I flicked the cigarette with my fingers and said, "You can go now!"

Before the boss could speak, my fingers holding the cigarette relaxed slightly, and the lit cigarette butt fell under the car. An explosion-like burst of fire erupted beside the vehicle.

In the blink of an eye, only scorched marks remained on the parking lot floor.

The ghost of the cleaning boss vanished with the passing flames.

I glanced at my watch and said, "It's about time, let's go!"

Wang Xiaohuan said from the back seat, "Looks like that boss really didn't know anything! Coming over to say those two sentences, any warlock would know that, did he really need to waste his breath?"

"But his last sentence seemed to be setting a trap for you!"

"Letting you sing? With that voice of yours, before you could finish a song, the ghosts within a thirty-mile radius would come out to beat you."

I rolled my eyes at Wang Xiaohuan over the car seat: "I think that boss was right, sometimes the words of a madman may not be unbelievable."

"He wanted to tell us that there might be someone among those people who isn't crazy."

Feng Ruoxing, holding a map in one hand in the back seat to guide Ye Yang, said while holding his phone, "Ningkang Hospital can't be found on mobile positioning."

"It seems that it's a place that exists in legends, but no one in reality can easily find it."

When Ye Yang drove the car to the mountainside, Feng Ruoxing said, "The map says, turn right in front of that tree."

I looked out from the passenger seat, and all I could see was weeds on the right side of the car, with no road to take at all.

However, at this moment, Ye Yang turned the steering wheel to the right, driving the car down the mountain path through the weeds.

Fortunately, our car had been modified by Ye Yang, otherwise, it might not have been able to move in this place full of weeds.

Ye Yang was looking ahead, but I was looking at the car's rearview mirror—the weeds that had been crushed by the car, in my vision, returned to their original position.

I could imagine that, from the outside now, the weeds at the intersection would definitely not show any signs of being crushed by a car.

A car and four people disappeared into the mountains out of thin air.

In the past, there must have been people like us who disappeared into this mountain, silently becoming wronged souls in the mountains.

After the car drove for more than a hundred meters, it returned to a road paved with sand and soil, as if entering a world isolated from everything else.

I was clearly still in the mountains, but all I could see were barren rocks everywhere, and even the sky gave people a gray, low feeling.

Only the yellow sand road in front of the car carried other colors.

It was precisely because this yellow sand road was a different color that it made people feel that the end of the road would be unknown fear.

Soon, I saw a signpost standing by the roadside: "Ningkang Hospital."

Wang Xiaohuan whispered, "This is an ancient monument. Judging from the degree of weathering of the stone, the stone tablet should have been erected for hundreds of years."

I responded, "The stone tablet has been polished. Someone smoothed out the original words before replacing them with Ningkang Hospital."

While we were still talking, a person dressed as a doctor came out from behind the signpost.

The other party glanced into the car: "Why are there only four people?"

I responded, "The boss didn't recruit anyone. Besides, four people, five people, it's all about the same."

The man hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Alright then! Come with me!"

I leaned out of the car window and said, "Aren't you getting in the car?"

"No need!" The doctor said as he walked, "I'm not suitable to sit with you."

Ye Yang drove slowly behind that person, and I whispered to Wang Xiaohuan, "Badger, is the one leading the way a person or a ghost?"

Wang Xiaohuan is the most knowledgeable about ghosts among us, and can sense the other party's true form even without secret arts.

Wang Xiaohuan replied, "I can't tell! After passing the signpost, my senses are the same as ordinary people."

As I thought, this place is a forbidden area that can restrict warlocks from casting spells.

I quietly circulated my true qi, and I was relieved that my inner strength was still there.

We are all good at martial arts, supplemented by secret arts. If we can't use secret arts, but our inner strength is still there, we have nothing to fear.

While I was quietly transmitting my voice to Wang Xiaohuan, a hospital had already appeared in my sight.

I said to myself, "Why is this hospital built so strangely? It doesn't look like a hospital!"

Ye Yang whispered, "That's the layout of a temple."

Only then did I understand that this Ningkang Hospital should have been a fairly large temple at the beginning. Later, someone demolished the various halls of the temple and built the current hospital on top of the original hall locations.

The doctor led us to the door: "Park the car here, take all the tools. Come over, I'll tell you the precautions."

As he spoke, the doctor took out four glass bottles with corks and tied with red string.

The bottles were only about an inch long, filled with half a bottle of dark red liquid. The doctor shook the bottle gently, and the red color seemed to hang on the bottle, leaving a faint dark red on the inner wall.

The doctor handed the bottles to us: "When you go in to work, you have to remember a few things. If you forget, or don't take it seriously, the hospital will not be responsible for any problems."