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Mystical resurgence

woaila520
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Synopsis
My name is Yang Jian, and I was already dead when you read this......"  An eerie parchment roll, an eye peeking into the darkness, this is the story of a survivor.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1: Stories from the Forum.

The old man pinched his fingers and calculated, you are reading a novel in bed now, and you are still sideways, so you can't figure out that your phone is still charging.

Yang Jian, who is in his third year of high school, is lying in the quilt at the moment and looking at his mobile phone boringly, he clicked on a post casually, and many netizens are replying to the post below.

", the landlord is really a god, this is all guessed by the landlord."

"Heh, will you tell you that I'm squatting in the toilet now? No need to ask, my feet are numb."

"Tattoo Zhou, and I will never be a worker again."

"Society, society."

Yang Jian closed the post and opened another post with a high click rate. It started with this sentence:

"I am a doctor at the Third Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine of a certain province. Let me tell you something. Recently, a very scary thing happened in my hospital. Now I am too scared to go to work and am on vacation at home."

"Stop talking. I don't buy shoes and I don't add WeChat."

"The host must have been harassed by a doctor. If he doesn't give me advice, he will commit suicide by swallowing feces."

"Look, the third floor is cheating again."

Yang Jian felt that the replies were a bit boring, so he clicked to only read the original poster's posts.

Immediately the posts were cleared, leaving only the one claiming to be from a doctor. The doctor's online name was: Thunder King.

Continue reading the post: Here is what happened. Last week it was my turn to see patients at night, and at about twelve o'clock an ambulance brought in an old man. The medical staff on the ambulance said that the old man fell from the fifth floor. My colleague had something urgent to do at the time, so I was the only one responsible for the diagnosis. At that time, I was 100% sure that the old man had no vital signs and had died long ago.

Moreover, judging from the characteristics of the old man's body and the temperature of his chest, it is absolutely impossible that the old man fell to his death tonight.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that within ten hours after a person dies, the body temperature will drop by about one degree per hour in a normal temperature environment, and it will take 24 hours for the body temperature to be basically close to the environment. However, in my opinion, the old man's body temperature was at least ten degrees lower than normal temperature, or even more, and the temperature at night was 22 degrees.

At that time, I judged that the old man had been dead for more than a day.

Immediately, netizens commented:

 "This "common sense" of the OP is really scary. I kneel down to you."

 "Hurry up and check if the patient's shoes have fallen off. If not, there is still a chance to save him."

 "It's really scary to think about it. The OP, please update soon. I've already hidden in the bed."

Yang Jian continued to scroll down:

The King of Thunder and Lightning continued to post: Based on my experience of watching more than 300 episodes of the famous detective cartoon when I was in junior high school, I could immediately judge that the old man did not die accidentally from falling from a building, but was murdered. The body must have been stored in an ice cellar. At that time, I chose to call the police and reported the matter to them.

But what I want to talk about today is not this incident, but what happened afterwards.

The post was interrupted for a while and the update time was two hours later.

Sorry, someone just knocked on the door and asked about the situation. They were not policemen, nor did they look like reporters, but they had national certificates and said they were criminal policemen. Never mind.

It was probably the morning of the next day.

I hadn't gone to work yet, but I heard from my colleagues that the body of the old man sent last night mysteriously disappeared in the morgue. The police were investigating thoroughly and suspected that the murderer had stolen it. The noise was quite loud, and the surveillance cameras of the entire hospital were called up, but in the end, the body of the missing old man and the murderer were not found.

I am still seeing patients tonight

But what happened during the day made me a little uneasy. A patient in the hospital said that he had seen the body of the old man, but he was not carried out by others, but walked out by himself. The patient also pointed out the route the old man took very accurately. Judging from the route, he did walk out from the direction of the morgue.

I was a little scared after hearing that, but fortunately I am an atheist and don't completely believe what the patient said.

Later, I heard the head nurse say that Dr. Fang from the neurology department was going to increase the dosage of the patient's medication, and I felt a little relieved.

Sure enough, I was right not to believe the patient's words

But what I want to talk about is not this, but something that happened when I was seeing patients at night.

It should be around two o'clock in the morning that day. I was playing Greedy Blue Moon in the emergency room. You can't imagine how fun that game is. Come and kill me if you are a brother

"Damn, you are a real talent."

"Where is the sincerity between people? You are a routine, which caught me off guard."

"Society, society, I guessed the beginning, but not the end. But what I want to say is, third floor, where is the feces you said you would swallow?"

A lot of netizens posted comments, and the forum was very lively.

Yang Jian was lying in bed with a bitter smile. Are people so good at advertising now?

