Ye Feng:
He turned his head sharply.
I saw a grayish white in the swaying shadows of the trees. The white quickly shuttled through the greenery, and it was difficult for people to catch it. It seemed that the white stopped soon.
It is indeed a woman.
She was wearing a white dress, which was already torn and tattered, revealing the rotting skin underneath. Her nails were unusually sharp, digging into the bark, and she was climbing up the tree five or six meters above the ground, like a wild monkey or a leopard preparing to hunt.
The woman's face was rotten, her eyes were completely black, and her hair was messy and stuck to her cheeks.
But during this fleeting eye contact, Ye Feng recognized her!
This was indeed his second grandmother who had passed away many years ago!
For a moment, words could not describe the horror in Ye Feng’s heart.
The second grandmother's name was Zhang Nianyun. He had met her three or five times when he was young. He had the impression that she was an elegant and taciturn woman. Her age could not conceal her temperament.
They didn't talk to each other for many times, but one day, Ye Feng went out to play and came back to the yard soaked in rain and covered in mud.
He had expected to be scolded.
But Zhang Nianyun brought him clean clothes, washed the dirty clothes without saying a word, and finally brought him a bowl of ginger tea.
While she was making ginger tea, she hummed a beautiful song - this was Ye Feng's most profound impression of her.
Not long after, she died of illness.
The woman in front of him looked exactly like Zhang Nianyun.
Ye Feng also saw the wedding ring on her ring finger in Zhou Liang's live broadcast room!
The huge impact slowed his movements down for a moment. When he wanted to take out the talisman paper and call upon the gods, Zhang Nianyun had already let out a strange cry!
The cry was extremely sharp, like a drill drilling into the ears. All the birds in the area were startled and flew away with their wings spread.
Several of the broadcasters couldn't stand it anymore and rolled on the ground, covering their ears.
Ye Feng and Li were slightly better, but it was too late.
There was a flash of white in the shadow of the tree, and Zhang Nianyun ran away like a wild beast, clinging to the branches using his hands and feet.
Ye Feng looked back again and saw an invisible barrier descending from the sky that only an exorcist could sense.
It was filled with an eerie atmosphere, and the tone of the entire sanatorium seemed to have become a little colder.
They were trapped in a demonic barrier.
…
Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian walked into the building of the sanatorium.
The assistant's body was not easy to handle, so Lu Yingjiu simply took it down from the window sill, put it on the ground, and pulled a curtain to cover it temporarily. Although it was crude, it was the only way to make do.
The assistant had a strong Yin energy, so he picked up a piece of talisman paper and gently swept it across the corpse's face, which brought away some of the Yin energy.
The person who discovered the body was a female broadcaster named Song Qiao.
Song Qiao followed them closely at this time, and said as he walked: "I should meet the Zhou Liang I told you about."
Lu Yingjiu asked: "Did you meet in the village?"
"Yes." Song Qiao's voice was still trembling. "We also talked for a few words in the hotel lobby. After all, we were broadcasting on the same platform, so we looked familiar to each other. He went up the mountain the day before yesterday, and I just came this morning. I didn't expect there would be such a ghost here. Zhou Liang, he wouldn't be dead, right?"
“It’s hard to say,” Lu Yingjiu said, glancing down the corridors of the sanatorium. There were spider webs everywhere—those eight-legged creatures weren’t too friendly, and they all hid in the corners.
However, after seeing the assistant's body, it became easier to find someone.
A piece of talisman paper soaked with Yin energy floated beside him, slowly leading the way.
The evil energy left by this ghost is obvious and can be easily tracked using talisman paper.
As to whether it was taking away ghosts or other victims, he didn't know.
The talisman paper floated and brought them to the back door on the first floor.
The rear door is actually quite large, leaving plenty of room for a hospital bed to get in and out.
At this moment, it was blocked by several fallen wooden lockers, stuck tightly and basically unable to move. Large and small files were scattered all over the ground, all covered with dust, and several spiders had woven webs in the gaps, and their eight eyes were watching the newcomers vigilantly.
The spiders here are real.
Lu Yingjiu didn't know much about the types of insects, but along the way, he saw at least seven or eight different kinds of spiders.
The lockers were in a mess, at odd angles. Jing Xian stepped on the lockers and climbed up in a few steps. Halfway up, he turned around and reached out to Lu Yingjiu.
Lu Yingjiu took his hand and was pulled by him, and she reached the counter without much effort.
