Deliveryman of the Heaven

"Child's play? You really don't feel any pain standing and talking. Do I really need to be like those Taoists in the human world, carrying a bunch of random things and playing tricks here? There are all sorts of methods in this world, and these are all just forms. The most important thing is that you need to have enough mana! "    

    

The god of pests poured a bowl of yin yang water into a white porcelain bowl and immediately began to emit white smoke. He laughed lightly and said, "Isn't there a lot of image now? And then, we will pour the Purple River Wheel into it! "    

    

Weiqing was startled: "What is this Purple River Carriage, you didn't not tell me to buy it?"    

    

The plague god picked up a small bag of blood and said, "The pregnant woman's blood is the Purple River Carriage! A pregnant woman's blood is extremely dark, so it would be perfect to use it to attract ghosts. " Then, the god of pests lit up the divine incense and Soul Lamp. Then, he took a stack of netherworld paper money and lit it up, burning it into a white porcelain bowl. He shouted, "Zhang Fugui, this god summons you in the name of the Underworld, quickly return to your position!"    

    

The confused Zhang Fugui suddenly moved, flying out of the small forest.    

    

Having mana was indeed different!    

    

The strangest thing was that at this time, wisps of white smoke came out from the bowl, slowly condensing into a miniature human shape on the brick, extremely similar to Zhang Fugui.    

    

The little fellow was slowly moving towards the other side of the brick wall, moving very slowly.    

    

This was the so-called soul recovery?    

    

"Xiao Fei Fei, take this stack of paper money and scatter all the way to Zhang Fugui's room. Do not stop midway, the hospital's yin aura is too dense, I am worried that Zhang Fugui's mental fortitude will be affected, and will stop halfway! " The god of pests said, Xiao Fei Fei immediately grabbed a stack of underworld paper money and scattered. Zhang Fugui followed behind Big Brother Fei, but Big Brother Fei did not know, and from time to time he would turn his head and smile, as though he found it very fun.    

    

The god of pests clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Success!"    

    

Weiqing asked: "It's that simple!"    

    

"Why don't you see who did it?" the god of pests mocked. He himself had celestial spiritual energy. Kid, learn well. It's inevitable that you will need to send express messages to the Underworld in the future. You'll need to use this sort of common knowledge sooner or later. If it wasn't to make things more convenient in the future, I wouldn't bother to waste so much effort.    

    

Weiqing nodded. Seeing the god of pests standing up, he said: "Are you leaving?"    

    

"It's time to go, I found some time to rush over. This is a Soul Recovery Pill, give it to Zhang Fugui to consume half an hour later! " At this point, the god of pests' expression became serious, and he said, "You must not tell anyone about this matter of the soul awakening, or else even you and I will be implicated. You don't need to worry about Xiao Fei Fei, I have already instructed him. Also, you better watch over this precious disciple of mine. I will need it in the future! "    

    

Weiqing immediately nodded his head, he really did not know what the plague wanted to do with the Big Brother Fei, but the Big Brother Fei did not know that a certain deity had already set his sights on him.    

    

After the plague left, Weiqing packed up the things on the ground and threw them into the trash can outside the hospital.    

    

It was already around 5 in the morning when he had completed such a task.    

    

It was a good thing that it was late at night, the small town's Chinese Medical Hospital was very quiet, there were very few people on duty, thus the Big Brother Fei smoothly sprinkled the yellow paper all the way to the morgue's entrance, only then were they blocked by two breathless nurses, saying that this was a hospital, they could not cause such superstition!    

    

Just then, Weiqing caught up and smiled: "We are Zhang Fugui's family, can we go in and see him?"    

    

One of the nurses shook her head: "That won't do, Zhang Fugui had already sent the notice of death, so we can only park it in the morgue. I can understand your feelings, but please don't make it difficult for us. Just now, this mister has spread so much yellow paper in the hospital, if you continue to mess around, I'll get the security to invite you out! "    

    

Weiqing did not waste any words, and directly took out a stack of money, and laughed: Is it enough?    

