"Zhang Meng, be careful. I feel like there's something weird going on in here. If anyone calls you from the back, don't answer them. Do you hear me?"
Zhang Meng nodded. She had seen what Huang Qingtian said in a book before. It seemed that there were three lights on a person's shoulders. If a ghost called out to him and he turned his head, all three lights would go out and the person would be finished.
Although he really didn't want to warn Dean Zhao behind him, he thought that he was his client. If he died, he wouldn't know who would get the money from. So he reluctantly warned him, "Dean Zhao, if someone calls your name from behind you later, don't turn around to answer them. Do you hear me?"
Dean Zhao opened his mouth to ask why, but before he could finish his question, the other person turned his head and ignored him.
Now Dean Zhao seemed to vaguely realize that he was not very popular in front of Comrade Zhang.
"Hey, Dean Zhao, your wife wants you to go back."
At this moment, Director Zhao heard a very familiar friend in the hospital calling him. Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered Comrade Zhang's instructions just now. He broke out in a cold sweat and forced himself not to turn back.
Seeing that the sound behind him had died down, Dean Zhao quickened his pace to catch up with Zhang Meng.
Not long after they started walking, just as the sound of saws became clearer, they stopped at the door of a room with the word "Laboratory" written on it.
"This, when was this laboratory built? How come I didn't know that our hospital has this laboratory?" Dean Zhao looked at the laboratory with these three words on it, and the more he looked at it, the more unfamiliar it seemed.
"I'm afraid this isn't your hospital." After saying this, Zhang Meng stepped forward and gently pushed open the slightly open door.
The situation inside made her face turn pale instantly, and she felt an uncomfortable feeling in her throat that made her want to vomit.
However, someone vomited out earlier than her. Dean Zhao behind her covered his mouth and ran to the corner of the door and vomited violently.
Dean Zhao's vomiting immediately alarmed everyone inside.
"Baga." One of the men in white coats slowly turned his head and yelled at Zhang Meng.
"Japanese." After hearing this, Zhang Meng had no idea what was going on. Those inside should be the Japanese devils before liberation, except that they were just a group of ghosts now.
It’s just that these Japanese who turned around had pale faces and stared at people with sharp eyes, giving people a creepy feeling.
The man who had just cursed spoke a lot of Japanese to the five or six friends around him. Unfortunately, Zhang Meng couldn't understand it. Just looking at the way they looked at her, it seemed that they were not friendly.
Suddenly these people rushed towards her like crazy.
"Zhang Meng, stop being dazed. Take out your paper talisman and throw it out. These are evil spirits that have been dead for decades. They have a very strong evil aura. Don't be fooled by their appearance." Huang Qingtian jumped out of her backpack anxiously.
Zhang Meng came back to his senses and quickly found a few paper-shaped talismans from the talismans he had drawn in advance in his backpack and threw them all out without any hesitation.
The appearances of the few people who rushed towards her all changed.
"Oh my god, who are these people? Why are they so scary?"
Dean Zhao, who had just finished vomiting, came over and was unprepared to see several ghosts with their intestines flowing out or missing limbs rushing towards him.
Huang Qingtian glanced at him and immediately launched an attack, jumping left and right and pouncing on the Japanese ghosts who were rushing towards him like zombies.
In the blink of an eye, a Japanese ghost was sucked into its stomach, and immediately a burping sound was heard.
"Oh no, I ate too much last night, so I'm full after eating just one today." Huang Qingtian turned his head and looked at Zhang Meng with a pitiful look on his face.
"Huang Qingtian, you are a guy who is incapable of doing anything and always causes trouble. You are going to kill me." Zhang Meng was so angry that she really wanted to go up and bite it a few times.
At this time, the other evil spirits saw that one of their companions was eaten by a little mouse, and they all became angry and rushed towards Zhang Meng with even more hostility.
"I didn't mean to do that. Stop talking and run for your life." Huang Qingtian shouted and took the lead. Zhang Meng watched him run faster than a rabbit and gritted her teeth.
"Oh my god, what's going on with these ghosts? Why are they all rushing towards us?" Dean Zhao was so scared that his legs were shaking, and he regretted even more why he followed Comrade Zhang here.
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just run away." Zhang Meng really regretted bringing the two of them here. One ran faster than a rabbit, while the other was scared and ran slower than a snail.
"Escape, where to escape to?" Dean Zhao was so scared that he sat down on the ground with a thud.
"You..." Zhang Meng kicked him a few times in anger.
"Comrade Zhang, help! A ghost is grabbing my feet. I don't want to die." Dean Zhao, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly felt someone pulling his legs and dragging him into the laboratory room.
It turned out that two evil spirits were pulling Dean Zhao's legs. Zhang Meng quickly took out two talismans and threw them at the two evil spirits, shouting, "Urgent, command."
But this ghost seemed to become stronger and stronger as the fight went on, as if it had no fear of death at all. Even though its intestines had clearly flowed onto the ground, the ghosts seemed to feel nothing and continued to rush towards them.
"What should I do? What should I do? Are we going to die here today? Oh my God, I don't want to die. I've only been the dean here for two years. I don't want to die like this. And my wife is still as beautiful as a flower. If I die, she will definitely take my money and remarry. I don't want that."
Zhang Meng, who was battling these Japanese devils, became more and more annoyed the more he heard the screams around him. He yelled at him, "Can you just shut up? You don't want to die, but I do too, right? Who told you guys to be so cruel? You put so many specimens here, which is why the Japanese devils' resentment is accumulating more and more, and they can set up such a strong barrier here."
"Woo woo, if I had known this earlier I would definitely not dare to do this. Comrade Zhang, what should we do now?" Dean Zhao's legs were trembling, and his hands were covered in sweat as he grabbed the corner of Zhang Meng's clothes and asked.
Zhang Meng pursed her lips and looked at the Japanese devils rushing towards them again, cursing Huang Qingtian who had already escaped countless times in her heart.
"Oh my god, Comrade Zhang, they're coming again, hurry up and throw the talisman."
At this moment, Dean Zhao pulled her arm and shook it hard.
Zhang Meng was so scared that her face turned pale. She quickly reached into the bag to take out their life-saving amulet, but when she took it out, her hand was empty.
"The talisman paper is used up." Zhang Meng looked at his empty hand in despair.
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