Leng Feng asked worriedly, "What should we do next?"
Facing powerful enemies and a complex situation, Lin Beichen thought for a moment and said, "If we attack head-on, our chances are slim. Moreover, if Dr. Chen gets hurt during the fight, it would be terrible."
Leng Feng asked anxiously, "Then what should we do?"
Lin Beichen smiled faintly, a hint of cunning gleaming in his eyes: "Since they have many people, why don’t we also find some ’helpers’?"
"Helpers? From where?" Leng Feng was puzzled.
Lin Beichen hinted, "This is a hospital. What do you think there is the most of in a hospital?"
Leng Feng scratched his head in confusion, "Doctors and nurses?"
Lin Beichen chuckled lightly, "Ghosts. Over the years, countless people have died in hospitals, so naturally, there are many ghosts here."
Leng Feng looked at Lin Beichen in shock, "Are you saying we should find ghosts to be our helpers?"
Lin Beichen nodded calmly, "To be precise, we are looking for ’Spirits’."
He explained, "When people die, their souls gradually dissipate, but in a hospital heavy with Yin Qi, many dissipated souls leave behind remnants, which we in the Daoist Family call ’Spirits.’ Saint Francis Hospital, being a hard-hit area of the Ramanra Virus, has seen many deaths, leaving plenty of ’Spirits.’ They will be valuable allies in dealing with the Red Scarf Army."
Upon hearing this, Leng Feng suddenly understood, "So, you want to use these ’Spirits’ to deal with the Red Scarf Army and rescue Dr. Chen?"
"Exactly." Lin Beichen nodded.
"Then how do we draw out these ’Spirits’?" Leng Feng asked curiously.
Lin Beichen pulled out pen and paper from the car, quickly drew a diagram, and handed it to Leng Feng: "Just follow this pattern."
Leng Feng took the diagram, looked at the strange patterns on it, and asked uncertainly, "Just draw it like this?"
"Time is tight. Let’s set it up simply first," Lin Beichen said. "Go draw this pattern around the hospital perimeter, and I have other preparations to make."
After Leng Feng nodded and left, Lin Beichen purchased a few Soul-Calling Banners from the System Mall and inscribed Soul Summoning Talismans on them with cinnabar.
Once everything was ready, they were about to launch an unprecedented ’ghost rescue operation.’
At that moment, Leng Feng had completed drawing the Array outside the hospital, as instructed by Lin Beichen.
"Leng Feng, is it done? What do we do next?" Lin Beichen inquired.
Leng Feng nodded, "It’s all done, waiting for your command."
Lin Beichen smiled and said, "Then step aside. I am about to activate the Summoning Array.
Once we lure out those evil spirits, we can begin."
Leng Feng obliged and stepped aside, waiting quietly for Lin Beichen’s instructions.
Lin Beichen stood before the Array, took out the drawn Talismans, held them between his fingers, and whispered the incantation: "Jia Zhen Yi, Bing Xin Kun, Ding Qian Wu Kan Ji Xun Men. Yin Shen Si Hai Gui Chen Tu, Tian Ming Xie Hun Ju Ci Jian. San Hun Qi Po Jin He Zai, Su Xian Zhen Shen Mo Chi Yan."
As the spell concluded, the Talismans glowed with a blue light. Lin Beichen tossed them into the center of the Array with a wave of his hand.
Immediately, the Array’s pathways revealed clusters of black smoke. The Soul-Calling Banners around it moved without wind, emitting a faint green light that was bone-chilling.
Witnessing this, Leng Feng felt chills despite being under the scorching sun.
He saw black-blue smoke continuously emanating from the Array, drifting toward Saint Francis Hospital.
In an instant, the entire hospital was shrouded in the smoke, radiating a sinister aura, as if it had turned into a haunted house.
Inside the hospital, dozens of medical staff were surrounded by the Red Scarf Army and the Mercenary Corps.
Leading the mercenaries was a towering, stern-looking man named Da Xiong, who was interrogating them one by one.
"Who’s Dr. Chen? If no one talks, I’ll try each of you!" Da Xiong said menacingly.
He randomly grabbed someone and asked harshly, "Are you Dr. Chen?"
That person frantically shook their head in fear.
Da Xiong turned to a middle-aged male doctor next, asking the same question, also receiving a denial.
Then, Da Xiong’s gaze landed on a little girl, and he sneered, pointing a gun at her head.
The middle-aged male doctor beside her quickly shielded the girl, a conflicted look on his face.
Just as Da Xiong was about to pull the trigger, a mixed-race girl stepped forward, "I am Dr. Chen!"
Da Xiong scoffed at her, "You’re Dr. Chen? Then why don’t you have balls?"
Evidently, he knew the real Dr. Chen was a man.
At this moment, a Red Scarf Army soldier couldn’t help but speak up for the girl, only to be shot dead by Da Xiong.
The girl struggled to breathe as Da Xiong choked her, her face turning crimson.
Seeing this, the middle-aged male doctor came forward, "Let them go, I am Dr. Chen!"
Da Xiong turned to him and sneered, "Very well, Dr. Chen, is it? Take him away!"
He turned, grabbing his phone to report the good news to his boss.
However, at that moment, something strange happened.
One mercenary suddenly felt a chill on his neck, instinctively touching it, only to feel an icy cold hand.
The mercenary suddenly felt a foreboding sensation and turned his head, seeing a ghastly face with sunken eyes and blood-streaked tears.
"Oh my god! A ghost!" he screamed in terror, collapsing to the ground.
Hearing the commotion, Da Xiong turned to reprimand him but was left speechless in shock at the sight.
In the room floated a dozen sinister shadows emitting eerie black aura, their faces ghastly, exuding a terrifying vibe.
The mercenaries and the Red Scarf Army inside the hospital were scared to death by the eerie scene.
Though battle-hardened, they had never encountered such a chilling and frightening sight.
The shadows seemed to find it amusing to scare them, relentlessly pursuing them.