88 Sunset (6)
As the doctor fell to the ground, Mrs. Wang was seen standing behind the doctor, who was holding her bloodied hand in fear and looking at us in panic: "I, I ......"
"How could you ......" here?
Mrs. Wang knelt on the ground with a "poof", and kowtowed to us with her hands on the ground: "Miss Ban, Master Qiu, I beg you, take me out of here?" No matter where I go, as long as I can get out of here, you can do whatever I want! ā
In the middle of the sound, I reacted and told her to get up, but she didn't listen, so she kowtowed hard and insisted that I agree to take her away, and she knocked so hard that her head was broken and bleeding.
"If you're going to call everyone here, you're going to keep crying here." I whispered angrily, "I'll see how you get out of here then." ā
When she heard this, she paused, and finally stopped crying loudly, but still looked at us with teary eyes and pleading.
"If you have anything to say, stand up and say it well."
As soon as the majestic voice of the Qiu poet came out, Mrs. Wang stood up timidly.
"What's going on?" I asked, and at the same time I looked at the dead doctor, I saw too much of the cruel and bloody picture, but I didn't feel much of this kind of one-knife killing, but I paid attention to the dazed soul of the doctor standing next to his corpse after he died.
The spirit didn't stay long, and a gust of wind blew in the distance, and the doctor's soul was like a piece of paper, swept up by the wind, and it was about to be blown away.
The Qiu poet moved, a talisman was struck, and it was attached to the soul, and the light and fluttering soul was immediately as heavy as Mount Tai, standing firmly in place, no matter how the yin wind blew, and even the corners of the clothes did not move.
The yin wind blew back and forth a few times before gradually dissipating, and Qiu Shishi picked up the doctor's soul.
Mrs. Wang and Fang Shan couldn't see all this, Fang Shan was still looking at the Quartet with martial law, Mrs. Wang heard me asking, so she cried and said, even if she tried to suppress it, she still revealed her fear, and her hands kept waving: "Here, the people here are crazy, the doctors are crazy, the nurses are crazy, they want to kill us, I can't stand it, I'd rather die, I don't want to stay here anymore." ā
As she spoke, she knelt down before us again: "Please take me out of here, let me do whatever I want!" ā
"You can do anything?" I rolled my eyes and asked rhetorically.
Mrs. Wang was afraid that I wouldn't believe it, so she nodded again and again: "I, I'm willing to do anything?" ā
"Then you must know a lot of secrets here? What do patients do in the woods every night? ā
When Mrs. Wang heard this, her face turned pale.
I knew there was a drama when I watched it: "It seems that I do know a lot, we are going to the forest now, if we want to take you out of here, you can go with us and show us the way, how about it?" ā
Mrs. Wang's eyes wandered, and she was shouting that she could do anything, but she grabbed her neck and cringed in fear: "But, but, this place is very terrible, they will kill our ......"
"Then you can go back." Qiu Shishi said directly.
Mrs. Wang was a little confused: "Going, where are you going?" ā
I laughed: "Where did you just come from, as for the doctor's death, if they can't find it, you'll be lucky, if they want to find out, then we can't do anything." ā
We didn't kill people.
Qiu Shishi was already impatient and waited for me to finish, and was about to leave with me, but Mrs. Wang pounced and grabbed his trouser leg: "You can't go, that place is hell......"
Under the gaze of Qiu Shishi, she had to let go of her hand, and could only swing her hand from side to side: "Can't go, can't go......"
"Get out."
As soon as the Qiu poet's temper came, he hugged my waist so hard that my feet almost left the ground, and let him hold it and cross Mrs. Wang.
When Mrs. Wang saw it, she panicked, and her kneeling legs moved several steps towards us, and said anxiously: "I'll take you, I'll take you." ā
Only then did Qiu Shishi pause, and Mrs. Wang saw that there was a play, so she hurriedly said: "I know a lot of their secrets. ā
He grabbed my waist like a child, turned half of my body, and I kicked my legs a little funny, and quickly took out his solemnity to Mrs. Wang: "Aren't you afraid? ā
Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you can take me out...... Otherwise, if you stay here, sooner or later you will die! ā
I looked at the poet for his advice, and he rubbed my hair with his other hand, and said to Mrs. Wang indifferently, "Then follow me." ā
After speaking, he didn't say wait for Mrs. Wang, turned around and walked away with his long legs, Fang Shan followed closely, I looked back, Mrs. Wang didn't mind at all, quickly wiped away her tears and stood up, trotting to catch up, for fear of being too far away from us.
