"No! No! People die like a lamp, there can be no ghosts in this world, I must be mistaken!"
"That's not right, how should you explain the corpse spots on her body? You must know that there is no possibility of corpse spots on the living person."
I pulled my hair heavily, thought about it, and said to myself: "The gentleman does not stand under the dangerous wall, I think, I should go out to avoid the limelight."
"No, I'm leaving. What about Clinic No. 8? You know that to open this clinic, I almost used up all my savings."
I sat down again, and was silent for a moment. I took out the phone and pressed 110 on the phone's dial interface.
"No, after I called the police, the police asked me, what do I say? Is it possible to just say hell, can the police believe me?"
I left my phone in **, and went around the room a few times, and finally I decided to go out and go around Wenshu Street.
Wenshu Street is named after Wenshu Monastery, and I remember that there is a small alley in that place. There are many small shops in the alley. Many magic weapons used to ward off evil are sold in these shops. I think buying two magic weapons should be able to protect my safety tonight.
After all, that woman hasn't been dead for a long time. If she becomes a ghost, she is also a newbie in ghosts, and her strength should not be too strong.
"This string of prayer beads was personally opened by the monk of Wenshu Monastery, Master Hewlett-Packard. It was handy to get rid of evil spirits. In addition, the old buyer, it's not as good as it was a coincidence. Our shop is holding an event today. You buy this string of beads for free I will give you a piece of amulets. The beads ward off evil spirits, and the amulets will keep you safe. The price is not expensive, as long as 99."
When I came to Wenshu Street, I was dragged into the shop by a middle-aged man. I couldn't stand the other party's super sales offensive. I gritted my teeth and took out the one thousand dollars I got last night. I bought Buddha beads and amulets. The remaining one was just enough to go back to the bus fare.
When I returned to Clinic No. 8, I couldn't wait to put the Buddha beads on my hand, and hung the Buddha's plaque on my neck. With Buddha artifacts around my body, there shouldn't be any problems.
After thinking about it, I still felt a little uneasy. I took out my phone again and searched for some ways to restrain evil on a website called Sister Ghost. Finally, I hurriedly closed the door and ran towards the vegetable market.
In the vegetable market, I bought a lot of things, including glutinous rice, black dog blood, garlic, and peach sticks. Seeing the house full of restraining evil things, I finally felt a little relieved.
The night came unexpectedly, and darkness enveloped the earth. I have never been so afraid of the dark as I am today, turning on all the lights in the room and never dared to turn off.
His eyes widened, staring at the phone, watching the time on the phone slowly beating until it was half past two in the morning.
"I also blame myself for not having many close friends on weekdays. Otherwise, calling two friends over will be more or less courageous."
"A close friend is rare. If this female ghost is so powerful, calling a friend over, wouldn't it hurt the friend?" I held the phone, shook my head gently, and said to myself: "I don't want to scare myself Yes, this female ghost is definitely not powerful, otherwise she would not choose to come to my clinic at three in the middle of the night."
Just after 2:59 in the morning, the door outside the clinic suddenly heard a crackling noise.
The crisp sound reached my ears
, I shuddered violently, and scared me to drop the phone on the ground.
I bent over, picked up the phone, and just sat up straight again, when I was shocked to find that there was suddenly another person in front of me.
One more person suddenly appeared, wearing white pajamas. Just by looking at the two long legs exposed in the air, I knew that this person was the woman who had asked me to heal the corpse.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"Are you a man or a ghost?"
"If I give you a chance to make money, what if I am a ghost?"
Hearing these words from the woman, I was so scared that I quickly raised the Buddhist beads high.
It is a pity that this string of Buddhist beads consecrated by a high monk poses no threat to women at all.
"My husband hasn't been home for a month. He said the day before yesterday that he will go home when I die. I am dead and he wants to go home. I don't want him to see my ugly face covered with corpses. So I called you and asked me to help me treat the corpse spots. Unfortunately, I am a confidant, and once a confidant, but no longer a confidant."
The woman's voice was a bit sad, but it was more of a gloomy cold, a biting cold.
"Are you men all like this? You can't move away when you see beautiful women?"
"No! No! No! At least I can move away when I see you. If you don't believe me, I can get out of the room now."
"I'm not pretty enough?"
"No! No! No! You are beautiful. I mean, I..."
