The Hero Kneels

In the early morning of the second day, Ye Dou received a text message from the monk who was abstaining from pornography.

[After 2:00 this afternoon, go to Youcheng Psychiatric Assessment Center, No. 123 Pingshi Street, Psychiatric Assessment Center, first floor assistant office Ms. Chen]

According to the content of the text message, he went to the Psychiatric Evaluation Center in Youcheng before two o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as he arrived at No. 123, Pingshi Street, and before it was time for work, he found that the courtyard of the huge psychiatric appraisal center was overcrowded, which can be described as a sea of ​​people.

Several of them were standing on the steps of the flower bed and talking loudly, and the content of the voice seemed to be talking about ghost stories.

Ye Dou originally just glanced at it before planning to enter the psychiatric appraisal center.

As a result, as soon as they walked through the crowd, they found that many people had dark circles under their eyes, looked decadent and lack of sleep, and there was an imperceptible yin energy coming from their bodies.

"No way, so many people have yin energy in their bodies, what's the matter? I've never seen so many people with yin energy gather together before. How come there are so many people all of a sudden?"

Ye Dou ignored those who were telling ghost stories, but carefully observed these men and women who were full of yin.

Most of them had bitter faces, sunken eye sockets, dim eyesight, and lack of energy, as if they hadn't slept well for a long time.

Ye Dou continued to walk deep into the crowd, and heard some unexplained discussions, as well as some comments related to ghosts, and even some people were crying.

Due to his practice of wedding dress magic skills and the horizontal training of the Thirteen Taibao, he is now more than 1.8 meters tall, belonging to a big man, so he easily walks into the crowd.

In the middle of the crowd, I saw a skinny single mother crying in the crowd holding a seven or eight-year-old little girl. The little girl looked a little skinny, with sunken eye sockets, black eyes, and trembling all over.

"Who will save my child? My child is dying. I really can't keep going. She has been sick for six months. No matter how much money is spent, she can't be cured. Just close your eyes and you will see that. Damn teacher... who will help us treat her illness?"

The woman begged, looking rather miserable, while the little loli in his arms was still shivering, as if she was trying to stay awake.

Ye Dou frowned, and looked carefully at little Lolita. His Essence Cleansing Sutra has not yet been opened, but he can still see that there is an unconscious black air entangled between the little girl's brows.

"Strange, there is more than one person here with the same symptoms." Ye Dou couldn't help muttering.

Walking around, he has seen at least thirty or forty people with black air lingering between their brows.

What exactly is black air?

Shame?

Why are some not so similar?

This made his heart sink slightly, and his heart became more and more suspicious.

A man with a foreign accent was talking loudly next to him. There were several people around him, and it looked quite lively.

Seeing this, Ye Dou took a few steps forward and asked, "Can I ask this big brother, what are you doing here? Are they all here for mental appraisal?"

Seeing that Ye Dou's muscles were bulging, the man stretched his T-shirt to the full, he was tall, and he didn't dare to neglect, he immediately smiled and said, "My friend, there was an incident at the haunted house in the amusement park in Mochou Lake last night. Accidents, we're all from there, hearing that someone deliberately released neuropsychedelic toxins to make us see hallucinations."

The man whispered again: "Speaking of which, we all saw strange-looking ghosts the night before yesterday. The ghosts were so ferocious and terrifying that they ate or bit anyone they saw. It looked very real. Everyone was terrified, I was lucky to run fast, otherwise I would be eaten by that ghost."

Someone next to me whispered: "Not only ghosts, I also encountered zombies on TV when I passed Jiangjun Mountain last week, and then called the police, but the police thought I was mentally ill,

They also detained me and let me come here to have a look after they let me go. "

"Tch, haven't you heard of the death cinema? I heard that if anyone walks into that cinema now, there will be ghosts crawling out of the cinema, and then they will kill and eat them. It's no worse than Sadako. Not much more."

"What? There's still this kind of movie theater?" Ye Dou asked suspiciously.

"Of course, it is said that the movie theater will appear inexplicably every Sunday, and whoever goes in will never come out again."

This man is also a chatterbox, and he vomited out everything he knew in a short while.

"Not long ago, a scarecrow that could move by itself exploded in a cornfield in Youcheng. These scarecrows even held up a chainsaw to kill people. I heard that they killed more than 20 people, and finally there were people from the army. Burn the whole cornfield and go find the scarecrow."

The more the man said, the more outrageous it became. Most people sniffed at these words and took them as ghost stories.

Some people stared at the man as if they were watching a mental illness, and couldn't help shaking their heads in private, thinking that the man was too poisoned.

"Spiritual incidents are still increasing. It seems that only by becoming a ghost messenger can we know the truth of these incidents." Ye Dou guessed in his heart.

His intuition told him that most of what the man said was the truth, but it was impossible to verify the truth at the moment.

At two o'clock sharp, the psychiatric appraisal center opened, and people entered it one after another for examination.