Two men stood on the same locker, and the weight made it groan, but fortunately it was of good quality and still held together.
Lu Yingjiu whispered, "I can get up here myself."
Jing Xian: "Yeah, yeah." He just wanted to take the opportunity to hold hands.
"Seriously." Lu Yingjiu thought he didn't believe it.
"I know," Jing Xian said as a matter of course, "of course my wife is the best."
Lu Yingjiu: “…!”
It was the first time he heard Jing Xian call him that blatantly. He was really caught off guard and subconsciously turned around to look at Song Qiao—
This girl is worthy of being someone who dares to explore ghosts alone. She is very skilled and she climbed up by leaning on the top of the locker. She got up quite easily.
She didn't even look this way, so she definitely didn't hear it.
Lu Yingjiu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "What are you yelling about?"
It was almost heard by Ye Feng and Li before, and now it happened again.
"It's difficult, isn't it?" Jing Xian raised his eyebrows, "Come, let me lead you down again."
Lu Yingjiu ignored him this time. She pulled her hand back, bent down and went around the door frame above her head, then supported herself with one hand on the next locker and jumped down cleanly.
His ears felt a little hot.
But he felt that Jingxian didn't notice it.
Following the talisman paper, the three of them arrived at the back of Ruoshui Tower.
This is an empty space, overgrown with weeds, covered by the thick shadows of the building, and even the trees are crooked. In the corner near the wall, there are several crooked beds, without mattresses, only rusty iron frames. In addition, there are more than a dozen lockers, tables, and chairs in the corner, which are also in a mess.
Probably when the hospital was closed that year, the people inside moved the things out and prepared to transport them away, but in the end they failed, so they just threw them outside.
Today, no one cares where they came from.
Lu Yingjiu followed the guidance of the talisman paper and walked straight to a locker.
As soon as he pulled it open, a terrified face faced him.
Zhou Liang was almost stunned with fear, and screamed: "Why did you open the door! Hide! She's coming! If you want to die, don't drag me with you!!"
After saying that, he slammed the cabinet door shut again, and Lu Yingjiu couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.
It seems that the person is fine, just scared.
Lu Yingjiu took two steps back and said, "I am a ghost exorcist. Come out and follow me. I can take you back to the village."
The word "exorcist" is still very powerful.
Although ghost hunters know how to exorcise ghosts, they are still laymen and jacks of all trades, and cannot compare to professionals.
Zhou Liang hesitated and said, "Really?"
"Well." Lu Yingjiu said, "You guys come out."
I only heard a terrified voice coming from the cabinet next to me: "Don't open the door! She will find us!"
Lu Yingjiu asked, "Who is that?"
Zhou Liang replied, "My assistant!" He stuttered, "Originally, there were three of us, but now there are only two of us left."
Isn’t it true? The third person is dead.
Lu Yingjiu had no intention of telling anyone about the situation for the time being, so as to avoid causing unnecessary panic.
He knocked on the door again: "No matter what, hiding here is not a solution for you, go and meet up with the others."
The two were so frightened that they didn't know how long they had been hiding in the closet.
Zhou Liang shouted: "I don't know whether you are a human or a ghost! What if you are a ghost and come to deceive us?"
Lu Yingjiu said, "If I were a ghost, you would have died long ago. Would you have bothered to knock on the cabinet door?"
Song Qiao also spoke up to help persuade him: "Brother Zhou Liang, I am Song Qiao. Didn't we meet at the hotel before? How could I be a ghost? You'd better come out quickly."
Zhou Liang: "I don't know if there are ghosts outside!"
Lu Yingjiu was just about to assure him that there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, but when he turned his head, he saw Jing Xian.
…There is indeed a ghost outside.
Still a big ghost.
Jing Xian stared at the lockers, his face full of the urge that if the two of them didn't listen to Lu Yingjiu and come out, he would tear down all the lockers.
With his destructive power, if the cabinet is dismantled, the people inside will probably be killed too.
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He poked Jing Xian and said helplessly: "Don't have such dangerous thoughts all day long. Be patient with ordinary people."
Only after being poked by him did Jing Xian gain some patience and was willing to wait by the side.
Lu Yingjiu tried to persuade them a few more times, but they still refused to come out and stayed behind the closet, not daring to come out.
The phone screen lit up.
