"Zhou Xueqiu"'s expression suddenly became distorted, and his whole face became terrifying.

The black hair came alive like a wriggling worm, growing longer and longer; And the face that Zhuo Xuan felt extremely familiar with was as if it had been dripped with concentrated sulfuric acid, revealing countless holes, and finally became rotten and black, emitting a fishy smell.

This smell is very similar to the corpse in Zhuo Xuan's memory.

Such a strange scene is happening vividly in front of the eyes of the two of them. Although they had seen similar images countless times, the fear imprinted in their bones made them hardly want to resist.

Zhuo Xuan didn't dare to stay any longer, and the only obsession in his heart was burning with the morgue of the hospital. He took Wan Hongyu's hand and continued to run in the direction of the morgue.

Why did Zhou Xueqiu become like this?

Could it be that the man has been killed by the "beast"?

If he is as strong as him, will he be so tragic in the face of beasts?

……

One bad idea after another was like irrepressible bubbles, which surfaced in Zhuo Xuan's mind one after another. He clenched his teeth, not letting the gurgling movements betray the fear in his heart. If you continue like this, you will only be defeated without a blow.

Now that you've decided to do it, you'll do it with all your might!

The sound of footsteps continued to echo in the corridor, and he pulled Wan Hongyu to run wildly, and strange cries continued to sound behind him; But Zhuo Xuan didn't dare to look back, his chest cavity burned as if it had been ignited by fireworks, and the air mixed into Zhuo Xuan's lungs with a hint of fishy sweetness, snorting like a cow.

It's coming, it's almost there!

The emergency light on the door emitted a bright red light like blood, and the flickering lights could no longer stop Zhuo Xuan's footsteps, his eyes were fixed on the door sealed by a huge lock, and the panic in his heart burned like a flame.

Why locked, how locked!

Zhuo Xuan frantically poked the door panel with a dagger, trying to cut off the lock by force; And when there was a hissing sound like a poisonous snake spitting out letters behind him, Wan Hongyu turned his head sharply, and he clearly saw that at the end of the corridor, around the corner, countless black hair strands spread out, polluting the entire corridor into black.

"Quick! The beast is coming! ”

The hanging heart seemed to jump out of her throat, Wan Hongyu's face had been invaded by despair, she trembled, she thought that there would be resentment and regret in her heart, but for some reason, she actually gave birth to an illusion of relief.

Perhaps, it would not be bad to die here like this, with him......

Zhuo Xuan naturally didn't know what Wan Hongyu was thinking behind him, he only felt that his shoulders seemed to be pressed like a mountain-like burden, and his face was even more red, as if the fire was scorching under his skin.

Knowing that the "beast" would continue to wander here after killing Xu Shilin, he still decided to return to Tinglin Central Hospital...... This decision was made by Zhuo Xuan himself. Zhou Xueqiu and Wan Hongyu believed in themselves, so they entrusted their lives in their own hands...... But is it going to be disappointing after all?

has a strange statue 173 and a script, and after killing Zhang Yunlong, he even obtained the "missionary Bible" of the strange thing transformed by the other party's watch...... However, the statue is in a cooling, and the rest of the tricks are useless!

What if you become more agile than before?

What about the Chosen One who possesses "tricks"?

A sense of despair was deeply enveloped in Zhuo Xuan's heart. At this moment, he turned his head suddenly, only to find that the black hair had spread through two-thirds of the corridor, and at the end, the "beast" that looked similar to Zhou Xueqiu also slowly revealed, with a blank look on his face.

At the moment when Zhuo Xuan was about to give up, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and a small black shadow fell from the top of his head. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately fixed his eyes again, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ground ...... There's a key left behind!

He looked up in disbelief, only to see a gap in the ceiling that was slightly wider.

Who is it that sent such a crucial thing at this time?

The flame of hope was rekindled, and Zhuo Xuan didn't bother to find out who sent the charcoal in the snow, so he picked up the key in a panic and inserted it into the keyhole!

"'Trick' Thief's Key: With the key, you can open any number of locks three times in a twenty-four hours, regardless of the scene, and reset it as many times as you want at 0:00 Tokyo time."

It's still a trick!

Zhuo Xuan was pleasantly surprised, he immediately put the key in his arms and pulled Wan Hongyu into the morgue!

Wan Hongyu casually closed the door, and through the thin door panel, he could still hear the strange "hissing" sound in the corridor. Her face was ugly, and she asked, "What now?" ”

"I can only look for them one by one!"

There wasn't much time left for the two of them, but Zhuo Xuan didn't know which morgue Xu Shilin's body was placed in Zhou Xueqiu's mouth. At a cursory glance, there are dozens of compartments on just one wall, and if you check them one by one, I'm afraid that the progress is less than half, and "Zhou Xueqiu" will break in!

For a monster with that power, the door panel is nothing more than an ornament.

"Don't rush, don't rush, don't rush......"

Zhuo Xuan muttered, the beads of sweat on his forehead became denser and denser, but the movements of his hands did not dare to stop, he pulled out one compartment after another, carefully identified the frozen faces in the body bag, and before he had time to push it back in, he opened another compartment, and so on.

"It's too late!"

Behind him, Zhuo Xuan was still moving, and Wan Hongyu clearly felt that the hissing sound was close at hand. She turned her head gently and glanced at Zhuo Xuan, who was already close to madness, with a faint inexplicable sadness in her eyes.

……

She will never forget that summer, he died in her arms.

The passage of life also took away the temperature she was familiar with. Since then, she has cut off the idea of living alone.

However, people always need a reason to die.

There is no need to be so impassioned, and there is no need to be hot-blooded and indignant, but under a certain situation, a faint sentimentality is driving her "walking dead" to act.

Too late.

It would have been nice if we had met earlier.

Wan Hongyu pushed the door open, then walked out slowly, and then closed the door.

……

When he noticed the abnormal movement beside him, Zhuo Xuan had already raised his head in horror.

The movement of his hands stopped as if they had been sealed in a photograph, and his bloodless lips trembled slightly, as if he were screaming silently.

"No, no......"

"Don't!"

And the moment this cry erupted, the light that lit up in front of him rejoined into a thin line, and finally disappeared.