It is no longer the old days, and many superstitious things have gradually become clear under scientific research.

For example, the study of spirits.

Huo Fatzi's basic information distributed in their department has a lot of introductions about spirits, including Chen Xian's understanding of spirits.

Spirits are the highest embodiment of the convergence of spiritual energy and consciousness of living beings, and their ability is also related to their own magnetic field, and the strong magnetic field is their own strength.

The heavier the Yin particles in the air, the stronger the spirit's magnetic field, which is common knowledge recognized by aliens.

At this moment, it is late at night, and it is the time when the yin qi in religion increases sharply, and it is pouring rain, which can be regarded as encountering the so-called heavenly yin cover of Taoism.

Therefore, it is not strange that these spirit bodies that have just died can appear in front of Chen Xian and them in such a real state.

"These are supposed to be patients in a mental hospital, right?" Chen Xian asked casually, looking left and right, these spirits were naked and undressed, so he didn't dare to determine the identity of these spirits.

"Possibly." Huo Fatzi replied, speaking very carefully, and lowered his voice, for fear of attracting the attention of these spirits, "I have read the information of this hospital, there are hundreds of patients, and there are only dozens of doctors and nurses, there are at least hundreds of spirits here, right?" ”

"Probably more than that." Chen Xian shook his head.

The corridor destroyed by the fire was pitch black and deep, and those "people" who should not have existed came to the first floor of the mental hospital, facing Chen Xian and them in the corridor, constantly banging their heads against the wall.

This was originally a confined space, and if you talk a little louder, the echo will become very loud, so at this time, all Chen Xian and they can hear is the sound of banging against the wall.

The blackened heads, the sound of hitting the wall is dull, and there is a sense of rhythm, which seems to make people inexplicably immersed in it.

Huo Fatzi only listened for a while, his eyes became blank, as if he had lost the ability to control his autonomy, and his body slowly swayed from side to side following the sound of hitting the wall.

Chen Xian glanced at him, stretched out his hand and pinched the others.

The sharp pain made Huo Fatzi come back to his senses, as if he hadn't realized what had happened before, and covered his mouth and glared at Chen Xian: "What are you doing!" ”

"You want to hit the wall too?" Chen Xian looked at him amusedly.

Huo Fatzi was stunned for a second, as if he remembered his previous abnormality, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"These spirits are not very hostile to us, so there is no need to deal with them."

Chen Xian said in a low voice, gently patted Huo Fatzi on the arm, and motioned for him to let go of the gun and not mess around.

"They are dead people, they have resentment and hatred in their hearts, and they may be able to calm down if they are not stimulated, if we make a lot of noise...... Things can get troublesome. ”

Huo Fatzi let go of his right hand holding the pistol, and felt that he was indeed a little out of shape, just some spirits, it turned out that he had never seen it, what was there to be nervous about?

"What now?" Huo Fatzi asked.

"Hold your breath and follow me, and be careful not to touch them."

After Chen Xian said this, he held his breath and cautiously led Huo Fatzi to the depths of the corridor.

The corridor was already narrow, and there were patients standing on the left and right sides with their backs to Chen Xian, so they could only walk through the narrow gap in the middle, and they had to pay attention to their posture and make sure that they didn't touch those patients as much as possible.

Under the light of Huo Fatzi's flashlight, the deep corridor was still so depressed that it was breathless, like a dark tunnel with no end in sight.

Neither of them dared to make a sound, and even the sound of walking was kept to a minimum.

For a moment, all that remained in the deep and dreary corridor was the sound of patients hitting the wall.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

Each patient was naked, his skin was charred black, and in some parts even the skin was cracked, and the cracks were slightly curled like fried fish fillets, revealing the burned muscle tissue under the skin.

The smell of roast meat, which smelled quite good at first, slowly became disgusting and disgusting, and the aroma was mixed with an indescribable greasy rancid smell, the smell of high-temperature cooking of human fat, almost like a can of spoiled lard that had been exposed to the sun.

Although it was embarrassing to say it, Huo Fatzi really wanted to vomit.

Time flies very slowly at such times, and every second passes with extraordinary clarity.

By the time they made their way through the hellish hallway, about three minutes had passed.

Halfway through, Chen Xian and Huo Fatzi held their breath until they completely walked out of the patient pile before they dared to resume breathing.

"How do I need to search it?" Chen Xian asked, looking back at the charred patients, with a smile on his white face, "There are a lot of wards here, and if you need a carpet search, you may have to work until the next morning." ”

"Don't bother, just go to the dean's office and have a look."

Huo Fatzi said, pointing to the corner in front of him: "I have seen the floor plan of this hospital, and the director's office is behind the corner on the first floor." ”

During the interrogation of Hong Jinxi, Huo Fatzi got general information.

The structure of the building in the psychiatric hospital is a hollow shape, with four sides of the inpatient department, medical department, and other medical rooms, and in the middle is a large empty patio space, where there is a small independent building, where Hong Jinxi and the others planted it before.

According to Hong Jinxi, the batch of gold bricks purchased by the mental hospital was also transported into that house.

What's out there?

Huo Fatzi wanted to know the answer, because in his opinion, the most elusive place in the entire hospital was the small independent building in the patio.

What the building is for, this fat man can't guess, but it's so hidden...... There's definitely something amazing in there!

"Okay, then we'll go to the dean's office now."

Chen Xian said, continuing to open the way in front of Huo Fatzi.

The corridor of this mental hospital looks very unlucky, although this description is a bit abstract, but it gives Chen Xian the feeling that this is it, and every corner exudes an ominous atmosphere.

walls, ceilings, floors.

