"Wake up!"

I burst into a shout at the white rouge, and this shout had already used kung fu similar to the roar of a Buddhist lion, which was able to make her quiet quickly.

Bai Rouge snorted, closed his eyes very sensitively, and two lines of tears actually flowed from his eyes, and he muttered in his mouth: "Is it you?" Is that you? ”

I hesitated and asked, "Who?" ”

Bai Rouge shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How is it possible!" ”

Then she raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face: "What a weird feeling, is this the ghost art in your magic world?" ”

I was a little suspicious, because I didn't feel the fluctuation of the qi that attacked her on the flower, and I wasn't sure if it was a ghostly illusion.

In addition, my current state is not good, and I can't make an accurate judgment at all, so I can only say in an uncertain tone: "Maybe, if it is really a ghost that attacks you, it is also a very powerful ghost class, so strong that I can't judge its existence." ”

Bai Rouge shook his head and said: "Even what you are not sure about, it must not be there, maybe it was because I didn't concentrate just now, so it succeeded." ”

Nobita had a bitter face: "Ning Wa, even you are not sure, so won't we have a chance to come out when we go in?" Do we still want to enter? ”

This kid has been retreating, and it can be seen that he is really a little scared.

This is not to blame him, anyone who encounters such a strange situation will be afraid, regardless of identity.

I gritted my teeth and said, "I want to go in, I owe Tong Nan, I have to make amends, you two are outside, I'll go in by myself." ”

Nobita grabbed me and said, "What do you mean to go in by yourself?" When did buddy coax? ”

The righteousness of what this kid said was awe-inspiring, and I couldn't help but want to laugh, as if your kid has always been very cowardly.

Bai Rouge also spoke: "We have a deal, I will help you save Tong Nan, and you will help me gather souls, so I can't stay outside alone." ”

As she spoke, she pulled the longevity lock from her neck and handed it to me, "If anything happens to me, you will also fulfill your vow, my long-cherished wish." ”

I hesitated for a moment, pushed the longevity lock back to her, and said in her questioning eyes: "I want you to hold it yourself and watch me complete the soul gathering, so none of us can have an accident." ”

With that, I turned around and walked towards the former psychiatric hospital, now the morgue.

The footsteps of Shirorouge and Nobita sounded behind me, and they still followed.

The gate of the building was an iron gate, and I put my hand on the cold door and pulled it, and it actually pulled.

The iron gate is not locked!

Although there is some hesitation, we can understand anything strange happening in such a strange situation, let alone just a door that can be opened.

Approaching the gate, there was a long corridor, pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.

I took out my phone and looked at it, but there was no signal, so I simply used it as a flashlight.

The three of them entered the corridor and groped their way forward.

Although this corridor looks eerie, it is not as dangerous as you imagined.

Maybe our nerves are too tight, and although we are frightened, we have nothing to do along the way.

Walked all the way to the end of the corridor, there was a detour, it turned out that this was an ordinary corridor, after coming over to the left and right sides are two rows of blue brick houses, a white wooden sign on the door, the wooden sign is written in traditional Chinese, respectively, the communication room, the waiting room and the visiting room.

When I walked out, I suddenly saw a large courtyard, empty, the building was very dilapidated, and the flower bed in front of me was overgrown with knee-high weeds, which looked gloomy.

The staircase was between the waiting room and the visiting room, and I walked towards the stairs without hesitation, Nobita behind me, cowering, white rouge to a very calm look.

I knew she wasn't curious, but she was wary of something out of professionalism.

The staircase was wooden, and the creaking of stepping on it was so harsh in the quiet of the night that I wondered if the rotten planks could hold the weight of the three of us.

As it turned out, my worries were unfounded, and although I was always worried about this journey, there was no tragedy in which someone stepped on the air.

The flower pot had just fallen from the third floor, so I didn't stop on the second floor and went straight up to the third floor.

The floor is a little damp, the air is full of the smell of formalin, because it is damp, so the soles of the shoes rub against the floor, and there is no kind of creaking sound, which makes us feel a lot more comfortable, and when the three of them are silent, any sound is a stimulus, so there is no sound, we feel much better.

As I walked, I counted my steps, and at about ten steps, where the flower pot had fallen, I stopped and turned around.

In front of me was a wooden door that was tightly sealed!

I reached out and pushed the wooden door, the wooden door was very damp, and the palm of my hand was sticky, and the wooden door made a 'clatter' sound, but it was not pushed open.

I squeaked again, and the wooden door was finally pushed open, and I was greeted by a large pool of water, in which dozens of corpses soaked in diluted formalin!

To my horror, the corpses were all tinged with a pink color, some with their mouths wide open, some with their eyes closed, and their eyelids sunken, like two black holes.

Some were headed down, revealing only two crushing palms resting on the other corpses.

Even more terrifying, there was a corpse lying on a window, his defeated arm resting on the windowsill as if he had climbed up.

And that windowsill is the same window that just dropped the tobacco flower pot!

And there are three window sills in this room, and on each window sill, there is a pot of tobacco flowers!

There was no living creature in this room except for a pool of corpses, could it be that this corpse had just pushed the pot of flowers off the windowsill?

This discovery made my face turn pale, and although I believe that some ghosts can do this, when you experience it yourself, you will find that you still can't help but be afraid.

I don't have this kind of fear, but even Nobita and White Rouge are scared as well.

"What now?"

Nobita's voice broke the silence.

I glanced left and right, closed the wooden door, turned to look, and my eyes fell on a door with a wooden sign.

Three words were written on the door: Herbarium!

The reason why I noticed this room was because the doorknob of the door looked so bright that I could see it clearly in the dark.

It was caused by frequent gripping, which proves that this specimen room is often frequented. R1148