Chapter 82 The hospital was surrounded

Just when the whole country was in a state of turmoil over Zhang Qiang's escape, Zhang Qiang had already arrived at Shennongjia, which gave him countless miracles. The soul-recovering pill requires a total of nine extremely precious herbs, and Zhang Qiang was like an indefatigable little bee searching everywhere. The huge Shennongjia has such a rich vegetation, as if he was finding a drop of unique sea water in a sea. The difficulty can be imagined. In the blink of an eye, another day and night passed, and Zhang Qiang was already tired and sweating profusely. It was like not having money.

The power of the Nvwa drives him to the brink of exhaustion. The only thing that can comfort him is that there are eight magical herbs in his arms that can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. This is both a herb and a hope. Although no prison in the world can hold him under his will, he will become a ghost who is not recognized by society and can only live in the dark corner. Even if he achieves great achievements, it will be difficult to hide the word "humiliation".

"There are eight kinds... Only Jiutian Huixiancao is left. Damn, where is it?" Zhang Qiang was eager and confused, searching inch by inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch inch. He only knew that it was the fourth day now. If he couldn't find it today, then he would not have enough time to refine the soul recovery pill, and everything would be too late. However, Jiutian Huixiancao seemed to have played hide-and-seek with him. The more anxious Zhang Qiang looked for it, the less he showed his traces of Jiutian Huixiancao.

Patience was wiped out little by little, Zhang Qiang's mood became more and more impatient, and his temper became more and more irritable. "Ah!!" Zhang Qiang roared suddenly, and the spiritual consciousness that had been scattered quickly rushed back into his body like a tide. Zhang Qiang was like a shell shot, rising from the ground and jumping into the air. The surging and irresistible power fell from the sky like a waterfall. The trees within a radius of one kilometer were instantly uprooted by this powerful force, rushed straight into the sky, and then scattered weakly. The land that was lush and full of vitality a minute ago turned into a mess at this moment, and its vitality suddenly became a mess! After venting, a hint of humility surged in Zhang Qiang's heart and slowly landed back to the ground. When his feet stepped on the broken branches and leaves, he could even feel these plants crying.

"Oh my god, what have I done!" Zhang Qiang regretted, lowered his head and picked up a handful of scattered leaves. The traces of life had not yet retreated from them, but the light of life was still shining. I just didn't know how long this light could flash, but it wouldn't be too long. Zhang Qiang suddenly shook his mind and shook violently. In Nuwa's memory of the Soul Recovery Pill, although the name of the Nine Heavens Recovery Fairy Grass was recorded, there was no description of their appearance. However, the other eight herbs not only had detailed annotations, but even included figures. Perhaps because of the effect of inertia, Zhang Qiang only searched blindly but ignored this subtle difference.

"How could this happen?" Zhang Qiang was stunned. He didn't know how he could find the appearance of the Nine Heavens Huixiancao? All hope suddenly turned into a bubble at this moment. Zhang Qiang's whole body seemed to have been drained. His body softened and slowly sat on the ground. The spirit in his eyes quietly retreated, becoming confused and empty. "Nine Heavens gathered, three days became pills, pills became fortune, and heaven was only born..." Zhang Qiang said over and over again, and his heart seemed to have knocked over the five flavor bottles and could not calm down for a long time.

"The heaven is only born... only born?" Zhang Qiang muttered again, and smiled bitterly and said, "Huitian Pill can make people resurrect. At that time, there will be no one in the world who will die. If a lover has been destroyed and will be immortal for thousands of years, how can he be born alone? Ah!..." Zhang Qiang seemed to be electrocuted, and suddenly stood up from the ground, muttering "Only, only born... Could it be..." Zhang Qiang's heart trembled violently, as if he had seen hope in a desperate situation, and he seemed unprecedentedly excited.

"Yes! The Soul Recovery Pill is a heaven-defying thing that violates the laws of nature, and its existence is unreasonable! Since the Soul Recovery Pill must be subject to some kind of restriction! Only life? Is it mean that a Soul Recovery Pill can only save the life of a specific person... But how can the Soul Recovery Pill distinguish whether the taker is the person it should save? Could it be that there is a specific connection between the Soul Recovery Pill and the rescued person? But what is the connection?" Zhang Qiang's head turned quickly, and within a moment he thought of the ninth medicinal material without graphic marks, the Nine Heavens Huixian Grass.

"If the Soul Recovery Pill wants to have some connection with the rescued person, then the Soul Recovery Pill must contain something from the rescued person. Could it be that the Nine Heavens Huixian Grass is not grass at all, but something from the rescued person?" Zhang Qiang's head was numb, and there was constant electric current flowing through his head, making his hair grow up. "Hair!?" Zhang Qiang roared suddenly, the most grass-like hair on a human body is hair. And Nuwa once mentioned hair in her memory. Hair is the most spiritual thing on a human body, and they look at it.

Born in the sky, located at the top of the human body, it moves the whole body with one hair. Moreover, after a person dies, the soul of a person will be hidden in his hair, and it will be condensed for seven days and seven nights without dissipating. No wonder the soul-recovering pill can only be effective in seven days. If a person's soul dissipates, even the soul-recovering pill will be useless. The more Zhang Qiang thinks, he becomes more cheerful. Because of his excitement, he can't help but whistle, which starts to start a long roar in the forest. After thinking through various links, Zhang Qiang will no longer delay for a minute, move his body, and sweep towards the city like lightning.

In the sky above the hospital, Zhang Qiang leaned over and saw that the hospital door was crowded with people, which seemed extremely lively. Because it was evening, countless people were holding candles in their hands and were watching over the security guard. Zhang Qiang was a little amused. He really didn't know whether these citizens were kind or idle or had nothing to do! As for whether they hated themselves so much, the security guard who was just beaten to death by him by mistake was actually treated with such a heavy heroic courtesy. It was really touching. Especially when he heard the slogans these people shouted, "Down with Zhang Qiang and safeguarded the dignity of the law!" Zhang Qiang felt that he was a vicious person.

