Although Tang Juyi thought of many possible ways to "welcome" and was fully prepared, he still did not expect to encounter such a situation.

The sudden step in the air made Tang Juyi feel caught off guard by weightlessness, the original imaginary down-to-earth did not appear, and after opening the door, it seemed to be a bottomless pit, allowing Tang Juyi to fall directly into it.

However, the process of this fall only lasted less than a second, and with a chaotic sound, Tang Juyi came into close contact with the floor.

Bang.

Hitting the ground firmly, Tang Juyi only felt that his chest was blocked, his eyes were dark, and he almost didn't get out of breath, and it took him a long time to recover.

He hadn't experienced this kind of "weak" physical state for a long time, so Tang Juyi was even a little unfamiliar with this feeling.

"I'm convinced...... Is this how you can express your feelings of welcome......"

complained about this malicious setting, and Tang Juyi also staggered up from the ground.

After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Tang Juyi was stunned again:

"Again? What's going on? ”

No longer the warm-toned psychotherapy room before, nor the corridor with faceless portraits, Tang Juyi was standing in a room similar to the structure of a "confinement room", standing in the center of a pile of knocked over instruments.

The walls of this room have been painted for some years, and a large amount of the wall skin has peeled off due to water seepage from the top, revealing the rough concrete inside.

The room was cramped, with a dirty folding bed with severed restraint straps and a few signs that didn't look clean.

Among the instruments scattered on the ground, there are strange tools such as tweezers and syringes, which can easily cause bad associations.

The only exit to the room was an iron door painted white, but it was badly corroded, and the lock was too dead to close completely.

Judging from the layout, it is clear that the role of this room is to give priority to "captivity", and as for other purposes, only the parties themselves know.

Staring at the dirty bed for a long time, his eyes especially on the broken belt for a while, Tang Juyi subconsciously corresponded these pictures with some memories in his mind:

"What's the matter, it's not going to be a private institution like the Ketiri Black Hospital......

Walking around the bed, Tang Juyi didn't find any valuable clues, if I had to say, it was that the smudge on it looked like there was an abstract style - this is of course.

"Well, is this a new illusion? Or is it something completely new? ”

Looking down at his outfit, Tang Juyi found that his clothes had been changed into a light brown sweatshirt with black trousers, and he was also wearing sneakers on his feet, and he didn't know what was in the pockets of his pants.

"Let's see, what is my new identity this time?"

Taking out the things in his pocket with a little expectation, Tang Juyi confirmed that the object was a stack of folded notes the moment he touched it, so he immediately judged that the key information was on it.

Sure enough, a large amount of text was revealed after the paper was spread out, but just like the previous classic setting, many places were covered by inexplicable blood stains, and only two or three lines of clear handwriting were left for Tang Juyi to read.

"As expected."

For this kind of behavior that obviously increases the difficulty of obtaining information, Tang Juyi is no longer surprised.

The writing on the paper is messy and untidy, as if the person writing it was not in a static state. And judging from the ink, these lines were not written at the same time in a short period of time, and it seems that there was a long gap between them.

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Mr. Ota Kuriran, I know that you may not believe me in these things, but I must warn you...... There is a very serious problem in the spiritual world of Masang Anshi...... If you're aware of this, be careful...... His dreams can no longer be called dreams, they are something even more terrifying......

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After reading this, Tang Juyi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then touched the bridge of his nose, and sure enough, he found that he was wearing a familiar pair of thick-rimmed glasses.

"This time, I'm Ota Chestnut?"

Tang Juyi was intrigued by this sudden change in identity, and he was even more looking forward to the truth of this whole incident.

"It's exciting......"

After whispering softly, Tang Juyi folded the note again and put it in his pocket, then picked up a small scalpel and an injection needle on the ground, and put them in his trouser pocket.

In Tang Juyi's opinion, since these items have appeared around, it is definitely not a bad thing to carry them, maybe you will pick up a video tape on the way, and then see a puppet with a permed instant noodle hairstyle, and be told that "I injected a deadly virus into your body" or something (from "Chainsaw") or something......

And the scalpel is of course for self-defense, after all, Tang Juyi at this time is just an ordinary person's physical fitness, in the face of some unexpected situations, a knife is definitely better than bare-handed.

After making preparations, Tang Juyi walked out of this small room, intending to figure out what kind of building he was in first.

That is, when Tang Juyi walked out of the door and saw the other layouts around him clearly, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation for what he saw in front of him:

"I'm dropping a turtle ......"

It is a large structure resembling a circular runway, with a huge oval cavity in the center, and at the bottom is a fountain that has been destroyed beyond recognition, the water pipes in it have broken and broken, and the entire fountain has dried up, only the stains of the water wave form prove that there was once a large flow of water here.

The building has a total of three floors, similar to a vertically stacked circular runway, and Tang Juyi is in the middle of the third floor. As far as the eye could see, each floor of the building was littered with small rooms with equal intervals, similar to the confinement room that Tang Juyi had just left, like some kind of standard of imprisonment.

The fence near the central hollow on each floor was firmly covered with a sturdy barbed wire, as if fearing that someone would escape.

The sunlight outside shone through the barbed wire fence to Tang Juyi's side, and was scattered and broken into pieces of color, but it reflected the hellish scene on earth.

What made Tang Juyi exclaim was not the spectacular building structure, but the scene on the entire circular corridor.

Almost all of the room doors are open, and as you can tell from the crooked frames, this way of opening the door is not the suave type.

Not only that, but the floor and walls were covered in dark brown sputter-shaped stains, and it was not hard to tell from the smell that they were caused by the stains.

The ground was littered with corpses, dressed in the same yellow and white costumes, and many of them had collapsed at the doorways of their respective rooms, even when they died, posing as if they wanted to escape.

As for why Tang Juyi can confirm that they are all dead bodies? Mainly because these people's bodies have been shriveled and dehydrated from long-term exposure to the air, and even after a long time, only a layer of shriveled skin is left that wraps around the bones.

Strangely, there was no stench of decay in the air, and it seemed that none of the corpses were decomposing.

Not only that, but the walls are painted with a large number of indescribable patterns with black paint, as well as a dense collection of strange symbols carved with sharp objects.

These symbols vary in style, but there is a lot of repetition that seems to have a certain pattern of permutations and combinations, just like words.

Helping his glasses, Tang Juyi suddenly laughed:

"I'm more curious about why Ota is in such a place than 'what kind of place is this?'"

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