But why did the door appear in front of me now? It looked intact, and it was tightly connected to the door frame, not even a trace was exposed. Then I looked at the door again. There was no scorch mark on the sky blue door panel. It was obviously not the same as me.
What I saw before were completely two different doors.
Could it be that in the few minutes when I turned around to sort out the medicine, someone had unknowingly changed the door to a new one? It is impossible to think about it, both emotionally and logically.
But the ironclad facts are right in front of me, and I have to believe that although there are countless things in this world that cannot be explained by logic and common sense, since I became a disciple of Liu Yishou, I came into contact with the person hidden in the shadows.
After entering another world, I firmly believe that everything in the world is connected by cause and effect, and nothing is without reason or origin.
The so-called incomprehensible, the so-called unknowable is just because you know too little and the field you are exposed to is not broad enough, so that you cannot see through the phenomenon to see the essence hidden underneath.
I calmed down and carefully observed all the furnishings in the room. Except for the missing mahogany sword and the changed door, everything else remained unchanged and remained exactly the same as what I saw before I turned around.
I tried to kick the door open, but it was all in vain. Without the rebounding force of the barrier, it just stood there like a hard and endless wall. No matter how windy or rainy it was, I remained motionless.
This medical office is set up in a factory building, so there are no windows that can penetrate to the outside. The surroundings are very dark. I pressed the light switch and there was no light coming from it. All other electrical instruments did not respond. It was obviously on this floor.
The building's main switch was not turned on.
I had no choice but to take out a bright talisman from my pocket, stick it on the table, and recite a simple spell. After a while, a small red sun rose up on the table, with a dazzling and bright light shining from it.
Covered the whole house.
Like most animals, humans are light-oriented creatures. Under the illumination of the bright talisman, I feel much more peaceful and my field of vision has expanded. It seems that the surrounding atmosphere is no longer so cold and scary.
Then with the light emitted by the talisman, I scanned the room thoroughly from top to bottom. Except for a few large bottles covered with white cloth in the corner, the rest of the room looked exactly like a normal infirmary.
There are no notable exceptions.
Compared to the simple and shabby bedrooms on the first floor, the infirmary has a lot more furniture, including bookcases, tables and chairs, sinks, air conditioners, and even a recliner. It seems that the conditions in some cheap guest houses are not as good as
This is great.
I knelt down out of boredom to see if there were any valuable clues under the table, but I caught a glimpse of the number 408 written with a marker near the table's leg.
408? What is this? Is it the number of the table? I turned over and looked around in the chairs, recliners and hospital beds next to me. They all had the word 408 written on them.
I had some guesses in my mind, but I wasn't sure yet, so I got up and looked through the bookcase and the sink again. The words 408 were written on the spine of each book, and under the washbasins next to the sink
There is also this string of numbers.
This reminds me of the past years of living in school dormitories. The furniture and some basic daily necessities used in each dormitory are provided by the school. The room number is often written on the corner of them to avoid moving or borrowing them.
Sometimes, they get confused because they look exactly the same.
Since this East District factory building is used as an office and living area for employees, the furniture should have been purchased and distributed in a unified manner, so it is normal for the room numbers to be written on the corners.
Wait, 408?
Does this mean that the number of this infirmary is 408? Impossible. I remember clearly that the previous diary mentioned the infirmary on the third floor. I counted the floors myself and ended up on the third floor.
Maybe it's added an extra layer without even realizing it.
What's more, even if I went to the wrong floor, since there is already an infirmary on the third floor, why did I open another infirmary upstairs when the distance is so close and the other rooms do not occupy a large area?
Obviously it does not conform to normal building functional planning.
A second guess came to my mind. Could it be that although this room is on the third floor, it uses the original furniture and furnishings of 408, so the number is not equal to the room number?
But I always feel that this conjecture is still a bit forced. The reason is very simple. Moving all the furniture and supplies from upstairs to this room, including books and washbasins, is very suspicious in itself. I
I really can't think of any motive that made the original owner of this room do such a thankless thing.
Secondly, the medical machinery here, including hospital beds and ventilators, are also marked with the word 408. These items can only appear in the infirmary and will not be involved in the daily life office, unless there are really two infirmaries here.
Can't explain this problem.
By the way, why don't I just check the house number outside? Although I couldn't go out, the window at the door was transparent. I picked up the throat speculum placed on the cabinet, which doctors usually use to check the patient's oral hygiene.
I looked up the mirror, ran to the small window at the door, and adjusted the angle to the outside of the door. Soon, the house number came into view.
408 is still this familiar number, but it makes me go crazy.
I tried to turn around to see the door numbers of other rooms, and as expected, they all started with 4, proving that the place I was currently on was indeed the fourth floor.
What's going on? Am I really so confused that I went to the wrong floor and found another infirmary by accident?
I couldn't come up with any results after thinking about it, so I could only give up figuring out where I was and turn my attention to another thing that caught my attention.
Those are several large jars standing in the corner of the infirmary, covered by pale cloth. They are about two meters high and more than one meter wide. The bottom part that is not covered by the white cloth seems to reveal that there is a large amount of liquid stored in them.
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However, as the Minghuang Talisman became brighter and brighter, the black shadow outline of what was hidden behind the white cloth began to appear. It was very blurry at first, as if it was just an indistinct thick strip.
But as I input more and more Tao methods into Minghuang Talisman, the brightness of the room gradually increased, and the details on the outline slowly emerged:
Round head, slender limbs, moderate body shape... Oh my god, that's a human! The specimens contained in these bottles are actually human corpses.