Chapter 107
The taxi slowly stopped on the side of the road. Yan Yue looked at the desolation outside the car window and asked with some confusion.

"Master, where is this?"

The driver sneered and pointed in the direction of the front of the car.

"You just follow the road and you'll be there in about seven or eight minutes.

Little girl, that place is too evil, just go there by yourself~"

Yan Yue looked at the sun that had risen high in the sky outside the car window, and thought to herself that the driver was too timid. He was still afraid of being like this during the day~
Seeing her actions, the driver obviously understood what she was thinking, and he couldn't help but say with an embarrassed expression.

"Haha, even though it's daytime, to tell you the truth, that damn place is the same at all times!
If you really got into my car at night and said you wanted to come here, I would just drive you away without even picking you up. "

Yan Yue nodded, paid the money, got out of the car and walked forward.

There are buildings and roads on both sides of the road, but there are no people. Even the gardening on the roadside is overgrown with weeds and looks like it has not been taken care of for a long time.

After that incident, the Third Hospital was relocated, and all the people who lived here before were moved away.

The location of the Third Courtyard was already remote, and now that the buildings are empty, it looks even more desolate. At first glance, it looks like an abandoned dead city.

The driver was not lying. A few minutes later, an abandoned building overgrown with weeds appeared in Yan Yue's sight. On the top of the abandoned building were several crooked signs - Yecheng Third Hospital.

The moment he saw this building, Yan Yue felt a chill rising from his back.

This place really lives up to its reputation. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel eerie~
All the way to the door of the third courtyard, an unknown wind swept through and blew Yan Yue's hair away.

There is only one main building in the third hospital with [-] floors. Yan Yue raised her head and looked at the top of the building. Then she no longer hesitated and walked into the main building's door.

The moment Yan Yue came in, the surrounding light dimmed instantly, and a different kind of coldness enveloped her body.

After walking around on the first floor, there was nothing here, just junk.

Recalling the story told by the driver brother before, the two wards where the accident happened seemed to be on the eighth floor and one on the tenth floor. If there is really a ghost here, I guess there will be clues on these two floors.

If you want to go upstairs, you can only climb the stairs. It has been abandoned for many years, and the elevator here has long been scrapped~
This method can be said to be what Yan Yue hates the most. She feels sick when she sees the stairs~ Shen Chun is exhausted and not worth her life~
"噼山噼邱~"

Yan Yue climbed up one step at a time, and the monk was very cute and cheered her up. Unexpectedly, the little guy was also a cheerleading material~
After climbing a few floors, the way up was blocked.

A tightly locked iron door appeared in front of Yan Yue, blocking the way upstairs.

Turning his head and looking at the floor, Yan Yue was currently on the seventh floor.

It seemed that she was right. There was indeed something strange going up to the eighth floor. The iron door was obviously installed at the back.

Yan Yue walked to the iron gate, stretched out her hand and shook it vigorously.

The iron door lock is very strong, and it may take some effort to open it.

Yan Yue was just thinking about going to the seventh floor to look around to see if there were any useful tools. Unexpectedly, the monk suddenly flew up and swooped through the gap in the iron door.

Then, the bhikkhu's eyes were fixed on the big iron locks, its eyes flashed with red light, and a stream of flames spurted out from its mouth.

Under high temperatures, not to mention those locks, even this iron door cannot hold it and will melt into molten iron.

The monk gathered the flames and flew back to Yan Yue.Yan Yue's face lit up, this was a lot more convenient~
She flew up and kicked towards the iron door. The soft locks could no longer withstand Yan Yue's strong force. With a creak, the iron door slowly opened.

Yan Yue dodged the steaming heat in front of her and continued walking upstairs.

There were many iron chains wrapped around the security door entering the eighth floor, and they were wrapped around each other, as if they were locking some kind of steel beast.

The bhikkhu followed suit, and the iron chains were broken one after another. Yan Yue flew up again and kicked open the door on the eighth floor.

The moment the door opened, a gust of dark wind swept out from inside, the flashlight in Yan Yue's hand flashed crazily, and a faint cry could be heard.

There's something weird here!
Yan Yue held the flashlight in her left hand and took out the Spirit Control Sword with a flip of her right hand. At the same time, she was on full alert, paying careful attention to the movements around her, and walked slowly to the eighth floor.

The bhikkhu chirped very cutely. It flapped its wings and landed on Yan Yue's head. It followed Yan Yue's example and looked around with a cautious expression.

When Yan Yue heard what the driver said before, she always thought that the cry was the kind of female voice that sounded sad and sad.

However, the crying she heard just now was completely different from what she had imagined.

How should I describe the crying? It was like a naughty child who had not learned how to pretend to be a ghost and scare others.

Although it sounds very sad and strange, as long as you listen carefully, you will find that this sound is more or less mixed with the sound of some secret joy that the conspiracy has succeeded.

The laughter stopped after Yan Yue entered the eighth floor, and the surrounding area fell into silence.

The layout here is not complicated, there is only one long corridor.

On the left and right sides of the corridor are rooms, wards, doctors' offices and lounges.

The doors were closed tightly and the corridor was dark.

Yan Yue reached out and pushed open a door next to her, and a musty smell hit her nostrils.

Yan Yue frowned, covered her mouth and nose and leaned forward to look inside the room.

This is a ward, with several beds scattered in the center. The windows of the room seem to have been blocked with something. It should be bright at noon outside, but there is no light coming through the window. Come inside.

Yan Yueting didn't intend to go in and take a closer look. She closed the door and walked along the corridor with her flashlight.

The eighth floor should be where the Department of Surgery of the Third Hospital is located. You can guess it by looking at the signs hanging on the doors.

Yan Yue looked around as he walked.

Although she didn't know which ward the incident occurred in, she thought that room must have its own special features~
Yan Yue's idea was correct. After walking for a while, her eyes quickly fell on the wall on one side.

According to the rules along the way, there should be a door at the location of this wall!
Shining the light of a flashlight over it, one can clearly see that there is a rectangular cement-filled mark on the wall.

Yan Yue took a step forward and took a closer look. Soon, Yan Yue discovered a small hole in the cement wall that she didn't know how to form.

The position of this small hole is very strange, and the size is just right. It feels like it is tempting people to look inside.

Yan Yue sneered. She didn't need to look at her to know that there was definitely a room at the back. Since there was a wall blocking it, just tear down the wall~
(End of this chapter)

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