The next morning, Ning Huanxin opened her eyes from practicing. Although there was less spiritual energy in the city, because the level of this exercise was very low and Ning Huanxin had amazing talent, she successfully mastered the first level of the exercise. The first level of cultivation is complete.
In other words, as long as she concentrates and uses her spiritual power to run this technique, she can - hell!
Of course, you can only see the most ordinary little ghosts. Ning Huanxin simply packed up and went out. She planned to test this technique.
She went to the pedestrian street downstairs and tried to run the technique, but nothing changed in front of her.
Well, where in the world could there possibly be so many ghosts roaming around? Most ghosts will be escorted to the underworld by ghost messengers soon after they die, unless they are...
Ning Huanxin's eyes flashed and she immediately ran quickly in one direction.
There is actually a comprehensive hospital not far from the apartment. Although it is not large, it is also a very formal hospital. There are not many people who come here to see doctors on weekdays.
Early in the morning, there were already many people coming and going in the hospital, many of whom were family members of patients, who came out to buy breakfast and get some fresh air.
Ning Huanxin quickly entered the hospital with her hat on and took the stairs directly to the ward area on the fourth floor.
The little nurses at the nursing station may have been on night shift all night, and they are all listless.
Ning Huanxin walked to the end of the corridor, found a quiet corner, quietly circulated the spiritual energy in her body, and used her psychic skills. Then she started walking back slowly from the end of the corridor, passing each ward. She would take a few more glances every time. Just after walking through a few wards, she really saw a ghost.
It was a gray-haired old man. Although he looked skinny, he was very energetic and straight-backed, perhaps because he had turned into a ghost. At this time, he was standing next to the hospital bed, and the person lying on the hospital bed, It was a corpse that still had this residual warmth.
That's his body.
At this time, his eyes were full of nostalgia, but he was not looking at his own body, but at the nagging old woman sitting beside the bed.
That is his lover.
"I have been in a rage all my life, and I left in such a hurry without leaving a word."
The old lady muttered quietly while packing the things on the hospital bed.
Many old people are like this and like to nag.
The old man on the side heard her nagging and just nodded with a smile, just like he was being disciplined at home before.
In the past, she would always nag like this endlessly, and she would go over old accounts and bring up things that happened decades ago at every turn.
And he always listened, nodded while listening, and was very cooperative.
This is the triviality of their lives.
Although she always disliked him, every time she felt better after complaining, she would push him out in the wheelchair to bask in the sun -
"Old man, look, that locust tree is blooming!"
"Old man, there are a lot of people at the supermarket sale today. Let's not go there. There are too many people so don't bump into you!"
"Old man,..."
Although, she is not beautiful, nor is she young anymore, she is nagging, has a bad temper, and has a bad temper.
However, she was his lifelong companion.
The old man on the side raised his hand and wanted to pat his wife on the back for the last time, but unfortunately...
His hands passed through her body.
He is a ghost now.
No one could see or hear him.