Chen Ge did not expect that the old man would record in this way. The fact that the old man could still do these things when his blood vessels crawled up his body and he was in extreme pain showed that this man had extremely strong willpower, far beyond ordinary people.
"Old man, you dug this wound yourself. You can compare it with your nails. Just now I saw with my own eyes that you dug it out with the index and middle fingers of your other hand."
"I dug it myself? But why don't I remember it at all?"
While the two were talking, heavy breathing came from the corridor, and the monster with a hollowed-out face came over.
The terrifying face was pressed against the window of warehouse No. 4. Its sight was blocked by the shelves filled with specimens. After being unable to see the scene inside the room, it seemed to be preparing to come in.
The door shook, the monster was very powerful.
"Don't move around here." The old man put down his sleeves and walked out of the shelf. He walked directly to the door and opened the door.
The huge monster made up of corpses stuck its head into the house. It had no face, the inside of its skull was clean, and it was unclear how it sensed the outside world.
"Who let you in?" The old man's voice was stern.
In terms of height and body shape, he was only half of that monster, but in terms of aura, the two sides were not on the same level at all.
The old man's eyes were sharp. After he noticed that the monster had not left, he raised his arm and stopped in front of the monster: "This is not where you should be, get out!"
Hiding behind the shelves, Chen Ge also felt that the scene in front of him was a bit incredible. There was a huge difference in strength between the two sides, but they felt that their auras were exactly the opposite.
"The world in the old man's eyes is different from mine. Maybe in his eyes, the person who comes in is just an ordinary person with bad intentions."
The monster was blocked by the old man at the door. It seemed to be aware of Chen Ge. A gap opened in its belly, and its broad palm dragged out a blood-stained rope from behind.
The smell of blood and stench spread out, and the monster showed its fangs, but at this time the old man not only did not give in, but also took another step forward.
He yelled at the monster, his voice getting louder and louder.
The two sides were in a stalemate at the door for a while. The monster's belly split open and it made a sound similar to gasping. It was extremely angry, but it had no choice but to leave unwillingly.
After the monster disappeared at the end of the corridor, the old man closed the door, returned to the shelf, and took off the clothes on his arms: "Let's continue the topic. You saw me gouging myself, but why don't I remember it at all?"
"Old man, don't you have any memory of wounds, blood vessels, or death in your mind?"
"I seem to have been having the same nightmare recently. When I close my eyes, many blood vessels will wrap around my body. I struggle desperately to resist, but I will still be dragged into the darkness by those blood vessels, and then I wake up.
The old man touched the wounds on his arms and said, "I don't remember when these wounds were left."
Chen Ge told the old man what had just happened, but just halfway through, the organs on the wall began to beat wildly, and heavy breathing sounded in the corridor outside. In desperation, Chen Ge had to give up.
"Let's wait a little longer. We don't have the strength to protect ourselves now, so it's useless to tell you." Chen Ge finally understood that as soon as the old man recalled something important, the bloody world behind the door would forcibly control him.
, the monster that has been wandering in the corridor will also come.
After this time, Chen Ge didn't think he would be so lucky next time.
Rather than reminding the old man of everything, it is more important to break the blood film.
"Old man, is there anything else you need my help with?"
Chen Ge suddenly spoke. The old man was confused about the situation. He thought for a long time and stared at Chen Ge: "I want you to take me to the charnel house No. 8."
"The charnel house No. 8?" Chen Ge did not expect the old man to make such a request: "The charnel house has been sealed. Where are you going and what are you doing?"
"I don't know either, but I think something very important to me is locked there. Maybe I went in before and forgot something in it."
"Do I have to enter Corpse Room No. 8?" It takes time to open the lock. During the process of opening the door, more than one monster may be attracted, and then your situation will be in danger.
"Yes." The old man nodded. He had a very stubborn temper and was sure that he only needed Chen Ge to help him do this.
Entering corpse warehouse No. 8 is very dangerous, but Chen Ge can't find other "people" in a short period of time. He now feels that the bloody world has begun to notice him, and if the situation continues, the situation may be even more unfavorable to him.