"What about the two security guards and the nurse?" When Mrs. Wang got closer, I asked, if Mrs. Wang had killed the three of them, and I had not seen their souls, and if they had been swept away by the wind, it was likely that our actions would have been discovered.
"Don't worry, I just knocked them out."
I nodded, it's good that I'm not dead, and the people behind my back shouldn't notice the abnormality so quickly.
We stole the cat to the entrance of the garden to the forest, and once again saw the doctors, nurses and patients, who were about to start the "shopping" activity again, but this time, the leading doctor looked more anxious, and looked in the direction from time to time, for fear that we would appear again, while urging the nurses to speed up their movements and drive the patients into the forest.
After they entered, Qiu Shiren played two talisman seals at the entrance, and there were faint water waves on both sides of the door, and when I looked at it again, I couldn't see anything, Qiu Shiren pulled me and ran towards the entrance, and entered the forest from the entrance openly, Fang Shan and Mrs. Wang followed behind, and found that it was okay, which was amazing: "There are several people guarding the entrance, why can't they see us?" ā
Of course I can't see it, I thought proudly, last night the poet found out where the people guarding the entrance were hiding, and just now those two sigils formed a barrier, just blocking the perspective of those people.
Tonight, instead of dividing into two groups, the patients walked together, and we followed them and soon found the cabin.
We hid in the shadows, and when they all went in, Qiu Shiren opened his palm, and the paper crane he released flew back into his palm at some point, and then he said, "No one is watching." ā
Although it was strange that there was no one to guard such an important place, Qiu Shishi still led me to the wooden house, I thought that it would not be long before I could see where they would lead after entering, but when we approached the wooden house and secretly looked inside, there was no one inside.
After walking into the wooden house, looking around, and making sure that the group of patients and nurses were gone, I looked at Mrs. Wang: "Didn't you say that you know a lot, then you should know where they went, right?" ā
From the moment Mrs. Wang came in, she shrank at the door with a pale face and refused to step in, as if she was very afraid of this place, and now when I asked, she trembled, and finally slowly moved in, and pointed to a certain place: "There is a switch." ā
It was the penultimate level of the container behind the counter, against the wall.
I walked over and saw that there were still piles of debris on it, so I reached out to remove the debris, but as soon as I moved those things, I was immediately grabbed by Qiu Shishi's arm and moved away, and then looked at the place where I had touched, the pile of debris seemed to be moving.
No, it's something pressing under the clutter...... In a few seconds I knew that a few hairy bugs, about the length of a fingernail, a bit like chubby maggots, slowly crawled out, spun around and burrowed under the debris.
My hair stood on end: "How can there be bugs?" ā
Qiu Shishi pulled me a little farther away, and then I was about to lift the debris, so I quickly grabbed him: "What if this insect is poisonous?" ā
Looking left and right, I took a ruler and gave it to him, and watched him use the ruler to lift the debris, revealing the worms that were spinning around underneath, nesting one by one, looking very disgusting, and I didn't even dare to swallow saliva in my stomach.
But I also found out that after the clutter was gone, there was indeed a switch inside, but the switch was crawling with bugs.
"Are you sure they're using this switch?" I confronted Mrs. Wang, "So many bugs! "Those people dare to touch it?
"They are not afraid," said Mrs. Wang with great certainty, "and, every time their hand reaches out, the worms run away in fear." ā
Did those people take some kind of medicine, or did they put something on their hands?
When I was guessing, Qiu Shiren threw a piece of rune paper over, and the rune paper turned into a fireball, scorching those bugs, and the bugs suddenly panicked and wanted to escape, but no matter how they ran, they couldn't leave the range of the fireball, and the strange thing was that the fireball roasted the bugs one by one, but it had no effect on the entire container, and in the end, the place that had been burned by the fire was not black, leaving only a pile of ashes left by the bugs.
Qiu Shishi's hand swept away, and the invisible wind blew the ashes away, but he still used the ruler in his hand to turn on the switch.
The floor shook beneath my feet, and Qiu Shishi led me away, and then a tunnel appeared where we had just stood.
"Let's go."
Qiu Shishi pulled me down first, and didn't let Mrs. Wang take the lead because she knew something, so Mrs. Wang breathed a few sighs of relief.
As we walked down a little bit, the ground changed from stone steps to steel stairs, and all sides were luxuriously manicured, with lights on all sides, including the stairs at the bottom, which were a little dazzling.
After walking about four or five floors, the stairs reached the end, and the road tended to be gentle.
