"Don't open the door, leave!" the telephone ghost exclaimed.

Duan Lang ran away directly by the accelerator, very decisive.

Through the rearview mirror, Duan Lang's heart finally fell down when he saw the ancient costume woman behind him.

He turned his head to look at the telephone ghost of the co-pilot, wanting to hear his explanation, but found that the telephone ghost's expression was terrifying. He sat on the co-pilot, his body slowly shrank down, and kept winking at Duan Lang.

Duan Lang turned around slowly.

I saw that the woman in ancient costume was already sitting behind the car.

“…”

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, and no one in the car spoke.

After moving in a few red street lights, Duan Lang finally couldn't help it and asked, "Girl, where are you going?"

In the car, the woman in ancient costume had already put away her big red umbrella. She spoke, her voice was like a sound of nature, with an ultimate ethereal inspiration, which made people feel comfortable both physically and mentally.

"One ring, Chaohai Road."

"Um."

Unexpectedly, the first guest he drove the prop taxi he received for the first time was the person he least wanted to see.

I drove silently along the way, no one spoke.

At the first ring, the center of the city gradually increased and there were more and more vehicles nearby.

The air conditioner in the car was very cold, but Duan Lang felt very hot and his clothes were covered with sweat stains.

Finally, when they arrived at Chaohai Road, the woman in ancient costume did not get off the car immediately, took out a gold coin and handed it over.

Duan Lang is also confused about this weird way of paying.

Duan Lang shook his head and said, "No need."

The woman in ancient costume said, "Tofu, do you still have it?"

wipe!

She still remembers me.

Duan Lang took out a packet of stinky tofu and said, "Some."

The woman in Tang suit took the stinky tofu and then opened the car door and disappeared into the street.

Since then, Duan Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head, I found that the telephone ghost on the passenger seat was lying on the chair, his body melting like mud, and his body was translucent.

"What’s wrong with you."

The telephone ghost said strongly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a little weak. Her breath is too strong and almost melts me. I feel like she is facing me."

It was probably because the phone caller shouted to run away quickly, and the woman in ancient costume was thinking about it.

"Brother, you've melted."

This guy has turned into a pile of mud, only a pair of eyes and mouth.

"I'm fine."

Duan Lang was secretly surprised, with such tenacious vitality.

When he drove around, Duan Lang found a gold coin in front of the driver's seat.

The woman in ancient costume kept the gold coins. Duan Lang picked up the gold coins. There was a word Tian on the front and a delicate pattern on the back.

"Can this gold coin work?"

The phone ghost said: "Let me see."

Duan Lang was not afraid of his fraud when he handed it over. Can he still snatch it away?

The phone ghost sniffed the gold coins infatuated and said, "Well, it's the smell of a fairy."

Duan Lang: "..."

This funny guy doesn't pick up a conversation when he's in the car, but now he's holding gold coins and smells it hard.

The phone ghost said: "This gold coin is not simple. She must be either rich or noble."

nonsense.

Duan Lang said: "Help me rescue Lin Zhi, I will let you go."

The phone ghost didn't speak. The reason why he looked the same as Lin Zhi was because he had only been infected with Lin Zhi's aura in two years.

Ankang Mental Hospital.

This mental hospital is located on the mountain.

The closed door, it is unclear what is inside.

The small door on the left opened, and an elderly security guard came over and looked old, saying, "Two, are there anything wrong?"

Duan Lang said seriously: "I'm looking for Lin Zhi, can I let him come out?"

The security guard shook his head.

"No, he is taking care of the patient."

Duan Lang took out 100 yuan and handed it over, saying, "Please."

The security guard said: "I can't let him out, but you can go in and see him."

"Okay, please."

The security guard collected the money and led the way through the small door to enter the mental hospital.

The yard is very large, and you can see patients in medical uniforms basking in the sun and doing exercises, as well as hospital nurses, etc. Everything seems normal.

Such a scene is too normal, and Duan Lang feels more and more that the mental hospital is not simple.

The arrival of Duan Lang and the phone ghost attracted mentally ill people.

A mentally ill ran over, hugged Duan Lang's arm tightly, his face pale, and said in a snail: "Please save me, I'm not a patient, I'm a doctor here."

A white-clothed nurse pulled him away and said, "You are not a doctor, you are a patient, it's time for Dalang to take medicine."

The patient refused to let go and was still begging Duan Lang to save him.

The nurse took out a hammer from behind and hit the back of the mentally ill person hard, smashing a large piece of blood, splashing on Duan Lang's face.

The nurse smiled gently and said, "Sorry, the patient was a little excited."

The nurse's smile was too horrible, and the patient was trembling and wanted to stand up. He stepped forward and another hammered, and the skull was smashed out.

"It's okay, you're busy."

This nurse is even more mentally ill than a mentally ill and cannot afford to offend him.

The caregiver dragged the body away, and didn't know how to deal with the body.

Duan Lang was already numb to the strange things in the new era. He was dying almost every day. He followed the security guard into the building.

In the hospital hall, you can see the blood on the walls. It must have been a riot, but they were all cleaned up.

Several mentally ill patients came over, with blood on their bodies and obvious corpse spots on their faces, and their actions were strange like zombies.

The security guard scolded, "Everything is spread out, what are you doing here?"

The patients seemed to be still approaching if they couldn't hear it.

I saw that the security guard pulled out the baton and a group of mentally ill people naturally dispersed.

Go upstairs.

On the stairs, an old man in a mental uniform, his head was placed on the guardrail, his eyes staring at them with extreme greed, and green liquid flowed out of his mouth.

The earlobes began to get hot, and Duan Lang was ready to start his saber.

The telephone ghost is also alert. Although he is also weird, there are too many weirdnesses in the world and he is much more capable.

Ghosts eat ghosts too.

The security guard scolded, "Go back, don't walk around the stairs."

The lunatic seemed to be afraid of the security guard, so he turned around and ran upstairs.

The heat from the earlobes disappears.

Duan Lang asked: "Is the person Lin Zhi responsible for Lao Liang?"

The security guard nodded slightly, and he was in a good mood after receiving the money, saying, "Lao Liang is a serious patient in our hospital. His mood is extremely unstable, and all of them are locked in a room alone."

This security guard is definitely not a good person, as you can see from the scolding of the psychopath just now.

Duan Lang took out another 100 yuan and said, "If we can't get out, can you help? After the matter is done, there will be a thank you."

The security guard saw the money and smiled and said, "Yes."

He collected the money and took Duan Lang and the telephone ghost all the way upstairs.
To be continued...