"You shoot one, I shoot one, the ghost sings in front of the mourning chamber ......" Five people of different ages sat together, in the dark morgue, their faces were mostly silent in the dark, and their faces were full of empty smiles, some of them had faces that Yuan Xi knew, such as a boy wearing a gas mask and a hospital gown, such as Wang Lian with an indifferent expression, and some faces Yuan Xi was completely unfamiliar, a cute curly-haired little girl wearing a plaid skirt, and an ordinary middle-aged man wearing a shabby suit, Finally, there is a watermelon-headed boy wearing a shrunken Ronaldo jersey......

And with their singing, countless corpses came in like snakes through the vents, the external ventilation windows, their bodies dripping with disgusting slime, their bodies fell to the ground, and then they all squirmed like snakes, those vents were small, some of the overly strong and tall corpses came out of this vent, and the whole body was squeezed out of the vents, the bones and flesh were tangled together, and they looked completely inhuman...... The corpses each crawled into the morgue that belonged to them, and several slightly familiar figures in the group of corpses were identified by Yuan Xi, they were all corpses that had been injected before, and now they all crawled back to where they belonged, and then completely lay down in the morgue and turned into corpses.

"Friends? What are you singing? Yang Annian narrowed his eyes and interrupted the strange and ethereal singing in a gentle tone.

"You shoot two, I shoot two, the ghost knocks on the door at three o'clock in the afternoon......" The children ignored Yang Annian at all, and still sang to themselves.

"This song doesn't belong to you, stop it!" Yang Annian's eyebrows jumped, and Yuan Xi actually had a faint anger beating in his dark eyes, which had been bottomless......

"You shoot three, I shoot three, the ghost is sad before the moon flowers...... the child's singing voice continued to sound without change.

Yang stopped talking, strode towards the singing, expressionless on his face, and punched the masked child in the face, and the child's thin body spun in the air and fell to the ground and twitched weakly.

The singing stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Yang Yannian with strange and gloomy eyes, sitting stiffly to the side, like a puppet with a broken string.

Yang Annian walked to the child's side, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the shocking wound on his abdomen, he did not hesitate to put his hand into the boy's dissected belly, that hand reached into the coiled intestines and internal organs, in the mask boy's shrill scream, Yang Annian forcibly pulled out a black beetle specimen from his stomach that was connected to the boy's body by countless blood threads.

"You love insects and flies more than yourself, and you live like a wriggling ant, and today, you will be completely destroyed like an ant." Yang Annian raised his hand, tore off the beetle and the connected blood, pinched, the beetle was pinched and exploded, and the viscous yellow liquid dripped on Yang Annian's hand, Yang Annian shook his hand with disgust, and he didn't look at the black smoke on the ground, and his whole body festered, as if he was being eaten by countless insects, and finally turned into a boy whose skeleton was shattered into dust.

Yang Annian grabbed the throat of the little girl in the plaid skirt, his face was full of indifference, his right hand passed through the little girl's heart like a sword, blood splashed all over his right arm, Yang Annian pulled out his right hand, and threw the girl's body aside like garbage, and he took out a small pink dressing mirror from the girl's body.

"You see your loneliness in the mirror, and today you will be forever silent in loneliness, completely lost." Yuan Xi felt that the current Yang Dannian was no longer the gentle and elegant appearance he had before, he slaughtered these gloomy children like a tyrant, and recited this eulogy belonging to the children with a solemn expression.

Yang Yannian raised his hand and smashed the mirror, and the girl's motionless body also shattered into countless crystal lenses at the same time.

Yang Annian walked up to the man in a wide suit, grabbed the man's shoulder with his left hand, picked up the man who was not shorter than him, pinched the man's chin with his right hand, and ripped his head off alive under the man's numb and gloomy gaze!

Yuan Xi saw that the black blood was like a flower that infected Yang Annian into a bloody man, but what Yang Annian was already holding in his hand was not a blood-stained man's head, but a small and delicate crystal chandelier.

"You long to reflect the eyes of countless people and become the focus of the world, you long for a happy home, you long for a bright future, but in the face of that iron-toothed reality, you can only become a dead stone statue, numb and pale." The chandelier shone with a dark blue glow in Yang Annian's hands, shining on the headless boy, whose headless body turned into a white stone statue.

Yang Yannian looked deeply at Wang Lian, who had shrunk in age for several years, and sighed softly, Wang Lian's dull eyes when she was facing Yang Annian suddenly regained a trace of sanity, she took a few steps back in horror, and said intermittently:

"Don't be like this, don't be like this, I'm still alive, you can save me out, I don't want to deceive anyone, he forced me, he forced me......" Tears flowed uncontrollably from Wang Lian's eyes, and the shadow behind her swayed and gradually disappeared.

"You have easily abandoned your life, but you remember the preciousness of life after death, firmly believing that the vanity of existence will eventually turn into vanity."

Yang Annian approached Wang Lian step by step, and said gentle comfort in his mouth:

"Soon, soon, just a moment, at that time, you will never have regrets, no more despair......" Yang Yannian grabbed Wang Lian's left hand and forcibly took off a string of blue wind chimes from her chest, he shook the wind chimes softly, jingle bell bell.

Jingle bell bell, Wang Lian's body disintegrated into a black shadow in this crisp bell, and the wind chime turned into black nothingness in Yang Yinnian's shaking.

"Sister, do you know what song we were singing just now?" Yuan Xi, who had been stunned by Yang Annian's series of horrific killing actions, suddenly heard a crisp child's voice beside her, she turned her head, and saw a little boy with a watermelon head wearing a green jersey, white stockings and sneakers standing beside her and said with a grin.

"What song?" Yuan Xi subconsciously asked.

"Its name is the Song of the Seven Deaths, and legend has it that when it reaches the seventh beat, it will take away the life of the person who listens to it the most." The little boy giggled, looked at Yuan Xi innocently, and gently licked his dry lips with his tongue.

"You don't belong here." Yang turned to look at the little boy in the uniform, and a trace of horror and disbelief flashed in his eyes.

"Xiaohu really doesn't live here, Xiaohu just came to Sister Bai Xue to listen to fairy tales, and accidentally got lost, so he simply came to play with friends here!" The little boy tilted his head and said lightly.

"But since my friends don't sing with me anymore, and Xiaohu can't find Sister Bai Xue, Xiaohu has to say goodbye to his uncle and sister first." The little boy waved at Yuan Xi and blinked his sparkling eyes.

"Now that you've seen me, you still want to get out of here?" Yang said coldly, and then saw something even more incredible to him.

In the morgue, a gray anti-theft iron door appeared out of thin air in front of Xiaohu, Xiaohu took off the key hanging around his neck, hummed the tune of "Big Head Son Little Head Dad", opened the iron door, walked in without looking back, and smiled happily:

"Mommy, Mommy, the kids in the hospital have moved!"

The moment Xiaohu walked into that door, the whole world in front of Yuan Xi was spinning, including Yang Yinnian's face and her own body were shattered into countless pieces, and then she sank into darkness...... She seemed to be in the depths of an endless dark ocean, falling and falling, and the faint light from far above shone in, psychedelic and unreal......

"Ahh Yuan Xi opened his eyes again and sat up violently from the bed in the ward, panting violently.

It was like waking up from another nightmare.