The three of them split up. The fool with good acting skills followed the stretcher to confirm Wansheng's ward. Xiaolan and Baomu returned to the reception hall on the first floor and sent the latest situation to the group in confusion.
After that, Xiaolan called Jasmine again.
This time it was connected all of a sudden.
"Jasmine Jasmine," Xiaolan immediately cheered up, "Have you seen the news in the group? Do you want me to dig a hole and pick you up now?"
Although the term digging holes is not very nice, it is really vivid.
"We will be there soon. I saw the news. Have you contacted Jiutian and the others?"
"not yet."
"Okay, let's get off the car..."
"Yeah, we're in the lobby."
Within seconds of hanging up the phone, Jasmine and Qiao Nian ran in.
"Where are they now?" Jasmine opened her mouth and asked.
"Brother Fool is following them," Xiaolan grabbed Jasmine's sleeve and lowered her voice, "Jasmine, you are sure that Wan Sheng was already dead at that time, right?"
"Yes, I'm sure, Qiaoqiao also saw it," Jasmine replied while sending a message to the fool, "The heartbeat and pulse have stopped, and the limbs are stiff and cold, and the pupils are dilated... Why are you looking at me like that?
Can’t you learn it from books?”
Baomu looked away.
"He's back, he's on the fourth floor." Qiao Nian pointed to Jasmine's cell phone screen.
The elevator opened with a ding. The fourth floor was filled with inpatient wards. It was very quiet at this time. Everyone walked straight to the corridor. The nurse on duty at the service desk only raised her eyes to pay attention to them for a while, without any suspicion, lowered her head and continued writing.
Turn right, walk through a few wards, and then turn right.
In front of them were doctors and nurses who were gathering together, as well as Zhao Baihuan and Zhao Qianle. They were standing at the door of a ward and happened to be silent.
Then, the group of people looked at them.
So the leader, Jasmine, smiled at them, and then led the people behind her through the ward calmly.
After turning another corner, the four of them leaned nervously against the wall, patted their chests and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I almost got discovered, phew..." Jasmine cautiously took a few glances.
"Actually, I think we may have been discovered." Baomu scratched his head.
"Why?" Jasmine looked at Xiaolan and Baomu keenly, "Have you done anything?"
Xiaolan thought "uh" for a long time before opening her mouth and saying, "Actually, there's nothing special, it's just that Zhao Baihuan and the others seem to have seen us many times tonight."
When they have some free time, they will probably start to think about what are these people doing?
"By the way, where's Brother Fool?"
Baomu said, lying on the wall and peeking out, so when the fool suddenly appeared on the other side of the wall, Baomu was so frightened that he jumped up. Fortunately, Jasmine quickly covered his mouth with her eyes and hands, so she stopped.
Let the screams come out.
"Why are you hiding here?" The fool dodged next to them.
"We were almost discovered by them," Jasmine let go of Baomu, "What's wrong with you, Baomu? Don't you smell Brother Fool's scent?"
"Ah? Do I smell?" The fool smelled his sleeve.
"No, of course I can't smell it. I'm talking about Baomu's ability."
"I can't smell it," Baomu cried sadly, "The smell in the hospital is too strong. I can't distinguish the special smell here. Brother idiot, you were really scary just now... Jasmine, you worked so hard
Why, my mouth is bleeding from my teeth..."
Jasmine stroked Baomu's head a few times soothingly, then immediately turned to look at the fool, "Did you find anything?"
The fool nodded, "I saw Wan Sheng's appearance."
"How about it?"
"I'm sure he's already dead," the fool said with determination, "At least in our eyes, he's already dead."
This requires people to react.
"You mean, Wan Sheng is actually dead, but people here don't think so." Jasmine responded quickly.
Xiaolan thought for a while and then muttered, "This may be the reason why Wansheng's corpse does not rot in reality."
"Is it our mission to let the people here know the truth about Wan Sheng's death?" The fool propped up his chin with his fingers, "How about I go in and stab Wan Sheng in front of them."
The fool's idea not only crossed the boundaries of the law, but was even a bit dehumanizing. They quickly gave up the fool's idea. Just as they were thinking of a solution together, Xiaolan's phone suddenly vibrated in their pocket.
"It's the Taoist priest's call!"
Xiaolan jumped up.
They hid in the stairwell and answered the phone.
"Xiaolan?"
"Taoist Priest! Where have you been? Are Sister Xiaoyin and Brother Jiutian with you?"
"We are all together, are you still in the hospital?"
The fool took Xiaolan's cell phone, "Taoist, I'm the fool. We are all in the hospital. I just saw Wan Sheng's appearance. I am sure that he is dead, but the people here don't seem to think so. We are currently
I stayed by the ward where Wansheng was hospitalized, but what was lying on the bed was actually a corpse..."
"I know."
The fool choked up and said, "Ah, you know, Taoist priest, do you know what's going on?"
"I know."
Everyone was stunned.
Although they habitually ask the director "What's going on" and "What's going on" when they encounter a problem, in fact they have the same mentality as Master Di asking Yuan Fang "What do you think?"
Even though they didn't expect to get any answers at all, the Taoist priest lived up to expectations. Every time his answer was basically "Well, it's a difficult problem" or "It's very troublesome." This time they got the answer all at once, which made them a little confused.
"You...what do you know?"
Jasmine grabbed the phone and asked, "Where are you now? What did you find?"
"We are at school."
"School? The school where we landed?"
"Yes," the Taoist priest thought for a while, "Come here quickly and remember to take a taxi. Xiaolan can easily go astray."
As expected, the Taoist Master understood what Xiaolan was thinking in just one second. It was true that it would be faster to use his abilities to send everyone there, but it was true that he could easily go astray.
The night bus driver was also experienced in strong winds and waves. Without asking, he kicked the accelerator and pulled them towards Fengwu's special school. While looking at the street lights on both sides of the car and the slightly purple sky in the background,
Only then did Xiaolan remember that although this was just the world of Wansheng, they were indeed in Fengwu at this moment.
It's the old Feng Wu from many years ago.
It was Feng Wu in the years he had forgotten.
Where was I at that time? Would I be here?
Could it be that I...met my childhood self?
How old were you at that time, six or seven years old? Eighty or nine years old?
Forget it, Xiaolan thought, I don’t even know how old I am now.
"arrive."
As soon as the street scene turned into dense street trees, the driver's deep voice brought Xiaolan, who was lost in thought, back to reality.