The door was wide open, and the old man was standing at the door, with a little confusion in his eyes.
"I'm not dead?"
Chen Ge had met this unsmiling old man, also in the charnel house No. 8. At that time, the old man's body was next to Liu Zhengyi.
His expression was peaceful when soaked in formalin, completely different from now.
"It seems that all the people displayed in Corpse No. 8 still retain their memories and personalities, and have not been affected by the bloody world."
The world behind the door is filled with all kinds of negative emotions. If you stay there for a long time, you will be affected subtly. Only the purest people can persevere.
The Liu Zhengyi I met before was upright and upright. When he heard that students were being bullied, he was immediately ready to stand up for the students. He was upright. The same was true for the old gentleman in front of Chen Ge now.
Combining Liu Zhengyi's experience just now, Chen Ge vaguely understood something: "Maybe it is because the blood-red world cannot assimilate them, so it forcibly manipulates them every once in a while to make them forget certain things in order to maintain this place.
of stability.”
Chen Ge is a very calm person, and another question quickly appeared in his mind: "It is obviously easier to kill them than to forcibly control their minds, but the bloody world did not do this. The world behind the door has no sympathy and
It's a pity that they are still alive today, which means they will definitely be useful to the world behind the door!"
"The monster calls the old man a doctor. Whether it is Liu Zhengyi or this old gentleman, they should be the top doctors in a certain field."
"The owner of the door seems to want to resurrect someone. He kept these two doctors probably to help him complete the so-called experiment of resurrecting the dead."
Through the monster's conversation and some clues he had, Chen Ge came to a conclusion.
"The two monsters were reluctant to touch the old man for fear of causing trouble, but it's completely different for me." Chen Ge put the white cat into his backpack, put away the skull-crushing hammer, and walked out of the corner calmly.
Hearing the footsteps, the old man slowly raised his head. When he saw Chen Ge, he was a little surprised. It felt like he was suddenly startled.
"I'm really curious about what I look like in their eyes?" Chen Ge walked to the old man politely: "Old sir, I have a few words to say to you. Can I spare a few minutes of your time?"
"It should be class time now, which class are you in?" The old man glanced at Chen Ge a few times, and seemed to be getting used to it, and his expression returned to normal.
"Old man, I heard the conversation between you and those two people just now." Chen Ge got straight to the point, and he was not going to waste any more time.
"So what if you hear it? Do you think I'm a lunatic?" The old man grabbed the door of the charnel house and prepared to go back.
"You are not crazy. In fact, you are indeed dead." After Chen Ge finished saying this, the entire passage became quiet, and he could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing on the ceiling.
The old man looked at Chen Ge deeply, said nothing, nodded slightly, and got out of the way.
After obtaining the old man's consent, Chen Ge ducked into the charnel house No. 4.
This is a small charnel house. Due to wiring reasons, charnel house No. 4 was later decommissioned and transformed into a specimen room.
"Bang!"
The door was closed, but the old man still didn't say a word. He walked to the shelves where various organ specimens were placed.
Chen Ge didn't understand what the old man was going to do, so he followed quietly.
The old man led him to the innermost shelf: "If you have anything to say, just say it here. People outside can't see it here."
Chen Ge nodded and said, "Old man, can you describe what I look like in your eyes?"
"None of the facial features are where they should be. It's no small miracle that you are alive." The old gentleman spoke very rudely.
"What do the surrounding walls and shelves look like to you?"
"Wall?" The old man heard something behind Chen Ge's words: "It's painted with white paint and has just been renovated. It's very clean."
"Then do you know what this wall looks like to me?" Chen Ge pointed to the wall beside him: "Its surface is wrapped in a transparent blood film and covered with blood vessels of different thicknesses, just like human organs.
Keep beating.”
After Chen Ge finished speaking, he pointed at his face: "What I see is the real world. I believe you should have realized this."
The more pure and strong-willed a person is during life, the less likely it is to control the world inside the door after death. The old gentleman belongs to this category. Not only has he not been affected by the negative emotions of the bloody world, he is also constantly interacting with the people of the bloody world.
During the struggle, I gradually became aware of something.
"I know you may not be able to accept this when I tell you this suddenly, but this is a fact." Chen Ge has been paying attention to the old man. Once the old man's situation is not right, he will take immediate measures: "I once saw him in the underground charnel house No. 8.
Looking at you, your body is soaked in formalin and your expression is peaceful."
"You mean, not only am I dead, but I also donated my body to the school?" The old man tried his best to think back, and he vaguely remembered something, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
On the walls and on the ground, several blood vessels rushed towards the old man in an instant.
A similar thing had already happened before Chen Ge's eyes. This time he was well prepared. He took out the skull-crushing hammer when the blood vessels first appeared and smashed open all the blood vessels that were close to them.
But then, more blood vessels surged out of the ground and walls.
"Old man! Think about the decisions you have made! Everything you see is fake!"
He protected the old man and broke the nearby blood vessels, but this could only delay him for a few seconds.
There was the sound of heavy breathing in the passage outside the door, and the "security guard" was also attracted.
"What decision have I made?" The old man's eyes became clear for a moment, but then those blood vessels wrapped around the old man's body from behind.
His eyes changed between blood red and black and white, and the old man's expression was very painful. When he was about to bear it no longer, it was as if his body had finally formed an instinct after countless trainings. When he felt the extreme pain, he stretched out his hand
into his own sleeves.
In the end, the old man still couldn't get rid of the control. After the blood vessels disappeared, he lay weakly on the ground.
"Old man?" Chen Ge knelt down and helped the old man up: "Can you still remember who I am?"
Covering his heart, the old man stood up from the ground. He looked at Chen Ge and shook his head in confusion. Then he seemed to suddenly remember something and reached out to lift his sleeves.
His skinny arms were covered with wounds dug out with fingernails.
He looked at the latest wound and thought thoughtfully: "When did there be another wound?"