It was Ye Feng who sent him a message, briefly explaining the situation:
He said that the entire sanatorium was blocked by a barrier and no one could get out. He had gathered everyone inside the main entrance, but everyone was panicking and he didn't know if he could maintain order.
Moreover, you may not believe it, Ye Feng said, the ghost here seems to be my second grandmother Zhang Nianyun, I just saw her on the tree.
I really, really don't understand what happened
I'll tell you the details when you get here. Li and I are going to set up the talisman paper.
Lu Yingjiu frowned.
He looked at the locker again and said to the two, "My time is limited, and I can't wait for you forever. If you don't come out, I will leave a few talismans here and come back after I get rid of the ghost."
He could pull these two out by force.
However, in such a high-risk situation, having two disobedient teammates is worse than having no teammates at all.
Unexpectedly, when Zhou Liang heard that he was leaving, he became shaken.
A few seconds later, Zhou Liang gritted his teeth and pushed open the door: "I'll go with you."
When the assistant heard that he was leaving, he quickly opened the closet door and shouted, "I want to come out too! I agreed to come out with you!"
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
He didn't understand the train of thought of these two people.
In short, it’s a good thing that they are willing to come out.
Zhou Liang and his assistant looked very bad, pale and blue, and they had been frightened and hungry for a long time. They also had amazing perseverance, and they could hide in the cabinet for dozens of hours, which seemed to be really frightened.
However, compared to those who died, they are still very lucky.
Song Qiao poured some of her own water and chocolate bars for them, and they both took them and ate them voraciously.
Lu Yingjiu led them towards the gate.
After eating and drinking, and being protected by the exorcist, Zhou Liang relaxed a lot.
He finally began to talk about what happened at that time: "We had just entered Ruoshui Tower for a short time when we got separated. A female ghost was chasing us, and the wounds on our bodies were all caused by her. The three of us were new here, how could we have made an enemy of her?"
Lu Yingjiu asked, "Were you caught up by her?"
Zhou Liang shuddered: "Yes, she caught me when I was alone. Fortunately, it stopped me for a while."
He showed Lu Yingjiu the jade pendant around his neck.
The jade pendant was carved with a compassionate-looking Bodhisattva and was broken into two pieces at the waist.
Without it, Zhou Liang would have died long ago.
Lu Yingjiu asked, "Did you notice anything unusual when she appeared? Or, did anyone see her?"
"Abnormal..." Zhou Liang recalled, "She covered my eyes from behind, so I didn't see what she looked like. But when she appeared, I seemed to vaguely hear singing."
"Yes, yes, yes." The assistant said vaguely while chewing a chocolate bar, "I heard it too. She was just humming. I don't know what she was singing."
Lu Yingjiu thought silently.
There must be something fishy about the deaths of Zhang Nianyun and Ye Deyong, and they must be related to Yueshan Sanatorium.
Moreover, he didn't know that Ye Feng's second grandmother's surname was Zhang.
The Zhang family is also one of the families that exorcise ghosts. Although they have declined greatly in recent years, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. Even if they are living off their old capital, they are still powerful enough.
After going around a pile of weeds and bushes, they could finally see the gate and a large group of people in the distance.
Ye Feng saw them and waved to them from the crowd.
Li, who was standing next to him, was also pasting talismans all over the floor. Just like the Monkey King in Journey to the West who drew a circle on the floor to tell Tang Monk not to go out, he also drew a circle with talismans to enclose the broadcasters, making them safe outside.
—At least, it seems very safe.
Zhou Liang and his assistant finally felt relieved when they saw so many people. Their faces were filled with joy of surviving a disaster, and they quickly stepped into the circle.
Ye Feng told Lu Yingjiu everything in detail.
Finally, he concluded: "Since this barrier was cast by Zhang Nianyun, we have no choice but to deal with her."
Lu Yingjiu asked: "Did she really die of illness?"
"I don't know." Ye Feng hesitated for a moment, "To be honest, I don't know. I rarely saw her. I heard from my family that she died of illness in the sanatorium."
Lu Yingjiu said, "What's going on with your Ye family? Your grandfather stuffed his ashes into your toys, and your grandmother climbed trees. Do you have the habit of having parties in the mountains when someone dies?"
"How the hell should I know! I'm even more confused than you guys. And I've already told you, your ashes are definitely not Second Master's!" Ye Feng scratched his head hard, ruffling his already messy hair. "I've already told my family about this. They said that a few elders will come to check on the situation and asked me to be very careful." He murmured to himself, "So, why... what kind of weird hobbies do these two have."
