At this moment, a heavy and deep voice came over, "If I had known today, why bother in the beginning?"
This is the retribution you should repay.
If I hadn't waited for my mother to reach the end of her life, you would have died long ago.
I followed the voice and saw that it was a thin soul with a dry and black body.
My second uncle looked very excited when he saw him.
"Third brother, it's really you."
The soul obviously had an indifferent and grudge-like attitude toward him, and said coldly: "You still have the nerve to call me third brother.
Your death can finally set me free.
The soul looked at me carefully, and I saw a long-lost excitement in his sharp eyes.
At this time, I began to pity my second uncle, although at that time, I could not understand what kind of state people were in in order to survive.
But I felt that the ghost standing in front of me at this moment was even more despicable and sinister than my second uncle.
For the so-called revenge, it destroyed our whole family.
I blocked their way and said, "You have been dead for so many years, and you still come back to harm people.
Grandma was really blind at the time, and she was so sad for a devil for so many years."
The soul was stunned and stared at me: "Kid, what did you say?
I clenched my fists and said, "For your own selfish desires and regardless of the feelings of your family, you killed your second uncle.
That day in the hospital, I saw you sitting on my grandma's bedside.
I thought you were trying to harm grandma, but I didn't expect that your purpose was your second uncle.
You deliberately let me see you, to attract Grandpa's attention, and to use my impulsive ignorance to satisfy your despicability.
The soul was suspended in mid-air, "Since you know everything, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you.
Then he waved his arm, and I was instantly thrown more than ten meters away as if being blown up by a hurricane.
The soul followed closely and floated in front of me.
Its black and withered hands locked my neck, and I was lifted straight up.
The discomfort of suffocation made me struggle involuntarily.
However, the more I struggled, the more the hands shrank.
I stared at him in fear, our eyes met, and I saw another scene in his sharp eyes.
In that dark underworld, countless souls were being tortured, and the miserable howls echoed in my ears at the moment I closed my eyes in despair.
A dazzling white light instantly passed through its body.
His hand suddenly stuck on my neck was being slowly torn apart by another external force.
A girl in a white dress appeared next to me.
Her whole body was shrouded in cold air and she was holding the hand that was holding my neck.
A biting coldness spread over her.
I saw my third uncle staring at her with an incredible expression.
I shouted in shock: "Wind Chime" The girl glanced at me, and her eyes quickly fixed on the third uncle.
She murmured: "Now that you are free, don't hurt innocent people anymore.
The soul looks up to the sky and screams: "It turns out that you have been protecting Han Bing.
If it weren't for you, that vicious woman would have died.
Who are you and why do you want to interfere in our family affairs.
No wonder I saw a figure on Han Bing’s body when I was in the hospital for the first time.
That figure turned out to be you.
When I went to Han Bing's body, I always felt ice penetrated into my bones.
I thought it was the evil energy protecting Han Bing's body.
But I didn't expect that it was your soul that was causing trouble.
It turns out that you have been relying on Han Bing to protect him.
It's so sad that humans and ghosts are so compatible.
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If Han Bing hadn't left his body, I don't think you would have shown up.
After hearing what my third uncle said, I suddenly felt creepy.
Could it be that the wind chime had been lying on my body and never left me.
The third uncle's soul said that Feng Chime was a bit at a loss.
Feng Chime glanced at me with wandering eyes and said to my third uncle's soul: "You are right.
I have been lying on Han Bing's body, but I had no choice.
I got on Han Bing's body to let him expose my grievances, but I did not expect that my soul was in Han Bing's body.
My body was forcibly cremated by the funeral parlor.
My body was annihilated by the ashes in the chimney, but Han Bing's body became my only place to stay.
If you want to expel Han Bing's soul, you must get through me first.
It would be better for each other if we don't interfere with each other, what do you think?
The soul of my third uncle laughed a few times: "Don't think you are so innocent.
Aren't you here for the Qi of Han Bing?
