I am a master of metaphysics, what's wrong with earning 500 billion?

Qin Jiao stayed there for two days. On the night when the live broadcast ended, nothing happened. The next day, people from the program team went in to remove the live broadcast equipment and other things, and they were all safe and sound.

Until the next night, the wind was very strong that night, and neither the stars nor the moon could be seen, just like splashing ink.

An unexpected visitor came to the abandoned hospital shrouded in black air.

It was a middle-aged man, tall and thin, with a face as deep as water. He was wearing a black robe, with long hair, and he looked like a fairy.

All the evil spirits in the hospital came out from the basement, headed by No. 87, they gathered in the hospital lobby, ready to fight.

"Do you hate me?" NO.14 stood beside No. 87 and murmured, "If I had told you of his existence earlier, maybe you would not have acted impulsively."

No. 87 glanced at her: "What are you still talking about now? Anyway, our goal has been achieved. This case has a great impact. We will definitely find out the truth. It's worth it even if you lose your soul!"

NO.14 smiled: "Look, I'm right, even if No. 87 knew the consequences, he would still do that. It's a pity that these patients are gone, and they are not sober. I'm afraid they don't even know what they are about to face. Right what."

No. 88 held NO.14's hand: "It's okay, let's face it together."

NO.14 looked at No. 88 beside him, and said softly, "I killed you."

"No! I wanted to run away, don't think so."

NO.14's eyes are red: "You, you are so stupid. You know that I am lying to you, but you are willing to be fooled. Ah Mo, you are so kind, I always want to do something for you."

No. 88 vaguely realized something, and held onto NO.14 even harder: "Don't leave me, stay with me forever, just make it up to me."

NO.14's lips squirmed, but did not respond to him.

"He's here." No. 87 stepped forward, blocking everyone behind him.

"You all step back." NO.14 broke free from No. 88's hand, and pulled No. 87 behind him.

"Don't!" No. 88 grabbed No.14's hand in a panic: "Didn't we agree to face it together?"

No. 87 frowned, and squeezed the pink doll in his hand: "NO.14, what do you want to do?"

NO.14's face was covered with black cracks, and she stared forward with red eyes. The middle-aged man in a black robe had already stepped into the hospital.

"He can make number seven disappear, and he can also make us disappear in the same way. None of us are his opponents, unless there are evil spirits."

No. 87 was shocked: "Do you want to become a fierce spirit?"

"I have killed people before I was alive, and I am most likely to become a vicious spirit."

"But if you want to become a fierce spirit, you have to kill another person after you die. There is no one here to kill you!"

"Yes." NO.14 said in a deep voice: "The screenwriter who came to the hospital before, I left my grudges on him, and I can kill him at any time."

Hearing that No. 88 looked at her desperately: "Early at that time, you had already planned it. Don't you want me?"

NO.14 raised his hand and rubbed No. 88's hair: "Ah Mo, don't meet someone like me in your next life."

"But I support it so hard that I will meet you again in the next life. The evil spirit cannot die. You will be trapped in the world forever. What should I do? I don't want to die without you!"

"Ah Mo! This is not something you can decide. When the time comes, you will all pass away and you will forget me."

"I don't want it!" No. 88 suddenly let go of NO.14, and before everyone could react, he rushed towards the middle-aged man who was walking towards them slowly.

"Amo!"

Number 88 turned into a cloud of black mist, intending to confront the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man had no fear in his eyes. He calmly took out a yellow charm from his arms and pinched it on his fingertips.

"Amo, be careful!"

NO.14 was very anxious, and was about to take action, but was held down by No. 87.

"If you become a vicious spirit, he will probably kill someone to stay with you in the world. It's not the last moment, let's go together. If there is no move, I will not stop you."

After hearing this, NO.14 nodded towards No. 87, and then turned into a cloud of black mist first, throwing No. 88 to the ground.

The middle-aged man threw out the spell, which almost stuck on No. 88. Fortunately, No. 14 arrived in time.

The talisman was suspended in the air, and the middle-aged man muttered something, the talisman trembled, and flew towards No. 88 and NO.14 as if he had eyes.

No. 87 and No. 70 looked at each other, and they also turned into black mist and rushed up. Seeing this, other evil spirits rushed up to help.

Although the patients in the hospital are all mentally ill, after so many years of getting along, they know who they should help.

For a moment, the black mist collided in the hospital, causing the whole hospital to be gusty, and the black air became thicker.

At this time, if an ordinary person enters here by mistake, even if he does not enter the hospital, he will be harmed by the soaring resentment, resulting in a serious illness.

The middle-aged man looked at the group of evil spirits in front of him and felt it was ridiculous, they were no match for him after all.

He lost his patience, took out a stack of spells from his bosom again, threw them out casually, and shouted at the same time: "Evil barrier, you can catch it if you don't let go!"

This sentence is like some kind of prohibition, all the evil spirits are trapped in place, unable to move anymore.

NO.14 smiled bitterly, looked at No. 88 with nostalgia, and said softly, "Ah Mo, farewell."

Both No. 87 and No.70 closed their eyes. They knew what No.14 was going to do. They had no way out. Turning No.14 into a vicious spirit was their only hope.

"Don't!" No. 88's face was covered with black cracks. At this moment, he was full of resentment, but he couldn't do anything. He couldn't protect the people he loved the most. In front of the warlock, their evil spirits seemed so small.

This world is never fair!

The middle-aged man saw through NO.14's intentions at a glance, and he snorted coldly: "If I am here, but still want to become a fierce spirit, then don't blame me for killing you first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spell flew towards NO.14, and the immobile NO.14 was affixed with a spell, and thick smoke billowed out of her soul instantly, and the pain of being refined made her let out an extremely shrill cry screams.

NO.14 clenched her teeth, trying to mobilize the resentment she had left in others.

At this moment, a ray of divine light descended, and then the entire hospital was shrouded in invisible divine light. No. 14 paused, only to feel that the pain of burning soul and body was relieved.

"This is it!" The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, he took a step back in disbelief, and muttered to himself: "Impossible! This is impossible!"