Even so, they don't have to wait for others to rescue them.
Lu Yingjiu said, "I will go to the sanatorium again. But from your description, Zhang Nianyun has no intention of communicating at all, and her consciousness is not clear. It is almost impossible to communicate with her."
"Yes." Ye Feng sighed, "We can only get rid of her."
In the end, it was Li and Ye Feng who stayed with this group of people, while Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian returned to the sanatorium.
They started their search from Ruoshui Tower.
The talisman paper stained with Yin energy floated beside Lu Yingjiu, but it seemed to have lost its target and didn't know where to go.
Lu Yingjiu released Mao Tuanzi.
The furry ball rolled around at his feet, then ran out with a "woop" and started sniffing around.
Jing Xian said, "There was singing in the broadcast just now where she appeared."
"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded.
Jing Xian said, "Come with me." Then he went in one direction.
Perhaps Jing Xian's performance was too confusing, Lu Yingjiu still thought that Jing Xian was out for a spring outing with him - Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered that Jing Xian was the biggest cheat here.
There is no need for him to look for it, just follow Jing Xian and it will be done.
Lu Yingjiu experienced the feeling of paddling for once, and followed Jing Xian to the third floor of Changliu Tower.
As soon as he arrived at this floor, the atmosphere was immediately different. The empty room was still an empty room, and the rotten curtains were still rotten curtains, but he felt something was wrong no matter how he looked at it. Even his own shadow flashing in the mirror seemed a little strange.
Lu Yingjiu heard the singing.
The singing voice was ethereal and eerie, it was a woman’s humming.
In this empty corridor, she managed to sing with the feeling of singing echoing in a concert hall. It was a bit nice, but also a bit scary.
After walking a few steps forward, a cold wind blew.
“Bang! Bang!”
The doors of all the wards were closed in an instant!
The curtains were rolled up suddenly, sweeping away the sunlight outside the window. The corridor became dark, and visibility was extremely low, like the scene before a storm. The doors and windows of every room seemed to be covered with a thick layer of white fog. In the blur, only a few pale hands could be seen hitting the glass, making banging sounds.
There was another light source in the room.
Like the kerosene lamps you see on the way to the mountains.
"Ring, ring, ring—"
A sharp bell rang.
It seemed to be some kind of reminder sound from the hospital before.
After the ringing sound, the ghost hand tapped the glass harder and harder, almost like a violent storm!
“Bang!”
Finally, after a certain moment, the first glass cracked. Three or four dead white hands fell on the window sill, with sharp nails and arms full of needles.
Several caregivers with decayed faces slowly crawled out of the house, staring at Lu Yingjiu with dull eyes.
Their movements were slow, but their numbers were far greater than when they were in the mountains.
In less than 20 seconds, the entire corridor was filled with howling caregivers, at least 20 or 30 of them. Some of them could walk upright, stumbling as they carried oil lamps, accidentally bumping into the wall and breaking a piece of their face. Some could only crawl on the ground, constantly spitting out internal organs, such as heart, lungs and spleen, which fell to the ground in a bloody puddle with a plop.
More people came out of the house, bringing with them thick white fog. In the dim sky, it was so terrifying that it made one's scalp numb. It was like a painting from hell.
Lu Yingjiu narrowed his eyes—
His eyes swept over the nurses in white.
He still remembered what Zhang Nianyun looked like and wanted to find out if she was hiding among the nurses.
Before he had finished looking at all the ghosts, his right hand was suddenly grabbed.
Jing Xian said, "Don't be afraid."
Lu Yingjiu: "... ah?"
As if in response, Jing Xian held his hand tighter, blocked his way, and walked straight towards the caregivers. From Lu Yingjiu's angle, he could only see his handsome and expressionless profile, which in the dim light had a bit of the majesty and indifference of a ghost.
Lu Yingjiu was held by him and her brain went blank for a few seconds.
—He has been a teenager for a long time and no one has ever said these two words to him.
Are you kidding? Who has the right to talk to him about this
He is not afraid of ghosts and he is always the one who comforts others.
If anyone dared to say that he wanted to protect Lu Yingjiu, he would probably be laughed at for a whole year and regarded as an example of showing off one's skill in front of an expert.
The only ghost that Lu Yingjiu had ever seen in his life and that he couldn't deal with was now holding his hand.
Some monsters pounced on them suddenly.
