360, turned upside down (3)
Several guys dressed like doctors; Plus a guy who looks like an old Taoist priest. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info No matter how you look at such a combination, it will make people feel strange.
Doctors represent science; And what does the Taoist priest represent?
It doesn't matter anymore. If I'm not mistaken, I should have been caught by the police and sent here. The air smelled of alcohol, but it didn't look like a hospital because it was too dark. This small room has no windows, just a door to enter and exit.
No matter how you look at it, it's a bit like a prison cell.
Not only was I locked up in this cell, but I was also tied up, my body was not strong, and my head was still a little dizzy. They were careful.
Liu Guangzong's face slowly disappeared from the ceiling, and it seemed that he was gone. I felt a little lost. I woke him up, but now he won't save me; I guess it's because he doesn't have the strength to save me.
I looked at the old man in front of me and asked him, "What are you doing with the dryad?" ”
The guy in white who asked just now said, "Didn't you ask knowingly? ”
I didn't look at him, I looked at the old man. When they found the dryad, did they want to wake up like me? The problem was that I didn't know how to wake her up.
The old man snorted, but did not speak.
I wonder if this old man has any real skills. If he really had real skills, he should be able to notice that Liu Guangzong came in just now, and he should be able to catch Liu Guangzong; But he apparently turned a blind eye to Liu Guangzong. This makes me curious.
In this way, he is not even as good as rats. And the rats, they are obviously inferior to Situ Wugong. In this way, the old man in front of him is actually a waste? Or is he just a pretending guy?
The white-clothed fellow said, "If you want me to say it, we don't have to ask so much, old man, don't you know how to catch ghosts?" Just catch his soul out, and then don't you do it? ”
The old man shook his head, "Catch ghosts? It also depends on the place. This is already a cursed place, otherwise why is it just me, an old fellow, running here? It's because I'm old and can't live for a few years, so I just ran over. If you can't ask, you can only transfer him. ”
I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I don't know if what he said is true or not. On the one hand, they were looking for the dryad, but this place had become a forbidden place, and after they came in, not to mention catching ghosts, they turned a blind eye to a ghost that appeared in front of them just now. I don't know if this old man is deliberately playing tricks.
The appearance of this fairy wind bone is more convincing.
The man in the mask in white said, "You want to turn away? I'm afraid it won't work. ”
The old man's eyes narrowed, and he asked, "Why not?" ”
"After all......"
After all, there are no more words below. Because that guy is dead. Luckily, I've been through a lot of these things, so I wasn't too surprised. The old man didn't know where it came from, his hand had been behind his back just now, and at this time, the short knife in his right hand had pierced into the chest of the man in white and mask who had just spoken. His knife was fast enough, and he was even more ruthless, and not only did he stab it, but he also swung it out with his left hand.
The left hand that he waved also grabbed a short knife and slashed through the throat of the mask man, who seemed to want to scream according to the procedure, but what was even worse was that he couldn't scream at all, because all the qi leaked out from the wound in his throat, and the gas was still relatively packy, and it was first sprayed out in a divergent manner like a sprayer, and then two or three blood blisters appeared symbolically.
There is no scream worse than there is a scream.
The old man's skills were very fast, when he waved the short knife in his left hand, he turned over by the way, and the knife in his right hand was pulled out of the mask man's chest, and the blood finally flowed out; With a wave of the knife in his right hand, he actually cut the throat of another person, and the man clutched the wound, and kept retreating, unable to speak at all, and retreated to the base of the wall, because of the lack of oxygen and fear, almost even his eyes fell out, and the expression on his face looked like a demon.
The old man didn't look at his masterpiece at all, but turned his body, and the knife in his left hand slashed again, and the other mask man was hit again. Not only is his hands fast, his eyes are quick, and his knives are deadly.
In the blink of an eye, he actually killed several people in a row, except for the first one, who suffered two knife wounds, and the others only cut their trachea; And he moved so fast that those people couldn't react at all, and they didn't even let out a scream.
Some are just the sound of falling to the ground after the incident.
I couldn't help but feel a tingling in my scalp. Unexpectedly, after breaking out of the small world, it was still the same. Killings are everywhere. In the past, I wanted to break out of the small world and become the only one, but now?
It seems to be for me, or for the sake of the dryad. He's going to take me away, so he's going to kill these people?
