have no good intentions to let Qiao Wu return to the real world alive.

Qiao Wu didn't dare to stay, and ran around the morgue with the big cat in his arms, trying to ignore the painful groans in his ears, and even closed his eyes altogether.

"Shengmen, Shengmen." Qiao Wu said in his mouth. When he opened his eyes, he could see the ghosts. Close your eyes and look at yourself."

"Close your eyes and look at myself." Qiao Wu murmured, suddenly, in the darkness, a cluster of glowing fires could gradually be seen, the fires were faint but very warm.

Qiao Wu walked towards the light source. He knew that in this mortuary, there were seven to seven or forty-nine iron beds neatly arranged, and every two or three steps, he would bump into a bed.

But he walked all the way, unexpectedly unimpeded, walked to the light source and opened his eyes.

There was an empty iron bed in front of him. There was no Lin Qianyuan, but there were no other corpses either. Qiao Wu looked around and found that the floating spirits were all looking at him in horror.

There were piercing screams one after another, but they only dared to stop Qiao Wu with their voices, but hesitated not to approach. Qiao Wu became more determined, and unhesitatingly untied the sheet on the empty iron bed~.

For a moment, everything was silent, and the shrill howls and screams in my ears all died down, and the morgue was clean, where were there any spirit bodies floating around indiscriminately?

However, the "harmless" spirit body is gone, but the "harmful" little ghost is still eyeing. The two little ghosts facing each other on the left and the right and their two masters—two masters?

Lin Qianyuan was already awake, and Lan Manman was there!

Before Qiao Wu could take a closer look, she saw An Dai eagerly shaking herself: "You're awake!"

Qiao Wu still had a splitting headache, so he said lazily, "Sister An, if you keep shaking, send me directly to the brain clinic next door."

Only then did An Dai stop shaking: "Little Qiao, if you have any troubles, how can I explain to Wen Chu?"

Qiao Wu was no longer in danger of being shaken out of the concussion. As soon as she relaxed, she started to run the train habitually: "Sister An, I'm going to be sad when you say that, why can't I explain to my brother? Don't you think so?" Worried about me?"

An Dai was so teased by Qiao Wu that she couldn't help but bend her eyes: "Of course I'm worried about you too."

Before Qiao Wu could answer, he received another paw, and it was this paw that made him belatedly realize that his arms were empty. Shaking hair.

Could it be his and Bai Lan's souls that were trapped by the formation just now?

There is indeed such an ancient formation, using ghosts as lures, can trap the souls of warlocks or mortals. People have three souls and seven souls. In a coma, he became a vegetable.

It's just that this formation only exists in classics and requires strong spiritual power. According to science, it can be regarded as a "conceptual formation" handed down.

Its "concept" has not been reactivated until now.But so to speak, those spirit bodies just now are not "harmless".

Although they didn't attack directly, they tried to imprison Qiao Wu's soul there with their own yin energy, which was the origin of the biting cold of minus [-] degrees.

I don't know what kind of agreement those spirit bodies reached with the people who set up the formation, so that when Qiao Wu left, those spirit bodies suffered so badly.

Anyway, Qiao Wu left safely. Thinking of that formation, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat again, and almost completely imprisoned his soul there forever, unable to reincarnate forever.

There was a "crackling" sound, and the whole mortuary was gusty. The men sent by Wen Peng had already taken their positions, forming an offensive and defensive formation. Qiao Wu found that he and the big cat were protected by this formation. of.

Qiao Wu raised his voice and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The people who formed the formation looked at Qiao Wu and said, "It should."

Qiao Wu found that besides herself and the big cat, there was another person lying beside her, and she couldn't help frowning: "Her soul should not be imprisoned there."

An Dai said: "Don't worry, this nurse insisted on following in, but when she saw those two little devils pushing over a corpse, she thought it was a fraudulent corpse, passed out, and it's all right."

Qiao Wu saw that An Dai spoke calmly, and knew that although she did not have "yin and yang eyes", she did have a treasure that could see through all reality - the mirror of discarding phases.

Abandoning the appearance of people, self, and sentient beings, what you see is only the truth you want to see.

Although the "special department" often requires foreign aid to help, those who may enter are all people with status and ability, and each of them should not be underestimated.

Even if you look at an embroidered pillow that knows nothing, it may be a junior from a mysterious family. The 'special department' pays a salary to help with the experience (raising) and training. The adults in the family will also help when needed, Wen Peng It is never a loss-making business.

Although these people couldn't see the two little ghosts, they could see the danger of the situation from the gusts of wind and the flying corpses.

"Did brother call foreign aid?"

An Dai shook her head: "I was negligent, there is no signal here, and the appointed time has not yet arrived, Wen Chu probably won't come down."

Qiao Wu nodded. At the same time, the two brats were fighting fiercely. The one raised by Lan Manman was not as cute as the usual chubby Yuxue. Fang Fang, no longer the soft and waxy sound of milk in the throat, but a low growl of "hissing".

The other "Bad Sister" kid with combed hair is even more ferocious, the sewing needle in his hand is emitting black smoke, and whenever he touches the kid, he will smell burnt, it is a magic weapon that hurts the soul.

Qiao Wu stood up and said to those who formed the formation: "You have worked hard, the formation can be withdrawn."