Phoenix Feather

The room suddenly became bright, and everyone couldn't adapt to the glaring light, so they closed their eyes involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, the room had returned to its original state, Chen Yongye had disappeared, and the skeleton hand had also disappeared.

call!The breath that everyone was holding back finally spit out at this time.

Xuanxuan's forehead was covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, he was about to wipe it off with his hand, but Yueyu had already pulled out a tissue and carefully wiped it off for him.

Yue Yu got very close, and could clearly see his fluttering eyelashes, Xuan Xuan's breathing was slightly suffocated.

"Thank you!" Xuan Xuan thanked in a low voice.

Yue Yu smiled lowly: "I don't like you being polite to me."

Xuan Xuan was taken aback.

Xiao Chunqiu looked left and right, and said puzzledly: "I seemed to hear the sound of something heavy falling to the ground just now, but I didn't see anything fall down?"

Xuan Xuan moved his eyes away from Yue Yu's smiling purple eyes, and said: "Didn't you see two different scenes, one is that Chen Yongye cut off his own skin, and the other is that the skeleton hand cut off Chen Yongye's skin .”

Shangguan Xuan nodded, "I was just about to ask why you did this?"

Xuan Xuan said: "That's because the murderer came and left."

The crowd was astonished.

Xiao Chunqiu was the first to jump up and said: "He came and left?! Why didn't we see anyone?"

"That's not really a human being." Yue Yu interjected.

not human?Everyone just felt the cold rushing from the soles of their feet to their foreheads.

Xiao Chunqiu swallowed, "You mean the murderer is a ghost?"

Yueyu scratched the chipmunk's chin with her index finger, and said, "It's not a ghost, but it's not a human being either. If you really want to define it, you can say it's the consciousness body. What do you think, Xiaoxuan?"

Shangguan Xuan looked at Yue Yu with a complicated expression, and said, "You were able to restrain him just now, but you didn't make a move."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chunqiu and the others all looked at Yue Yu with suspicion and astonishment.

Yue Yu put one hand in her pocket, the smile on her face was a bit cold, "Shoot? Not interested."

The hot-blooded Xiao Chunqiu couldn't understand his indifferent attitude of sitting on the sidelines, and immediately said a little angrily: "That pervert killed six people! If you can catch him, why did you let him go?"

Yue Yu glanced at him and said lightly, "Because there is no obligation."

The atmosphere cooled down on the spot.

Xuanxuan said at the right time: "Only by letting him go can we catch big fish for a long time. It is very difficult to extract a confession if a conscious body is caught. If you accidentally let him go out of his wits, you will not be able to ask anything. You don't want this case to become a case. Let's hang up the case."

Xiao Chunqiu was at a loss for words.

Shangguan Xuan said: "It looks like you know who the murderer is?"

Xuan Xuan looked at him, "Don't you also have someone to suspect."

Xiao Chunqiu was dissatisfied: "What charades are you playing?"

Hyun Hyun replied, "A charade you don't know."

Xiao Chunqiu: "..."

At this time, Song Xiaoyu's cell phone rang... After hanging up the phone, he had a serious expression on his face: "The forensic results of those blood peach blossom fans found in Chen Yongye's ward have already been obtained, and they were all made with the skins of the three male deceased. made."

Hearing this, Xiao Chunqiu and others felt sick for a while, the murderer is really perverted!

"If you need help, come to me." After speaking, Xuanxuan was about to leave with Yueyu.

"Wait," Xiao Chunqiu called to stop him, "You haven't said who the murderer is yet?"

Xuan Xuan stopped in his tracks and turned around: "If I guessed correctly, it should be that female doctor Sang Ju."

***

The women heard rumors that the man had bought a house in the city, had another woman, and was planning to marry.

The woman didn't believe it. He said that when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, he would marry him. How could he break his promise?

Under the sympathetic and strange eyes of everyone, the woman waited day after day, and the peach tree in the yard was full of branches, blooming enthusiastically and brilliantly.

The woman struggled to get up, and leaned against the door, staring at the bright peach blossoms.

He would marry himself, he would, she lied to herself over and over again.

The peach blossoms are withering day by day, and the weak flowers are withering day by day, falling to the branches.

The woman's illness is getting worse and worse, and her life is like the dead flowers on the branches, which will fall into mud and dust at any time.

Since taking the fan away that time, the man never came again.

A woman never knows that the fans she makes are very expensive, let alone that men make huge profits from them.

She lay on the bed every day, looking sideways at the peach blossoms outside the window, watching the peach blossoms on the branches become less and less, her heart slowly sank into the ice cellar, she began to believe those rumors, but she still hoped that he would not lie to yourself.