    

The nurse's face lit up, but she still shook her head and said, "Sir, please don't be like this, okay?"    

    

Weiqing took out a stack of money and laughed: "Is that enough? We didn't have any other intentions, we just wanted to enter the mortuary to take a look at the old man. Could it be that there's something important in the morgue that the two of us are afraid of stealing? Of course, if it's really not possible, we won't make things difficult for you! "    

    

Weiqing was about to take back the money, when a nurse beside him pushed the nurse and the nurse smiled: "Alright."    

    

Big Brother Fei snorted lightly, "Money is really the devil."    

    

After Weiqing and Luo Hua City Mistress entered the mortuary, the two nurses told Weiqing that they could not enter for long before they happily took the money and left.    

    

After entering the morgue, the temperature inside was very low. There was a strong smell of potions and a foul stench. The iron beds were all empty, only a few beds were covered with white cloth, Weiqing and the other two quickly found Zhang Fugui's corpse.    

    

"Boss, will he really come back?" Big Brother Fei muttered as he rubbed his hands together. He didn't know if he was really cold or nervous.    

    

On the contrary, Weiqing seemed to be very calm. When he was in the small forest just now, Weiqing had fought a big battle with a dozen or so evil spirits, and he was not even afraid of evil spirits, so there was nothing scary about these corpses. Weiqing took off the white cloth on Zhang Fugui's body, looked at his watch, and nodded: "It's been half an hour, open his mouth!"    

    

Big Brother Fei shook his head in disgust. "I don't?"    

    

Weiqing shouted in a low voice, "Before your master left, he specially instructed you to listen to my words. The Big Brother Fei was an unruly and untamed person, but to be subdued by the plague god, he must have been played around with by the plague god a lot, which was why he recognized the plague god as his master.    

    

When Big Brother Fei heard this, he immediately reached out and opened Zhang Fugui's mouth, turning his head to the side. Weiqing put the Soul Recovery Pill into Zhang Fugui's mouth, and the two of them worked together to close his mouth. Then, they left the morgue and went to find the main doctor of the hospital.    

    

"What?" You said that the daughter of the deceased had just had a dream and that her father had entrusted her with the dream. That he was very cold in the morgue and did not die? "    

    

The one on duty today was a doctor called Wang Desheng, who looked to be around 30 years old. Last year, he had just been promoted to the doctor in charge of the emergency department in this small town's Chinese Medical Hospital. Tonight, Wang Desheng's teacher was the one who gave Zhang Fugui the emergency treatment, but he was not able to save him. At that time, Wang Desheng was also present, it could be said that Wang Desheng was 100% sure, that Zhang Fugui had died without any signs of life!    

    

After Zhang Fugui's death, the hospital had already sent out a notice of death, pushing Zhang Fugui's body into the mortuary, regardless of whether the family members accepted it or not, it was already a foregone conclusion. Now, two young people came to his office in the middle of the night and said the hospital was in the wrong? Zhang Fugui did not die?    

    

Isn't this destroying the station of this hospital?    

    

Although Wang Desheng was very angry, but as a doctor facing the bereaved families, he still maintained his good upbringing and laughed: "Masters, I can understand why you two would want to lose your loved ones. After all, things like this require time to be accepted, but can you please calm down?"    

    

Weiqing laughed: "You think the two of us are not calm?"    

    

Wang Desheng laughed: "At least your words do not seem to make sense to me!"    

    

Big Brother Fei was straightforward, and shouted: "You might as well say that we, the two snake spirit beasts, are sick!"    

    

Wang Desheng laughed: "You can also think that way."    

    

Weiqing shook his head, and said: "Doctor Wang, I am only here to pass a message to you, as for whether or not you believe me, that is your problem. If Zhang Fugui did not die, then he is currently in the mortuary, and when he wakes up, I think he will come out himself. At that time, I hope that you all can give me a perfect explanation! "    

    

Just as Weiqing had finished speaking, a nurse walked in hurriedly and shouted, "Director Wang, it's bad, there's a ghost in the morgue!"