You can feel the cold air coming out through the wooden door.
If ordinary people came here at night, they would probably be so frightened that they would almost want to leave first.
"Is the door locked?"
An old-fashioned large iron lock was hung on the door. Fu Yang frowned, considering whether to directly destroy it violently.
"Do we still have to let grandpa take action?"
Mr. Xiong triumphantly waved his furry palm, and with a clang, a sharp and long claw popped out.
He stabbed it directly into the keyhole and pulled it out vigorously, with a vicious expression in his eyes.
For some reason, Fu Yang felt his anus tighten...
Click!
The big ancient iron lock made a crisp sound and bounced open.
Mr. Xiong came back, held his paw and made an "oh yeah" gesture.
Fu Yang took off the iron lock, pushed open the side door of the morgue, and walked in.
Cold, eerie, scary...
There are many words to describe the morgue at night.
But for a Taoist priest and a monster, it is not an unbearable horror.
"Go in! I really want to see what's weird about the morgue in this school hospital."
Fu Yang took Master Xiong and walked in.
Just like the time I came three months ago, there were only a few incandescent lamps in the morgue, and the light was dim. There were also a few lamps that had poor contact, and they made a sizzling sound of electricity, flickering.
The morgue flickers on and off.
The rows of mortuary beds are arranged very neatly, half of them are empty; the other half naturally has corpses lying on them, covered with white cloth. A plastic tag is hung near the feet of the corpse, with the name of the corpse and the name of the death on it.
Date and other information.
"Damn! I'm obviously a powerful mage, why do I still feel uncomfortable?"
Fu Yang looked at the corpses in the room and still felt a chill on his back.
The fat cat demon clasped his hands behind his back like an old man, and gave Fu Yang serious instructions: "Boy, don't you understand this? You feel uncomfortable, not because you are afraid of these corpses or the possible walking dead ghosts.
The subconscious fear of death itself. This has nothing to do with the power of Taoist magic, but an experience of state of mind and cultivation! For example, my grandfather and I have been to the underworld for a walk. I have beaten judges, molested Po Meng, and black and white.
Wu Chang drank wine and had sex with a bull-headed horse..."
boom!!!
Before Mr. Xiong finished speaking, there was a sudden loud noise on the morgue next to him. A corpse covered in scars sat up straight!
"Oh my god! I'm so scared!"
The guy screamed, and hid behind Fu Yang with a swish. Two furry ones grabbed his calves, and the flesh of his round body trembled...
Fu Yang laughed!
"Fat Cat, I'm really impressed by you. You're so awesome, you're going to be slapped in the face right away, right?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gently tapped the forehead of the corpse who was sitting up.
The corpse's mouth suddenly opened, spitting out a turbid smell, and then fell down again. It lay motionless on the morgue.
"I just felt that there is a yin energy in this dead body that has not been dispersed and is trapped in the chest. If it cannot be channeled, it will become a walking corpse in a few days! That's why I used Taoist techniques to make it
Just spit out this turbid gas and it will be normal. This will scare you so much that you hide behind my feet and brag that you have been to the underworld."
Mr. Xiong let go of Fu Yang's legs with his little paws, hummed a few words, and argued that it was not because he was afraid of ghosts or corpses. It was just because he was startled by the sudden movement. He accidentally stepped on the ground when walking with you.
reason……
Fu Yang shrugged, not commenting on the joke.
He used Taoist magic to check the corpses in the entire morgue with the "Watching Evil Technique", but found no problems. The dead corpses lying on the morgue were all normal, their bodies were empty, and there was no such thing as Yin Qi or Corpse Qi.
.
It's really not like you can turn into a zombie and rush towards you with claws and teeth, wanting to fuck you every minute.
"Huh? This is strange. Are there no walking corpses?"
Fu Yang was puzzled.
I wonder if it has been transferred by someone behind the scenes, or if it has cast a spell on its own to disperse the yin energy accumulated in the walking corpse, turning the walking corpse into an ordinary dead corpse again?
Finally, I decided to take a walk deeper into the morgue. After all, although the building is a bungalow-style building, there might be some doorways at the bottom.
Sure enough, we haven't reached the end yet. Mr. Xiong suddenly became alert and sniffed his nose vigorously.
"Boy Fu, I smell a smell of blood mixed with rancidity. I'm afraid there's something going on ahead, so be prepared."
It seems that this fat cat has a pretty sharp nose, just like a dog!
With Master Xiong's reminder, he was at least mentally prepared. Even if there was any sudden attack, he would not be caught off guard...
I walked forward cautiously and discovered that if I turned to the left at this end of the morgue, there was still a mortuary area.
In other words, the morgue in the school hospital is actually in the shape of an "L"!
"Okay! Maybe the weirdness is here..."
Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong walked to the end, turned around, and looked warily at the recessed place here, ready for battle!
But in front of them, except for the empty morgue beds, there was not a single ghost.
"No! The smell of blood is still very strong. It's not from the front, it's from..."
Mr. Xiong was suddenly startled and shouted: "Boy Fu, pay attention to the top of your head!"
What?!
Fu Yang was shocked.
He suddenly raised his head and saw a bloody face appearing above his head, exuding a terrifying evil aura.
It's a walking corpse dripping with blood!
This ghost thing actually hung upside down from the ceiling of the morgue with its legs. Its hands no longer resembled human shapes. The nails were half a foot long, like some kind of terrifying monster.
At this moment, he was making a move to pounce on Fu Yang!
Fortunately, Mr. Xiong reminded him, so he reacted half a second faster...
"Shield Talisman!"
Both hands were drawing talisman in the air at the same time, and a complex talisman's shadow flashed out of thin air. Red light flashed, and a red light in the shape of a shield appeared in front of Fu Yang's hands.
Almost at the same time, the bloody corpse hanging upside down from the ceiling fell down!
boom!!!
There was a loud noise and the air flow trembled.
Fu Yang felt his palms numb and staggered back a few steps. He rested his butt on a morgue before he stopped.
"It's so dangerous! If it hadn't been for Mr. Xiong's warning, I might have been caught by this thing and my skin would have peeled off even if I didn't die."
Thinking of this, Fu Yang felt that he should bully this fat cat demon less...
But when Mr. Xiong reminded Fu Yang, he was also facing the attack of another walking corpse. But this guy’s claws were not vegetarian either. (First update)