"Staying in the blood mist in the world behind the door, the blood film on the surface of the skin will continue to thicken. There are two other unlucky guys in the room in the core area. If I delay too long, the two of them may directly
Suffocate to death."
Chen Ge finally nodded: "Okay, I'll take you to warehouse No. 8."
After receiving Chen Ge's affirmative reply, the old man's expression relaxed a lot. He couldn't help but look at Chen Ge with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. He didn't know why, but he felt that this kid was particularly pleasing to the eye.
In fact, the old man had such an illusion only because Chen Ge was an outsider. He was completely different from the monsters in the door. The old man felt a rare trace of humanity from him.
If Li Xu and Ma Wei were to come here, the old man might feel that they were more friendly.
"The key to warehouse No. 8 should be in the principal's office. It's difficult to get there. I know a road leading there. The nearest one has more security guards, and the other one has fewer people walking there, but..."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. You don't have to use a key to open the door." Chen Ge felt that he just wanted to break the blood film and fulfill the old man's wish. He didn't want to cause so much trouble: "You can just follow me to the No. 8 charnel house.
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Chen Ge walked to the door, and the old man reminded him uneasily: "Every time I leave this room, I have a very bad premonition in my heart. I don't know why. Please pay more attention later. In addition, there are also
One thing is, we must not be seen by others."
The old man seemed to have had the experience of running away before. He could not remember exactly what happened at that time, but he only had a vague impression.
"Don't worry, I'm here." There is only a thin layer of blood on Chen Ge's body. After fulfilling the old man's wish, he should be fully recognized, and then he will no longer have to hide around.
Opening the door, Chen Ge walked out of the house. When he came out, nothing changed in the passage.
But when the old man stepped out, the entire passage shook slightly, and the organs on the wall shrank significantly faster.
"Don't waste time, go straight there! Hurry up!"
The surrounding area of the underground charnel house has complex terrain and is connected to many buildings. Chen Ge was glad that he had memorized the map on his cellphone photo before entering.
Holding the skull-crushing hammer, Chen Ge walked towards the charnel house No. 8 with ease, while the old man followed him with firm eyes.
After the old man left the room, the bloody world obviously changed. If it was the calm before the storm, now the prelude to the storm has arrived.
There was no way back, and no other choice. Chen Ge led the old man through the passage quickly.
He was ready to rush over no matter who stood in front of him!
A strange smell wafted from the wall, and the blood flow in the blood vessels above his head became faster again. The morgues in the morgues on both sides made a banging sound, as if those blood vessels like giant pythons were feeling hungry again.
After turning a few corners, Chen Ge heard footsteps coming from in front of him. He tightened his grip on the Skull Crusher, and instead of slowing down, he ran faster and faster.
The person on the other side of the corridor seemed to have heard his footsteps, but the other person was timid and stopped decisively.
Turning the corner, Chen Ge saw two "logistics workers" with mud-like bodies repairing the passage. They were pushing a small car with mutilated corpses inside.
They patiently placed the corpse into the cracked gap in the wall, and then sewed the wall shut with red blood threads.
The two monsters were working hard. They didn't take it seriously when they saw Chen Ge coming over. They didn't show a ghostly expression until they saw the old man, looking nervous.
"Discovered."
Chen Ge was holding a skull-crushing hammer and was about to go over to silence them, but was stopped by the old man: "Don't worry about them, these guys are very timid. If you hurt them, the security will come over immediately, but if you ignore them, they won't have the guts to report the news."
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After the old man finished speaking, he stared at the two monsters. The two monsters turned around and continued to work as if they could not see Chen Ge and the old man.
"I have interacted with them more, so I know them better."
Chen Ge had long seen that those "monsters" were a little afraid of the old man: "You are also a cruel person in terms of feelings."
"We can't talk about it. Let's go to the charnel house No. 8 first, and we can talk about it when we get there."
The atmosphere in the passage became increasingly depressing, and the organs on the walls had begun to ooze blood. The situation was not optimistic.
After turning a few corners, Chen Ge and the old man ran to the door of warehouse No. 8 in just a few minutes.
At this time, the walls, floor, and blood vessels above the head of the passage began to ooze blood, and the surrounding blood mist also became much thicker.
