There was a turntable-shaped lock on the iron door marked with "zero", and the old sheepskin and the fat man pressed the door with their backs, and their waists and legs strengthened to close the iron door that had not been opened and closed for more than 20 years, and a creaking sound came, and I held the turntable door lock, ready to fall down and make it turn with its own weight to lock the door when the iron door was closed.

Seeing that the iron door was about to be closed, but in the brick room, there were already a few rotting corpses' miserable white arms stretched out, all of which were added to the crack of the door, and the fingers of those dead people scratched the iron door, and the sound of fingernails rubbing against the iron sheet seemed to be very dynamic in the empty tunnel, and the scalp of the people was tense when they heard it, and they couldn't wait to reach out and cover their ears, not wanting this sound of seeping bone marrow to reach their heads.

The fat man snatched the long knife in the hand of the old sheepskin, cut it with his hand, cut off a few arms and a carrion head that poked out of the crack in the door, and a lot of black viscous liquid suddenly flowed out of the severed limbs, the smell was strange and foul, the middle man wanted to vomit, the fat man slashed a few times, but there were more and more rotting corpse limbs sticking out of the brick room, and the iron door that was about to close was forced open a few inches, and there seemed to be an endless mysterious power behind the iron door, which was beyond the scope of human beings to fight, Ding Sitian saw that the three of us were nervous, The four of us gritted our teeth and used all our strength, but not only could the iron door not be able to stand back, but the crack in the door was stretched wider and wider, and finally under the huge force of the stormy waves, we were knocked to the ground, and the zero iron door was finally completely knocked open from the inside.

The iron door of "Zero" was violently opened by the tremendous force coming from the brick room, and there seemed to be a mountain behind the door that was about to move, and the carrion corpse that the fat man and I encountered in the secret room, although powerful, moved slowly and stiffly. It would have been impossible for the maggot-infested zombies alone to make such a noise, and there must be something unusual buried in that mysterious brick kiln.

But it is impossible for us to continue to stay in front of the iron gate, waiting to see what will crawl out of it, I saw that the abacus of relying on the iron gate to take a defensive position has failed, and hurriedly said to Ding Sitian, who made the fat man carry his legs and feet, and the four of them endured the pain and retreated to the outside of the passage, I smelled the foul smell behind me, and I was busy holding the sapper lamp and looked back, and in a flash. I saw countless dead limbs pouring out of the iron door, these corpses seemed to be wrapped in some kind of plant, all connected as one, and were wriggling out of the brick room one by one.

These white dead bodies were interspersed with the roots of countless plants, and the dried wisps of cinnamon were covered with dirt and flesh maggots. I was secretly surprised to encounter a rotting corpse in the brick room, and at first I thought that a dead person was a corpse, but I could not restrain it by staring at it. At that time, I began to suspect that it was not a zombie, but it was difficult to judge what it was, so I looked back in a hurry. I found that all the dead bodies were like growing in the rhizome of some kind of whitish plant, and the white and yellow ground thing was like a rare giant ginseng, and the upper half looked like an old woman, with a wrinkled face and a bloated body. The lower half is like ginseng, full of branches, long and short like antennae, each root has hard bristles barbs, and dozens of decaying and withered corpses are one with its roots. God knows what kind of monster the devil is raising land in that brick kiln.

But even the old ginseng that has been formed for thousands of years is by no means so big, if this is really a thousand years of old ginseng, it must be a demon ginseng, and the fat man also looked back at it, and exclaimed: "Old Hu, how did you see how the dead man grew a basket?" I ran forward with the old sheepskin and said to the fat man, "What kind of eyes do you have, look closely, it is a large ginseng with a lot of dead corpses growing on it, is it not a dead corpse with turnips, and is there any Russian liquor?" Quickly throw a bottle and light it to stop it......"

But just now we were in a hurry, and in a panic, we threw the package that rolled out of the Russian's room near the iron door, and it was impossible to go back to get it, so we had to speed up and flee, but the four of us were extremely tired, and the soles of our feet seemed to be filled with lead, and although we were anxious, we couldn't take a step under our feet, but the alien plants wrapped in those rotting corpses behind us were getting closer and closer, and only the sound of the dead bark rubbing against the cement of the wall was in the back of my head, and the smell of the fishy smell was almost choking people to faint.

