After entering the madhouse at night, the temperature was significantly lower.

Lu Chu hugged his arms and walked forward quickly, while quickly scanning every ward that passed.

Because she used her talent to find the so-called yin qi last time, she didn't look at the rooms on the left and right along the way, and went straight to the direction where the death qi was the strongest, so that she didn't know the layout of the surrounding rooms.

Looking at each room now, Lu Chu only felt that his spine was shivering.

In the black and hollow ward, the white moonlight came in, and on the rusty bed frame, the sheets had long been moldy and rotten, and some of them had even become black and black and could not see anything, scattered messily on those bed frames.

The rusty iron cabinet at the foot of the bed concealed the door, as if something was coming out of it.

Everywhere there were traces of burning, rotting, rust.

Aside from these wards, the most creepy is probably the injection room.

Rows of rusty chairs sat in the injection room, as if something had happened that caused the patients to crash into their chairs as they rushed out of the room.

Overhead, rows of iron frames of upside-down pill bottles were hung upside down, blackened by the fire.

Moreover, the iron hooks that hung the medicine bottles were burned and twisted, like ghost hands with teeth and claws, trying to attack the patients who were injecting drugs below.

Just looking at the scenes inside these houses is already imaginative.

Lu Chu shook his head and continued to move forward quickly, every time he passed by the hair room, he simply glanced at it, and never looked closely.

And just lurking outside, it took too much time to wait for the person on duty to go to the toilet, and now seeing that it was almost the time required by the task, Lu Chu was also a little anxious.

She searched room by room, occasionally scanning shadows in the rooms she passed, and she didn't look at them, but just skimmed through them until she found a very strange-looking room at the end of a winding hallway.

It was a bathroom, to be exact.

The strange thing about it is that the entire huge bathroom is covered with bathtubs, and the oval bathtubs of white porcelain are neatly arranged one by one.

There is even a white shower curtain hanging in the middle of each bathtub.

It's just that the curtain has long been gnawed and broken by insects.

It was as if strips of white cloth were hanging in the room, trying to hide the incomparably white bathtub in the moonlight.

A cold wind blew.

Lu Chu snorted.

Do you really want to wash your hair in this place?

She looked back at the dark and empty corridor, the expression on her face instantly became sad, there was no more psychic shuttle and life and death book in her trouser pocket, and her Huangquan Sword could not be touched behind her back.

This feeling is really called the heavens and the earth.

It's a pretty bad task.

As he thought so, his hand stiffened open the bathroom door.

With a long creaky sound, the bathroom door slowly pushed open, and Lu Chu took a deep breath and stepped into the bathroom.

She walked to the nearest bathtub to the right of the door.

Place the thermos on the ground and unfasten the cloak and pack it into your hiking bag.

Then he took out the black dog blood, peach wood sword and other equipment and put it aside.

Hang the garlic on your chest in bunches, and you can't care if you're a combination of Chinese and Western at this time.

She then turned on the flashlight and covered it with a translucent cloth so that it only emitted a faint light source in the room.

After doing all this, Lu Chu looked extremely solemn and solemn, and took out the last sharp weapon from his mountaineering bag.

Fluttering shampoo.