However, after waiting in pain, what he waited for was the bad news that he was going to get married tomorrow.

The woman cried bitterly, crying shrillly.

The last peach blossom finally floated away from the branch, and the woman's heart died.

Her beautiful and flexible hands have become skinny and ugly due to illness.

As if returning to the light, the dying woman got out of bed with a little effort, stretched out her trembling hand, took out the tool she used to make a fan, and cut a piece of skin from her body, bleeding profusely, but the woman seemed to feel no pain.

She carefully sewed a fan with her own skin, and dotted blood-red peach blossoms on the fan with her own blood.

She asked someone to bring a word to the man, that she was going to die, and hoped to give him the last fan she made.

When the man comes, the woman has already run out of fuel and is as dry as a hairspring when he comes.

She struggled to open her eyes and looked at the person she loved, but the man's eyes were not on her, his greedy eyes were fixed on the peach blossom fan tightly held in her hand.

The last glimmer of hope was also shattered, and the woman completely gave up.

The resentment came from the sky, and the only thing she got in exchange for her love was betrayal. In this case, she wanted them to be buried with her.

The woman's eyes widened as she took her last breath.

The man broke away the woman's tightly gripped fingers immediately, and took the peach blossom fan away.

A straw mat wrapped a woman's bleak life.

The man was drunk and staggered towards the new house.

His beautiful girl is waiting for him, and his good life is about to begin.

Kicking open the door, the new house was filled with red, and the festive color made the man's eyes blood red.

He staggered towards the bride sitting by the bed.

A bride is beautiful, much more beautiful than a woman.

Seeing the bride's shy smile made the man's heart itch unbearably, he hugged her and rolled towards the bedding.

……

The man yawned and opened his eyes. He was so happy last night, and he felt a kind of sigh that the spring night was too short.

Reaching out to his wife, the cold hands made the man suddenly turn his head.

His eyes were bulging, the whites of his eyes were turned up, his chest was a bloody mess, and the person who was happy with him last night became a corpse overnight.

The man screamed and rolled out of bed in panic.

The stiff corpse suddenly reached out and grabbed the man's hand.

……

Ah!

Chen Yongye screamed and woke up suddenly, his heart was beating violently, and his whole body was clammy and cold.

He just wanted to wipe the sweat off his forehead with his hand, but was horrified to find that his hand was clamped by a bony hand.

"Are you awake?" A faint voice rang in his ears.

Chen Yongye's cry stuck in his throat, he wiped his sweat with his other hand, and took a deep breath, "Doctor Sang, it's you, you scared me to death!"

Sang Ju didn't answer, she just stared at Chen Yongye in a daze.

Chen Yongye was frightened, and wanted to pull his hand back from Sang Ju's, but Sang Ju's skinny hand was like an iron hoop, and he couldn't break free no matter what.

Chen Yongye was anxious and panicked, and stammered: "Sang, Doctor Sang, can you let go of my hand, I'm a rough man—"

The room was very dark, and Sang Ju, who stood silently in the shadows, was like a ghost in hell, staring at Chen Yongye with captivating eyes, and the female corpse that was holding on to him in his dream unconsciously appeared in his mind.

For a moment, the woman in the dream overlapped with the gloomy Sangju in front of him.

Chen Yongye trembled uncontrollably and his teeth chattered.

Sang Ju was very thin, as thin as a bamboo pole, but her hands were so strong that Chen Yongye felt that his wrist was about to break.

Chen Yongye felt useless, but he couldn't help shaking. He wanted to call for help, but his neck seemed to be choked, and he couldn't say anything. sound.

Sang Ju looked at Chen Yongye for a long time, and finally let go of her hand slowly.

Chen Yongye felt that the wrist she had grabbed seemed to be on fire, and when he looked down, he was horrified to find that his wrist was blackened.

"Sang, Dr. Sang, what's the matter with you?" Chen Yongye couldn't even finish his sentence.

"Routine rounds." Sang Ju's voice was peculiar, with the coldness of a cold swamp.

Chen Yongye sniffled, and vaguely smelled a rancid smell on Sangju's body.

Sang Ju stretched out her hand to touch Chen Yongye's calf wrapped in gauze, heavy and light.

The cold and slippery fear caused Chen Yongye's head to stop working, his eyes protruded, and he hoped that Sang Ju would move her hand away quickly.

After touching it for a while, Sang Ju moved her hand away, and Chen Yongye immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Ju asked casually: "I heard that someone cut off a piece of skin from your calf?"

