Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

"No, you take it, take it all!"

When Jiang Chen threw the bank card over, Uncle Wei threw it back.

"I eat from the bureau, use the bureau's, and I can't spend a penny."

That's right.

When Jiang Chen went to the Finance and Economics Department to swipe his card, there was a total of 36 million in the card, not a penny less. Uncle Wei should have never touched any money since he retired 30 years ago.

He paid 50,000 yuan, half of a month's salary.

There are 35.95 million left in this card.

Such a huge sum of money was thrown over by Uncle Wei casually.

But at this moment, he was standing on the steps outside the building, pinching a cigarette in his hand, his old body was bent, and his face facing the sun was full of smiles.

Shouted a bit narrowly: "Boy!"

"Master, my strength is humble, and I can't find the inheritance of the mantle. I will give you all my family property. When I die in the future, you will wrap me in a straw mat, dig a bigger pit and bury it. Put two cigarettes in front of the grave." ,how?"

Seeing that Jiang Chen seemed to want to refuse.

Uncle Wei was a little excited.

The puff of smoke he inhaled didn't go well, and he coughed violently, his face flushed from coughing.

"Cough, cough, old, old!"

"It's useless, I'm afraid it won't be long before I come to see you...Captain, Xiaowan..."

He looked at the sky, his cloudy eyes full of memories.

Immediately, he glared at Jiang Chen again: "Boy! You won't settle accounts for such a good deal? A straw mat and two cigarettes are exchanged for the old man. I have saved half my life. After passing this village, there will be no such shop!"

Jiang Chen nodded silently this time, and put the card into his pocket.

"Okay, after you die of old age, I will collect your body."

"But try to die as normal as possible. If there are too many pieces, I'm afraid that one mat will not be rolled out."

Hearing this, the old man stared at him immediately, and laughed and cursed with joy and anger: "I can't bear to have more straw mats, you kid is really an iron rooster, exactly the same as me and me back then."

Having said that.

Seeing Jiang Chen coming down, he seemed extremely happy, took a deep breath of cigarette, pulled Jiang Chen to sit down on the steps, and chatted about his youthful experiences.

At that time, there were not many supernatural events.

But Wei Changwu was unlucky, he bumped into him once, and he still remembers that that night, a fire broke out in his fairly well-to-do house, people were eating people, and blood was everywhere.

He was escorted for his life.

But when he escaped for a few miles, the man also became weird.

Wei Changwu sighed for a while, jokingly said that if there was no such incident, he would have been a young master at that time.

He also talked to Jiang Chen about his mother, who is a very gentle woman.

I also have a younger sister who likes to wear a ball head and run behind a big yellow dog.

My father was a well-known benevolent person with a radius of tens of miles. He carried a coffin back that night, but none of the dozens of members of the family got a good death...

While chatting, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be moved.

It's not that I was moved. People's sorrows and joys are not connected.

What moved him was that after chatting with the old man for so long, he didn't contribute at all.

He stared at Uncle Wei for a long time.

After making sure that he didn't feel any malice from the other party, Jiang Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

For a moment he even guessed.

The opponent's experience is all fabricated, in fact he is a pawn inserted into the underworld by the dark alliance.

But it's not right to think about it carefully. Some of the words I said before will cause emotional fluctuations, but there is still no ghost in the slightest.

And the experience Uncle Wei talked about doesn't look like a fake, he should have indeed had such a embarrassing past.

After the family members die, join Yincao, follow the captain to deal with supernatural events, and save those who have the same experience as him.

In the end, he watched his teammates die one by one in front of him.

For ten years, my heart is ashamed, and all the old people have passed away. Only I am left watching at the gate of the Yincao branch where I have worked together, watching the hopes of new generations being ignited, and remembering the people and things in the past.

have to say.

Uncle Wei's experience has given Jiang Chen a lot of understanding of the era we live in today.

The revival of terror is no longer simply a sentence of ghosts in the world.

It is the pain and despair of generations.

Around noon, Jiang Chen left. Uncle Wei may have his own secrets, but he is definitely not a villain.

He didn't care too much.

Tens of millions are nothing to Jiang Chen, who owns one-third of Gu's Group.

However, the old man guarded Jiangbei all his life, and Jiang Chen grew up in Jiangbei.

He lacks a person to die, and he can do it with little effort.

Take a taxi home.

on the way.

Jiang Chen checked it out. Today, he harvested nearly 10,000 ghost energy, which is very good. After all, there is no risk, and there is no need to face those cruel and insidious ghosts.

Almost for nothing.

However, I can gain so much because it is the first time to adopt such a wake-up method, and the emotional feedback from the public is relatively large.

Jiang Chen estimates that the harvest will be much smaller in the future, but after a month, he should still be able to get 100,000 Ghost Qi.

"It's cool, if it wasn't for the many crises recently, I wouldn't have to go on missions anymore. I wake people up at the Yincao sub-bureau every day. After a year, I will almost have the strength of a king!"

Jiang Chen murmured, dreaming sweet dreams.

However, the current situation clearly does not allow him to do so. There are many crises in all parties, and even Uncle Wei's previous words also imply some very dangerous messages.

This old man, who was burdened with some kind of secret, seemed to feel that he would not live long.

"Troubled times..."

Jiang Chen shook his head, lying on the back seat of the taxi, feeling a rare sense of exhaustion.

When I get home.

He opened the underworld app, and there was an extra page on it, which was the special permission of Yincao.

Enter "Patient Building".

There are many search results, the most important ones are nine files, which are the first to eighth wards, and one file marked in red - [cursed hospital]

Jiang Chen checked them one by one, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

When he knew about the seventh sick building before, it was said that the strongest thing there was only the bloody clothes. At that time, he thought that the sick building was just an event with a threat level of around B.

Only now do I understand.

The origin of the sick building is so big!

After reading it, he summarized the information.

There is a hospital called Xingfu Mental Hospital, which accommodates many disabled people with physical deformities or psychological distortions.

It is said that what this hospital advocates is to let these abnormal human beings get the same happiness as ordinary people.

It sounds wonderful.

But in fact, after these people entered the hospital, they became more and more unfortunate, and soon died one by one.

They all cursed the hospital before they died, and from a certain day onwards, the Happy Mental Hospital became more and more weird.

In the end, everyone who knew the hospital called it the cursed hospital.

And by this time, this hospital had long since become an unshakable behemoth, so terrifying that even Yan Luo, the underworld, suffered a big loss in his hands!