Ye Dou came to the first floor and searched for seven or eight minutes, and finally found the assistant's office in a deep corridor.

The door of the assistant's office was not locked, and there was a noise from inside.

When I opened the door, I saw that the so-called assistant's office had turned into a chess and card room. Several young people in T-shirts were sitting at one of the tables playing cards, and there was a four-person mahjong table next to it.

There were men and women in front of the table, all young, and many people were laughing and yelling, as if they wanted to celebrate a festival.

Ye Dou was not interested in board games, so he looked around the room.

Suddenly, he realized that he was being watched, so he followed the other person's line of sight.

These bright eyes are extremely shining, they are the big eyes of a young girl.

To be honest, this girl with a raised nose and big eyes looks familiar.

Huh!

Isn't this the flat-chested ghost?

It seems that the first time I met the other party was in the old dormitory building, and the second time I met was next to Huashen Lake.

He walked straight towards the girl.

The other party watched him coming with a little surprise in his eyes.

"Hey, why is it you again? You really linger." The girl said casually, obviously she had a deep impression of Ye Dou.

"You are Ms. Chen, right? The rebooting master asked me to come to you in order to join the underworld." Ye Dou pointed out his purpose directly and smiled.

As soon as these words came out, the noisy young people around them all became silent, and turned their heads to look at Ye Dou.

"You are the one introduced by my cousin, the person with the potential of spiritual root?" The girl was taken aback.

"What? That fat monk, you are your cousin, you two don't look alike at all."

Looking at the other's small chest, Ye Dou didn't know what to say.

The bust of the rebooting monk is even bigger than that of a porn star, and the cup size is simply perfect, but the girl in front of her has flat breasts, just like an airport.

They are also brothers and sisters, why is there such a big difference.

"Hey, where are you looking? Believe it or not, I'll cut out your eyeballs!" The girl almost jumped up from the chair when she saw the other party's disdainful eyes.

But she quickly restrained herself and curled her lips: "You are Zhiqiu Yiye in the supernatural detective chat group, let's get to know each other again. My online name is Xiao Suancai Tianbula, and my real name is Tian Tian."

"Oh, group friends, we still know each other." Ye Dou raised his eyebrows.

"Why do you want to join us?" Tian Tian asked directly without being polite to the other party.

"I have spiritual roots, and I often encounter some supernatural events. I heard that the underworld can solve all supernatural events, and there are so many masters, and they can also use spiritual skills to drive away ghosts. That's why I want to join the underworld and also want to practice the legendary Lingshu, I hope to join, and I also want to be a civil servant."

Ye Dou stated his purpose very directly, he didn't bother to make any detours, it was simple and direct.

"It seems that my cousin has been telling you about ghost messengers a lot, and he even knows about spiritual arts." Now Tian Tian was relieved.

Before my cousin said that someone saved his life, I asked myself to do me a favor, but now it seems that the other party is not lying.

Anyway, there is an urgent shortage of manpower for ghost messengers, and the higher-ups will be happy if there is one more person.

"Okay, go and register your name, age, identity information, and test your spiritual roots right away."

She directly pointed Ye Dou to the back room: "Come with me, a word of warning in advance, it is not so easy to become a ghost messenger, you must have spiritual roots, and you must be courageous, otherwise, the underworld will not accept you." your."

"I understand." Ye Dou nodded.

I followed the formal procedures to join the underworld, intending to become a ghost messenger and get an official umbrella at the same time, so as to get in touch with more supernatural events, and also learn spiritual skills to deal with ghosts, maybe I can also harvest a little more souls through this.

This is what he meant.

He followed Tian Tian into the door, which was an empty room. After the other party tapped on the wall a few times, the cabinet moved away automatically, and an elevator room appeared inside.

Ye Dou followed the other party into it, feeling like watching a 007 movie, very mysterious like a secret agent base.

When Tian Tian was descending in the elevator, she introduced the precautions to the other party, and summed up in three points.

1. Work must be kept confidential, and no relevant information shall be disclosed to any ordinary person.

2. Obey the organization's arrangement and obey the order is the bounden duty.

3. Be courageous and don't be afraid of any ghosts.

"As long as you pass the test and achieve these three points, you will receive a fixed monthly salary bonus and become a civil servant. You will also receive additional subsidies every time you perform tasks. Of course, you will also learn various things. Such magic."

Tian Tian explained: "In the future, you have the opportunity to become a high-level ghost messenger in the underworld, and you may also become impermanent, a judge or something. Of course, it depends on your aptitude. If we test that your spiritual root aptitude is poor, it will Failed the test."

She revealed some information about the underworld to Ye Dou.

"Oh? What if I fail the so-called spiritual root test?" Ye Xiu asked.

Tian Tian turned her head, with a horrifying look on her lips: "Then you will erase your memory, and then be thrown into the garbage truck and transported away!"

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