"Chubby, your ...... Your shadow!"

Zhang Meng's frightened screams echoed in my head, and I only remember that on that terrifying sun mound, we dug up a bronze vessel with a star bucket pattern and a chest full of bones, and after that, it seemed to leave a blank space, and I could no longer recall everything. What happened to www.biquge.info after that? Why did I come back to this place, Hospital 305, a familiar and unfamiliar place.

I lifted the quilt, I was still wearing the hospital gown with "305 Hospital (Zhongnanhai)" printed on the chest, I remember a few months ago, in the basement of the **** cemetery, I was attacked by the nine-tailed fox and fainted, and when I woke up, I was lying here, wearing this kind of hospital gown, at that time I also didn't know who got me to this hospital, and I couldn't remember the process in the middle, which made my thinking a little confused, is it that all these things that happened after that were a nightmare? Did I stay in this hospital and not experience what happened in the months since?

I shook my head self-deprecatingly, although I would rather that the things I have experienced in the past few months have been a nightmare, but the facts are facts after all, no matter how reluctant I am, I can't deny them, not to mention that those facts are bloody, and it ruthlessly took their lives - Da Mao, Tang Ying, Uncle Hai and Su Ziwu.

I suddenly remembered that picture, the red cinnabar picture that also seemed to be bloody, in the last picture, there were only three people left, I couldn't help but shudder, who was the other person who disappeared? Where are Xiaopang, Zhang Meng, and Lao Zhang now?

Thinking of this, I got out of bed with a bone, unlike last time, I didn't have a catheter in my body, and my body didn't feel weak, I walked to the door of the room, held the doorknob and pulled it, the door was locked and couldn't be opened.

"Is there anybody? open the door, is there anybody?" I called twice, but no one answered.

I tapped on the door and screamed twice, but there was still no movement.

"Damn, what the hell is this, who's messing around!" I got a little annoyed and kicked the door with my foot, but there was still no response.

I suddenly remembered the last time Zhang Meng came here to pick me up and said that this room was under surveillance, maybe someone was watching me through the monitor screen now, thinking of this, I stood in the middle of the room, shouting everywhere: "I don't care who you are, no matter what you want to do, let me out! I want to see my friends, where are they?" But I shouted for a long time, but there was still no response.

I walked to the window, to see that the bottom is not too high, there are two or three floors of the building, I tried to open the window, but it was obviously a sliding window, but I couldn't open it, this time it really angered me, I turned around and copied a chair, smashed the glass hard, only to hear the sound of "bang", but the glass was not damaged, I smashed it a few more times, it was still in vain, the glass was stronger than the tempered glass, not even a trace of cracks appeared, I suddenly realized, is this bulletproof glass! What kind of hospital is a hospital with bulletproof glass for its windows?

Just when I was amazed, I saw a figure pacing in the small courtyard of the hospital outside the window, this figure was walking very slowly, as if he was walking, he was also wearing a hospital gown, he should also be a patient here. I looked at this man's back and looked a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere, but I couldn't remember who this person was.

I saw this man walk to a corner of the courtyard, crouch down and look at a small vegetable patch, which was probably planted with some green leafy vegetables such as small cabbage, probably planted by the patients or staff of the hospital for recreation. He squatted there for a long time, then stood up, moved, stretched, and turned around.

When the man turned around, I could see his face clearly. It was a young and thin face, with very narrow cheeks, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, a slight hooked nose, and a slightly downward angle of the mouth, I recognized it at a glance, this person was Zhang Ziheng!

Why is he here? Since he was found unconscious in the round burial chamber of the Ming Dynasty concubine's tomb with strange reliefs, he was taken away by the first-class wholesalers, and there has been no news of him, and even his uncle Lao Zhang does not seem to know about him, and has not mentioned anything about him, and it is said that he may have been attacked by a nine-tailed fox, and the gas ejected from the fox's tail can put people in a state of "suspended animation", and people who have "immunity" to this gas will soon wake up, but not." People with the ability to "immune" will "fake their death" for a long time, even until they actually die, and when we see Zhang Ziheng's appearance, we think that it will be difficult for him to wake up again, but we didn't expect him to wake up and appear in this hospital, what is going on? Is there any connection between the first-level wholesaler and this mysterious hospital located in the forbidden area?

Anyway, seeing Zhang Ziheng now also makes me feel very excited, maybe I can know something from his mouth that I don't understand.

