I don't know who the person in my body is. He always appears when I'm in danger. It was the same when I encountered the blood butterfly last time. If it weren't for him, I would have died.
"Thirst. So thirsty." I opened my eyes and was already in the hospital. I was actually used to it. It was always like this after every battle with ghosts. I would faint in the end and then end up in the hospital. At this moment, my mouth felt very dry and my throat was almost smoking. I wanted to get up and find some water. As soon as I moved, I felt a sharp pain in my right foot. I looked and saw that my right foot was already in a cast. At this time, Fang Pengguang's voice came from the bed next to me: "Brother Xiaojiu, don't move. Your foot is broken. It's not good to move."
"Broken leg. How did my leg get broken?" I looked at my leg and asked Fang Pengguang curiously.
Fang Pengguang was reading a women's magazine. When he heard me ask this, he put the book down and turned to me and asked, "Hey, I heard from Brother Liu that you were almost dead, but suddenly you showed your power and kicked the zombie in the head. Haha, does it feel good to blow the zombie in the head?" Fang Pengguang asked with interest.
"Get lost. A headshot is one thing. I want to know why my foot is like this." I felt that my right foot had no other sensations except pain. I was immediately disappointed. It couldn't be disabled.
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard Liu Peng's voice from the door: "Do you think the zombie's head is fragile? The zombie's bones are very hard. When you kicked me, a lot of bones on the sole of my foot were broken. My ankle is also fractured. You are in good condition now."
I understood immediately. The zombie's head is not that easy to blow. I didn't feel anything at that time, probably because that person possessed me. So I didn't feel anything on my foot at that time. But whether it hurt or not is another matter. You know, my foot is not as hard as that zombie's. I blew the zombie's head with one kick. It's good to break a few foot bones.
"Is it serious? Will I become a broken leg for the rest of my life?" I asked doubtfully.
"It's not that serious. It's just that you really can't move your feet for a while. Otherwise, the consequences will be serious." Liu Peng frowned and said.
I nodded. I know what's going on now. It will take at least one or two months to recover. Suddenly I thought of Hanba. Forget it. I met a little zombie and my feet got so bad. What if it was Hanba? Forget it. Don't think about it. It's not bad now. Maybe I can avoid a disaster.
"Yeah. I understand. I'll take a good rest during this period," I nodded. There was no other way. Looking at my right foot that looked like a sausage, I sighed.
"By the way, how did you deal with that zombie in the end?" I suddenly asked Liu Peng.
"Well, I was just about to tell you. According to the investigation, the reason why this zombie was resurrected was because of Qi Chaoyang and his group. In other words, Qi Chaoyang and his group actually came back to Chengdu just for this zombie. But their ultimate purpose is unclear. Anyway, they set up a formation in the basement to attract evil spirits and let this zombie absorb the evil spirits. Then we discovered it by accident. You also know what happened afterwards." Liu Peng said to me.
I nodded after hearing this and said, "What about Qi Chaoyang's base? Are there any people there?"
"After that day, the place was deserted. But we found some dead bodies inside. There were children, adults, and old people. They all died tragically. They were all soaked in a special green liquid." Liu Peng thought for a moment and said to me.
I clenched my fists when I heard that. Oh, these bastards, I don't know what they are thinking. Why don't they take human life seriously? But I still believe in one thing: God has his own will. No matter what happens to these people, they will always get retribution. Even if they don't get retribution during their lifetime, the wronged souls they killed before will come looking for them after they die. Such people will only go to the eighteenth level of hell.
After that, the Miao Wu Cult seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth. Fang Pengguang and I were lying in bed recovering from our injuries. Fang Pengguang was injured that day, but he never recovered. I was also happy for him to stay in the hospital with me for a while. People who have been hospitalized know that it is fine if someone accompanies you, but if no one accompanies you, it is like suffering. It is too uncomfortable.
In the hospital, I slept and watched TV. I don't know if it was because Mr. Fang was also in my ward, but this TV could actually search for nine channels. I was excited for a while. At least I didn't have to watch the two people break up. I lived like this every day. I found that time passed quickly in this repetitive life. In the blink of an eye, a month passed. It was also the day for me to be discharged from the hospital. Fang Pengguang was also discharged on the same day. I also knew that he was actually hospitalized with me to accompany me.
Fang Pengguang and I got up early that morning and packed our things. The damn plaster was finally removed. But when my right foot touched the ground, it still hurt. But I didn't say anything. After all, if the doctors knew that my foot was not fully healed, they would definitely keep me here for various reasons. After all, hospitalized patients are like the God of Wealth to these doctors. The reason I didn't want to stay here was not because of the money, but because it was too boring here. Anyway, I thought that I wouldn't have any tasks after being discharged from the hospital. I think I should be able to get better after being exposed to fish and meat for a few days.
As usual, Fang Yaozu invited us to dinner on the day I was discharged from the hospital. I felt like this had almost become a custom. Every time I was discharged from the hospital, Fang Yaozu would invite me to dinner. We would talk about some work issues. Anyway, they were all meaningless topics.
Just when we were chatting happily, Fang Yaozu seemed to remember something and said to me, "Oh, by the way, your friend Cui Zuofei called you four days ago. But you were recovering from your injury at that time and I didn't let you answer the phone. He asked you to call him as soon as you recovered. It seemed like he had something urgent to tell you."
I nodded as soon as I heard it, took out my phone and called that bastard Cui Zuofei.
"Hey, Xiaojiu, are you healed? Where are you hurt?" Cui Zuofei's voice came from the other side. But the voice sounded quite soft. It seemed that he was deliberately lowering his voice.
"Yeah, much better. I heard from my uncle Fang that you have something to ask me. What is it?" I didn't hesitate and asked directly to the point.
"Some time ago, an old senior in our spiritual circle figured out the whereabouts of Hanba Bone. All of us have come to grab Hanba Bone. If you are interested, come here immediately." Cui Zuofei said on the other side.