Beneath the scorched blackness, there was a color of blood, dark red and deep.

Is it blood?

It doesn't seem to be.

They are darker in color and duller than blood.

"Xiao Chen, do you feel something is wrong?"

"Yes."

After receiving Chen Xian's reply, Huo Fatzi raised his hand and scratched his arm a few times, his expression was indescribably uncomfortable.

"Why do I feel a little panicked...... Huo Fatzi muttered.

"Your sixth sense is pretty accurate." Chen Xian grinned, and a trace of solemnity flashed on his delicate face.

Perhaps because of his identity as an alien, Chen Xian's perception is much stronger than that of ordinary people, especially when some dangers are still unknown, he can sense most of them in advance.

It's a biological instinct, a beastly intuition.

At this point, he already felt the danger, and this sense of danger ...... It's coming from the hallway behind the corner in front!

"Be careful." Chen Xian said.

In the next second, he took Huo Fatzi over the corner and came to the corridor where the dean's office was located.

When he saw this corridor, Chen Xian couldn't help frowning, and Huo Fatzi was so surprised that he lost his voice.

"This ..... What's going on? Huo Fatzi asked with wide eyes.

This hallway is outrageously clean!

The porcelain white floor tiles are spotless, and the whitewashed walls are as white as snow, and there is no trace of fire.

Didn't this fire burn here?

"Xiao Chen, what's going on?" Huo Fatzi asked.

Chen Xian looked at it carefully for a while, shook his head and said that he didn't know, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The scale of the fire was obvious to all, and it should be impossible to say that it did not burn here, but this corridor did not show signs of burning, but looked like it had just been carefully cleaned.

Don't......

Suddenly, Chen Xian thought of a possibility.

But he looked around, but he couldn't figure it out.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much...... Chen Xian muttered.

In the middle of the hallway, there is an extremely conspicuous door, which is very different from the doors of the other rooms, and exudes a sense of superiority.

"That's supposed to be the dean's office."

"Xiao Chen, let's go over and have a look!"

It was a brand new mahogany door, which seemed to have just been installed, and you could even smell the undissipated smell of paint on it.

Huo Fatzi was eager to try, just thinking about opening the door quickly and going in to have a look, maybe he could find the key in the dean's room.

But compared to him, Chen Xian's expression was not so good-looking, and he was even a little depressed.

The closer you get to this door, the stronger the premonition of danger.

"Maybe the key is in there...... If they hadn't transferred......"

Huo Fatzi was so excited that he muttered to himself, raised his hand and grabbed the doorknob, and was about to push the door hard, but Chen Xian suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't open the door!"

Hearing Chen Xian's cold words, Huo Fatzi subconsciously shuddered, hurriedly let go of the doorknob, turned his face to look at Chen Xian and asked, "What's wrong?" Is there a situation? ”

"There are voices." Chen Xian said in a low voice.

Huo Fatzi hurriedly quieted down, pricked up his ears and listened carefully, wanting to hear what Chen Xian said.

But there was still a silent silence in the corridor, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as a pin drop, so where were the other sounds?

"Could it be that you heard me wrong?" Huo Fatzi asked.

"That's right, it's inside."

Chen Xian said this, took a step forward, and put his ear on the door.

There was a lot of stuff inside, and the sound of paper flipping.

Looks like someone is writing in it?

The sound of the tip of the pen scratching the paper is very familiar to Chen Xian.

"Someone." Chen Xian said in a low voice.

"People?" Huo Fatzi frowned.

Chen Xian thought about it and said, not sure.

"I'll take the lead, you be careful."

As he spoke, Chen Xian grabbed the doorknob and twisted it slightly.

With an extremely crisp sound of mechanical turning, the office door opened in an instant.

Huo Fatzi pulled out his pistol and stood on one side against the wall, leaving Chen Xian alone outside the door.

It was dark in the dean's room.

The curtains were all closed, there were no lights, and no light source could be found, so it can be said that the visibility in this was terrifyingly low, even if Huo Fatzi had the courage to take a look at it, he couldn't see anything.

This office seemed to be swallowed up by darkness, and the strange atmosphere made even Chen Xian feel uneasy.

Huo Fatzi was about to shake it in with a flashlight, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was stopped by Chen Xian.

"Don't use a flashlight, I can see."

Chen Xian's eyesight is relatively average, not much different from ordinary people, but he can see in the dark, which is also one of the biggest differences between him and ordinary people.

In his eyes, the visibility of this room was low, but it was not so bad that he could not see anything.

The dean's room was very simple and surprisingly cramped, not as good as the wards that I had passed by.

It's about ten square meters.

There was only a desk, a leather chair, and nothing else.

In that only chair, sat a "weirdo".

This is also the reason why Chen Xian didn't dare to let Huo Fatzi turn on the lights, for fear of alarming it.

The naked man was as skinny as wood, and his thin body was just like a skull frame wrapped in a layer of skin, and there was no fat to be seen at all, and his eye sockets were frighteningly sunken.

The light here was so dim that even if Chen Xian could see things in the dark, he still couldn't tell what color its skin was.

At this point, its withered fingers clutched a fountain pen, and kept writing something in a notebook.

Doesn't seem to be a spirit?

Chen Xian looked at the strange man with some curiosity in his eyes, and planned to get closer and observe it again.

Without waiting for Huo Fatzi to say anything, Chen Xian took a step forward and stepped over the threshold into the dean's room.

The moment he walked into the room, he didn't notice it.

Behind the office door......

Gone.