Haha, my goal has been achieved and my soul has been liberated.
There is no need to argue with you."
The fish is dead and the net is broken, but I would like to advise you, if people's souls merge together, one of them will be hurt, so take care of yourself.
Then the third uncle disappeared instantly, and those low words echoed in my ears.
But at this moment, the wind chime grabbed his hand and floated towards the emergency room at an extremely fast speed.
Dr.
Wang took off his glasses, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the nurse beside him: "The time of death is 12 hours, 27 minutes, 31 seconds..."
"Ah, Doctor Wang, look quickly, the heart rate started to rise, and the female nurse screamed.
The male doctor held his eyes and said: "It's a miracle, quick oxygen delivery and adrenaline injection.
Notify Director Qin to prepare for consultation.
I don’t know how long it took, but the electronic equipment on the bedside kept ticking.
I slowly opened my eyes.
A policeman stood up and ran out of the ward.
Not long after, an older doctor came.
The doctor leaned down, opened my eyelids, shined a flashlight into my eyes, and said to the policeman, "If you wake up, it will be fine.
If you need anything, call me again."
After that, he turned around and left the ward.
I half-opened my eyes and carefully recalled everything that had happened.
A severe headache made me sober.
I wanted to rub my head with my hands, but found that my right hand was handcuffed to the head of the bed.
The policeman looked at me coldly and said, "Don't move, whatever you want to do, pretend to be whatever you want.
An inexplicable anger surged up from the bottom of my heart.
"I'm pretending, do you still have humanity?
Do you think I'm pretending like this?"
The policeman was obviously biased against me.
He suddenly shouted: "The doctor said that there is nothing serious about you.
If you dare to mess around like this again, I will tie you up.
My lungs exploded when I heard this.
They were not policemen at all.
They were just living bandits.
I wanted to kick him, but found that my right leg couldn't move at all, and the ankle was wrapped in a thick layer of plaster.
I shook my handcuffed right hand repeatedly, venting the anger in my heart in a masochistic way.
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The policeman was obviously shocked by my actions.
He rushed over, pressed my right hand with one hand, and pulled my hair with the other hand: "You deserve to die, why wasn't you the one who died in the first place, murderer?"
"Stop."
A middle-aged man walked in.
He stared at the policeman who beat me with a serious expression.
When the police saw him, they seemed to be afraid of him.
They immediately released me and stood up straight to salute him.
"Hello, Director Cao."
The middle-aged man waved his hand to signal the end of the ceremony.
Then the middle-aged man said in a concerned tone: "Xiao Li, don't be impulsive and pay attention to your identity.
Director Cao: "Director Xing is just for "Xiao Li, stop talking.
I know that what Lao Xing did is worthy of his police badge and uniform.
You go out first.
I have something to say to him.
The policeman glared at me and exited the ward while suppressing his anger.
I looked carefully at this middle-aged man named Director Cao.
He was not tall and had dark skin.
He was wearing a brown plush coat.
He had single eyelids and his face was covered with acne scars.
He looked like a deep and sophisticated person. .
He casually pulled out a chair and sat next to me, deliberately approaching me.
He leaned down, crossed his hands and clasped his hands together, slowly looked up at me and said: "Han Bing, I'm sorry, please forgive my subordinate's impulsiveness.
I think you can understand.
Young people are very angry and do things impulsively without remembering the consequences.
Don't take it to heart.
I sneered a few times and said, "Haha, that's putting it lightly.
How would you feel if you were handcuffed to the bedside and being held down and beaten?
As soon as I finished speaking, I turned my head away.
Director Cao was silent for a few seconds and said: "If a murderer injures himself in the interrogation room and is driven to the hospital by a respected veteran policeman, he encounters a car accident.
And at the last moment of his life, the veteran policeman uses his thin body to protect the murderer and sacrifices himself Precious life.
If you are a family member or colleague of that old policeman, how does it feel in your heart?
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