Lu Changqing had just walked to the first floor when a scream came from the second floor.

After a while, there was a sound of 'ping-pong', and the figure of the man in the pink suit rolled down the steps like a ball, well, it was the literal kind of rolling.

The man in the pink suit was followed by a head wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and his head chased after the man in the pink suit and said:

"You keep running, and when I catch up with you, I'll be with you. ”

Lu Changqing: "..."

I'll be away for a while, and you're having such a big game, so much. Lu Changqing complained secretly in his heart.

The man in the pink suit ran to Lu Changqing with a roll, hugged Lu Changqing's thigh, and after rolling down the steps, the face of the man in the pink suit directly swollen into a pig's head.

"Dog life, raise dog head cubs to chase goose babies. The man in the pink suit howled with his tongue wide open.

Well, what is he talking about? I don't understand.

Lu Changqing pulled out his legs in disgust, and then looked at the head behind the man in the pink suit, combed three or seven points, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and looked quite handsome.

Lu Changqing glanced at the man in the pink suit again, and suddenly felt that this person was quite a ghost.

Hmm, why do I have this weird idea?

Lu Changqing shook his head, and the dragon pattern frying pan in his hand slapped at the head that flew over.

Walk you!

After a 'bang', the dragon frying pan struck the gold-rimmed glasses on the head.

The head flew like a ball towards the staircase, and then it exploded against the wall of the staircase with a 'pop', and streams of green and stinky juice flowed out.

On the second floor of the hospital, the figure in the white coat, as the head exploded, the figure in the white coat convulsed and fell to the ground, and after a while, it turned into a pile of rotting and stinky corpses.

On the first floor of the hospital, looking at the broken and rotten head and the old wall glued to the wall, Lu Changqing fell into deep thought.

Although he didn't study the corpse much, he also understood that it was definitely a dead corpse.

A person who has just died, even if his head is smashed, will never rot and stink. And the old walls, older than Wang Yao's 10 apartments that are almost 20 years old, seem to be a product of the last century.

A thought slowly rose in Lu Changqing's mind.

Next to Lu Changqing, a man in a pink suit with a pig's head squatted on the ground and breathed for a while, and finally could speak normally.

"What's the matter with this head monster?" Lu Changqing asked.

The man in the pink suit got up and spoke like a bean.

Lu Changqing touched his chin thoughtfully.

At this time, there was a 'ding' sound, and I saw that the elevator button suddenly lit up. The elevator then slowly ascends from the two basement floors, and when it reaches the first floor, the elevator stops.

Lu Changqing and the man in the pink suit stood quickly on both sides of the elevator, one on the left and one on the right.

With the sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, and a figure wearing a black and white robe appeared at the elevator door.

It was the one who had the inch of the twin brothers who participated in the bounty.

It's just that his figure is more miserable, the black and white Taoist robe is tattered, his left hand is broken from the shoulder, the wound is black, and black blood continues to flow from the wound.

It seemed that he had lost too much blood, and the young man in the inch-haired robe was pale, with cold sweat on his forehead, and fell directly at the elevator entrance after getting out of the elevator.

After Lu Changqing and the man in the pink suit glanced at each other, the man in the pink suit slowly walked towards the young man in the inch-haired robe.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the young man in the inch-headed Taoist robe struggled to get up, leaned against the elevator door, and the only remaining right hand took out a half-broken peachwood sword from behind his back, and after seeing that it was the man in the pink suit and Lu Changqing, the inch-headed young man in the robe breathed a sigh of relief, and the peachwood sword fell from his hand, and the whole person fell to the ground with a 'plop' and fainted.

The man in the pink suit hurriedly helped up the young man in the inch-headed Taoist robe, Lu Changqing also walked over, picked up the peachwood sword on the ground, and the man in the pink suit set up the inch-headed Taoist robe youth, found a long row of chairs in the corner, and put the inch-headed Taoist robe youth on the chair.

After placing the young man in the inch-headed Taoist robe, Lu Changqing and the man in the pink suit carefully observed the injuries of the inch-headed young man in the Taoist robe. The others were minor, the most important being a wound on the left shoulder with black blood flowing.

From the elevator to the long row of chairs, it took less than a minute, but the wound of the young man in the inch-headed robe was even more serious, the black thing on the wound was like a virus, and under its influence, some places in the wound had begun to rot, emitting a foul smell.

