After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

"I know they are all patients." Yin An also stared at the screen and muttered, "Didn't we know this from the beginning?"

"No. Look," Zhang Yan moved the mouse, "They have all been treated in Mucheng People's Hospital recently."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Yin An still didn't understand.

Wang Xiaoming already understood Zhang Yan's meaning: "They not only visited the same hospital, but also the same department. Do you think they will see the same doctor?"

"It's entirely possible! The monster may be among the doctors in that hospital." Yin An suddenly realized, "Then shall we meet that monster right away?"

"If you care about it, it will cause chaos." Wang Xiaoming pressed the notebook, "Wu Qin has lost news, which proves that the other party is not weak, and the consequences of rash actions may be very serious."

"Senior brother Wang is right." Zhang Yan rubbed Yin An's head, suppressed the boy's protest, then turned his head and asked Wang Xiaoming: "Senior brother, how should we prepare? You decide."

"Make preparations tonight. I'll make a few more talismans. You and Yin An can rest well. There may be a tough battle tomorrow."

Yin An frowned, his face was full of worry: "Brother Xiao Ming, I will make talismans with you, how can I sleep now."

"If you can't sleep, you have to sleep. No matter how anxious you are, you won't jump out by yourself. Let's go." Zhang Yan put Wu Qin's computer in his bag and carried it away.

Wang Xiaoming lit the soothing incense in the room, and the pajamas quickly swept over. Zhang Yan closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly, but the dream was not peaceful.One moment was Wu Qin with blood all over his face, and another moment was He Lanjue with a long sword stuck in his chest. After the long sword was pulled out, a huge flower of blood bloomed on his chest. The figure gradually went away, Zhang Yan chased desperately, chased desperately, the surrounding scenery changed, he chased to the edge of the cliff, and finally there was no way to go.

As the dusk fell, the blood-colored sunset dragged its huge body down exhaustedly.He turned around in despair, only to find that the person he had been chasing was waiting behind him.

"Ah Jue." He called.The man smiled and held out his hand to him.

Zhang Yan walked towards him step by step, and just when his fingertips were about to touch, this long dream ended.

It turned out to be early in the morning, he lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to wash.

"Brother Zhang Yan, are you up? I'll be fine soon." Yin An got up earlier than him, and had already started to wash. He turned his head when he heard the sound, with a toothbrush in his mouth, and spoke indistinctly. Eyes: "Why are you crying?"

"I cried?" Zhang Yan wiped his face subconsciously, and found that there were really tears on his face.He hadn't dreamed of He Lanjue for a long, long time.

The boy spit out the foam in his mouth, rinsed his mouth quickly, and said vaguely: "Are you worried about senior brother? Don't worry, senior brother will be fine."

"Ah..." Zhang Yan looked at the young man who was so worried about him, but lenient him instead, and avoided his gaze uncomfortably. This action was interpreted by Yin An as the embarrassment of being found crying by others, and he didn't go into it.

"I feel like I've had a good night's sleep and I've been rejuvenated."

The three of them washed up and set off for Mucheng People's Hospital.

The morning in Mucheng was very cold, and the sky was covered by a thick haze, like an ominous atmosphere lingering in the town.Just after the New Year, it should be the busiest season. Many shops are closed, and few people can be seen on the street.The townspeople are in danger due to the rumored contagion.

The three of them locked on a comatose patient last night. When they arrived at the hospital, they went straight to the floor where the patient was.

"Hey, why are you here?" A suspected janitor stopped them, "It's not time to visit patients yet."

"Isn't it starting at 9 o'clock?" Zhang Yan asked.

The uncle looked at his old Shanghai brand watch: "Okay. Now it's here."

The doctors had just finished checking the wards in this area, and a large group of people huffed through the corridor to another area.Zhang Yan subconsciously paid attention to the breath of the group of doctors, and found nothing unusual.

He exchanged glances with Wang Xiaoming and Yin An, Wang Xiaoming shook his head silently - no.

"Aren't you going to visit the sick? What are you doing here?" the uncle said impatiently as he saw their eye contact.

"Oh, sir, may I ask you, which ward is Liu Qun in?"

"Liu Qun? Bed 23, right there." The gatekeeper pointed to the fifth room in a row.

The three of them walked into the room and met Liu Qun's mother getting up from the bed holding a water basin.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Auntie, we are your son's friends." Zhang Yan said proactively.

"Ah? Why haven't I heard him mention it?" The middle-aged woman looked at the three of them suspiciously. The two young men were leading a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. No matter how they looked, they looked weird.

"We used to be donkey friends." Zhang Yan thought of Liu Qun's hobby of traveling all over the country, and hurriedly smoothed things over, "We happened to pass by Mucheng and heard about it, so we came to see him." He pointed to Yin An again: "He is my brother. He must follow."

Zhang Yan was born with a righteous face, especially able to win the favor of middle-aged women.When he said this, Liu Qun's mother dispelled her doubts: "That's it, then thank you for coming to see him."

Zhang Yan exchanged a few words with the middle-aged woman, and seeing Liu Qun's mother completely put down her guard, she took the opportunity to say, "Auntie, we are from Chenhai. I have a friend who works in a big hospital in Chenhai. Show me Look at his case, maybe it can help."

Liu Qun's mother hesitated for a moment, then found out Liu Qun's case and handed it to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan flipped through the pages and saw the name of the doctor who first showed him.Write it down silently, and then say: "I'll go back and ask my friend if I can contact the hospital in Chenhai."