"The door is locked, how can you open it without a key?" The old man stood in the blood mist. Ever since he left the room, his head had been feeling very painful, as if something was trying to break through some kind of restriction and come out.
"give it to me."
Now that there is no way out, Chen Ge stares at the lock on the door and raises the skull-crushing hammer high!
"Bang!"
The door shook, and the organs on the wall nearby were bleeding.
"It's really strong." Chen Ge gritted his teeth and smashed it with all his strength. He aimed at the joint between the door axis and the wall.
He had planned to smash the door from the beginning, and had the urge the first time he passed by.
In fact, even if this door is very strong, Chen Ge is not afraid. At worst, he will smash the wall next to it. No matter what, he can always find a way in.
As Chen Ge continued to smash, blood streaks continued to crawl out of the blood tank, making it look even more ferocious.
After smashing it for more than a dozen times, Chen Ge discovered that those blood threads were not just decorations, but seemed to have other special effects. It seemed that it was because of the existence of those blood threads that the skull-crushing hammer could cause great damage to the items in the bloody world behind the door.
Chen Ge himself didn't know how many times he smashed it, but the noise was too great, and it was completely different from the old man's previous plan.
He also thought about asking Chen Ge to steal the key, then quietly come to open the door and find something important to him.
But Chen Ge's style of doing things was completely beyond the norm. Maybe even the "principal" hidden deep in the underground charnel house would not have thought that someone would dare to be so crazy.
The door trembled, the chain on it rattled, and the lock was loose. What was even more terrifying was that the wall next to the lock was almost smashed through by Chen Ge.
There were gasps again from both ends of the corridor, and "security guards" came over.
"Are you ready?" The old man watched from behind and was frightened. His admiration for Chen Ge just now turned into a very subtle emotion.
"Right away!" Chen Ge gritted his teeth, took a few steps back, and used the strength of his body to strike hard with the hammer!
"Bang!"
The door of warehouse No. 8 hit the wall hard, and the hammer head continued to hit the edge of the wall, knocking off a large piece of organ.
The locked door was smashed open by Chen Ge. At this time, the "security guards" with hollowed-out faces on both sides of the corridor also ran over.
They are tall and composed of countless corpses, carrying hatred and pain. There are gaps in their stomachs, and their arms are constantly extending outwards.
"come on in!"
Chen Ge and the old man entered Warehouse No. 8 together. The old man's wish had come true, and the blood film on Chen Ge's body was slowly thinning.
He closed the door, held the skull-crushing hammer against the door panel with his back: "I hope I can drag it until the blood film disappears..."
Chen Ge originally didn't care about Warehouse No. 8, but when he looked up, he was stunned.
The structure of Warehouse No. 8 in the world inside the door is slightly different from that in the real world. There is a special container made of flesh and blood in Warehouse No. 8 in the world inside the door, and a man about forty years old wearing a white coat is imprisoned in it.
"Dr. Chen?!"
The man locked up in the container was Dr. Chen from the Jiujiang Children's Welfare Home. At the last moment of the trial mission in the Living Coffin Village, he seemed to be the one who drove away No. 10 of the Ghost Story Association.
"Why is he here? Did he lose during the fight?"
While Chen Ge was thinking, the door behind him was hit hard, and a bloodshot arm stretched out from the crack in the door.
The two monsters with hollowed-out faces are coming!
"Old man, have you found what you lost? I can't stand it anymore!" There is still a thin layer of blood on Chen Ge's arm, which cannot be removed no matter what.
He had started calling the ghost's name, but there was no response.
"Don't worry." The old man walked past the empty glass containers one after another, and finally stopped in front of the container containing his body in the real world. He put his palms against the glass and looked at the introduction on the front of the container.
"Wei Jiuqing, a professor at Jiujiang Forensic Medical College, founded the Jiujiang Institute of Life Sciences during his lifetime. After suffering from lung cancer at the age of 73, he made a will to donate his body for medical teaching."
He looked at the words on the container, and countless memories exploded in his mind.
It was about his own life and research, and the final scene was when he was about to die.
In the ward, he was preparing to donate his body to the school. At that time, his children were blocking him. He was weak and took a pen to say the last words.
"I would rather they make thousands of wrong cuts on me than make one wrong cut on a patient."