Chapter 185 The Name of Christ (1)

Yin Hui glanced at it, but found that the direction he was kneeling was the direction where the young nurse left.

Bang!

His heart seemed to be touched by something, and a ripples arise in his calm heart.

Subconsciously, he felt something was wrong with the nurse, but it was really unknown what was wrong.

Conan Doyle seemed to have noticed the strangeness of the matter and hurriedly took two steps. When she chased after him and patted the young nurse on the shoulder, she was still shocked because she found that the young nurse had no face at all.

"You..." She retreated repeatedly, habitually took out her gun and pointed it at the nurse.

"Don't shoot, don't hit the master." The attending doctor rushed up like crazy, suddenly hugged Conan Doyle, knocked him to the ground, and stammered him with a trembling look, but she didn't understand a single word.

Yin Hui also rushed up frantically, pulled Conan Doyle from the ground, drew talismans in the void, and attacked the little nurse.

Unexpectedly, the young nurse did not avoid it, but turned around slowly.

The clothes and hat were completely empty, without a head or a neck, and the scene was like a hat was quietly floating on the clothes.

The red seal hit the nurse, but it did not have any effect at all. The young nurse even made a sound: "Gee, gee, you foolish humans."

Where did she say something? This was Yin Hui's only idea at that time. But after thinking for a long time, I probably didn't think of it, so I just walked up slowly.

He knew that since the nurse's clothes are not afraid of making seals, it means that the nurse's clothes are definitely not a ghost. Even if it is, the yin energy is very weak and will not hurt people at all.

When he got closer, he realized that the nurse was just a piece of clothing, just floating quietly in the air, with no arms and legs, empty.

It was just a suspended dress. This scene made Yin Hui a little scared, but he still had a steady breath, bit his fingers, and moved rapidly to point a blood spot on his forehead.

Soon, the nurse's uniform seemed to fall off a person's body and slowly fell to the ground, leaving only air in the air.

Conan Doyle was stunned. When he looked at the attending doctor, he was still exhausted and fell to the ground with weak energy.

She clapped her palms and smiled bitterly: "Which is this singing? It's not the men in black."

Yin Hui also shook his head and expressed his discomfort. He looked at Lanting and was still in a drowsy sleep, not knowing what had just happened.

He was only a little scared now. If he had just handed Lanting over to the perverted doctor, what might have happened now. It is hard to say whether Lanting's life can be saved.

He held Lanting in his arms again, then looked at Conan Doyle: "Why don't we change another hospital. This place doesn't look very peaceful."

Conan Doyle also nodded, and the strange atmosphere around her made her feel helpless and confused: "Let's go, let's leave here now." After that, she took the lead in walking out of the emergency room.

The emergency room was silent, without any sound, and the fight just now did not wake up the security guard at the door. Slight snoring came one after another, and several security guards were sleeping soundly.

After the two walked out of the emergency room, the young nurse who was lying on the front desk and fell asleep quietly finally raised her head slowly.

Under the white hat, it turned out to be empty.

She is just a suspended dress.

After the bumps along the way finally stabilized, she actually felt a strong bump again, and a familiar smell and a warmth were also transmitted from a pair of broad big hands into her body.

She narrowed her eyes and with the slight light, she actually saw Yin Hui's face falling apart.

His handsome and cold face had already shed a layer of sweat due to tension and fatigue, and his body trembled up and down, which caused her a hallucination.

Her head suddenly became hot, and she thought of a dirty picture.

"No, this kid actually treated me..." Lan Ting could no longer bear it. He flew out and slapped Yin Hun in the face. Suddenly, five hot red palm marks were left on Yin Hun's face.

He was stunned and didn't react for a long time. Conan Doyle heard the crisp sound, and combined with the five small slap marks on Yin Hun's face, he also guessed what was going on.

Finally, when Yin Hui's eyes slowly fell on Lan Ting, he began to get angry. Looking at Lan Ting who was lying in his arms and opening his eyes to look at him, he let go and Lan Ting landed, and a scream came.

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin and does not know the kindness of a good person." Yin Hui could not tolerate such kindness and revenge. He cursed and prepared to turn around and leave.

"Ah!" Lan Ting, who realized that he was a judge of a gentleman with a villain's heart, was so surprised that he couldn't stop talking for a long time. When she figured out the atmosphere of production restrictions, it was too late. He had already gotten in the car and drove away.

"You..." Lan Ting's guilt just now was completely eliminated, and the anger in his heart burned again. It was all blamed for that guy, which caused the current situation. If he had been carrying him on his back at that time, he would not have treated him as a bad person.

Looking around, it took a long time to judge the situation around her and she realized that she was actually in the hospital.

Not far behind, the three big white characters were shocking, which made her make a judgment quickly and leave here quickly.

Mortuary.

The three words were rumbling up and down in her head like a ghost. He was thinking, thinking about what he was thinking about the moment before he was unconscious? What did he do? Why did he faint without realizing it?

Papa, papa.

The sound of high heels came up in an orderly manner, as if a woman was walking in her style. Her nervous heart had finally relaxed, just as someone was there.

She turned around and found out where the person was, but found that there was nothing behind her.

"It's strange, why is there no one?" Just as she was wondering, she suddenly found a nurse in uniform standing at the door of the emergency room.

