Inside the compartment was a male corpse, leaning against the corner, unrecognizable. The head, the back of the hands, and the upper half of the body were covered with the fluff of a monkey, and at the moment the dried blood was congealed together. There are obvious scratches on many places on the body, and the skin is open.

His arms were the same length as his legs, and his body appeared to be only a short section. The palm-sized face was covered with fluff, and a tongue that reached to the chest protruded from the mouth. The position of the eyes was no longer visible, only a blur of blood.

Heng Guqiang held back his nausea, put Linghua behind him, and stepped forward to take a closer look.

The man's outstretched wrist had layers of scratches, the tips of the nails were long and sharp, and there was a lot of minced flesh in them, and there was even a meat/column in the index finger of his right hand. There was also a round hole in the neck that was the thickness of a finger, and a large amount of blood spread from the round hole along the body to the ground.

There were still remnants of blood on the ground, as if someone had cleaned it, but the body had not been disposed of.

Linghua poked his head out and saw the feet of the male corpse and the remaining clothes on his body. He had a flat instep that looked like an old wound with a twisted scar.

"He's suicidal......" Henggu couldn't help but whisper back, staggering out of the cubicle.

The male corpse lay obediently on the ground, as if quietly watching their every move.

Linghua stared at the familiar clothes on the corpse, and his heart was half cold. She clenched her fists, swallowed a choked tone, and said in fits and starts, "He...... He was wearing Juxizhai's clothes, and he still had injuries on his feet, he was the Liu Chengyan we were looking for......"

Heng Gu was a little afraid to breathe, although he had not been in contact with Liu Chengyan, but the person he was looking for with all his hope was now a broken and dried mutated corpse lying on the cold ground, which was unacceptable to anyone.

He could imagine that this person's corpse would appear in the nightmare of midnight, so he hurriedly covered the wooden plank and pulled Linghua to run quickly to the clearing.

In the circular clearing, a golden ladder appeared where it had originally come up, and a bright light flashed on the roof of the second floor.

Henggu stopped, he looked back at the eight passages, he didn't know how many corpses were inside? How many half-demon, half-human "monsters"?

With a burst of sorrow in his heart, he dragged Linghua: "Shall we bury him first?" ”

Linghua closed his eyes and shook his head regretfully: "We can't let him settle in the ground." Once the body is moved, it will alarm the people here, and it will be difficult to check it again. We can only comfort his soul by preventing more casualties and eliminating the culprits that have harmed humanity. ”

"I see, he is just one of many victims, and we now want to save the lives that can be lived, instead of dwelling on the deaths of acquaintances." Heng Gu's voice became smaller and quieter, he obviously wanted to bury Liu Chengyan, but he had to give up.

"We don't have time to be sad now, if we don't want everyone else to become the next Liu Chengyan, we must hurry up and find out everything." Linghua frowned and stared at Heng Gu's eyes, his expression had never been so sharp and solemn.

Heng Gu understood, glanced back behind him, tightened Linghua's hand, and walked up the golden ladder together.

The softness under his feet was a little unreal, and the scene in front of him was enough for the two of them to stop.

This is a vast sea of books that even Linghua has never seen.

The entire floor is lined with towering bookshelves, some of which are connected to each other, and some of which are set aside individually. The number of books on each shelf varies, some without gaps, while others are empty.

Linghua looked at the surrounding situation, and after confirming that it was safe, he looked at Henggu and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Heng Gu's expression was not good-looking, his lips were pale, he was a little distracted, and he looked at Linghua in a daze: "Linghua, I'm afraid." It seems that the man has not fully demonized the pain to death, and if he knew that there was such a thing inside, he would not have pulled you in. ”

Linghua wanted to smile and comfort Henggu, but she couldn't smile when she moved the corners of her mouth. Repeatedly killed and wounded, she was anxious, and she desperately needed to know the purpose of everything in the town and how to save everyone here.

She shook her head, patted Henggu's back and explained, "Don't blame yourself, it's already the best place for you to pull me in." If there were living people inside, maybe things would have been worse. ”

Heng Gu nodded and breathed a sigh of relief, cheered up and looked at the bookshelf in front of him: "These shelves are messy, are they intentional?" ”

Linghua walked around the neighborhood quickly, walked back to Heng Gu's side and tried to recall, "This is very much like a phantom array. If we accidentally trigger the phantom array, we will lose our minds at least and die here. ”

"Then let's go back, isn't there a saying that 'stay in the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood'?" Henggu picked up Linghua and was about to go downstairs, but she dragged him back.

There was courage and calmness in her tone: "There must be more secrets recorded here, and you should also know the other saying, 'Don't go into the tiger's den'." ”

"It's a tiger." Henggu continued, "I know, let's be careful." ”

Linghua nodded, vigilantly checking the books on the shelves. Henggu followed behind her, close to her. The two of them walked around the right-hand side, most of the bookshelves were medical classics, novels, miscellaneous conversations, or solitary notebooks, and they didn't find any valuable clues until they went to the innermost part and stuck to the wall.

"Is this just an ordinary library?" Heng Gu looked up, "Isn't it overkill to use the phantom array?" ”

Linghua looked at the bookshelf for a moment, then suddenly looked back at the wall behind him. She tapped it lightly twice, and sure enough, there was a crisp sound.

"Is there an empty wall behind it?" Heng Gu's eyes widened and he lowered his voice and said, "I'll go find the mechanism." ”

Linghua leaned on the wall and listened quietly for a while, and said confirmatively: "There is no one inside. It seems that the bookshelf is just a trick, and the really useful ones are inside. ”

Henggu lay on the ground, feeling a small protrusion on the floor, he groped along the edge of the protrusion, and his index finger slowly touched an uneven edge with the ground.

