My little country

Xiehe Hospital opposite the pedestrian street intersection is a well-known large-scale general hospital.

Among them, it is well-known for treating cancer patients. Every year, many cancer patients from all over the country come here to seek medical treatment, hoping to get a new chance here.

Every day here.

All patients have indeed recovered well after proper treatment and are able to embrace the new life.

Naturally, some people have to sigh to give up treatment and go home under the doctor's advice, or send them directly to the morgue.

When Xiao Yu came here, it was naturally the idea of ​​this morgue to fight.

When he performed necromantic witchcraft, a touch of ink appeared in the white of his right eye.

This made him see the souls of those who were lying dead in the morgue.

These souls are all dead, but they appear extremely bleak and transparent, and they seem to disappear at any time.

And Xiao Yu also discovered that, unlike those mentioned in the necromantic books, even at night, those human souls are still falling apart.

Secretly estimated, Xiao Yu realized that if everything went as usual... the weakest soul in the hospital morgue would dissipate in an hour.

The strongest can last no more than two days.

Not to mention that they will dissipate faster during the day according to normal conditions!

"The undead of Lilliputian, if there is no corpse wilderness and no sunlight before death, they can rely on the accumulation of time and spend hundreds of years to slowly condense their spiritual consciousness, and there is the possibility of turning into a wandering soul ."

"If a wandering soul has to meet a necromancer, it will have a better chance to obtain an incorporeal promotion ghost, become an intermediate-level undead with self-awareness and regain the memories of the past.

"But in the world I am in, no matter day or night... there is no room for the soul to survive."

"Is that why there are no ghosts in the world today?"

Xiao Yu thought in his heart, and walked towards the hospital.

The hospital security guard felt a chill. He couldn't help but glanced at Xiao Yu who was passing by him. He wanted to stop him, and then shook his head again, muttering that more is worse than less.

Just watching Xiao Yu's back of Zhao Mang, watching him walk quickly to the inpatient building.

In the hospital at this time, a young man who was severely injured by a sharp weapon was being rescued in an operating room connected to the inpatient building.

At this time, the rescued doctor was desperately doing his last effort, but from the perspective of the equipment, this young patient under twenty years old could not be saved.

"How could this be?"

"It's all because you have been teaching my Xiaoying the great truths, let him be a good person and a hero!"

"Be happy now, our son is gone!"

"Saved other people's children and killed myself!"

"Woo... it's all your fault!"

"Nonsense, the doctors are still trying to rescue them!"

"Trust the hospital, trust the doctor!"

Outside the ward, several family members of the patient are complaining to each other and arguing quietly.

From time to time, I looked at the operating room worriedly.

Not long ago, an endangered notice was issued in the operating room, but it really made their hearts hang.

Next to the chair against the wall, a little loli and her parents were sitting there, feeling a little at a loss.

The mother next to him was holding the statue of God in prayer, and seemed to be a believer.

"With the blessing of the lightning god, the big brother who saved you will surely turn bad luck."

"Every evil turns auspicious?" Zhao Mang, who Xiao Yu had transformed, just walked over at this moment, and he heard the keyword instantly with sharp ears.

Then listen carefully and know that these people should all be relatives and friends who have followed the goal of just dying.

"It's a pity, little Lori, your mother's god couldn't help. Your elder brother has turned into a dead soul."

Xiao Yu said in his heart and looked at the hidden door of the operating room.

With the induction of necromantic witchcraft, we can know that inside, lies the fresh corpse and soul of a young man who has just died.

According to the necromantic records, novices are easiest to succeed with such materials.

A corpse without a soul can only be used as a sacrifice to the undead witchcraft. If you want to summon an obedient soul, you must cast the spell together with the opponent's soul.

However, after hearing the words of those family members, it reminded Xiao Yu of who the man inside was.

The memory brought by Yuehua Yulu Potion, combined with the content of the conversation here, made Xiao Yu remember that this young man who had just died was still a hero who was being reported by the local newspaper.

According to reports, just after school this afternoon, a mad mentally ill person suddenly went mad, chasing passers-by with a kitchen knife, and was about to hurt a primary school student Lori.

It was the passing young man with passion, kicked the madman, and saved Little Lolita.

But then also in the fight with the madman, he fell to the ground seriously injured.

The news report was sent to hospital for treatment.

Looking at it now, this is an unsaved rhythm.

It's a pity... the white-haired person gives the black-haired person.

Xiao Yu glanced at the most sad old couple.

And based on the analysis of the content they heard, they are old enough to have children, and their family background is not rich.

If the little hero left like this... I'm afraid the old life of these two will be difficult.

Xiao Yu had planned to find someone who had just died and experiment with the power of necromantic witchcraft in the real world, and then changed hands and left.

Leave no trace.

Now I feel... maybe I can play something else!

The door of the operating room suddenly opened, and the leading doctors hurried out of the aisle.

The anxious family members of the patient saw the patient's bed pushed in, but they wanted to move forward but were stopped.

The director of a bald hospital also rushed over with two officials and a few security guards. After praising the heroism of the patients, he regretted that the hospital had done its best.

But the injury of this little hero is too serious...their hospital is also incapable of recovery.

Suddenly, a group of people burst into tears in the aisle outside the operating room of the hospital.

There are two little nurses in white clothes, also quietly regretting that such a good person died like this, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Just when everyone calmed down the emotions of the family members of the deceased and prepared to send the body to the morgue.

The sky outside the aisle connecting the inpatient department and the operating room suddenly lit up.

Suddenly everyone around him looked away.

The inpatient building and the operating room are on the seventh floor!

At least 30 meters above the ground!

Outside the aisle, there was supposed to be a garden where the sick were recuperating. There should be nothing.

However, at this moment.

In the sky above this garden, there was a young man in white clothes, coming from the void, floating in the air outside the seventh floor.

"God... Fairy?"

The families of the deceased looked at the Qingyun Sword Immortal who appeared on the scene with dumbfounded faces.

"It's him!"

"It's really him!"

The person in charge of the hospital was very knowledgeable and immediately remembered the rumors circulating on the intranet.

Guessed the identity of the boy in white who came suddenly!