The dry, yellow, wrinkled walls, unpainted, look a little worn and old, and at intervals there are frames nailed to them, in which are hand-painted portraits of lifelike figures, and the black and white lines seem to outline the portraits, all of which are gazed at with a calm, suffocating gaze.

It was clear that they were all portraits of dead objects, but Kakashi felt that the eyeballs on those portraits were staring straight at him, as if those eyeballs would move with his movements!

Evil Sect to the Extreme!

In fact, it was just the construction of solid geometry and a little bit of modern drawing techniques by the dean.

But in the eyes of indigenous ninjas who don't respect science, it's inevitable that they can't think wildly and associate with some inexplicable monsters.

Lu Xun!

Copernicus!

Lu Shuren!

Newton!

Addison!

.....

As Kakashi went, his eyes filled with portraits of evil sects, strange names, and words that could be called chaotic and crazy underneath the portraits.

For example: give me a bottle of scalpel, I can pry your brain; Humans were transformed from monkeys; Half of the time ahead of the times are geniuses, and one step ahead of the times are psychiatrists!!

The portrait of the evil sect and the crazy text are combined, as if the people in the painting have come to life, whispering in his ear over and over again, instilling their ideas before their deaths.

"Ideas?"

Kakashi felt that his mind was not right, he actually recognized those words as ideas, and they should have been just the last words of the portrait!

Kakashi was inexplicably irritable in his heart, he looked at the winding corridor in front of him, looked at the endless portrait, the corners of his mouth suddenly showed a hideous, and the short knife in his hand was pulled out, spinning and splitting the frames of the paintings.

The wooden frame shattered, and the portrait shredded pieces of faces, falling to the ground along with the pieces of writing paper, and Kakashi stepped under his feet and walked over.

"What are you doing?"

The angry shouts were like the broken throat of a dry duck pierced by a blade, and the leaking wind mixed with the murderous machine, sounding from the darkness at the other end of the corridor,

The next moment,

But it was like a flood that engulfed everything, enveloping Kakashi.

A figure suddenly appeared behind Kakashi, his red, bloodshot eyes locked on him, and the unconcealed terrifying killing intent melted into the scalpel, stabbing at Kakashi's major neck artery from top to bottom.

"Destroy the portraits of the ancestors of the hospital and trample on the hard work of the director, you deserve to die!"

In a low and suppressed cry for his life, a goosebump exploded on the back of Kakashi's neck, and a cold air rushed straight to the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and the rich smell of blood went around his nose from behind, and he lowered his head and shrank his neck forward, and at the same time the short knife in his hand slashed backwards!

With a crisp cracking sound, the thin scalpel snapped in response, and the shattered blades crashed into the walls on either side.

Kakashi suddenly looked back at the pair of blood-stained eyes behind him, and the clothes on his back were torn in a long, narrow opening, diagonally across half of his back from left to right, blood splattering, staining his clothes red.

.....

"What sound?"

Leaning against the wall, he walked without a sound, and the whole person seemed to melt into the shadows, Inuzuka, whose footsteps suddenly stopped, and his ears pricked up, as if he heard two short screams in succession.

One is irrepressible anger, and the murderous intent revealed in the voice can be heard by a fool.

The other was farther apart, more hurried, and more frightened.

The former voice was unfamiliar, and the latter was a highly recognizable sound of horror with soil, and the direction from which the two voices came from was just staggered from the position where Inuzuka was advancing.

"It should be that Kakashi and Obito are in danger, and it just so happens that they lured the people in the building away for me, so I can go and find traces of that monster's existence."

Inuzuka's eyes flashed with a cunning light, he didn't think that what Obito and Kakashi were bumping into now was the monster itself, because it couldn't be so fast, according to the step-by-step common sense, the monster hidden behind the curtain would always appear at the end.

Inuzuka listened to the sound, dodging Kakashi and Obito's location, and carefully walked all the way to the entrance and exit of the spiral staircase, during which he used his rich experience in working behind enemy lines to avoid a sleepy-eyed woman wearing a mask, and a pink eye imp who rushed out of the dormitory with an excited face.

Other than that

He also found two people hiding in hidden corners, holding each other's heads and shivering with their eyes closed.... Everyman?

Perfectly avoided all the way, Inuzuka looked at the fork in the stairs in front of him, frowned and thought, according to Obito's intelligence, the last time he saw that monster appeared on the top platform.

Inuzuka looked at the spiral staircase that winded up, and the staircase that went up was not visible in the darkness, and when he looked up, he could vaguely see a door open at the top, and the moonlight was pouring down from it.

Looking down, only a cold iron door blocked the entrance, and it was as dark as death, as if an unknown horror was buried.

"Up or down? That's a problem! ”

Inuzuka pulled out two hairs in thought, and finally looked at the iron door in the basement, this is not a reasoning analysis, this is only because people who walk in the dark are more inclined to believe that dangerous secrets like corpses like buried under the ground.

The door is locked!

It doesn't work!

The door locks in this world are ridiculously like window paper, which can be broken when stabbed, and they can't stop anyone at all, they can only listen to the sound.

Inuzuka put his hands on the iron door, and was about to forcibly break the lock, and then, his movements suddenly stopped, and at the edge of his vision he saw a black cat curled up there, with a pair of shoes next to it, and then his eyes moved up to see a white coat.

"Uchiha Rush!"

Inuzuka had a name in his mind, and he saw a face slowly emerging in the darkness, and a pair of white eyes were looking at it faintly, as if there was a deep bottomless black hole hidden in the back of the white mass.

Facing that pair of indifferent eyes, Inuzuka had an inexplicable discomfort in his heart, his face changed imperceptibly, and then squeezed out a touch of anxiety.

"He Urgent, we already know the truth of the matter, Brother Daitu and I have come to save you, are you locked up here, is that monster there? I'll pick the lock open, and come with me!" ”

"The truth? Monster? ”

In the voice of surprise, He hurriedly watched Inuzuka's performance, the corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc, and he replied to Inuzuka's question: "The monster is not here~"

Click!

The iron gate bar is deformed and opened.

"Isn't the monster here, great, let's go!" Inuzuka Sa stretched out his hand to grab Heji, and a touch of disappointment flashed in his eyes, replaced by a deeply hidden killing intent....