Chapter 39: A Feast for the Dead! Carnival of Corpses (1)
Smack, smack, smack!
Yang Ning lifted his feet slightly, and each foot could bring up a small piece of water stains.
He knew that the water stains on the floor were expired, deteriorated formalin solution, which was mainly used to soak the corpse so that it would not decay.
With so many of these things left on the ground, it is conceivable that there will be no shortage of corpses moving on this level!
Coming down the staircase, the more he walked inward, the darker his vision became, and Yang Ning didn't stop until he was completely out of sight.
He took out a little boy doll with red eyes from the cloth bag he was carrying, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Hitomi, borrow the spirit." ”
The doll's red eyes seemed to light up in the dark, and after that, a little boy who was pale and had his eyes gouged out appeared beside Yang Ning.
Yang Ning held the little boy's hand, the little boy's whole person gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely, when Yang Ning opened his eyes again, there was a hint of red light in his eyes.
And the underground space, which was originally extremely dark in Yang Ning's eyes, became clear little by little.
A long dark corridor, on both sides are open or closed doors, in front of the corridor facing Yang Ning, is a tightly closed double door, and a few mottled red characters can be faintly seen on the door: morgue.
"Well, so that's the morgue behind the door? What do the rooms out there do? ”
The curious Yang Ning casually pushed a door next to him, but failed to push it open.
He looked around and saw a fire closet not far away, with a rusty fire axe in it.
Carrying the axe, Yang Ning said to himself: "Well, this sense of security has indeed increased a lot. ”
He returned the same way, walked to the door of the first room on the third floor, looked at the hidden door, smiled slightly, and asked the door, "Is there anyone in this room?" Even the dead! ”
There was no movement in the room.
Yang Ning walked to the door of the next room and continued to ask, "Is there anyone in this room?" Even the dead! ”
The door of this room was closed, and the next second after Yang Ning finished asking, bang!
Suddenly, there was a dull noise from the room!
Yang Ning's face smiled even more, and he said in a rather regretful tone, "It seems that there is someone inside?" Why don't you speak? That's not polite! ”
After speaking, Yang Ning took a step back, raised the fire axe in his hand with both hands, and slashed towards the closed door lock!
Crackling!
With an axe, the sawdust flies!
When!
The severed door lock hits the ground with a bang!
Bang!
Yang Ning kicked the door open, only to see that behind the door was an empty room with several iron shelves, and on each iron shelf was a peace cabinet with three floors!
The Taiping cabinet is the freezer where the corpse is placed!
At this time, all the Taiping cabinet covers in this room were opened, and there was a pungent smell!
When you look at it, there is really no one in the small room!
However, Yang Ning stood in the middle of the room and turned around, he squatted on the ground, slowly leaned over, and looked at the bottom of the lowest level of the peace cabinet on an iron shelf-
A pale, half-decomposed corpse was inhaling from a ruddy-faced boy.
With each breath of the corpse, the decay on its body rejuvenated visibly, and the boy's breath continued to disappear, and his face became more and more pale.
Suddenly, the corpse that was inhaling suddenly shuddered, and it slowly turned its head to see Yang Ning's Sven face that was staring at him and smiling.
Suddenly, a look of extreme horror appeared in the pale eyes of the dead man, who had been nearly half rotted!
Yang Ning pressed down with one hand to signal it to be calm, but the corpse didn't mean to be calm at all, and a foul water pool that was huddled on the floor danced wildly with its limbs!
Looking at this scene, Yang Ning nodded slightly.
In the next second, the smile on Yang Ning's face intensified, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the corpse inside!
The corpse cowering in the corner was as if it had been electrocuted, and it was desperate to drill into the corner of the iron shelf!
Yang Ning caught a void for the first time, and he did it on purpose!
Raise your hand and grab it a second time!
And then the third, the fourth!
Every time he grabbed it, the corpse hidden inside trembled like a frightened quail, and kept trying to arch into the corner!
But the space under the iron frame was so large that it couldn't arch it no matter how much it arched!
Yang Ning himself looked more and more happy, and enjoyed the fun of this kind of person playing ghosts very much!
In the end, Yang Ning quietly pulled out the Taiping cabinet on the shelf, and he slowly lay on the baffle on the shelf, found the direction of the zombie under the baffle, crawled over softly, and approached his head little by little......
The corpse hiding below suddenly noticed that there was silence around it.
It was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
It slowly moved its rotting limbs and looked out.
No changes were noted.
The corpse was much more relieved, and to be on the safe side, it retracted into the corner under the baffle and waited patiently.
At this moment, the corpse heard a slight grinding sound from above its head, and it looked up at the sound—
Through the gap in the baffle, the corpse saw the pair of eyes that made him tremble just now!
And that Sven face that always has a little bit of a smile!
And separated from himself only by a wooden baffle less than a centimeter thick!
Bang!
Suddenly, Yang Ning slapped the baffle against the corpse across the board, and let out a loud shout!
"Mmmm
The corpse hidden under the baffle shuddered rapidly, and kept roaring, and the voice became more and more rapid!
Yang Ning pulled open the wooden baffle, made a grimace at the corpse, and then reached out and grabbed it!
At the moment when Yang Ning's hand grabbed the corpse, all the movements of the corpse suddenly stopped, and the entire corpse collapsed to the floor, motionless.
Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, and he was not interested on the spot.
The corpse was scared to death by him.
Pulling the boy below up, Yang Ning took out a candle and lit it, brushed the flames with his fingertips, swept the black smoke rising from the corpse in the air, and finally pointed at the boy's eyebrows!
The boy's face was visibly rosy to the naked eye.
Yang Ning packed up his things, picked up the fire axe and walked to the next room.
"Is there anyone in this room? Even the dead! ”
It was an empty room with an open door, and Yang Ning went in and walked around before coming out and walking to the next room.
"Is there anyone in this room? Even the dead! ”
The door of this room was locked from the inside, and in view of the fact that it was a little rude in front of it, so that the corpse was scared to death, so this time Yang Ning knocked politely on the door.
There was no response from inside the door.
Yang Ning smiled slightly: "Huh? That's not polite! ”
He clenched the fire axe with both hands, took a step back, and slashed hard at the door lock in front of him!
Crackling!
An axe goes down, the lock breaks, and the door opens.
Behind the door, a bloodless emaciated girl lay quietly in a peaceful cupboard, next to a corpse with blurred facial features pursed her lips with a cyan tongue, looking like she had just had a full meal.
Yang Ning carried the fire axe and said with a smile: "It's okay, eat it, I can let you return it!" ”
The corpse trembled and retreated half a step back, and then jumped towards Yang Ning!
Bang!
Poof!
When!
An axe slashed the corpse back, Yang Ning stepped forward and swung the axe to chop off the corpse's head, at this time, the corpse suddenly rushed out when Yang Ning left the door!
Yang Ning looked at this scene motionless, he watched the corpse rush out of the door, and said lightly: "Stop it." ”
In the dark night, in the basement of the negative third floor, where you can't see your fingers, a red dress like blood quietly appears!
The pale pale claws dripping with blood firmly grasped the corpse that wanted to escape, and lifted it up with ease, no matter how the corpse struggled and did not move, it was like grabbing a small chicken cub!
Zhang Wen in red!
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