Most of the underground passages are closed iron doors, but some are locked and can not be opened, we panicked, saw that there is an iron door with an iron lattice at the corner of the passage is not closed, and quickly helped each other to kick the door and rushed in, but when the door was closed with a backhand, it was half a step late, and the ginseng-like plant had a tentacle that had reached into the door, and the fat man was trying to top the door, but he was the first to bear the brunt of being entangled by several carrion corpses on the ground.

I and the old sheepskin are dead against the iron door, there is no way to save him, at this time the fat man one arm and two legs are all hugged by the carrion, he only has one arm left to move, swinging the knife to cut off the root tentacles of the demon ginseng, thick as splashing ink stench juice splashed him all over, the root of the demon ginseng was broken, as if knowing the pain of the general elephant shrunk suddenly, I and the old sheepskin took advantage of the situation to push the iron door up, the air lock on the door has lost its effect because it has been useless for too long, I pushed through a chair top door, The sound of fingernails scratching outside was still endless, and there were bursts of slamming against the iron door.

We leaned our backs against the iron door, our hearts pounding, and there was only one thought left in our hearts: "Blessing Chairman, I hope this iron gate and walls are strong and strong, but don't let that monster break in." "Although there was a lot of noise outside the door, this basement was built according to the standard of a solid fortification, and it may not be possible to explode it with a bomb, so we retreated into this place, and finally achieved temporary safety.

The fat man hurriedly reached out and touched himself, and saw that the parts on his body were the same, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the demon ginseng root whiskers cut off by the long knife, nearly two meters long, enough to be the thickness of a sea bowl, and a lot of viscous foul-smelling juice flowed out of the knife, strange and abnormal, although half of the root whiskers were broken, they rolled and trembled, like the tail of a gecko that had been cut off, but the three carrion corpses that were born as a whole, all of them completely lost signs of life, and the eyes flowed out of the dark liquid, just followed the writhing demon ginseng roots and whiskers. It doesn't look like it's going to pose much of a threat anymore.

The old sheepskin and the fat man lost their strength and sat down against the iron door, and I forced myself to shine on the basement where we were, with a sapper lamp, and the house was full of stumbling eyes. There are scattered tables, chairs, and cabinets, the pipes that regulate the air seem to be blocked, and the air underground is cold to the bone, I was thinking about Ding Sitian's condition, and I didn't want to look at it more, so I helped her to sit down in the corner of the wall.

I saw that Ding Sitian's face was so blue that it seemed to be dripping water, although he was still sane, his breath was like a gossamer, and there was more qi coming out and less qi entering. It seemed that she might not wake up at any time, so I comforted her and told her to persevere to the end no matter what, take a breath and rest first, and find an antidote even if the institute was revealed.

Ding Sitian seems to have known that his death is approaching. I couldn't help but feel extremely sad, and said to the fat man with difficulty: "I know that I am hopeless this time...... Don't tell my mother about this, I really miss the days when we connected the whole country together, don't feel sorry for me. You have to find a way to get out alive, and remember that death does not belong to the working class. ”

The fat man and I clasped Ding Sitian's cold hands. Sadly, he replied with tears in his eyes: "Low-level fun is not guilty......" Thinking that life and death were about to part, they were choked up and it was difficult to speak, at this time the old sheepskin came over and said: "This girl's life is miserable, we can't let her die in this black house like this." ”

The fat man said with a sad face: "Ruo Sitian's current complexion, the poison of the brocade scale worm has been dispersed into the bone marrow, and it is difficult for us to cook without rice." There is no antidote to this neurotoxin, and there is no way to save lives. ”

The wound on my shoulder hurt so much that my brain jumped and jumped, and if it weren't for the danger I was in, I would have fallen to the ground and slept with him for three days and three nights. But seeing the despair of the crowd, I couldn't help but give birth to an extremely strong rebellious feeling in my bones, and my spirit was lifted, and I remember that a Russian philosopher once said: "The misery of life always overwhelms you, and if you don't resist, but only obey the mercy of fate, you will only fall deeper and deeper into the predicament, until you finally lose a qiē." ”

I gritted my teeth and said to the people, "If there is rice...... Even a clumsy woman can cook, I must not watch our most important comrades-in-arms die in front of my eyes, there is no rice to find rice, no medicine to find medicine, and now is not the time to hold a memorial service for her, as long as there is still a breath of air, never give up lightly. ”

As soon as the fat man was said by me, he was about to rush out, I stopped him to analyze the situation in front of everyone, if there is really a medicine for the treatment of oyster poison in the institute, it is likely to be in a relatively closed warehouse or laboratory, but the scale of this underground facility is unexpectedly large, let alone trying to find a specific location, it is difficult to do it without getting lost and losing its direction, but the first thing to do now is to find a way to leave here first.

