Chapter 17: Mental hospital (2/2)
The blessing of the werewolf can make parts of the human body to be blessed to be werewolf, and it is also Qin Ye's trump card.
Others quickly found their place.
As a treatment, Messiah was firmly guarded in the center, with the psychic Meng Tianlu on his left hand and He Jianlan holding a noose on his right hand.
Zong Jiu and Sheng Yu are on the edge of the team, and they are not too far behind.
The other trainees who planned to stay in the ward on the first floor also looked at them, planning to show them to the corner of the stairs before going back.
At this moment, there was a series of footsteps on the stairs.
A sharp and cold female voice came from above, ”Okay, you not only stole the lights from the hospital, but also gathered for a night tour?”
The trainees looked up in shock.
At that moment, the hour hand, which hadn't reached eleven o'clock, moved forward one square again and stopped firmly at twelve.
The cold and fear climbed on their backs like a tide.
It's not the second day, it's the third day!
That is like hell, opening the third day of ultimate horror!
[Fuck! ! Scared me! ! 】
[My god, this head nurse's face is really pale and like a ghost, I almost didn't fly out when I saw it at first glance]
[Grass, time has accelerated again, it’s the third day, it’s over, why haven’t they found their clues yet, I’m so anxious, if I continue at this rhythm, I really feel like the group will die]
In such a situation, no one cares about getting into the formation or not, and they ran away in fright.
A few people were so scared that they turned around and ran to the ward on the first floor. They heard the lock lock outside the door just as they rushed in.
The door of the psychiatric hospital is locked at night. Once the ward round is over, the nurse will not be able to leave the ward overnight after locking the door.
Jiang Yuan hammered the door angrily, ”Let me out!”
However, the face of the nurse outside the door was just a grin, throwing the key into his mouth and swallowing it in one bite.
Her open mouth was no more than an inch away from the glass door, as if teasing her prey, she would break through the window in the next second.
It was not a human mouth at all, but a big mouth full of fangs, covered with scarlet viscous plasma.
Jiang Yuan was so frightened that he took two steps backwards, taking out his special props from the system backpack almost as quickly as possible, and pasting a cinnabar talisman on the glass door.
”Rainy--”
As soon as the cinnabar symbol was put on it, a big fire broke out from the corner and started to ignite spontaneously.
The spontaneous combustion of the cinnabar talisman means that the thing outside is definitely not a good person, but a kind of extremely yin existence.
This Fuzhuan is a one-time item, and Jiang Yuan doesn't have a few in his hand, so it has been very economical.
But he doesn't feel distressed, nothing matters.
Jiang Yuan watched the face outside the glass door was so hot that he peeled off, howled and smoked away, and a burst of happiness surged in his heart.
”Damn, this ghost girl!”
His back was almost soaked in cold sweat, and when he recovered, he realized that his legs were soft and he couldn't stand up at all.
After a half-minute delay, Jiang Yuan climbed up from the ground again.
The lights on the first floor were already dim, and visibility in the corridor outside was limited, and nothing could be seen at all. It seemed quiet as if he had entered a tomb.
The nurse locked the door just now, which meant that Jiang Yuan could only stay in the ward for one night.
He withdrew his gaze warily and looked back again.
The ward was also dark.
Jiang Yuan's back was against the wall, always paying attention to the wind and grass nearby.
It stands to reason that after burning a talisman just now, the yin-qi existence will not take the initiative to approach this ward for a certain period of time.
But Jiang Yuan still remembered that this was a copy with a difficulty close to the level of S.
The higher the difficulty level, the shorter the safety time. Although he is only Grade C, he is also an old survivor, and he will not capsize in such details.
So Jiang Yuan continued to pay attention to the surrounding movement, taking out his last talisman seal from the backpack with his left hand, and groping for the switch on the wall light with his right hand.
In the dark, he touched another extremely cold hand on the switch.
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Few people turned around and ran back to the negative first floor like Jiang Yuan.
More people followed the large army and rushed into the stairwell on the second floor without looking back.
”Boom, boom, boom—”
The iron plates on the stairs were slammed by them, and echoed in a whole dark stairwell, it was impossible to tell where was where.
Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the darkness of the negative second floor was pushed away leisurely.
Rusty iron plates, peeling walls, damp and moldy corners where water is dripping, and moss filled in the gaps.
On both sides of the corridor is a row of rooms that can't be seen to the end. Except that the door is much dilapidated, it looks no different from the negative first floor at first glance. If you have to tell the difference, it may be the mass of corpses lying in the dry blood on the ground that is torn to the point of being inhuman.
In a panic, the swaying oil lamp was hit by someone who didn't know, and one fell to the ground without paying attention, and broke to the ground.
At the end of the day, the whole scene fell into an invisible darkness again, which was terrible by coincidence.
Messiah made a decisive decision: ”Run separately, don't get caught!”
In the dark, no one knows who is who. You hit me, I give you a push, staggering to find a hiding place.
In order not to be caught, everyone began to run wildly.
Compared with other people, Zong Jiu, who has the key to the clearance, can be said to be very leisurely. Not only did he have enough energy to turn left and right to shake off Sheng Yu, he also picked a ward in a hurry and squatted on the back of the door to look outside Happening.
After a few dozen seconds, the sound of footsteps gradually subsided.
Instead, it was the weird dragging sound that Zong Jiu and Zhuge heard secretly in the toilet that day.
They were transferred to a different space, to this place of exile in time and space that was forever fixed thirty years ago.
Darkness flooded like a tide, and the dragging sound rubbed across the uneven concrete floor and sounded in the broken corridor outside.
Most of the trainees hid, and the corridor was calm again.
Occasionally, the sound of footsteps will stop, usually a different sound will be heard in the next moment.
Every distinctive sound is the evidence that a person has been found.
The sound of the head being chopped off and then rolling to the ground, short and painful screams, and the loud noise of instantaneous spraying of fresh blood.
Listening to the voices outside, it seems that there are still old people clinging together, trying to break through the encirclement and rush upstairs.
Only Zong Jiu, the old **** squatting on the ground by the door, was happy to watch the show.
He thought, he should know who the remaining inner ghost is.
In the first two days of the psychiatric hospital, only those who were alone would be dragged into the alien space and realize the root of this copy. In this case, if everyone came to the second floor to explore in advance, it would be a solution to the problem.
It's a pity that everyone was under the leadership of that person, and until the last day they chose Baotuan unremittingly, and thus missed the biggest message. This had to be delayed until the last day, when he went downstairs at the most dangerous time visible to the naked eye.
Not to mention, they still missed many key clues, consciously or unconsciously.
From the very beginning, he pointed out a clear path to ‘wrong’ for everyone, misled vague information, and used his own prestige and conviction to play with everyone.
How clever that person is, so clever that he didn't even make a head-on shot, he made a good person to the extreme with just a few words, and easily made everyone beg for mercy and be grateful.
How interesting, he is actually the secret trader, fooling everyone.
The most suspicious person is the one who seems the most unlikely and no one has ever suspected.
If Zong Jiu was the Messiah, he must have laughed inwardly now.
Look, what stupid people these are, so pitiful and laughable.
”Boom, boom, boom.”
The footsteps in the corridor were getting closer, and it seemed that it was only a few steps away from the dormitory where Zong Jiu was now, and each step was like agitating the frequency of the heart.
The white-haired youth squatted on the ground and stretched out very leisurely.
The random task was completed, and after the second floor came, he also completed several dangerous challenges, so he should go.
Just when he yawned and wanted to read the key--
The raised wrist suddenly hit a cold and hard watch.
Zong Jiu raised his head abruptly, just to look at each other in the air with the interesting pair of eyes hidden behind the golden glasses.
”Wow, see what I caught?”
The man's voice was low, like a thick Darjeeling tea with hot milk melted into it, rich and full of delicacy.
”Huh? A disobedient kitty that violates the rules for night swimming?”
There was a tingling pain from the tip of the needle in the neck, and the choking smell of disinfectant enveloped Zong Jiu's body.
Unexpectedly, before he entered this cramped room, the doctor in a white coat had already stood here, waiting for him to wait.
The white-haired young man tried to open his eyes, but he could only see an increasingly blurred vision.
Before fainting, his last thought was--
Oh shit. The ship capsized.