The howling north wind blew, and it seemed deserted outside. She wrapped her clothes vigorously and prepared to stay in the hospital for a night, even if she stayed in the aisle of the ward, at least she was full of people inside.

This was the only way to prevent her from being scared when she was helpless. She accelerated her pace and walked towards the nurse.

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo.

The howling north wind still blew without resistance, blowing the leaves on the ground all over the place, and the nurse's uniforms also rose and fell one after another.

For some reason, a sense of fear actually rose in her heart. This sense of fear made her feel a little suffocated. She forced herself to faint and walked up step by step.

But after walking a few steps, when her vision became clear, she was stunned because she suddenly realized that the nurse seemed to be floating in the air, empty under her nurse's uniform, without support from her legs.

She rubbed her eyes hard, thinking she was confused. Her eyes continued to move upwards, and when she finally saw that the nurse's hat was empty, she was stunned for a moment.

Oh my God, the place where the face was supposed to be under the hat was actually empty.

"There is a ghost," this was her only thought at that time. For a moment, the blood of blood was surging, and almost letting her blood break through the nerves. However, reason still quickly controlled his thoughts, quickly withdrew his gaze, and clasped his hands together in front of her chest, carefully and seriously chanting Amitabha, Amitabha.

According to the information she checked online, she said that Amitabha can ward off evil spirits and keep those weird things away from her.

But she was wrong. Just as she turned around, he found that the sound of footsteps came again.

The beating heart was depressed again. She didn't know what to say, but her eyes were a little blurred. This was his usual style. When he encountered something he was afraid of, he would be confused and he would eventually faint.

This is also a way for her to protect herself.

However, since she followed Yin Hui and realized that ghosts were actually not terrible. They were all human illusions, she still resisted the urge to faint and continued to walk forward.

However, as her footsteps accelerated, the sound of slapping footsteps behind her also accelerated, and she kept silent.

"Amitabha, Amitabha." This slogan is no longer an exorcist spell, but has become a spiritual sustenance for her. Now I regret not being able to slap Yin Hui. If he were by his side, I would not have been scared so embarrassed.

After walking tremblingly for a long time, the footsteps were still chasing. She did not dare to look back, but still remembered the allusion that Yin Hui told her. There were three fires on the shoulders and above the head that protected the person. Every time she turned around, she would blow one out.

"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, God, you bless me, God must bless me."

However, it seems that this spell has no effect at all, and the footsteps behind him are still accelerating.

Although the hospital is located in a bustling commercial street, there are not many people on the street now. In addition, the buildings on both sides of the street cover most of the sunlight, so the street is a bit dim.

"Grinding scissors and clanging the kitchen knife." A shout came, and a man walked out of a narrow alley. He looked middle-aged and had a messy hair. He was riding a worn Phoenix bicycle. There were several large boxes on the rear seat. I don't know what was contained inside.

She speeded up and thought to herself that the man in front of her might be full of yang energy, which could stop the guy chasing him from behind.

"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha, God, you want to bless me, God, you want to bless me." Maybe she found that Shakyamuni alone could not protect him, and finally even brought God out.

Maybe it would be better to move the urban management out now, but she didn't.

"Grind the scissors and clang the kitchen knife." The high and excited man was still shouting loudly, looking very strange in this somewhat quiet street.

She accelerated her pace again and chased her tightly. The bicycle seemed to know that someone was chasing her, so it slowly slowed down. Finally, the middle-aged man got out of the car and walked on the cart. He just walked in the opposite direction with Lanting on his back.

"Master, stop, stop, stop." Lan Ting felt the footsteps behind him getting faster and faster. He was nervous and even forgot to recite the spell, so he hurriedly called the master in front of him.

The bicycle stopped slowly, and a thick man's voice came: "Girl, are you calling me?"

However, he did not answer, but his back was facing Lanting.

Lanting glanced at her and saw that her ragged clothes were covered with a big straw hat, her feet were covered with an old cloth shoes, and a big straw hat on her head. Seeing that his body was covered with tightness, she suddenly trembled in her heart, thinking that this guy would not be of the same origin as the nurse.

I can't care about that much, let's solve the one behind me first. Lanting rushed forward in one go.

The straw hat nodded slightly and let out a slight laugh.

The sound came from inside the brim of the hat.

Under the straw hat, there were two heads with blood flowing in the handlebars, and the seven orifices were bleeding. The place where the eyes were originally filled was empty, and the black handlebars were drilled into it.

Lanting walked up slowly, her breathing became heavier and heavier. She could even hear her manic heartbeat, thumping, like an earthquake.

She took a deep breath, continued to chant the spell, and approached the man step by step.

When Lanting walked up, he patted the shoulder opposite him.

The clothes slowly collapsed where she saw her hand. She was slightly stunned, and her head suddenly became cold.

The sunken part of the clothes quickly raised and finally rose again, and then his head slowly turned around.

Lanting held his breath and didn't react for a long time. He just stared at the pile of clothes with his eyes tightly, praying in his heart, hoping to see the familiar human skin.

But to her disappointment, she turned around and saw only the worn clothes and nothing else.

He was stunned for a moment. As the angle of his body tilted became larger and larger, the space he saw became larger and larger. It was not until his body turned completely that she completely believed that this uncle was actually empty.

Her legs became weak and she collapsed to the ground. She had no strength at all, and it was not easy for her to persevere for such a long time.
To be continued...