Zhou Ze, who was standing outside the ICU, was waiting for Old Zhang's soul to appear. If he made it a little more fancy, he could even send flowers and a microphone,
Ask Old Zhang to talk about his glorious speech.
Unfortunately, there were only a handful of people in this world who could see the souls of the dead. It was not on a large scale
Otherwise, he could really ask Old Zhang to do a national tour report on his advanced deeds or something.
However, suddenly, a gust of wind blew over.
The lights in the aisle suddenly trembled collectively,
Ordinary people might not think much of it. It was normal for there to be a sudden problem with the voltage.
However, boss Zhou's body suddenly trembled. He immediately pushed open the door of the ICU and rushed in. However, a black shadow was faster than boss Zhou. It directly swept past the top of the hospital bed and then flew out of the window.
Old Zhang's body lay there quietly. His soul was gone!
Why..,
And what happened in the story..,
Was different?
Didn't the story say that Old Zhang floated there by himself? Then what was that black shadow that appeared just now?!
In fact, perhaps it was because Lawyer An was concerned and anxious to show his presence. After all, he was a new lackey, so he definitely had a strong desire to show off.
So..,
He did not say the main point of the prison's reminder,
It should not be that he did not say it on purpose,
But that he might have neglected it himself,
Which was that sentence:
Don't do anything.
There was another meaning to this sentence,
That was, if you cause trouble, then things will turn around and cause trouble for you.
Boss Zhou rushed out of the hospital building like a madman. He kept looking around in the parking lot, but he did not even see a ghost.
His fingernails quickly grew out and were stabbed into the ground by Zhou Ze. Black fog began to spread out from his fingertips and continued to extend towards the north.
It was there!
Zhou Ze ran directly in that direction. Since the black fog could guide the way, it meant that the thing was not far from him.
There was a street outside the hospital. After Zhou Ze passed through this street, there was a green garden outside the residential area.
When he ran here, Zhou Ze was already panting.
"Coo Coo... Coo Coo..."
The sound of a bird chirping?
Zhou Ze raised his head,
On a tree diagonally in front of him, he saw an owl standing on a branch. The other party's eyes were looking at him.
There was a gray luster wrapped around the owl's tail. It was the soul of the dead!
At the same time that Zhou Ze discovered the owl, the owl also discovered Zhou Ze. It immediately flapped its wings and began to fly.
If it were to fly out of the cave,
It was like a bird flying in the sky.
Unless boss Zhou transformed into a salted egg superman,
Otherwise, there was no point in chasing after him!
Moreover, Zhou Ze could discover that Old Zhang's soul was constantly weakening. Perhaps in another half an hour, Old Zhang would completely disappear into thin air.
If he wanted to keep Old Zhang's soul, Zhou Ze could, but unless Old Zhang was the kind of person who had a deep hatred and obsession, if he was destined to go to hell after death, if Zhou Ze forced him to stay, then Old Zhang's soul would be like Zhou Ze who had just returned from hell, constantly diminishing.
This was also the biggest problem that Zhou Ze faced previously. He originally thought that he could rely on that pen to solve it, but now something went wrong midway.
"Get … back here!"
Zhou Ze subconsciously reached out his hand.
Immediately, ten strands of black mist shot out from his fingernails and surrounded the owl in an instant.
Zhou Ze clasped his hands together.
The black mist also wrapped around the owl in an instant.
The owl's body shuddered.
It fell to the ground.
It landed vertically on the ground.
Zhou Ze immediately rushed over, but soon after, a wave of black smoke suddenly rose from the owl's body. The owl's body instantly turned into dry bones, and even its feathers became tattered.
The black smoke emanated a monkey-like image, but it was definitely not a monkey. It was another creature with a face similar to the Thunder God.
Zhou Ze had forgotten the scientific name of this thing, but he remembered that he had read a similar introduction when he was reading the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in the bookstore.
This was an existence that looked like a demon but not a demon, like a ghost but not a ghost. It had three tails, sharp claws, and fish scales on its body. It was said that it originated from the Netherworld Sea.
Of course, this was just a small thing. There were very few records of it in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" because it was indeed very inconspicuous.
Xu Qinglang had once helped Zhou Ze choose many books. They were all strange novels. In the Southern Song Dynasty, a scholar wrote a book called "Pond Ghost Story". It specifically recorded this thing. He named it "Ghost Falcon". In fact, this was more like a nickname.
It briefly introduced this thing. It was said that they liked to move around in the barren grave area and liked to eat the souls of the dead and the Yang energy of the human body. In troubled times, the number of these things would increase crazily. Once they entered a peaceful era, these things would slowly disappear or even disappear.
And now, boss Zhou felt that he had hit the jackpot, or rather, the tragic old Zhang had won the lottery. He was actually targeted by a wandering ghost falcon and intercepted the dead soul.