"There is surveillance ahead," Mrs. Wang said loudly, "There is only this way, how can we get there?" ā
Qiu Shiren quickly folded a paper crane, the paper crane flew up from his hand, flew into the passage, and when we walked to the place where there was monitoring, we found that the so-called monitoring is not just a monitor, but a densely distributed pinhole monitoring, 360 degrees without dead ends, and Qiu Shishi's paper crane split out of many children and grandchildren, each small paper crane is just attached to the pinhole camera, gently shaking their wings.
"There's so much surveillance here, but there's no one in the cabin above?" I asked often suspiciously, and it didn't seem quite right.
"The wooden house above is meant to be shown to people, and the people here are very careful, they have long been ready for someone to come here to check at any time, so it is impossible to have a camera in the wooden house, so as not to leave any handle for the people who come to check, anyway, they are not afraid of being found The switch, ordinary people, can not see the switch."
"Can't see it?"
"Those are not ordinary insects," Qiu Shishi said lightly, "they will form a blindfold, ordinary people will only see those cabinets rotten and insected, and they really can't see the switch." ā
Speaking of this, he looked at Mrs. Wang with considerable interest: "You can see it." ā
"IāI'm the one who only saw it later."
"Oh? Something to do with the experiments they did? ā
Mrs. Wang seemed to think of something, her face turned pale and nodded, she saw that Qiu Shishi could talk to her like this, thinking that Master Qiu was not disgusted with her, and deliberately leaned towards him.
The poet didn't ask any more questions, as if I wasn't curious about the experiment at all, but I, from his left to the right, squeezed Mrs. Wang, who was trying to lean towards the poet.
Mrs. Wang did not dare to say anything, but shrank and continued to follow us.
There is no need to be afraid of surveillance with the shelter of a small paper crane, and after walking for a while, I saw two closed doors.
"There's someone behind the door." The poet glanced at the two doors, and came to this conclusion, he told us to stand still, and when we reached the door, a piece of rune paper stood in his fingers, and began to burn from the top, and the smoke emitted from the burning went through the crack in the door.
When the rune paper burned out and there was no ash, Qiu Shiren directly broke the lock on the door and pushed the door in.
The two guards had already fallen to the ground unconscious.
It's really better than incense.
Qiu Shishi has all kinds of rune paper, and they also have various functions, which makes me very envious and want to learn, but he doesn't want me to touch those rune papers.
We then touched a few more doors, but they couldn't help Qiu Poet, even if the door was a combination lock or fingerprint lock, he always had a way to open it...... So when Kang Wenwen was locked in the pool, he just didn't want to save people and let it go.
Walking into the seventh door, it was no longer a passage, but a hall, with doors on both sides in front, and Mrs. Wang pointed to the door on the left: "This door we enter every time, I don't know the rest." ā
"Let's go this way." Qiu Shiren chose the door on the left without thinking about it, and his trust made Mrs. Wang purse her lips and smile shyly.
Strictly speaking, she is not old, and she has been well maintained in the past two years, but she can be this kind of shy girl, which is really beautiful...... Well, I just don't like her!
I snorted, but didn't say anything, no matter what the poet thought, I believed him anyway.
Open the door on the left, it is still a passage, but this passage is very short, less than three meters long, you can see another door, but although this passage is also bright, the light is blue-purple, and it is bright along the way, like coming from heaven to the demon world.
Open the door on the opposite side of the passage, and there is a small hall, different from the high-tech outside, this small hall is octagonal, there are a total of eight walls, each wall is made of black crystal, reflecting the darkness, you can see your own shadow, but like a kaleidoscope, there are your own shadows in all directions, so that people's eyes have to see flowers.
As soon as we walked in, the door behind us closed automatically, and on the ground, the corners formed between the walls and the walls, each radiating two lines, a complex and simple eight-pointed star formed at our feet.
"What is this place, how do you get out?" Fang Shan, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but ask, the door that just came in was already one of the eight walls, and after turning half a little, he forgot where we just came in, because every wall was exactly the same, and the octagonal shapes were equal, and it was difficult to find the mark.
I also looked at Mrs. Wang, who brought us here.
After receiving our gaze, Mrs. Wang waved her hand in a panic: "When we were brought down, we were actually a little delirious, but I do remember that we were brought here, and then they touched one of the walls, and the door opened. ā
"Which wall?"
"This ...... This ......" Mrs. Wang hesitated and looked at the eight walls one by one, but she could not draw a conclusion.
But it seemed real to her, and it would be doubtful that she could walk outside with ease and look normal if she was so familiar with the route.