The next second, blood splattered everywhere, like exploding fireworks, but it didn't drip on them. The milk-like mist was dyed red, and the red and white were entangled together, like a weird dance. In the face of absolute power, everything was meaningless, and the pieces of meat were torn into pieces before they could wail. The oil lamp fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and went out.
To put it simply, it is easier than crushing an ant.
After the lights went out, the ground was in a mess.
As if he felt that the flesh and blood were too ugly, Jing Xian used some unknown method to make flowers grow among the flesh and blood.
Large flowers, full and flourishing, with blood-red petals, as if they had absorbed thousands of years of blood. They spread vigorously in the white mist, and the cool fragrance exploded in the air, soaking the lungs.
It was just like an ordinary afternoon stroll, and I felt clean as I walked through the sea of flowers.
Jing Xian led him forward, not letting go of his hand for even a second.
Obviously, he is the ghost that Lu Yingjiu has seen and should be feared the most.
He repeated very seriously: "Don't be afraid."
Walking along the corridor, Lu Yingjiu looked back.
The entire corridor was a sea of flowers. If no one hadn't told them, no one would have guessed that they grew from the corpses of ghosts.
Jingxian stood in front of the stairs, looking upwards with an expressionless face.
Lu Yingjiu knew what he was looking at: Zhang Nianyun was high. He heard Jing Xian say, "Stay here and wait for me for a few seconds." Then he let go of his hand.
Lu Yingjiu held him back: "Don't do anything, I can handle this ghost without any problem."
Jing Xian: “…”
"I stood there without moving because I was looking for Ye Feng's second wife." Lu Yingjiu added helplessly, "It's not that I was so scared that I couldn't move."
Jing Xian was half-believing and half-doubting: "Oh. Are you really not afraid?"
"No. Don't do that next time. I told you to use less strength."
Jing Xian didn't look so gloomy anymore—otherwise, based on his expression just now, Lu Yingjiu would have suspected that he could demolish the building and then burn down the mountain.
Lu Yingjiu said: "If you set fire to the mountain, you will be sentenced to life imprisonment."
Jing Xian was shocked: "How did you know I wanted to set fire?"
Lu Yingjiu: "..." He pulled Jingxian and said earnestly, "You must be a good ghost who abides by the law. Obey the law and start by taking care of the flowers and plants. Otherwise, I can only visit you every week."
Jing Xian thought for a few seconds and said, "You are right. I can't let you be a widow any longer."
Widowed.
There's that damn word again.
This word made Ma Ju and Lu Yingjiu's heads jump for most of the day.
This time, he finally had the sense to complain: "What do you mean by 'widowhood'? It's not like my husband died."
"It's hard to believe." Jing Xian said, "I was always dead before."
Lu Yingjiu rubbed his brows and said, "According to what you said, I am still a widow now. No matter what you do, you can't bring me back to life."
Jing Xian suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
Lu Yingjiu: “…”
Jing Xian pulled him, his face full of sorrow again: "It seems you will be a widow for the rest of your life."
Lu Yingjiu said: "Not necessarily."
He smiled at Jing Xian.
This smile really made Jing Xian's heart itch, and he wanted to kiss her right then and there. But the next second, he heard Lu Yingjiu say, "I can still marry again."
As soon as these words came out, Lu Yingjiu saw Jing Xian's face change.
Before he could say anything, he was hugged tightly - this time Jing Xian used extra strength and lifted his whole body up.
Lu Yingjiu struggled for a few times, but it was just as useless as before, so he just let Jing Xian push Zhang Shuai's face in front of him.
Jing Xian: "Remarry!"
Lu Yingjiu: "Yes, yes, yes."
Jing Xian: "You want to remarry!"
Lu Yingjiu: “Yeah, yeah.”
Jing Xian said: "I am a very scary priest. I kill people without blinking a word. I am bloodthirsty and cruel. I can also rob and imprison people!"
"I know, I know." Lu Yingjiu said perfunctorily, "Dear President, you are awesome."
Jing Xian said: "I can even push you against the wall and kiss you!"
This time Lu Yingjiu was alert—
Others can't do it, but this one sounds too easy to achieve, especially since they are now close to each other. It's the right time, right place, and right people... They may not get along well. Anyway, if it continues, he will be in danger!
Jing Xian said: "Are you going to remarry?"
"I won't change it, I won't change it." Lu Yingjiu said, "I wasn't afraid just now, but now I am afraid."