Lu Changqing didn't speak, the lake-blue Void Ice Flame appeared on his fingertips, and under Lu Changqing's control, the Void Ice Flame flew towards the wound on the left shoulder of the inch-headed Dao robed youth.

The sound of "Zizi" sounded, and under the scorching of the void ice flame, the black unknown thing like a virus turned into black smoke and dissipated. After a while, the wound of the young man in the inch-haired Dao robe returned to normal, and the blood turned red.

Lu Changqing withdrew the Void Ice Flame and motioned to the man in the pink suit on the side to help stop the bleeding.

Although Lu Changqing could now control the Void Ice Flame to help, with the attributes of the Void Ice Flame, he was afraid that his hands would suddenly tremble and freeze or roast the young man in the inch-headed Dao robe.

That picture is terrifying to think about.

The man in the pink suit stood in front of the young man in the inch-headed robe, took out a small box from his pocket, and as the small box was opened, a box of silver needles appeared in Lu Changqing's sight.

Under the control of the man in the pink suit, 11 silver needles flew out of the box and pierced the left shoulder of the young man in the inch robe. Immediately afterwards, the man in the pink suit crossed the aura into the silver needle, and after a while, the wound of the young man in the inch-headed robe no longer bled and quickly scabbed.

As the wound scabbed, the pale face of the young man in the inch-headed Dao robe became a hint of ruddy, and his tight brows were soothed.

Watching the young man in the inch-headed Taoist robe slowly recover, under the control of the man in the pink suit, 11 silver needles flew back into the box. The man in the pink suit closed the small box with a "snap" and put it in his pocket.

"I didn't expect you to be a wet nurse, oh no, daddy. Looking at the operation of the man in the pink suit in one go, Lu Changqing was a little surprised.

The man in the pink suit glanced at Lu Changqing, but with his swollen head like a pig's head,

"Poofhahahaha. Lu Changqing couldn't help laughing.

"Why don't you deal with it for yourself?" Lu Changqing pointed to the face of the man in the pink suit and said with a smile.

"Have you ever seen a surgeon operate on himself himself?" said the man in the pink suit with a blank face.

Well, what he said makes sense, I can't even object to it. Lu Changqing was speechless.

Just as the two of them stared, a weak cough came from the bench.

Lu Changqing and the man in the pink suit hurriedly turned their heads to look at the young man in the inch-haired Taoist robe on the bench.

The young man in the inch-headed robe opened his eyes and struggled to stand up, but was pressed down by Lu Changqing.

"You're seriously injured, so it's best not to move. Lu Changqing said lightly.

"Thank you!" the young man in the inch-haired robe said in a low voice, his voice a little hoarse.

"Well, what's going on with you here?" Lu Changqing pointed to the left shoulder of the young man in the inch-headed robe.

Although he knew that it was not a good idea to ask now, the best way to deal with it was to figure out the specific situation.

The young man in the inch-headed Dao robe was silent for a moment, and said in a somewhat low tone:

"It all starts with getting into a hotel room.

My brother and I lost our mother when we were young, and in our room on the 7th floor of the hotel, my mother suddenly appeared in front of us, and although my brother and I both knew that it was an illusion, we still believed it and chose to go with her.

After that I was in a coma. When I came to my senses, I found myself lying on a cold platform, a tall, white coat figure holding a huge black bone cutter in his hand, my left hand had been cut off by the bone cutter, and I came to my senses. The young man in the inch-headed robe said with palpitations.

"Did you meet anyone else down there, including your brother. Lu Changqing groaned.

"No, my brother and I are separated. Below was the morgue, and apart from the tall figure in the white coat, I saw it only with the young man in casual clothes who was with me in the bounty. However, he was dead, dismembered by a figure in a white coat. ”

The young man in the inch-headed robe shuddered, and his voice trembled a little.

"I shot him with a talisman when he wasn't looking, trying to escape. However, the talisman didn't work against him, and I barely managed to deal with him for a while with the peachwood sword.

Later, I found him bulky and used the contents of the morgue to stop him, so I escaped into the elevator.

By the way, there are a lot of freezers underneath, I don't know if anyone is in the freezer. ”