The old operating table, cracked glass jars, and yellowed documents on the floor all looked like the panic during the retreat. In those war years, human life was like a piece of grass, and survival was more important than anything else.
This kind of "Xi Yang Yang and Big Big Wolf" was also condemned as an era of excessive violence. For those who experienced that war, it was simply the paradise they longed for in their dreams.
Thirteen was walking inward along the dusty corridor. The smell of resentful spirits in the air was so pungent that it stung his nostrils. The huge spiritual power confused Thirteen's ability to sense the surroundings. He didn't know where he was going at all.
He didn't know what was waiting for him ahead. The first thing Thirteen was looking for was something that could be used as a weapon, preferably iron that had been stained with human blood, which would be easier to process into something that could hurt evil spirits.
Props.
But these damn little Japanese, their evacuation left documents and materials all over the floor, but not even a scalpel was left behind. Thirteen persevered and walked into a utility room again, like a mouse.
While rummaging through boxes and cabinets, a familiar song came from outside the house. Thirteen's hair suddenly stood on end, and he crawled and hid under the window sill. He found a rag and covered the ever-burning lamp in his hand tightly.
Reality.
"Peek-a-boo, peek-a-boo, you hide, I'll come..." The prison cat humming a ballad, carrying a howling live pig on its shoulders, walked past the room where Thirteen was, and suddenly stopped and turned its head.
Look in along the window sill.
The cat's animal pupils allowed it to see everything clearly even without the help of light. It shrugged its nose and sniffed the air hard, but the smell of resentful spirits mixed in the air was still strong.
Thirteen's heart was in his throat. He had never wanted to fuck Ganfuwang's anus so urgently in his life. The bastard clearly told him that prison cats were nocturnal evil spirits that only came into action at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, but now there was simply not enough time.
, it stood on the corridor just a wall away from Thirteen, with sharp claws and fangs exposed.
"It smells familiar, meow." The prison cat bared its teeth, but at this moment, the 30-pound live pig on its shoulders began to scream and flutter.
"Don't make noise, you beast, meow. I'll eat you later, meow." The prison cat said and continued to walk forward, humming the peek-a-boo nursery rhyme.
Thirteen was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and ate the sugar in big mouthfuls. If he really had to deal with that evil spirit at this time, Thirteen would have no choice but to go up and bite it with his mouth.
Reluctantly, Thirteen tore off the rag on the everlasting lamp. After the silence returned outside, Thirteen crept out again. He moved more carefully than before, and the rag used to cover the everlasting lamp did not dare.
lost.
Following the footprints left by the prison cat, Thirteen came to the mass grave in the center of the laboratory. He hid in a dark place and watched the prison cat throw the live pig on his shoulder into the huge pit of bones in front of him.
Many of the bones were trampled by the howling fat pig. The domestic animal swung its short legs and rushed towards the edge of the pit. The white pig skin was scratched by the broken bones. Blood flowed out and dripped on the sea of bones.
middle.
Just when Thirteen couldn't understand, suddenly, a huge white hand made of bones rushed out from the pile of bones and dragged the howling pig inside.
The pig's cry stopped suddenly, and bright red pig blood spurted out from the gaps in the bones like a fountain, and then turned into tiny blood droplets and sprayed on the white bones. The blood stains were quickly absorbed by the bones, and the bones suddenly returned to calm.
It's like nothing happened.
Thirteen, who was hiding in the dark, froze up. He had never seen such a monster before. Even though he had been a temporary worker in the Underworld Bureau for 8 years and handled hundreds of cases, he had never seen it before.
Calculated from the size of that hand, the evil spirit lurking in the sea of bones is over 15 meters tall, which is close to the height of a five-story building. And the spiritual pressure released instantly when killing the pig is far more than a four-star
Even the strength of the six-star evil ghost that Shisan had only seen once.
Thirteen's trembling is the instinctive fear of creatures higher up in the food chain. Just like a rabbit that has never seen a predator, it will be frightened to the point of being unable to move when it sees a lion for the first time.
"Does it taste good, meow? The master said, after today, you don't have to eat animals anymore, meow. You can go out and eat people as you like. Meow, I really want to eat people, meow. The meat of animals is too smelly. I go to bed first."
Come on, meow, tonight will be our grand party, meow." The prison cat licked the cat's paws with its barbed tongue, squinting its eyes and comforted.
After saying that, the huge monster turned around and left the mass grave, disappearing into the dark corridor.
Thirteen has forgotten the purpose of coming here. The dining table and the head-dropping master are no longer important. Thirteen only knows that the guy in the pile of bones must not be revived, otherwise no one knows how many people will die.
In its hands, it will definitely turn into a catastrophe for the human world.
Go back to the headquarters and tell the others. This was the only thought that came to Thirteen's mind. He stood up from the corner and turned around and rushed out, running towards the exit with all his strength.
The long-lit lantern dragged in the hand was swung almost parallel to the ground by the traction force, and the blue will-o'-the-wisp turned into a straight line of halo in the air.
