Qi Yan has transformed from a little girl into an old woman who is about to die. The young and bright woman is now lying on the hospital bed and lingering.

After grandma finished telling this story, she had exhausted all her energy. She lay down softly with a flushed face. She slowly closed her eyes and stopped talking. It seemed that she had gone through her life in her memories.

Yang Shanshan stuck out her tongue and said, "So grandma is waiting for her old sweetheart."

The little aunt glared at her: "Don't talk nonsense at home."

Grandma's sons, together, still obeyed their mother's advice. All the women in the family were sent home to rest, and all the men stayed in the hospital to keep vigil.

Sure enough, after Li Yang heard this story, he scratched his head and head excitedly, pulled me to a deserted place in the corridor, and asked me what I thought about it.

I thought about it and said: "The story is quite legendary. Let's sort out the timeline. Sixty years ago, your grandma met a monk who claimed to be immortal, and the two of them had an indescribable story for three days and three nights."

Li Yang said: "Tell the key points and don't talk about idle talk."

I coughed and said, "The two of us have a certain amount of trust. The monk gave her a magic weapon to extend her life, saying that if she could see her again in this life, he would tell her the secret of immortality."

Li Yang nodded and continued what I said: "Then, my grandma met the mother of the female master who opened the Buddhist temple, and for various reasons, she left the things given by the monk to her for safekeeping." At this point, if he had

What he was thinking: "Old Liu, the mother of the female master is the one who led Xian'er to practice. She has obtained these life-extending magic tools from my grandma. Will she study it in private?"

I shrugged: "Who knows. Anyway, grandma left a book there and didn't get it back. I think it's weird. Let's continue. Your grandma is desperate now, so she sent us to get the magic weapon for her to renew.

Fate. The reason why I did this was to see the monk for the last time and get the monk's secret to longevity."

Li Yang kept rubbing his hands: "Old Liu, do you think there are really immortal people in this world?"

I smiled bitterly: "You ask me, I ask who will go there, maybe there will be. Only if you can't think of it, there is nothing that doesn't exist."

Li Yang asked me: "Old Liu, can my grandma see that monk before she leaves?"

"What do you think?" I asked him.

"Let's start. I thought the whole thing was very nonsense, but now I believe it. This thing itself is mysterious and unreasonable. Whatever happens is probably due to love. I always feel that the monk must be able to do it.

It appears, but I don’t know how it appears.”

I laughed: "Can he turn into a fierce ghost?"

He looked at me seriously and said, "Maybe."

While we were talking, the old uncle came over and said hurriedly: "Xiao Liu, you are here, come with me quickly, the old lady is calling you."

I returned to the ward and sat next to the bed. The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly and grabbed me: "Xiaoxiao, if you hear someone calling my name outside the window in a while, you have to slap my pillow."

I swallowed my saliva and nodded, that was it, and I would wait and see how things would develop.

The old lady also told these juniors, no matter what happens tonight, not to make a fuss and to stay at the door and not move.

This old lady was full of lies and her words were so scary that everyone looked unhappy.

After a hard day's work, I didn't eat at night, and I was so hungry that my heart was in front of me and my heart was in back. At this time, my hand was always being held by the old lady, and I couldn't let it go. Don't mention the grudge in my heart.

This night was like a year's sleep for me. The old lady really regarded me as her lover and wouldn't let go of her hand.

I couldn't leave and couldn't move, so I had to let her hold it, took out the phone with the other hand, and sat next to the bed to read a novel. After more than an hour of wandering, it was completely dark, and I felt confused.

I started to feel sleepy, my head was nodding, and I couldn't open my eyes no matter how hard I tried.

I looked at the other people. Several uncles were huddled together on the camp bed and taking a nap. The juniors below could not get into the bed. Some moved chairs to sit at the door, and some sat on the benches in the corridor. They were all listless and yawning.

I looked around for days and couldn't find Li Yang. I don't know where this guy went.

Feeling very sleepy, I leaned against the head of the bed, yawned loudly, and slowly closed my eyes. It didn't matter how long I fell asleep. I don't know how long it took. I vaguely seemed to have opened the window. Although I was wrapped in

The cotton-padded jacket couldn't withstand the chill. I woke up from the cold and muttered something about who could be so wicked. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the windows were properly inserted, but there was an inexplicable chill in the room.

The old lady had let go of her hand and lay quietly on the bed.

I glanced inadvertently and almost jumped up. I don't know whether the old lady was asleep or awake. Her chest was rising and falling slightly, her face was calm, but her eyes were wide open, staring at the ceiling without blinking.

I swallowed my saliva and looked around the ward. Everyone was in a mess, and everyone was sleeping soundly. Because they were all men, they were snoring one after another. I didn’t know if the old lady’s abnormal behavior was normal. I wanted to go over and wake her up.

Uncle, at this moment, a "haha" laughter suddenly came from outside the window.

I followed the sound and saw an owl standing on the windowsill outside the window. It folded its wings and jumped around. Its two eyes were completely green. The person looking at it looked cold and a little hairy. It was the weirdest thing.

Surprisingly, I don't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but this owl actually made a human-like laugh and made a "coo" sound in its mouth.

In the middle of the night, a black monster suddenly appeared on the window sill, staring blankly at you, wondering who else would stop peeing.

The owl and I looked at each other through the window. The temperature in the room was very low and the cold air was pressing in. It was like falling into an ice hole, but we didn't dare to move. This owl appeared strangely, and its eyes gave people the feeling that it was strange.