I knocked the window to get his attention, and sure enough, he looked up at me. Maybe the sunlight was a little dazzling, he didn't seem to see too clearly, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses again, took two steps closer, squinted his eyes and looked carefully.

I waved my hand at him and shouted, "Do you remember me? I'm Guo Xiangdong." "I don't know if he can hear me through this particular glass.

He seemed to finally see who I was, but unexpectedly, as if he had seen a ghost, his body trembled, his mouth opened wide, and he screamed, which I could hear clearly through this special glass. I saw him take a few steps backwards, turn around and run, trample on the greens on the ground, and almost hit the wall, as if he had just reacted violently and ran in the wrong direction, and turned around and ran in the direction he came from.

Seeing his reaction made my second monk puzzled, what happened to Zhang Ziheng? Why did he see me like a ghost? Could it be ...... Isn't it fucking that I'm disfigured?

Thinking of this, I shivered, from the top of my head to my heels, I quickly rummaged in the room, trying to find a mirror to take a look, but after a long time, I didn't even find half of the mirror, I didn't know where to go with my belongings, and my phone was not around.

I sat on the bed with a cold sweat on my head, I quickly touched my face with my hand, there seemed to be nothing abnormal, but if it wasn't for the change in my appearance, why did Zhang Ziheng react when he saw me? I looked around and suddenly noticed that there was a small door on the right side of this room of about 20 square meters, just like the small door of a general storage room.

I walked over and pushed the door open and it was dark inside, I felt for the wall and felt a switch, and I pressed the switch, and the light in the hut came on, and I saw my own face.

It was a normal, "Guo Xiangdong" face.

It turned out that it was a bathroom, and in front of the door was a washbasin with a half-length mirror hanging on it, and I was relieved when I saw the face in the mirror.

But why did Zhang Ziheng react like that when he saw me? I learned from Xiaopang that Zhang Ziheng is usually not very good and very cunning, but I only know him on one side, and I am not familiar with him, and I have not had too much contact with him, and there is nothing to do with him.

But now I want to know more about how to get out of this ward, find Xiaopang, Zhang Meng, and Lao Zhang, and see how they are now, so I tossed in the room again, but no matter how I tossed, no one came, and the doors and windows of the ward could not be opened by me.

I was exhausted and collapsed on the bed.

I don't know how long it took, but it was about noon when I saw the height of the sun, and I heard a "ding dong" next to the bedside next to my ear, and I turned my head to look, only to see a small door like a flap on the wall, and when I turned out, a tray stretched out of it, on which were placed meals and a bottle of mineral water.

Only then did I realize that it seemed that I was under house arrest, and that someone must be secretly watching me, bringing me water and food regularly, but no one had contact with me.

I originally wanted to go on a hunger strike to protest, but then I thought about it, even if a hunger strike is estimated to have no effect, people are iron and steel, and they should eat and drink enough before making plans. I was really hungry after tossing all morning, so I took the food and devoured it, and after eating, I put the dishes and chopsticks on the tray, and the tray retracted again, and the flap turned over to cover the hole in the wall.

I made a visual inspection, and the length and width of this small hole for delivering rice was only about forty centimeters, and I am afraid that no matter how thin I was, I would not be able to get into it, and it would be impossible to escape through this passage for delivering food.

I also gave up, thinking that there would be a way before the car reached the mountain, but I wanted to see what these people wanted to do, so I didn't care about the many, and I fell asleep when I was full of food and drink.

In this way, I watched the sun in this ward and counted the days, and for eight days passed, three meals a day were delivered from the small window of the flap, during which I did not hear any movement in the corridor outside the ward, nor did I see anyone else, but there was one thing that made me feel very strange, that is, every day about nine in the morning, At ten o'clock, Zhang Ziheng, who was wearing a hospital gown, would go for a walk in the small courtyard downstairs of the ward, and every time he walked to the small vegetable patch and squatted down to have a look, and then stood up and moved his body, and every time I knocked on the window to attract his attention, he looked at me, but when he saw me, he ran away like a ghost, and repeated the same thing almost every day for the first few days, like a video playback, as if he forgot that he had seen me the day before, and then I didn't knock on the window again for a few days, and he also moved after watching the vegetable garden, and then walked back in the direction。

On the ninth night, probably because I had slept too much during the day, I lay on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, and it was already late at night, and I was just a little sleepy, when I faintly heard some movement coming from the small door of the bathroom. (To be continued.) )