Chapter Seventy-Five: The Black Mist Figure
As if bewitched, the figure froze in mid-air, sniffing the strange scent coming from the end of its nose until the strange fragrance gradually disappeared and the figure became manic.
"Is there any?" The figure roared frantically, and the black mist surged, and it was impossible to see the facial features, only a cloud of mist kept opening and closing.
Jia Ene shook his head, signaling that he was no longer there, the figure was completely enraged, the black mist surged, and his figure skyrocketed dozens of times.
The black mist struck at Jia Ene, and he had closed his eyes peacefully, calmly facing the impending death.
At this moment, the door was kicked open, Shen Yingxing broke in, the long whip flicked, the black fog was dispersed, and the fog surged and drifted continuously, and most of it was scattered.
The fog condensed again, and the figure was much smaller than before, more illusory and hazy.
Jia Ene opened his eyes, and the figure confronted Shen Yingxing, he rubbed his neck and slowly got up, pasting an enchanted prop on the long knife.
The long knife slashed downward, and the purple light flashed, cutting off one of the figure's arms, and the mist drifted away from the broken arm, and the figure turned back, and the hollow eye sockets met Jia Ene's line of sight.
With a wave of the long arm, the mist filled the long knife, and the prop completely failed, and the long knife broke from the grip and fell to the ground in pieces.
Jia Ene stood up straight with the pain, his face still pale, and his eyes stared at the figure with tenacious eyes.
The black mist became more condensed, and the figure suddenly shrank a little, only the size of a teenager, and his empty facial features were blurred out by him.
"Stand back!" Shen Yingxing flicked his long whip, his scales were angry, and he stood upside down like a wave, and whipped towards the figure.
The original illusory tone seemed to be forced to condense, and it was completely tied to the long whip, and as soon as the long whip was pulled, countless mist drifted away again, and the figure became more and more illusory, and even the human form could not be maintained.
Jia Ene quickly retreated, giving Shen Yingxing enough space to perform, Shen Yingxing took two steps forward, pinched the trick with his fingertips, and pressed it on the top of the figure's head.
The golden light of the fingertips bloomed, the star bone flashed, and the black mist surged unwillingly, roaring and letting out a miserable scream, turning into mist and completely dissipating.
"Miss Shen, thank you for rescuing me again, thank you very much."
Jia Ene thanked him with a pale face, and his neck was pinched out with a bruise mark, the mark was very deep, and the small wound he scratched was constantly spilling blood.
"This figure is composed of countless remnant souls, it is difficult to deal with, and the next time you encounter it, it will be very troublesome to deal with it with your strength."
Shen Yingxing squatted down, her overly long black hair fell to the ground, and she twisted up a black bead that fell from the mist, the black bead was seriously damaged, and it opened with a slight pinch.
There seemed to be something hidden in the beads, Shen Yingxing broke open the beads, a little silver light was very bright, took out the things inside, and found that it was a key.
The silver key is not big, recalling the lock she has seen so far, Shen Yingxing took out an urn from the system grid, this is still the urn she got in the wall in the deserted village copy, because there was no key, she threw it in the grid and forgot about it.
Inserting the key into the urn and twisting it slightly, the lock was opened.
Shen Yingxing opened the urn in disbelief, and Jia Ene on the side also walked over and looked at the urn with his head down.
The urn is not large, and there is also a black bead inside, the black bead is the size of a fist, this material is like jade but not gold, and it is as warm as jade to the touch.
"Miss Shen, is this a prop?" Jia Ene was a little puzzled, and then squatted down and got closer.
"It's not a prop. There's something in there. Shen Yingxing shook his head, his lips pursed slightly, and his fingertips opened the black beads hard.
There was only a piece of white paper inside the beads, and when the white paper was opened, the black handwriting blurred, and only some words could be seen vaguely.
I tried to identify the contents of the paper, and the gist of it was as follows: This copy is all fake, we can't go back, we can't go back at all when we come here, and the gods are all fake, and we are just the most basic nourishment......
Although there had been a guess for a long time, it was still surprising to see what was on the paper, and before her, many people had already seen through the true face of the system.
"Miss Shen, why can't I understand the words on this?" Jaene leaned closer, staring at the black letters on the paper, a font he had never seen before.
Shen Yingxing quietly folded the white paper and put it in his pocket, "The white paper is talking about the other doctors in the copy, and there is no other useful information." ”
Jia Ene nodded, based on his trust in Shen Yingxing, he didn't feel wrong.
"Miss Shen, I heard the screams, are you all right?" Yue hurriedly pushed open the door and walked in with an anxious expression, her eyes probing around, worried that she would see someone hurt.
Seeing the two of them squatting on the ground intact, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked towards the two.
"It's no big deal, it's still Miss Shen who came to save me, otherwise I'm going to die here."
Jia Ene laughed softly, and his smile revealed a joy for the rest of his life.
