The lights of the empty hallway flickered, and the little girl stepped on the fluffy pink rabbit ears and dragged softly in the hallway to an ethereal rhythm.

With the little girl's immature and innocent voice, the words she sang were very weird.

Bisheng was sung by her again with the feeling of a nursery rhyme.

The lights in the corridor were getting dimmer and dimmer, and Leng Ye was slowly following Yan Zhuo's pace behind.

The little girl seemed to notice something, and suddenly looked back, Leng Ye hurriedly found a room to hide.

I pushed open a door and walked in, it was dark inside, and it was cold.

He forced himself to hide calmly in the darkness, listening to the footsteps of the little girl walking away.

The cold sweat on his forehead was sliding down in large drops.

But at this time, I couldn't hear the little girl's singing and footsteps.

He closed his eyes and was about to push open the door and go out to take a look.

But at this moment, the doorknob in front of him turned, and then someone slowly pushed it open from the outside.

Then, a small white hand slowly stretched out of the cold light into the darkness.

There was a "snap", and the lights in the room were turned on.

Yan Zhuo kicked open the door of the room, and his petite body stood under Leng Ye's eyes.

Then he slowly raised his head and said with an innocent and pure smile: "Brother Leng Ye...... What are you doing in the morgue? ”

"Look, a lot of brothers and sisters behind you are staring at you~"

"If you come to the morgue without permission, you will disturb the rest of your brothers and sisters~"

The little girl was wearing a hospital gown, and her whole body was very white, like a strange paleness.

And at this moment, the incandescent light turned on, and Leng Ye looked back...... Obediently, he did break into a morgue full of corpses.

Dozens of corpses were placed inside, all on stretchers.

I covered my whole body with a white cloth, but there were a few who didn't know why I felt like they were blown by the wind.

The white cloth was lifted in the corner, or the pale arm that climbed up the corpse spot fell.

Dangling in mid-air under a stretcher......

The scene was extremely eerie, and it was clear that it was sunny and daylight outside.

But it's like another world, cold and eerie, and there's a chilling eerie feel about it!

"......" Leng Ye's face, which had always been moody, turned white in an instant!

Yan ...... Miss Yan, let's get out of here quickly, this is not a place where living people should stay! ”

"It's okay if you want to go out for a walk alone, but this is not the place to walk, so I'll take you up!"

Leng Ye said that he wanted to leave here quickly with Yan Zhuo.

I didn't bother to wonder why he was so careful.

But it will still be discovered by Yan Zhuo's counter-reconnaissance, and he will be arrested!

"Hmm...... How does this work? My brother and sister's quilt was turned up. ”

"If you don't help them cover it, they'll catch a cold~"

The little girl's immature voice is so innocent and cute, but it makes people feel chills down their spines!

I saw Yan Zhuo calmly walking to the several corpses that had been covered with white corpse cloths, and very intimately helped them re-cover the white cloths.

A little girl's arm fell out, and she carefully helped her pull it up and put it away, and sorted out the body for them!

That posture was even a little professional, and Leng Ye almost forgot that the little girl was taking care of the corpse.

She looked as if she was just fiddling with a work of art that she thought was precious!

"Okay, Brother Leng Ye...... Since you like to follow Yan Yan so much. ”

"Then let's accompany Yan Yan to play a game, it is said that the man brought out of the dungeon is dead?"

"But those who have passed through the hands of Gong Shen (woe) are not so easy to get rid of~"

The little girl narrowed her fox eyes and smiled, and then took the lead in stepping on her fluffy slippers and walked out.

The moment she walked out of the morgue, the lights were directly turned off, and Leng Ye could only follow hard!

Around and around, Yan Zhuo opened the door of a cold room.

On an operating table-like autopsy table, Helian Bo Ye lay quietly on it, as if he was dead!

Yan Zhuo walked over, his white and tender little hands swept over his neck, and a thin needle that was almost invisible was inserted into his acupuncture point .......

The corpse suddenly moved......