Led them to a dark and secluded place, I leaned back on the protruding steps, rubbed my forehead, "Tell me, what's the matter?" ”

The old man hesitated in embarrassment, but he refused to speak.

"Don't say? Forget it, no! I waved my hand impatiently and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

Before I could fully stand up, I sat back down, "If you have something to say, you can say it, and it's a wonder to be a ghost to do your job."

"That's right," the old man finally sighed and opened the conversation, "We all died in that hospital"

"It's obvious," I interrupted, "to the point."

"But strangely, instead of being taken away, we were trapped there, you know? How torturous that unclear fear is, we have asked the other stranded souls on the level, and they can't understand why they are stayed, if you don't show up, we will continue to stay there until we disappear, but we met you, and as long as we follow you, we can get out of that cage, we want to know the reason, and we want to be redeemed, please, help us" The old man's attitude was modest, and the pain in his eyes almost crushed the old man.

I squinted at them for a long time, and then waved my hand helplessly, "You, you should not be dead, but you are dead, understand?" ”

“..”

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened, and she looked at me tremblingly, "What do you mean?" ”

"To put it simply, it's not yet time to die, but you are dead, and those unused Yang Shou have imprisoned you in the land of death, do you understand?" I smiled wryly and beckoned the flowers over.

Hua'er struggled in horror, her eyes full of fear and uneasiness, "Auntie! Grandfather! ”

"Flowers! Put the flowers" The middle-aged woman wanted to pounce, but was stopped by the old man, who shook his head at it.

Grabbing the flower in my hand, I flicked my wrist and brought the flower in front of me, "You.. There are more than 40 years of Yangshou, who died in a car accident, and you died in the hospital due to a cold." The annoying silk threads of the old man are in my hands, and after a little search, I found the life trajectory of these people, but without exception, their lives were cut off by external forces, and I couldn't find out the reason, which shows that it is not the people of this world who forcibly cut off their lives, in other words, the reason for their death lies in people, their former kind.

"What?" The old man jumped up suddenly, "Hua'er also died of a cold?" ”

"Grandpa" Hua'er pouted aggrievedly, "Hua'er slept and that's it, will Hua'er never see her mother again?" ”

"Quack!" Middle-aged woman hatefully said, "I died of postoperative infection"

"Little girl, since you can know the cause of our death, can you tell us how to leave, we don't want to go back to that place" The old man twisted his old face in pain.

No one will have too much affection for their place of death, leaving has always been the most urgent thing for them, and now that there is a straw to grasp, how can they easily let it go?

"When the time comes, you can naturally go, why are you so persistent?" I frowned.

"No. No, I don't want to go back, don't.." Middle-aged women are somewhat hysterical "I don't want to go to the operating room once a day to die"

"You don't want to, if you don't remember, if you don't remember, you'll be fine" I rubbed my ears, ghost screams are never pleasant.

"There, how can you forget it?" The old man said decadently.

The tearing pain in his lungs every day almost made him lose his mind, and his whole body burned like fire for a while, and like an ice cellar for a while, and the feeling of desperately gasping for breath but not being able to breathe in almost drove him crazy.

"Yang Shou is not over, there will not accept you," I shook my head.

"As long as we can get out of there, we will promise you everything," the old man gritted his teeth and said, "We can be your ghost."