This probability was like encountering a South China tiger while having a picnic in the forest.
Fortunately, boss Zhou persevered and chased after it all the way, not giving the ghost falcon a chance to eat. Now, old Zhang's soul was still wrapped around the tail of the ghost falcon. If Zhou Ze had caught up a little slower, old Zhang's soul might have already become a tonic and been eaten.
"Be good, put down its soul. Otherwise, you'll die today."
Zhou Ze didn't know if it could understand human language, but he had to give it a try.
In fact, although this ghost falcon was extremely cunning and had some special supernatural powers, they were all things that were difficult to enter the hall of elegance. Otherwise, its presence in the world of novels would not be so low.
The ghost falcon stared at Zhou Ze coldly, but it could be seen that it was fierce inside. Obviously, it knew that Zhou Ze was not an existence that it could deal with.
"Put him down and you can leave!"
Zhou Ze said.
It was not that Zhou Ze was willing to talk,
It was because since the ghost falcon had captured old Zhang's soul, it was equivalent to the robbers having a hostage in their hands. This was completely different from boss Zhou's situation in Changzhou a few days ago. If you want to kill that fat monk who was kidnapped, then kill him. Are you using him to threaten me?
But now..,
Zhou Ze had to ensure the safety of old Zhang's soul. Otherwise, wouldn't he have been busy for so long for nothing?
The ghost falcon's eyes kept rolling, as if it was thinking, and its expression began to slowly relax, revealing a look of fear and retreat.
However..,
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something,
He was in the hospital,
He did not use lawyer an's method to restrain his aura. Because he was a ghost, sometimes he could be more free. In other words, this ghost falcon still chose to snatch food from the tiger's mouth under the precondition that it knew his aura!
Right now..,
The look of fear and retreat in its eyes was clear.
Was faking it!
"Do you have a way?"
Zhou Ze said in his heart.
He was asking the person in his body..,
Although the situation was only a little strange and boss Zhou did not encounter a real crisis, he hoped to rescue old Zhang's soul as soon as possible.
So..,
He could only ask for help from the person in his body.
However..,
This time..,
The person in his body did not respond at all, as if it was completely dead.
If it was in the past..,
When Zhou Ze called it, it would not communicate, but it could emit a little throbbing. It could be considered a perfunctory "Wu Wu" sound from its throat when it was asleep to brush off boss Zhou. But this time, there was no response at all.
What was going on?
There was obviously something strange about the ghost falcon,
Coupled with the sudden loss of contact..,
It gave Zhou Ze a very bad premonition,
It was as if someone had already laid a trap for him and allowed him to crawl into it. At the same time, he accidentally entangled Old Zhang's soul in this trap.
"Huff Huff... Huff Huff... Huff Huff..."
There was a wind,
It blew the surrounding flowerbeds and green plants,
At the same time..,
Small white flowers grew at a speed visible to the naked eye on the original vegetation,
A faint mist rose from the ground.
This was a little like the black fog emitted by Zhou Ze's body when he fought with the demon monkey in the past. It was a barrier that ordinary people could not notice or observe.
"When the flowers bloom, the soul returns to the Yellow Springs
Unfortunately, we were not fated in our previous lives. "
Someone was chanting softly. In the fog, the shadow of a bridge actually appeared.
At one end of the bridge were two stone tablets,
On it was written "Previous Life",
On the bridge was a memorial arch,
On it was written "Helpless".
Helpless Bridge!
… …
In the prison library, the lights were still on. Even at this hour, there was still a prisoner in a prison uniform sitting inside, holding a pen and writing something.
As the prison's three good students, the publicity facade, and the prison leader's political achievements publicity pacesetter, he naturally received this privilege.
After all, creation was not a job on the assembly line. The appearance of inspiration often did not stick to any time.
However,
His creative state today seemed to be a little bad,
As he wrote,
He had no choice but to stop,
Drink some water.
He was stuck,
It was very uncomfortable.
He scratched his hair,
Then raised his head to look at the moonlight outside the window. He frowned slightly and stood by the window.
Then,
He walked back,
He continued to pick up the pen,
After thinking for a long time,
He put it down again.
The story that he had planned could not continue. It was as if a hand had accidentally reached out and messed up everything in the story.
He bit the tip of the pen,
In the end, he had no choice but to put the pen down again,
He drank a few mouthfuls of water.
His face, which had always been calm and liked to wear a faint smile, finally showed an emotion called panic.
"Ahhhhh!!!!"
Like a madman, he tore up the piece of paper with the words written on it.
Sitting on the chair, his chest heaved up and down violently.
"It's over, it's over, the story is over …"
He raised his head.
His heart was filled with unwillingness.
But there was nothing he could do.
"Brother-in-law, I can't save you anymore …"
Then,
He kept banging his forehead against the desk like a madman.
At the same time, he wailed,