"Hey," the woman responded several times, "Then thank you all."

Coming out of the ward, the three of them sank.

"Brother Ming," Yin An said hesitantly, "Did that person just now have no soul?"

"Well," Wang Xiaoming nodded.

"No soul? Can a person die without a soul?" Zhang Yan asked.

Yin An shook his head: "If the soul leaves the body temporarily, nothing will happen, but when the time of separation reaches a certain limit, the body will be exhausted and die."

"What is the limit?"

"It varies from person to person." Wang Xiaoming said, "Some people can survive without their souls for a few years, while others can't stand it in a week or two."

"But, how does the soul leave the body?"

"Well," Yin An rolled his eyes, "It is not uncommon for mortal souls to leave their bodies. In the first case, for example, when they are frightened, their souls will leave their bodies for a short time, but this is generally not relevant, because living souls It will quickly return to its place. The second type, when encountering serious injuries, the living soul will also leave the body to avoid pain, and the third type—"

"Spells." Wang Xiaoming said, "Some sorcerers can peel off living souls forcibly."

"How do you know which one it is?" Zhang Yan asked.

Wang Xiaoming said: "In the first two cases, the living soul will not be too far away from the body, and a simple spell can bring the living soul back. As for the latter case, the living soul can only be brought back if the caster is found."

"Then what do you think is the situation here? Is Liu Qun's soul still around?"

Wang Xiaoming said: "Try it and you will know. Find a place where no one is around, and let's recruit a soul."

The three hid in the toilet and hung the cleaning sign outside.Wang Xiaoming took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his bag, dipped it in cinnabar and wrote Liu Qun's birth date on it, held it between his index finger and middle finger, put it to his lips, and began to murmur. With a soft sound, a cluster of faint blue flames burst out. Strange to say, when the talisman paper burned, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. He calmed down, opened his spirit vision, and found that the ghosts in the hospital were all around Come over and stand in a circle.

I didn't know if I didn't see it, but I was shocked when I saw it. The ghosts here are of various colors and situations, but I didn't see Liu Qun.After a few more seconds, the talisman paper burned to the end, and the ghosts dispersed one after another.

"It seems that someone has done something." Wang Xiaoming frowned, "The summoning of the soul just now may have alarmed the snake, so what should we do next?"

The three of them looked at each other, unable to think of the next step for a while.

Zhang Yan suddenly slapped his head: "Just now I read Liu Qun's case, should we go and find his earliest attending doctor?"

"Do you understand the signature?"

"Understood, Wang Fan."

Yin An gave a thumbs up: "Excellent, you can understand even the doctor's words."

"What's the matter, I'm used to Lao Bai's writing every day. Even if you give me earthworm writing, I can guess it!"

Dr. Wang Fan happened to be an outpatient clinic today, and Zhang Yan and the three went to make a special appointment. There were not many people seeing the doctor today, so the three of them saw Wang Fan soon.

Looking in his early forties, wearing frame glasses, slightly fat, with a kind face, when he saw Zhang Yan coming in, he glanced at him and asked, "What's the problem?"

Wang Xiaoming glanced at Zhang Yan, and Zhang Yan immediately sat down in front of the doctor consciously: "Doctor, my throat is not feeling well, can you show me?"

He really didn't lie, he just came back from a trip, and he didn't have a good rest in the past two days, so he did have a little inflammation.The doctor checked, lowered his head to write and draw in the medical record book, and said, "It's nothing serious, I'll prescribe some medicine for you, pay attention to rest and keep warm. Don't feel young and take care of your body."

"Hey." Zhang Yan responded to the doctor, then turned to look at the two people behind him, only to see Yin An shook his head invisibly at him, then got up from the stool, took the medical records, and left the consulting room together.

"It's not this doctor." Wang Xiaoming frowned, "Unless there is too much difference in strength between us, I wouldn't have noticed any trace."

"If it wasn't him, who else would it be?" Zhang Yan's expression also turned serious. In this way, the clues were broken, and everything had to start from scratch.

"I think that the person who cast the spell is here." Yin Andao

The eyes of the other two people immediately turned to him: "How to say?"

Yin An thought for a while: "Although the hospital is originally a place where yin qi gathers, the aura here is more yin and cold than other places, and it seems artificial." Ordinary monks are sensitive.

"Since Yin An said so, let's search around again, maybe we can find some clues again." Zhang Yan suggested.

"Zhang Yan is right." Wang Xiaoming agreed, "The hospital is full of people during the day, and the breath is messy. Let's look at the direction of the Qi veins here at midnight, and maybe we can find the source of the abnormality."

The three of them made a plan, had a hasty meal at noon, went back to the hotel to sleep, and at ten o'clock in the evening, they took their goodies and ran to the People's Hospital.

"How is it?" Zhang Yan hid in the bushes, avoiding the security guards watching the night, and asked the young man with his eyes closed.

"Hush—don't talk, I'm feeling it with my heart." The boy said, his eyes closed even tighter. The yin energy of the hospital itself is also a kind of interference. Looking for the magic energy in the yin energy is like looking for a strange energy in a messy room. A needle is generally difficult.

But Yin An is worthy of his talent, and soon discovered the abnormality, opened Yanlai: "The Yin Qi under this building is a bit abnormal."

"What anomalous method?"

"It's just..." Yin An thought for a while, "It feels weird."