"Are you afraid of death?" The old man suddenly squinted his eyes and asked me softly.
I came back to my senses and looked at him steadily. He obviously didn't want to kill me right now. I just don't know what he's trying to do.
With such an old man with more than half of his hair gray, who could have obtained that he had such a powerful combat power?
Instead of putting away his dagger, he stabbed me in the hand.
Looks like he's going to do it to me.
But what struck me was that he said, "You're free." ”
Freely?
Instead of stabbing my hand, he cut the strap that bound me. My left hand was indeed free. He gently threw a short knife in his hand at mine, "Goodbye." Then he turned and walked away.
Be all abroad!
I wanted to stop him. But apparently not wise now. He killed so many people just to let me out? Apparently it's not that simple. It doesn't matter if these people are dead or not; Those ordinary people are going to arrest me now; And when these people die, they just have one more excuse. Even if they really knew that I didn't kill these people, it would only be counted on my head.
I felt a darkness coming over me.
Sure enough, the sky has changed. And this change was first manifested in this old man. In the blink of an eye, he killed all the people here, turned around and left, leaving me alone.
I grabbed the knife, cut the strap that bound me, and finally got out of bed. The ground was already covered with blood from those corpses. My head is still a little dizzy. But I can't stay here for long. You can only go out.
Now I realized that I was wearing a hospital gown. Maybe they really meant to do some research on me. Maybe they'll dissect me and look inside my body.
It's just that I don't know if they actually helped me with my illness.
It doesn't matter so much. Whatever the old man's intentions, it seemed that he saved my life. And where am I going? The old man was obviously going to follow me. He's made it clear that he wants me to have nowhere to run, right?
Walking out of this small room, there was a passage outside the door, which was small enough to accommodate two people walking side by side. It looks like it's underground from any point to all, because it's hot and stuffy, and the air is a little unfresh.
An open iron door in front of it, and a corpse was also lying next to the door.
It seems that the old man was killed from here.
I walked over. After the iron door passed, there were several rooms that looked like offices. I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the way I came, and beyond the room I came from, there was a long passage, and it seemed that there was a base underneath. I just don't know what it's for.
There were also a few corpses in those office-like rooms, still fresh. A lot of documents, and instruments, some of which I recognize, some of which I don't.
Continuing on, it seemed to be the exit, an iron door, hidden, through which it was a staircase, and after going up the stairs, it was a door that looked like a wall. Push it away, and it's just a small room outside. There are desks and things like that in the room.
A doctor-like guy was sitting behind his desk, looking down at something.
"That's it?" He didn't even lift his head.
"Hmm." I answered him.
He still didn't look up, "The old gentleman just left." ”
"Hmm." I looked out the door, and it was clearly a hospital, with a hospital-specific smell. This guy is obviously a real doctor as well. It's just that he doesn't do the work of healers, but wants to do the ghost thing.
It looks like it's on the ground. The old man actually let this guy go. Of course, from the old man's point of view, if he openly kills people on the ground, he will not be able to escape.
I walked out the door, and I couldn't help but walk a little hurriedly.
That guy seemed to be more attentive to reading books or what to read, and he didn't even notice me.
After walking out of this office, I turned my head and realized that it was just an outpatient clinic, and it was written about the Divine Essence Department. I don't see anything special.
Outside is the hallway, and there are a few people in the hallway. Now of course, I can't hold a dagger in my hand. It's just that there are still a few drops of blood splashed on his body. But now there is no way, I can only take one step at a time.
A female nurse walked past me with a medicine and suddenly turned around and asked, "Are you in the hospital?" ”
I ignored her and walked briskly forward.
In front of you is the lobby, there is a front pharmacy and the like, and after passing there is the main entrance. There are a lot of people in this hall, but there are still old men and old women, and young people are relatively rare.
"Hey, call you!" The female nurse actually chased after her.
I couldn't help but turn and glare at him.
"Which ward are you staying in? You can't just walk around. ”
It can be seen that they have no idea what is hidden underneath, and they have no idea what is going on down there.
They are just a group of ordinary people, who come to see when they are sick; If you are not sick, you will not come in.
And me?
I've just been let go by a murderer, and I'm going to face countless people.
"This guy is familiar, do you think he looks like that corpse?" A young man who was waiting to get his medicine suddenly spoke.