I listened closely, and the movement in the outer corridor of the basement was much smaller than it had been before, but the ginseng essence that looked like an old woman seemed to be waiting outside, and the creature was covered in mud and maggots, and the roots were wrapped in many rotting corpses, and its size almost filled the passage outside, let alone find a way to get rid of it, and we didn't even know what it was.

I soaked the placket of my clothes with the last bit of cold water in the kettle, put it on Ding Sitian's forehead to cool her, and then walked back and forth indoors, racking my brains to think of a way to get out, walking back and forth a few times, and at a glance hit the half of the old ginseng-like roots that were cut off by the fat man when closing the iron door of the basement, and there were several corpses with white skin on the roots, I used my foot to pluck one of the dead bodies, wanting to see if it was a plant or a corpse?

The white rotting corpse crawled with a thick layer of fat maggots, there was a black ground under the maggots, I saw something, and hurriedly put the sapper light tube closer, under a light, it turned out that the corpse was wearing a black dress, and there was a red silk tied around the waist, and the legs were sucked into the thick roots, and they were integrated with it, and I couldn't tell what kind of clothing the lower body was, and then looked at the other corpses, but they were all without clothes, and they were probably naked when they died.

My heart moved, and I hurriedly said to the fat man and the others: "The Russian suicide note clearly says that this institute also holds many prisoners from various countries as the object of ** experiments, but you look at this carrion in black, this black cloth and red silk are very familiar, have we seen it anywhere?" It seems to be a tomb robber organization in the mountainous area of Xing'anling, and this is definitely a member of the Ni'er Society. ”

The fat man nodded again and again when he heard this, this matter is not difficult to imagine, it is likely that the people of the Ni'er Society stole some confidential things from the Wong Tai Sin Temple, and then the devil unloaded the mill and killed the donkey and threw it into the brick room to feed the demon ginseng, but there is a detail worth noting, the rest of the carrion corpses are the same as their deaths, but they are all naked, obviously the bandits of this mud society died in a hurry, not like the premeditated behavior of the devils of the Japanese country, maybe this bandit is the same as the rest of the people in the research institute, all affected by the sudden disaster, He fled into the brick room in a panic, only to ...... It's like this, if it weren't for the sharpness of the old sheepskin Kangxi Bao's knife just now, most of the fat man and I would have ended up with him now.

The fat man reached out and groped in the dead man's clothes, trying to search for anything useful, but found a pair of black donkey hooves and a few ropes, and some secluded cinnabar, which further confirmed the identity of the deceased, 100% of the bandits of the Mud Society, and then examined the dry body, the limbs and bones were as stiff as rotten wood, and the hair and nails were still growing, all of which were the same as zombies, and it was hard to imagine how it became like this.

In order to seek a way out, the fat man and I thought about it, and remembered that the brick kiln-like secret room was very strange, we were in the queue to change customs, demolished many ancient tombs and old tombs, and scraped the bricks to reuse, although the shape of those tomb bricks is different from this underground brick kiln, but the tomb bricks have a cold breath, even in the afternoon sun, holding a tomb brick, and definitely not feel a trace of warmth, the tomb bricks always seem to have just been taken out of the ice cellar, At this point, the fat man and I have a deep understanding, and the chilling feeling after entering the brick kiln will not be wrong, maybe the secret room codenamed "Zero" is actually the burial chamber of an underground tomb, and why is there a giant ginseng buried under the soil of the tomb?

At this time, the old sheepskin, who had been silent, heard the discussion between me and the fat man, and suddenly interjected: "I thought that you intellectual young people had knowledge and knew that the god was a Shile, but I heard you say that it was ginseng?" That's wrong, there is still the corpse of the gods in my hometown, if I don't remember it wrong, it's a treasure dug up from the Western Regions and returned to China. ”

I didn't expect the old sheepskin to know, what Western Regions returned to China? Busy let him make it clear, what is that ginseng with many corpses?