But he turned it down again and it was wrong.

The Thunder King continued to post: Sorry, sorry, I'm not advertising, but an incredible supernatural event really happened that night. You probably can't imagine it in your lifetime. At 2:15 in the morning, I was playing games in the emergency room and suddenly felt a chill, exactly the same as the feeling in the morgue. I got goose bumps at that time.

Guess what happened next?

The old man who disappeared in the morgue yesterday appeared outside the emergency room at some point. He was not dead, but walked out of the hospital very slowly, step by step.

Oh my God, this is impossible. I saw with my own eyes that the old man was dead, and he had been dead for more than a day. How could he be alive again?

Prank? Corpse revelation? Medical miracle?

I thought a lot at that moment, but maybe because I had contact with corpses more often, I was not so scared. The most urgent thing was to pick up my phone and take a photo to post to Moments.

The following photos are exposed. There are pictures and the truth. It is definitely not PS.

Yang Jian flipped the page again, and a photo immediately appeared in front of him.

The photo was not blurry, but very clear. In the photo, across a glass window of the emergency room, an old man was walking by.

The old man was wearing a black jumpsuit, which had a retro feel. He was skinny, with brown skin and spots on it. From the angle of the photo, one of the old man's eyes could be seen. What kind of eye was that...dead, empty, without a trace of spirit, with a kind of horrified dead silence.

The photo did not have any bloody or horrible scenes, but the feeling revealed by the old man in the photo made people's hair stand on end and their scalps numb.

When you think of the doctor named Thunder King who clearly stated that the old man was once a cold corpse, you feel even more terrified.

And the more you look at the photo, the more creepy it is.

It's like looking at a dead person, but more like looking at... a ghost.

"I'm so scared, this photo is so scary, the more I look at it, the scarier it gets. Where did you find this photo?"

"Why are there so many spots on the old man's hands? I have intensive phobia."

"Those are corpse spots, which means that the old man is already a corpse."

"Hey, demons, go away, I'm Lin Zhengying here." A netizen posted a picture of a Taoist priest.

"Bah, you're still Lin Zhengying, and I'm still a loli voice."

But no matter how these netizens commented, the Thunder King continued to post; the picture is real, I took it myself, and then the old man just walked out of the hospital, I don't know where he went, but if anyone is from the same city as me, you should be careful, although I'm an atheist, but there are some things that you still have to believe.

Wait, it seems that someone is knocking on the door again, probably the police want me to record my statement, I'll be back soon, and I'll tell you what happened later.

But before a minute had passed since the post was posted, the Thunder King continued to send out messages: Damn it, damn it, it's the old man who ran away from the hospital. That thing is standing at my door and knocking. I can see it clearly through the cat's eye. What should I do now? I feel like I have provoked something I shouldn't have provoked.

"Are you happy with this?"

"Fuck, is this true? It can't be that weird."

"Call the police quickly, find Yaoyaoling."

"Don't pretend, it must be fake. If it's not fake, I will double my feces."

"It's you, the feces-eating boy again. You haven't paid back what you owed me last time?"

But then the Thunder King posted again: I called the police, but what should I do now? That thing is still knocking on the door. It seems that it is not going to leave. Oh no, the lights in my living room suddenly went out just now. Now I am so scared that I dare not go to the living room.

I closed the door and turned on all the lights, but the old man was still knocking.

At this point, the netizen named Thunder King posted very quickly, with each message less than 30 seconds apart, and some words were wrong.

From this, it can be seen that the doctor who posted is now very scared and panicked.

Yang Jian also felt a chill all over his body. Although he knew that the story might be false, he felt a little creepy when he thought of the old man in the photo standing outside the door and knocking.

A dead old man came back to life and appeared at his own door and knocked. Anyone who encountered this would be scared.

But the post was not interrupted and continued: No, it's bad, I heard footsteps in my living room. Oh my God, I'm the only one at home. I now suspect that the old man who knocked at the door before has come in. He must have walked into the living room. What's going on? I didn't even hear the sound of him opening the door. How did he get in?

The footsteps seemed to stop outside my door.

That thing is knocking on the door again. I feel bad. I have recorded the sound and left it as evidence. I also left my phone number. If my phone number cannot be dialed, then something must have happened to me. Please call the police:

"Dong, Dongdong, Dong, Dongdong..."

The following is an audio file. After clicking it, a dull and suppressed knocking sound came from it.

One by one, the sound seemed to knock on people's hearts, making people almost breathless.

The post was interrupted here.

Yang Jian turned to the end and saw only the last line: The old man came in