Chapter 284

"Well?" Wei Yan frowns. What's the feeling of being kicked away?

"Why is the door closed here?" Outside, Xiao Ye's voice sounded, "sister nurse and Xiao Zhi have not come out yet. Are they inside?"

Zheng Quzhi looked at the ashes on the ground, and then looked at Wei Yan. He said in a low voice, "then I'm out."

Wei Yan nodded and his voice was low: "be careful."

Zheng Quzhi has gone out quickly. Wei Yan takes back his eyes and looks at the gray on the ground quietly. The red light in his eyes flashes. A gust of wind ushers in, and the ash blows away in an instant.

On the other side, Zheng Quzhi goes around to Xiaoye.

"Where did you just go? Sister nurse has been looking for you Xiaoye frowned.

"Go to the bathroom." Zheng Quzhi light way, see small can not see a figure, can't help but ask: "small can?"

"Stewed eggs are back. Xiao Ke is back with him." Xiao Ye snorted coldly: "Xiaoke just likes stewed eggs, and doesn't like us."

Children's attention is always a little puzzling, Zheng Quzhi Tut, knock Xiaoye's head, he ran to the ward.

This little leaf, the partner all walked from the door of hell, also think of the nurse sister Tut, a little broken child, knows how to tease a girl.

"Hello! Hello Behind him, Xiaoye cried out in a rage.

Seeing that Xiaozhi didn't pay attention to himself, Xiaoye snorted: "hum! Doctor brother said that you are not allowed to follow the past, you go, doctor brother will certainly scold you

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before he got to the door, Zheng Quzhi heard Xiao Ke's crying. He couldn't help his feet and felt numb on his scalp.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward to the small window and peeped into it. Seeing the situation inside, Zheng Qu's bosom friend sank down and kicked the door directly.

"Wuwuwu, brother Xiaozhi..." Xiao Ke was pressed on the bed, her legs were bare. A doctor in a white coat was crowding between her small legs. The snow-white sheet was full of blood stains of stars lighting lamps.

And the marinated egg is lying on the opposite side, pale, still in a coma.

"Which ward are you from?" The doctor is a handsome man. He doesn't panic when he sees others open the door. It seems that he made love to the nurse yesterday.

Zheng Quzhi was infuriated by his indifferent attitude. How big is Xiaoke! Can he handle such a small girl?

Although the people here are not living people, but this kind of thing must have happened. Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, rushed to the doctor and kicked him hard: "get out of your mother's way!"

The doctor was kicked by his foot. He was very angry and threw Xiaoke away. He didn't even bother to wear his pants. He rushed to Zheng Quzhi with a distorted expression on his face.

With a heavy breath, Zheng Quzhi sank his eyes and recited the curse of death in his mouth. At the same time, he bit his index finger and calmly drew the talisman in the air.

The gourd in front of his chest was boiling hot. Zheng Quzhi had no time to pay attention to it. When the doctor rushed over, the Fu in the air suddenly lit with gold. Zheng Quzhi reached out and slapped the Fu at the doctor.

"Ah, ah --" screamed, and things around changed. Was this a simple little ward, or the four beds, but the two people disappeared.

And the doctor's clothes became ragged and smelly.

Zheng Quzhi a Leng, then a bright eye. Is he going to succeed? Fu, breaking the illusion, and Killing evil spirits

There is a not Xu continue to read the curse of death, at the same time from the side of a sheet, without saying a word, he dyed his own blood, and then fiercely threw at the doctor who rushed over.

With a crack, the sheet fell on the doctor's face. This time, the doctor didn't even have time to shout out the scream, and it was scattered to ashes.

"Oh, you are still very good." Wanqiu showed his body shape and looked at the ashes on the ground with great interest. After thinking about it, he continued: "you can continue to recite the death mantra. Don't waste it."

"Waste what?" Zheng Quzhi frowned, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Something good for you anyway." Compared with ordinary people, wanqiu's voice is somewhat soft, which makes people feel comfortable.

It was Wei Yan who put wanqiu by his side. Zheng Quzhi had no doubt about wanqiu. Hearing the words, he continued to look down and read the mantra of death.

I saw, on the ground that pile of corpse ashes gradually floating some white smoke, toward Zheng Quzhi's body drill.

Seeing this, wanqiu raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Zheng Quzhi with some complicated emotions. Suddenly, seeing Zheng Quzhi raise his eyes and look over, he said with the trend: "it's not out of the dreamland yet. Things are not over. Keep going."

"What is the fairyland?" Zheng Quzhi did not rush to walk, some decadent sat on the bed, trance.

Send him in, let him see what's going on inside, and he can't do anything about it. He can't change the track inside.

"The dead are dead, and there is no one to complain about what they said before they die. They have to tell it in a dreamland to vomit the bitterness in their hearts." Wan Qiu sighed: "it can be seen and heard, but there's nothing you can do about it. It's just to show the world what they suffered before they die."Is that so? Zheng Quzhi drooped his eyes and hated himself so much for the first time when he came to this kind of dreamland.

"You don't have to be sad." Seeing that Zheng Quzhi was too decadent, Wan Qiu's face flashed a smile and immediately comforted him: "think about it. You still played a role in the case of the religious rehabilitation center and the haunted house. After coming out, the case was solved, the injustice was gone, and the prison was severely punished."

In the dreamland, Zheng Quzhi can't do anything, but he can still play a role outside.

Hearing the speech, Zheng Quzhi raised his eyes, with some focus in his eyes.

Indeed, the correctional institutions also caused a great repercussion in the society. The state supervised several of them and closed all those suspected of child abuse, thus saving many children.

So, this time is OK, right?

Thinking of this, he quickly got up: "where should I go now?"

"You go to find the master of the fairyland. She is not dead. Follow her life path." Wan Qiu said and then into the gourd, no longer reveal other things.

Zheng Quzhi frowns and looks at the direction of the door. Is Xiaoke the master of the fantasy? In a muddleheaded age, was humiliated, finally died?

Why is it that he has recently met with innocent children?

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Quzhi raised his step and walked out. In the second he moved his feet, before the dilapidated houses around him were restored in an instant, the white and neat sheets, the white bright walls, the clean floor that could be used as a mirror

When the door was opened, the corridor was filled with people coming and going again. The patients were young and old. Most of them had smiles on their faces. There were many patients who held the nurse's hand to thank them.

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