Shaking his head, Zhang Qiang teleported around the crowd and entered the interior of the hospital. He saw that the hospital was one post at a time and one whistle in five steps, which made the atmosphere of the entire hospital corridor a little scary, and he closely guarded the morgue where the security guard's body was. Zhang Qiang frowned, pushed the door and walked into a doctor's duty room beside him. While doing the duty record, a doctor inside said without raising his head, "I have anything to do?" Zhang Qiang chuckled a few times and said, "I want to borrow something from you." "What?" The doctor still didn't look up. Zhang Qiang suddenly stretched out his hand and slashed the doctor's neck and slashed him out. Then he took off his white coat and said, "I borrow your clothes to wear! Haha..."

After putting on his clothes, Zhang Qiang pushed a stretcher truck and walked towards the morgue calmly. "What are you doing? Without Secretary Qin's order, no one can enter this door!" A policeman immediately stopped him and said. Zhang Qiang coughed, put his pocket tighter, and said, "It was the dean who asked me to come to the morgue. I went to the morgue to get a corpse for cremation. The corpse has been left for almost several months, and no one has come to claim it. If it is put down, it will probably become moldy..." The policeman seemed to dislike listening. Yes, who has heard about the corpse? He waved his hand and said, "Then you should act quickly!" Zhang Qiang nodded and pushed the chariot and walked into the morgue quickly.

When he arrived at the morgue, Zhang Qiang quickly found the security guard's body. Although he had been dead for a long time because of his own divine power, the security guard was still vivid, his skin color was as normal as before, as if he had fallen asleep. Zhang Qiang did not dare to delay too much. First, he carefully cut a strand of hair from the security guard's head, held it in his hand for a moment, and chuckled dryly, "Nine Heavens Return to the Immortal Grass? Nuwa's imagination is indeed not ordinary rich, haha..." Holding his hair and eight other herbs together, Zhang Qiang put the security guard's body on a stretcher truck and pushed it out of the morgue.

When they arrived in the corridor, the police probably didn't want to be too close to the body that had been left for several months. They covered their noses from a distance and avoided them. Zhang Qiang smiled proudly and pushed the body and walked swaying. Seeing the end of the corridor, he suddenly shouted a deep shout to stop him. Zhang Qiang shivered and felt a little depressed. Qin Qiong seemed to be his nemesis, always appearing when he didn't want to see it. Qin Qiong walked over with a pale face and looked at Zhang Qiang and asked, "Who are you? Who is the push?" Before Zhang Qiang could answer, a policeman walked up and said, "Secretary, this is a body that had been left for several months. You should stay away from him. If there is any virus..."

After hearing the policeman's words, Qin Qiong frowned, looked at Zhang Qiang suspiciously for a few glances, waved his hand and said, "Let's go." Zhang Qiang turned around and was about to leave, but Qin Qiong seemed to have suddenly reacted. He took two steps forward and lifted the white cloth covering the body. The speed was so fast that Zhang Qiang had no time to react. "Ah!" Seeing that the body turned out to be the security guard, all the police immediately became nervous, and at the same time pulled out their guns and aimed at Zhang Qiang, surrounding him.

"I felt something was wrong from the beginning! The bed in the morgue in this hospital has been tense. How could a body be left for several months before it was disposed of? Well, take off the mask now and let me see who you are?" Qin Qiong asked in a deep voice. Zhang Qiang smiled bitterly, and did not busy taking off the mask, but asked with a laugh, "I'm wondering, why are you, the secretary of the provincial party committee, so familiar with the situation of a hospital?" Qin Qiong smiled and said, "It can only be considered that you are unlucky. My granddaughter happened to be hospitalized in this hospital! I often see him, and this hospital is as familiar to me as my family." Zhang Qiang was stunned and said helplessly, "It seems that I am really unlucky recently." He said gently and took off the mask.

"Zhang Qiang! It's you?" Qin Qiong couldn't help but scream when he saw Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang smiled bitterly and said, "Why are you so surprised? You should be excited? Now I am a nationally famous villain. You have made great contributions to catch me. I believe that the people outside must worship you as a guardian saint.

Qin Qiong did not show the ecstasy expression as Zhang Qiang imagined, but was a little regretful, shook his head with loneliness and said, "You shouldn't have escaped from the police station! Do you do this not only force you to a dead end, but also makes our police situation very passive. If we cannot arrest you, then the people of the whole country can drown us just by spitting. Do you understand?" Zhang Qiang nodded and said, "Of course I understand, but I have a reason not to do this!" Qin Qiong sighed and said, "Your reason is to steal this corpse? You don't want to destroy the corpse, right?"

Zhang Qiang snorted and said, "Is that necessary? I killed someone in front of everyone, and I was sentenced to death without a corpse!" "Then why did you take such a great risk to steal the corpse?" Qin Qiong asked in confusion. Zhang Qiang opened his mouth, "That's because... forget it, I don't need to explain so much to you."

Qin Qiong frowned and said, "I'm sorry, it's my duty to arrest you. I just need to order them to arrest you!" Qin Qiong waved his hand, and more than a dozen policemen immediately took a step forward and narrowed the encirclement. Zhang Qiang looked around coldly, and suddenly a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly, "Just because they want to catch me? It's still far from it!" After that, Zhang Qiang suddenly grabbed the body on the stretcher truck, hugged it in front of him, took a long breath, and jumped out of the encirclement like a bird. Then he stepped on the ceiling a few times, leaving their sight as if flying.
Chapter completed!