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My cold sweat slid down and I think I finally knew why he said "broken". Because what he said was that the emergency bell was broken! So, what should I do now?

The shadow man behind me is still there, but at this time, I don't have any power to resist.

"You ......" After a few moments, I finally spoke, this was the first time I had consciously spoken to a non-human creature, even though I knew that the effect might be minimal, but I really couldn't find any other way to get me out of such a predicament.

If I was lucky enough to be in the lab building (at least I escaped), then I really had to keep a mind on my visit this time.

Does all this have something to do with me?

Is it a ghost sound that this ear can hear?

"How do you want to do that?" I took a deep breath and whispered.

"I don't seem to be helpful to you, if you want to find a replacement ghost, then we can discuss, after all, one more life is for you, even if you can be reincarnated, I'm afraid it won't be so good on Hades' side, right?" What I said wasn't convincing, I understood, but I couldn't find any reason to convince the creature. I can only hope that what I said had some impact on him.

There was no movement behind me, and I could only stand there waiting, my leg was numb from pain, and I could feel something slipping down my leg and landing at my feet, soaking on the floor.

"I'm just an ordinary person, I won't do anything to you, so to speak, you can kill me very easily, but if that's the case, I won't be able to hear you again, and not only that, do you have any grievances in this hospital...... I, maybe I can do a favor. "I tried my best to express what I meant, but no matter how much I said it, it was self-defeating. After thinking about it, I closed my mouth and stopped talking.

I don't know how long it has been, but I can feel the blood flowing from my leg forming a small puddle on the ground.

I finally heard a faint voice.

"Okay." There was only one word, but I felt like I was hearing the sounds of heaven. At the same time, I felt the chill behind me disappear.

I swallowed my saliva and turned around slowly, and in front of me was a dark shadow.

The light came on, and I shuddered, not knowing what expression to use to face what I was seeing.

The man, no, should be called a ghost. The ghost looked to have a pale face and wide eyes, and I could even feel the ferocity in his eyes when I looked at him. I could see that if he was still alive, he would be a handsome and nice man, just don't look at his body.

I couldn't help but take a step back and sit on the bed, his neck as if it had been twisted by something, and the whole thing was in a soft state, feeling a little like a deflated balloon skin.

Looking down, I felt my stomach start churning again. That body is really rotten, and there is no way to see people. The whole chest was split open, and the ribs inside were faintly leaking, and I wasn't interested in looking closely. But what shocked me the most was that this man was holding a machete in his hand.

Maybe some people haven't seen it, but in ordinary vendors, you may still see that kind of watermelon knife, half a meter long, like a kitchen knife but much sharper than it.

His arm was only a short section, as if he had pressed it from his elbow, and the machete was firmly in his hand. My back was cold, and it turned out that what I saw was not my right arm moving at all, but this ghost holding a machete!

I pretended to be calm, not to mention that this is not a human being, even if it is a person, you must have weak legs standing in front of you with a knife, my momentum suddenly weakened a lot, but I still spoke.

"You, what are you doing with a knife?" I regretted it, but I didn't expect this ghost to answer. It's just that the words that come out make people break out in a cold sweat.

"Hack you." See! The two words were so concise and clear that I was so scared that I didn't know how to speak.

But the ghost looked at me with the big eyes of the brass bell, and said, "Now, don't cut it." ”

"Why?" The mouth asked subconsciously. Immediately, I wanted to give myself a big mouth, telling you to talk more, and people said that they wouldn't cut it, and you still got up!

The ghost answered honestly. "You help."

I think I understand, it looks like I'm entangled by this ghost, I still have a chance to survive if I help, and if I don't help, I'll be hacked to death, look at it!

Stumble! I feel that one of my heads is two big, and the school hasn't solved it yet, and I'm stabbed in the hospital here. What a decline!

"Let's talk about what you're busy with." I rubbed my brow in a headache. Seeing that this ghost still looked at me without blinking, it was strange and infiltrating, and he spoke again.

"You sit down first, don't keep staring at me, since I said to help you, it's definitely not fake."

"Oh." The ghost came down in a daze, and really sat honestly on the side, his eyes drooping softly, and he was no longer looking at himself.

I struggled to get myself into bed, and subconsciously looked at the door, and the thought of running away arose in my mind, but it was dispelled in an instant.

Running against ghosts, I'm still a little self-aware.

Looking at the ghost's narrowed eyes, in fact, if you don't look at his body, you can still bear it, as the second time I talked to the ghost, although it was really in such a strange situation, I still tried to calm him and said, "First of all, I think you should introduce yourself first, right?" Also, why did you entangle me. How can you help? ”

The ghost's eyes opened a little, and he glanced at me, and then he put the machete in his hand on the ground, and threw it more appropriately, and I heard a bang, and it made me feel very excited.

Then, he used his short hands to put them on the large opening in front of his chest, and then, slowly, pulled away.

"Hey! What are you doing! I was startled and shouted. Immediately, a lot of strange creatures came out of his mind, and devoured him.

But nothing happened, and the man opened his ribcage and looked at me again, and I could see a little grievance in his eyes.

He pointed to his chest, and I couldn't help but look inside him.