After she mentioned this, Chen Yongye thought of the horrible experience last night, and he said anxiously: "Doctor Sang, I, I saw a ghost last night!"

Sangju smiled, as if she heard a big joke.

Seeing that she didn't believe it, Chen Yongye became anxious, "I'm serious, I really saw hell, I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore, I want to go home."

"Okay, then you go home, I will take you to go through the formalities."

The unexpected answer made Chen Yongye dumbfounded, "Are you serious, really?"

Sang Ju nodded.

Chen Yongye was ecstatic, "Thank you, Dr. Sang."

Hearing his thanks, Sangju gave another weird smile.

Looking at her smile, Chen Yongye faintly felt that something was wrong, but when he thought of being able to leave the hospital, he couldn't care less about anything.

"Let's go."

"Good good."

Chen Yongye struggled to get up, and Sang Ju handed him the crutch on the bedside.

"Thank you!" Chen Yongye was very grateful. Although this Dr. Sang was weird, he was still quite a nice person.

The lights in the corridor were dim, and there was silence all around, like a dead city, without any living things.

Chen Yongye walked behind Sang Ju, looking around anxiously, "Doctor Sang, is the hospital always this quiet at night?"

"The hospital, you can't argue with the dead soul." Sang Ju said lightly and honestly.

A chill came up from the soles of his feet, and Chen Yongye shivered firmly. He originally wanted to talk to Sang Ju to dispel the growing fear in his heart, but what Sang Ju said made him even more frightened, so Chen Yongye had no choice but to stop talking. Peeping back from time to time.

At the end of the long dark corridor, there seemed to be countless ghosts baring their teeth and claws, eager to rush out and devour people.

Chen Yongye didn't dare to look any more, turned his head back, and cursed in his heart: he will never set foot in this ghost hospital again.

The half-turned neck froze, and he was shocked to find that Sang Ju, who was walking in front of him just now, was gone...

Chen Yongye was terrified, and pressed his back against the wall, his lips turned white, and he held the crutch tightly with both hands.

"Doctor Sang, Doctor Sang..."

Chen Yongye's flustered voice echoed in the empty corridor. Other than that, there was no sound. It seemed that even the air had stopped flowing. It stands to reason that in such a large hospital, no matter how quiet it is, it is impossible for it to be silent at all. No.

Chen Yongye's legs became limp, and he could barely stand upright.

He slowly turned his eyes and looked to both sides. The corridor at both ends seemed to be endless, and it was a black mess. What was even more strange was that there were no doors on both sides of the corridor. Chen Yongye clearly remembered that there was a door at a certain distance on both sides of the corridor. , but now those doors are gone, only the blackened walls.

Chen Yongye rubbed his eyes hard, I must be dazzled, it must be!

Just when Chen Yongye was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his throat, there was a burst of soft crying from a woman.

The crying sound is getting closer and closer, it seems that the crying person is getting closer.

Chen Yongye froze, and his throat made a gurgling sound.

A gust of wind suddenly rose in the still air, rushing towards Chen Yongye.

The fragile nerves were finally broken, and Chen Yongye ran forward crazily while leaning on crutches.

Several times, he fell down, and every time he fell, he felt that the cloudy wind was getting closer to him, and a vague stench filled his nose with the cloudy wind.

Chen Yongye didn't dare to stop, he got up and continued to run forward in a stumbling manner.

Chen Yongye was barefoot, and his slippers were gone. He felt terrified that a skinny hand was about to grab his ankle several times and drag him down. Sticky and nauseating feeling.

Chen Yongye was out of his wits and ran wildly.

After turning a corner, he finally saw a door with a soft light shining through the crack.

The ecstatic Chen Yongye had no time to think about why a door suddenly appeared in the corridor like a dead end, and he didn't have time to think about what would be inside the door. He just wanted to go to a bright place. It would be so frightening that such things would not dare to chase after them in the dark.

He gritted his teeth, endured the piercing pain in his legs, held his last breath, pushed open the door with one hand, and rushed in.

Hitting the door, turning around and closing it, Chen Yongye's movements were done in one go. After confirming that the door was closed tightly, he collapsed and sat on the ground leaning against the door.

Panting for a while, Chen Yongye was able to look back at the environment in the room.

"Who are you?" Suddenly someone asked.

"Ah!" Chen Yongye let out a high-frequency scream, standing behind him was the woman in the dream with a hole in her chest.

The woman grinned at him, blood flowed out of her mouth, and even a few drops of blood dripped on Chen Yongye's instep.

The bright red blood stimulated Chen Yongye's nerves, he yelled crazily, raised the crutch in his hand and thrust it towards the woman.