[Bottle evil black evil] Death is coming

But Wu Xiewan didn't expect that he didn't wait for the black glasses or Zhang Qiling, but instead waited for the next room to take care of his wife's son instead of old man Sun.

"Uncle Zhao told me that when they were talking about my dad in the morning, you and your fat brother had weird expressions. Do you know the inside story of my dad's death?"

Old man Sun's son was wearing the most common suit and overalls. His thin face was full of exhaustion, and there were two faint dark circles under his eyes, but he didn't see much sadness. It seemed that the burden of life had already left him with no extra strength to feel sad.

But Wu Xie knew that he still cared about his father's death, otherwise he wouldn't have confronted himself, a stranger, for an extremely subjective reason.

But Wu Xie had no way to tell him the truth, not to protect Zhang Qiling, but even if he told him, he might not believe it.

"Sorry, we don't know the inside story, but we were a little surprised when we heard about it suddenly." Wu Xie said apologetically.

However, the other party didn't believe his words: "But the nurse at the station told me that you went to the bathroom after my dad went to the toilet yesterday, and you didn't return to the ward after ten minutes, but my dad never came back. It happened to be the time when my dad had a heart attack. Although his heart has always been bad, he has been cured before, and he himself pays attention to his physical condition. It is impossible for him to suddenly have a heart attack for no reason. There must be a reason... Was it you? Did you scare him into a heart attack!"

The other party guessed on his own, and came to a seemingly reasonable conclusion. Wu Xie immediately wanted to refute, but found that he couldn't argue with his own words. guesses are more convincing.

In the eyes of the other party, Wu Xie's hesitant to speak reaction was a manifestation of his guilty conscience, and he rushed forward in two steps to punch Wu Xie.Although Wu Xie's physical condition is not as good as before, but his reaction force is still there, he immediately turned around and jumped off the hospital bed to avoid the blow, but the other party grabbed his loose hospital gown.

The force behind the pull caused Wu Xie to lose his balance and fell to the ground. A piece of his back was scraped by the hospital bed, and finally he bumped his head slightly, which made him unable to do anything because of the pain. The other party took this opportunity to turn over the bed Grab him and press him to the ground, punching him.

Wu Xie closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, put her hands on her head and prepared to be beaten, but her fist did not fall.

Wu Xie opened his eyes in doubt and peeked from behind his arm, and found that the other party was still staring at him ferociously in a punching posture, like a movie scene with the pause button pressed.

He crawled carefully and crawled out from under the opponent, until he got out of the attack range of the opponent before turning over and sitting up, and then immediately noticed an extra figure in the ward, he turned his head to look——Zhang Qiling.

Facing Zhang Qiling's indifferent gaze, Wu Xie felt a little guilty. He appeared so well, he probably didn't just come here, and he should have heard the previous conversation.

Sure enough, Zhang Qiling said without any surprise: "It's really you."

Wu Xie explained nervously: "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I just went to the toilet."

Sensing his emotions, Zhang Qiling frowned slightly and said, "You're afraid of me."

Wu Xie couldn't deny that it was hard not to be afraid when seeing such a scene, not to mention that there was no doubt in Zhang Qiling's words, and he had obviously reached a conclusion. It is expected that he would not be able to deceive the other party, so it is better to admit it generously.

Seeing Wu Xie apologetically looking at him acquiescing to this matter, although Zhang Qiling had expected it, he was still sad, and he was silent for a long time and did not speak again.After a while, he walked towards Wu Xie, wanting to help him back to the bed: "Get up first, the ground is cold, don't..."

Unexpectedly, just as Zhang Qiling approached two steps away from the bed, a ray of light suddenly appeared under the bed and enveloped Zhang Qiling. He immediately stopped with a muffled snort, frowned and gritted his teeth, trying to break free, but he was still unable to move.

Wu Xie asked in astonishment: "Brother?"

Zhang Qiling said with difficulty: "That person..."

black glasses!

Wu Xie knelt on the ground and looked under the hospital bed. Sure enough, there was a small paper man. The paper man sat cross-legged without being controlled by anyone, and even made some kind of gesture. Too small, Wu Xie couldn't see what kind of gesture it was.

"I didn't tell him your name!" Wu Xie hurriedly explained to Zhang Qiling that he didn't want Zhang Qiling to think that he had betrayed him.

At this time, there was a casual voice from the black glasses at the door: "Little Third Master, I told you that people like us always have some special methods. Although you didn't take the initiative to tell me his name, it doesn't mean I can't know ah."

Without any further explanation from him, Wu Xie could guess that he must have taken the opportunity to do something last night when he was sleeping, including the paper figurines under the bed should have been arranged at that time, but he probably didn't expect that he would call Zhang Qiling immediately. caught.

Sure enough, he was so enthusiastic and partial not because of goodwill, but because of other plans.

Wu Xie looked up at the black glasses: "Let go of him first! Didn't you mean to ask his purpose before deciding whether to deal with him or not!"

Seeing the vigilance quietly appearing in Wu Xie's eyes, the black glasses raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, but said calmly: "Of course we have to ask, but we must first ensure our safety. Don't worry, little third master, this is just to let He can't move, it won't do him any harm."

As for how uncomfortable it would be to be restrained, he had better not tell this kind-hearted young master.

Walking over to help Wu Xie sit back on the hospital bed, Wu Xie was frightened, and his stomach was uncomfortable, and he kept covering his stomach with his hands and rubbing it. Seeing this, the black glasses took out another paper figurine, pulled his hand away and gently pasted it on the bed. In his stomach, the paper figurine soon became dark, and Wu Xie also felt a lot better in his stomach.

Sitting down next to Wu Xie, the black glasses asked Zhang Qiling: "Then, can you explain, what is your purpose?"

Zhang Qiling didn't answer him directly, but looked at Wu Xie and said, "Wu Xie, you need treatment."

Wu Xie was slightly taken aback, not knowing why he said that.

But the black glasses seemed to have expected it: "Sure enough, you are from the underworld."

Zhang Qiling did not speak, and acquiesced.

The exchange between the two of them like a riddle made Wu Xie scratch his head and scratch his liver with curiosity, and asked the black glasses: "What's going on! Is he really impermanent?"

Zhang Qiling still didn't speak, and Wu Xie grabbed his arm and shook his black glasses, but he had to explain for him: "Although he is indeed not human, I didn't feel any evil aura from him, and the old man's soul last night He was not affected by evil spirits, nor was he harmed in any way, so I guess, he may not be an ordinary lonely ghost, but a ghost for the underworld.

"As for his identity, and the notice of 'Death is coming' that you and your fat brother said, you have to ask him."

Hearing this, Wu Xie looked at Zhang Qiling, waiting for his answer.