He looks like an animal, with a very human look.

It is like a dwarf witch wearing an owl's black coat, with an evil light in its eyes.

At this moment, it suddenly spread its black wings, fluttered away from the window sill, and disappeared into the dark night sky.

I breathed a long sigh of relief, and then I dared to move. Because I stayed in a stiff posture for too long, all the joints in my body were sore.

Why did such a monster suddenly appear? I felt so choked up in my heart, as if I was weighed down by a huge boulder, and couldn't breathe smoothly.

Owls are also called night owls among the people. There is a saying that when night owls come into the house, they come for everything. Damn it, is this a sign?

I was just thinking that a woman's voice suddenly came from somewhere downstairs, as if calling someone's name. Maybe the wind was too strong, and the voice was broken and broken, so I couldn't tell who it was.

The old lady on the hospital bed moaned softly, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," and I quickly went over and held her hand: "Grandma."

"Xiaoxiao." The old lady whispered: "Here, take the pillow, pat someone to call me."

When I heard this, I trembled all over. I listened carefully, and as expected, there was a cry outside: "Qi Yan Qi Yan"

The sound got louder and louder, and each sound was more permeable. I went over to push my sleeping uncle, and he waved his hands, smacked his lips, changed his posture, and fell asleep again. Looking at the other people, they all seemed drunk, wheezing.

He fell into a deep sleep with no sign of waking up.

I wiped the cold sweat from my head, why is it always pushing me into this lonely heroic situation.

I had no choice but to walk to the bedside, gently take out my grandma's pillow, and start patting it along the ward. When I passed by the window, I took a special look. The lights in the hospital were dim, but I could still see clearly that there was no human figure underneath.

No.

But the sound got louder and louder, so shrill that it made people's scalps explode. Grandma opened her mouth wide, her throat kept making "hissing" sounds, her eyes looked straight at the ceiling, and her feet kept moving left and right.

She looked like someone was holding her by the throat, strangling her tightly, and trying to strangle her to death.

The bed sheets were in a mess, especially the two red embroidered shoes, which were so eye-catching under the pale fluorescent light.

I almost cried with my eyes closed, and I beat the pillow again and again. Strangely enough, as the pillow was beat, the screams outside gradually weakened and disappeared. I breathed a long sigh of relief, my head was covered with sweat, and my grandma also regained her composure.

What the hell

, kept moaning, with a blush like recovering from a serious illness on her face. I stuffed the pillow under her head, sat back on the chair, my heart was still pounding. I was about to close my eyes and fall asleep, when I accidentally looked up and saw the door lintel.

The talisman hanging on it.

I jumped up at that time. I couldn't believe my eyes. Only two-thirds of the original talisman was left. I walked over and took a closer look. There were black burnt marks on the lower edge of the talisman. It looked like that part was unknown.

It was burned out when the time came.

What's going on? Who's hand was burned? I looked at the position and direction of the talisman. It has always been the same as when my uncle posted it. No one should have touched it. How come a third of it was burned for no reason? Let's talk about the people in the ward.

There were so many people coming and going, no one could do such a thing in front of everyone.

I held the door frame and looked out. The corridor of the hospital was silent and empty. There were a few juniors sitting on the bench, and Li Yang was among them. Because of the low temperature, they couldn't help but cuddle up together, touching each other and snoring.

Big sleep.

I don't know if it's a psychological illusion, but I always feel that the corridor is weird, with a heavy gloomy atmosphere, and there seems to be something indescribable under the dim light.

I didn't dare to look anymore, so I returned to the ward and sat on the chair, my heart beating wildly and I was restless.

I didn't sleep much that night. I was so tired that I stared for a while. I still couldn't sleep, but I always felt that there was someone outside the door. I wanted to open my eyes and get up to look, but subconsciously I felt troubled. My eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and I couldn't get up no matter what.

Come. Then I thought about it, my task is to beat the pillow, and I don’t care about the other things after I have finished it. I love whoever, this is not my grandma, what kind of leisure do I have to do. My consciousness sank, and I simply fell asleep.

Someone seemed to wake me up once in the middle, and I fell asleep again. When I woke up again, it was dawn, and I didn't know when I slept on the camp bed. When I turned over and sat up, my head felt swollen, as if I was drunk.

My brain hurts.

Li Yang sat next to me and gave me a large cup of hot soy milk: "Wake up"

I was a little angry: "Where did you run last night?"

Li Yang smiled dryly: "After we talked yesterday, I suddenly felt inspired. I hurried to the Internet cafe and uploaded my grandma's story while it was still hot. When I came back, you all looked like you were drunk.

They all fell asleep like they were drunk. I wandered in the corridor for a while, and it was getting colder and colder, but there was nowhere to go, so I had to squeeze in with them and get some sleep."

I sighed: "Li Yang, Li Yang, our contract ends today. I want to live for two more years. Guess what I saw last night?"

He looks at me.

I told the story about my encounter with the night owl last night and the burnt talisman. His expression changed, and he took me to the door lintel to check. Sure enough, one-third of the talisman was burned. Li Yang said: "Old Liu, what did you do yesterday?

What we encountered late was probably the screams of souls. It was ghosts from the underworld calling people by their names and asking whoever they called to leave."

I pointed at the talisman and asked, "What's going on?"

At this time, several people gathered in a circle in the corridor and talked fiercely. We both looked at each other and walked over to listen. The person talking in the circle was my uncle. He was talking with a grimace and was frothing.
Chapter completed!