Before I could finish speaking, the woman said in pieces: "You just left, he returned home at 4 o'clock in the morning. He saw that I was dead, but he didn't feel the slightest sadness. He called the police and waited until the police arrived. He just pretended to cry. Do you think he looks like this?"
"It's really a little bit awkward."
"Waiting for the night when I return to my soul for the first seven times, I am going to dig out his wolf heart and dog lungs. Do you think that if I do this, it is too much?"
The woman gave me a difficult problem, which made me a little bit at a loss. I don't know how to answer her next.
"why do not you talk?"
I frowned, turned the subject away and said, "Is the prescription I gave you effective yesterday?"
"Yes, so I sent the other half of the medicine tonight."
"It's good if it works. You can pick up the remaining money by yourself. You may be able to use it when you get there."
"There is no renminbi, money, you accept it, I should go."
Seeing the woman about to leave, I unexpectedly took a step forward.
"I want to ask you, how do you know my phone number?"
"My clinic has only been open for seven days, and only two or three patients have been treated. In addition, it is more than ten kilometers from Changyi Street to the Fugui Garden Community where you live. I think it is impossible for the two of us before you die. What are the intersections."
"Don't you know that your own clinic is on your vagina?" the woman said.
"Sneak mouth? What is this?"
"You will know later." After the woman had finished speaking, she disappeared into a gust of wind.
After confirming that the woman had left, I checked the door lock again. After confirming that the door locks were the same, I returned to the room in an anxious manner.
"Sneak mouth? What is this?" I beth
Unexplained, I thought about it and took out my phone, and typed in the word "yin mouth" on a certain point.
Next, the content that popped up at some point made me a little bit dumbfounded.
"Venus, women's private parts." Obviously, this is not the answer I want.
"Fortunately, the corpse spots on her body were cured yesterday, otherwise I would be unlucky today!" After speaking to myself, I looked at the thousand yuan in my hand.
"This female ghost is quite trustworthy, and this one thousand yuan is really easy to earn."
Collecting the money, I sighed. "Unexpectedly, there are such things as ghosts in this world."
When I was young, my grandfather and father would often tell me some weird ghost stories. When I was young, I was a little scared when I heard these ghost stories. But as I grew older, I gradually developed my own outlook on life.
Later, I was admitted to a medical university, and after studying human anatomy, I became even less convinced that there are ghosts in the world.
I know that the structure of a human body is similar to that of a pig. If a person dies and can become a ghost, then after the death of a pig, it will certainly become a ghost. If people become ghosts for revenge, won't pigs become ghosts and demand their lives
However, what happened tonight completely subverted my perception. It made me quickly become an idealist from a materialist.
"Yin mouth? Women's private place? It seems that this place is really problematic. No wonder that No. 8 Changyi Street is called a ghost shop. This shop should be built in a place where a house should not be built at all."
Things were so weird tonight that I lay down for a long time and couldn't sleep. In the middle of the night, the surroundings were quiet, and I was insomnia gradually hearing movement under the bed.
The sound coming from under the bed was a bit strange, like a human nail rubbing against the ground, and a bit like a mouse grinding teeth.
The sound was intermittent, and it sounded a bit harsh and oozing.
Of course I blamed this strange sound on the mouse, so I didn't get out of bed to investigate. Lying groggy, I heard the cock crowing, and I fell into a deep sleep with peace of mind.
This time, I slept until noon, and ate something hastily after getting up. Because there is no business in the clinic, I was idle and bored, and suddenly remembered the strange noise from under the bed last night.
I decided to take advantage of the daybreak and move the bed away to see what was under the bed and if there was a mouse hole with the size of a fist.
I moved the bed laboriously and saw that besides the thick dust, there was a circular mirror under the bed.
This round mirror is about the size of a washbasin, and beautifully engraved copper frames are embedded around the mirror.
I picked up the mirror and blew the dust on the mirror surface.
I thought to myself that the bed was left by the landlord, and this mirror should also be something left by the landlord. It happened that I didn't have a mirror to straighten my clothes, so after I wiped off the dust on the mirror, I put it on the bedside table.
Put the mirror on the table beside the bed, and I moved the bed back to its original position. But I didn’t notice that the scene of the room in the mirror was slightly different from the actual room. Through the mirror, under a wall where there was nothing, there was an extra black slanted stone stele. .
Observing carefully through the mirror, you can see that the black stone tablet is full of tedious characters.
(End of this chapter)