"It's okay." Yue took a step forward, stared at the pinch marks on his neck at home for a long time, took out the medicinal powder in his pocket, and sprinkled it on Jia Ene's neck.
A chill relieved the pain in the neck, and soon the pinch marks disappeared completely.
"Let's go to the next room, and I've found a clue."
Shen Yingxing stood up, her long hair swirling and scattered on her chest, her hair seemed to have grown a lot, scattered behind her, enveloping her slender waist.
The three of them walked towards the next room, Shen Yingxing came out too quickly, half of the door opened, the room was very tidy, and there were white colors everywhere.
"This room is too clean." Yue walked cautiously, for fear that the soles of her shoes would dirty the white floor.
"This should be the doctor who has a habit of cleanliness, and it corresponds to me." Shen Yingxing stepped in, the curtains of the room were pulled up, and only an incandescent lamp on the ceiling emitted light.
Take a few steps forward and open the curtains, the sun is shining outside the window, but the light cannot penetrate the window, as if two worlds are separated by a window.
The three of them searched the room, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and found some patient files, which were a little too detailed.
"Miss Shen, here's a portfolio."
Shen Yingxing followed the prestige, and Yue waved the file bag in his hand, the file bag was thick and thick, and the handwriting was very neat.
Pulling out the documents inside, the first one is a detailed record of the patient, even what clothes he was wearing, the wrong buttons, such details were recorded.
Sweeping down the ten lines at a glance, the more I looked, the more I felt a chill down my spine, which was like a pair of dark eyes, staring at everyone, and the owner of the eyes also recorded what he saw and heard, thinking about it carefully.
"This doctor is so perverted, if someone gets his clothes dirty, he will be killed, this is simply his criminal record."
Finally read all the documents, but it refreshed her new understanding of cleanliness, because the buttons were wrongly buttoned, the clothes were dirty, and there were dirty things in the nails, which would become the reason for their death.
"Go separately, there will be such a file bag in every room, call me out when you are in danger."
Shen Yingxing immediately realized that these file bags not only recorded the criminal records of these doctors, but could even circumvent the rule of death-bound killing.
Each of these doctors has different ailments, and they have been gathered in this hospital by invisible hand pushers, and the people they killed are so angry that the remnants of their souls have been stranded here.
That's why this hospital is about to form a ghost domain, and the hospital has become a corpse breeding ground, full of unjust souls who have died tragically.
The three of them went out of the room and each chose a doctor's office to enter, and the office was silent during the day when there were no doctors.
Searched all the way, found seven or eight portfolios, Yue and Jia Ene also found their respective corresponding doctors, mania, painters, and cleanliness, these three portfolios were selected emphatically.
There were too many doctors' offices, and the three of them had limited energy, so after finding their corresponding portfolios, they waited at the staircase on the second floor to gather.
Shen Yingxing was late, holding a few file bags in his hand, and his expression was a little anxious.
"Give me the file bag you found."
Without hesitation, the two handed over the file bag in their hands, and Shen Yingxing put it on the ground and put the file bag together into a painting.
The content of the picture is a huge blood cocoon, and a long sword has fallen next to the blood cocoon, which Shen Yingxing has already recognized, it is Xie Shasha's sword. This seems to be like an announcement, someone already knew in advance that they would come here, they would find these portfolios, and they painted this picture in advance and waited for Shen Yingxing to find out.
"I'm going to the emergency department, don't go out in the inpatient department, where the yin qi is the weakest, and it will be fine to stay in the room."
Shen Yingxing confessed and walked down the stairs, looking anxious and frowning, although she knew that Xie Shasha was not in danger at the moment, she still couldn't control some worries.
Yue and Jia Ene chased after him, "Miss Shen, don't worry, we'll go with you." ”
Shen Yingxing went down the stairs silently, the person on the chair had disappeared, the floor of the hall had begun to show scorching marks, and the heavy smell of smoke began to drift away.
"Get out of here." Shen Yingxing ran up with steps, obviously not far from the gate, but he couldn't run through.
Shen Yingxing stopped, she ran for a long time, but she stayed where she was, and they encountered a ghost hitting the wall.
"Miss Shen, I have a prop that can break the ghost wall." Yue Shang took a step forward and came to Shen Yingxing's side, Jia Ene was half a step behind, but he looked at the gate with a vigilant expression.
"I don't need it." As soon as Jia Ene's words fell, someone smashed open the gate with a hammer, the glass was scattered all over the ground, and the people outside the door stepped in.
"It's so dirty, no, you're all so dirty, it's polluting my eyes!"
In came the doctor with a habit of cleanliness, holding a hammer larger than a human head, the hammer was snow-white, but the handle of the hammer was connected by a white thigh bone.
"You're so dirty!" The doctor rushed up with a hammer, and the huge hammer smashed down towards Shen Yingxing's head, smashed into the air, and fell to the ground, making a huge reverberation.