He pressed down hard, and a block on the ground bounced up. Underneath the block is a hole that looks like a keyhole.

"Linghua, this needs a key." Henggu lay on the ground and raised his face, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, Linghua had already handed over the key in his arms.

She bent down to look at the keyhole, took out something from her arms and handed it to Henggu: "This is the one given to us in He year, it is estimated that it is about the same." ”

The key was easily inserted into the lock hole by Henggu's big hand, and it didn't need to be adjusted a little, and it didn't take a second, so it was smoothly inserted.

Heng Gu looked at Linghua in surprise: "It's really this key, what year is really crooked!" ”

Linghua covered his hand and instructed: "We will open the lock in a while, I don't know what mechanism will be triggered, be careful." ”

Heng Gu answered solemnly and swallowed nervously: "I'm going to unlock it." ”

Linghua got up and looked around vigilantly: "Let's go." ”

The slender fingers were decisively unscrewed to the right, and the wall in front of them moved to the right at a constant speed with a slight "buzzing" sound.

Inside is a study with five one-and-a-half-height bookshelves displayed in parallel. The study was dark and there was no boundary, only the light from the outside illuminated the room.

Linghua took a book from the bookshelf outside and threw it tentatively into the study. She waited silently for the mechanism to be triggered, but nothing happened.

Seeing this, Henggu stood up, and just as he took a step, the huge bookshelf beside him suddenly fell down and smashed into his body. The dark corners of the study spewed out a large amount of red gas, exuding a sweet and greasy fragrance.

He hurriedly held his breath and pressed his hands against the smashing bookshelf. The books in the shelves poured out for a while, and all of them smashed on the top of his head, and for some reason a book was heavier than a brick, and Heng Gu's face was smashed with bruises.

Linghua also hurriedly came to help the bookshelf, the two of them worked together to lift the bookshelf and put it steadily, and pulled Henggu out of the stack of books, and the two ran to the edge of the wooden building to cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves.

The golden ladder up the stairs has disappeared, and the floor has become a confined space, leaving intruders with nowhere to escape. The red smoke gradually became thicker from thin to thick, and Linghua saw that the situation was not good, so he pulled Henggu up and ran towards the study.

She first went to find the place where the gas was ejected, held her breath and groped quickly, and found a round hole in the ground, from which the gas was released.

I took a few books and rolled them up and stuffed them in, the entrance to the hole was tightly blocked, and half of the red gas in the room gradually faded. At the same time, Henggu quickly touched a window in the billowing smoke, but he didn't dare to open it all, and set up half of the window to release the gas.

Linghua walked to the other side and blocked the hole in the same way. The two walked to the window and held hands and took a big breath of fresh air.

After the metabolism of red qi in his body was clean, Linghua closed his breath and pointed to the bookshelf behind him. Heng Gu nodded clearly, and walked to the bookshelf together to pick up the books and look through them.

The records here are obviously much more confidential than Dr. Cao's, and most of the content is experimental records and pharmaceutical prescriptions.

On the sixth day of the third month of one year, the medicine was poured into the medicine, but it did not have an effect, and it was extinguished.

On May 17 of the second year, he was drugged and had his limbs removed, but it did not work, and he died.

On April 22 of the third year, he poured medicine, removed limbs, and was assisted by spiritual power, but it did not work, and he died.

……

On the tenth day of October of the eighth year, blood medicine was prepared. Take six pieces of demon armor, ten pieces of demon hair, and a bowl of demon tears quenched with demon fire, drink them together with blood medicine, and supplement them with spiritual power. Successfully demonized, and then died violently ten days later.

Linghua flipped through the two books and picked up another one, starting from this one, which accurately recorded the time, place, people, and methods of the experiment.

Henggu rummaged through the bookshelf next door and saw a parchment scroll that he opened curiously to look at. He was shocked when he looked closely, trotted all the way to Linghua's side, pointed to the things on the sheepskin roll and said in surprise: "Isn't this Dr. Cao's wife?" ”

Linghua shifted his gaze from the book to the parchment scroll, on which four drawings were drawn crookedly.

From right to left: the person who is cutting off the flesh of his body; a puddle of muddy meat; A pair of jade hands played with mud to shape the meat, and a red water drop was drawn on the meat; A body with a head like a ball, straight up and straight down.

Linghua looked carefully at the body on the far left of the parchment scroll, except for the shriveled and stiff arms without wicker, the image painted on this picture was exactly the same as Fang Shuqin.

"Maybe that's how Fang Shuqin became what she is today." Linghua frowned and looked at the first picture, the person who cut the flesh was so dazzling, it turned out that this kind of human-like body was created to take flesh from human beings......

"And who would want to cut meat for her? Dr. Cao himself? Henggu flipped through the back of the parchment scroll, and it was clean, as if the recorder was just trying to write down the process of making the body.

Linghua looked back at the book, she glanced at ten lines, quickly flipped through and replied to Henggu: "Dr. Cao loves his wife very much, maybe he really ......"

"What's wrong?" Heng Gu saw that Linghua suddenly stopped talking, put the rolled parchment scroll back on the shelf, and walked to her side.

His gaze followed Linghua's frozen gaze, and the slightly scribbled handwriting on the paper revealed how excited and excited the writer was, just two or three simple lines, but Heng Gu was also shocked-

Time: The ninth day of the second month of the ninth year

Premises: Room 4, West 1, 2nd Floor

Receptor: Zhuo Zhuo, a native of Jieping Town

Method: Receptor infusion, medicated bath. Take a bowl of demon tears and a piece of bear armor quenched with demon fire, and drink it with blood medicine. Spiritual power is supplemented, and the spiritual power of the Viewing Mirror is used to stimulate the demonic power in his body.

Result: Instant demonization. He woke up after two days of coma and was still alive after a month, and was judged to be successful.