But suddenly, on one side of Thirteen's running trajectory, and in the dark room on the other side of the corridor, black and white claws stabbed out like spears. Thirteen's reaction did not follow suit, and he only felt that he
The side of his neck felt like being hit by an iron pillar, and his brain was deprived of oxygen. He was like a panicked mouse being slapped on the wall by a cat. What was waiting for him was to hit him again after the cat had enough fun.
Eat a little bit and eat it all.
"I caught you, meow, it smells familiar to me, meow!" The prison cat used its huge right palm to force Thirteen to the wall, and both feet were off the ground. Five sharp claws stretched out from the cat's lunge.
He grabbed Thirteen's throat, and the skin suddenly split open, and blood dripped on his claws.
The prison cat exposed its sharp canines, and the smell of blood made the evil spirit extremely excited, but just when it was about to eat.
"You cheated!" Thirteen shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Cheating, meow? Why did I cheat, meow?" The prison cat obviously doesn't have a very good mind, and the animal-type evil spirits generally have very weak IQs.
"Isn't it playing hide-and-seek? You started without even counting. What does it mean if it's not cheating? Do you understand the rules?!" Thirteen could hardly breathe.
"It seems like this, Meow!" The prison cat admitted his mistake and let go of his paws, letting Thirteen fall freely to the floor. "I'm sorry, Meow, because the guys in the past were not very good at playing hide and seek. Meow, they
They all just know how to yell meow, they are so stupid meow.”
"Big Cat, since it is a game, there are conditions for victory and defeat. If you find me, I will let you eat me. If I successfully escape from here, I will win. What do you think?" Shisan tried to calm down.
, pouring white sugar into his mouth frantically.
"Yes, meow. You can't escape anyway, meow. In the end, I will eat you meow. I will eat meow from the feet up, so that I can eat meow for a long time and still be alive." The prison cat said with a smile.
"Okay, you count 10,000 times first." Thirteen patted the dust on his body and stood up.
"I'm just abiding by the rules of the game, meow. I'm not really stupid, meow. If you want to take advantage of me, meow, I'll just count and eat you right now, meow!" The prison cat licked the beard at the corner of its mouth and said with a ferocious expression, "I
Count to 50, and the game starts after 50. This is your last chance, so be sure to hide it well."
"Okay." As long as Thirteen is still alive at this moment, anything will work.
"1 meow, 2 meow..." The prison cat's meowing habit gave Thirteen the opportunity to count 100 times. Thirteen turned around and ran quickly, but he didn't run towards the exit at all, because Thirteen knew,
Even if he was as fast as a cheetah now, there was no way he could reach the exit within 100 times, not to mention that the prison cat he was chasing was an animal-type three-star evil spirit. From the action of pouncing on the food just now, Thirteen knew that
I will never outrun this feline in my life.
Its attacks are very fast, and its strength is comparable to that of the Oni Ape, but its agility is unmatched by the Oni's ape.
I saw Thirteen rushing into an empty room when the prison cat counted to 5. He smashed the ever-burning lantern in his hand, stepped on the will-o'-the-wisp, grabbed the corpse oil and smeared it on his body crazily,
The fishy and disgusting smell effectively hid the original smell of Thirteen.
And when the prison cat started to count 15, Thirteen stood on the ground with his hands forming a seal, and shouted loudly, "Maoshan Jida's true magical skill! The Eighth Marshal showed his magical power! Even though Mr. Jiuhou is drunk, he still knows things.
North and south wind!”
As Thirteen spoke, he stamped his feet violently as if having a convulsion, and his head kept shaking. Only the seals formed by his hands did not dare to dissipate for a moment.
This is the legendary divine attack, a special technique that comes from folk gods. It uses special spells and self-hypnosis to obtain special divine power. And the god that Thirteen is worshiping at this moment is...
"I invite God Erlang to sit down and take possession of the divine dog Xiaotian! The god beats away the magic, and the talisman reaches the talisman. Three days until death, there is no way to fix it. Seven days until death, three days can be rectified. You can't fight randomly, and you can't act randomly.
Flowers are planted on the bottom of the sea, and the hatred is the deepest. God beats away the magic, and the talisman reaches the talisman, and the name will be passed down through the ages!"
Thirteen, who was twitching like a horn, suddenly stopped. He opened his closed eyes, and his pupils turned into an upright shape like a beast, glowing faintly in the darkness, and the corners of his slightly cracked mouth grinned.
It has the canine teeth of both humans and animals.
"49 meow! 50 meow! I've finished counting meow! I'm going to start looking for you, meow!" The prison cat lowered its arms covering its eyes excitedly and looked straight at it. It thought that 50 would be enough time to count.
Thirteen hid himself better, making the hide-and-seek game in the underground laboratory more interesting.
But Thirteen, whose whole body was smeared with black corpse oil, was standing on the walkway no more than 10 meters away in front of it, with his fangs exposed in a ferocious smile, and a pair of brown beast eyes that made people feel chilly, and under his
He also held a bayonet for a small Japanese 38-gauge rifle in his hand.