After Fang Shan couldn't help but urge again, Mrs. Wang gritted her teeth and pointed to one of the walls: "It should be, it should be this side." ā
Fang Shan took the initiative to investigate, one of his tasks was to protect me, but along the way, there was almost no use for the hateful poet, and now that he found an opportunity, he must show it.
He touched the wall with his reconnaissance technique, and he didn't miss anything but the top of his head, and then frowned and turned back to tell us, "Nothing." ā
When we looked at Mrs. Wang again, she trembled with fear, and then looked at the poet with pity: "It is impossible for them to let me know how to open this door, and I have told you what I have seen." ā
Qiu Shiren didn't mean to blame her, walked to Fang Shan's side, looked at the wall together, and after half a sound, said: "This room is actually a magic circle, the moment the door closes, the array is activated." ā
He looked at himself on the mirror-like wall, and curled the corners of his mouth imperceptibly: "Fun is coming." ā
As if to confirm his words, as soon as the words fell, the eight-pointed star under our feet lit up, and we stared at it in amazement, and found that the eight-pointed star actually turned up, and it turned faster and faster, and we were all dizzy, unable to stand firmly on the ground, and had to close our eyes.
But even if I closed my eyes, the pattern of the eight-pointed star was still engraved in my mind, and I kept turning and turning, and finally I fell down weakly, and my stomach was churning and I wanted to vomit.
At this time, I suddenly "perceived" something to hit my head, I opened my eyes, and I saw a person falling from above, and stopped when he was about to hit the ground, it turned out that his feet were wrapped in a thread, and the person was hanging upside down, and his head almost hit the ground, just facing me who had fallen to the ground.
The man's face was blue and black, and he could still see corpse spots on his skin, and he looked like he had been dead for a long time, but as soon as I came to this conclusion, this man's eyes suddenly moved.
As soon as I felt bad, this person bit me with his mouth open, I tried to dodge, as soon as the person moved, the dizziness that had just eased immediately hit, I could no longer bear to lie on the ground and retch, and after the hanging person didn't bite me, he shook up and down like a swing, and every time he shook it, he could get closer to me, and just like that, he bit me again, just a little bite, he could bite my nose.
I gathered my strength, and when he shook it back and forth, I punched him so hard that he shook him from up and down to side and from side to side, and I put my hands on the ground and tried to crawl away, and I was so dizzy that I couldn't exert any strength, and finally I simply rolled over and away from the upside-down man, although I was even more dizzy because of this, and I fell on the ground and vomited again, and then I was startled by another living dead who fell in front of me.
When I stepped back and barely stood up, I found that in the entire octagonal room, there were already several such immortal people, all hanging upside down and rocking, with their mouths open to bite you, waving their hands to grab you.
At first, you can find empty seats to stand up to you so they can't touch you, but as more and more of these living dead fall, you can barely find a place to hide, let alone shake them.
"Dead people?" I dodged them in a daze, trying to crawl towards the location of the poet, and if I bit my head, I hammered it open, and I grabbed my claws, and I could avoid it, and if I couldn't avoid it, I could only take it hard, and I don't know how many times I was caught on my back.
I don't know why, Qiu Shishi didn't respond to me, Mrs. Wang Fang Shan didn't know where they were, they were all covered by these living dead at a glance, I just wanted to go to Qiu Shishi in the direction of memory, but I was so dizzy, and now it is difficult to even balance, let alone distinguish the direction in this octagonal room.
I could only walk against a wall, and after a full circle, I finally saw the poet Qiu, and I was just happy, and when I saw his appearance at this time, I was only angry.
He knelt on the ground with one foot at this time, one hand was also propped up on the ground with a fist, his face was a little bad, but there was sweat on his forehead, and a few drops flowed down, dripping on the ground, and when a few living dead people were about to bite him, although he was punched away, he still felt that his strength was draining, and he was fighting harder and harder.
I've never seen that happen to him.
"Dead man!" I knelt on top of him and hugged him as I checked on him...... I didn't have to look for it until I saw a pinhole in his neck that was still oozing blood.
I looked up and looked at Fang Shan, who was standing behind Qiu Shishi, those upside-down living dead didn't touch him even if they swung to him, he was laughing, different from the healthy sunshine I had seen before, but cold, proud, he still held a syringe in his hand, and the needle still had liquid left, and the liquid in the needle had been knocked out.
It seems that it was hit on the poet of hatred!
Fang Shan, he turned out to be a traitor?
No, maybe he was never one of our people!
"Yo, Miss Ban found this," he greeted me with a smile when he saw me, "but it's a pity, it's too late." ā
I glared at Fang Shan with red eyes: "What did you inject him?" What did you inject him! "The second time I asked, I almost yelled.