At this time, everyone knows that there may be a terrifying secret in the refrigerator behind this door!
To go in? Or not to go in. That is the question.
"Damn it! It's already here, let's go in and take a look. I still don't believe there are any powerful monsters or ghosts in this school hospital?"
Fu Yang gritted his teeth, reached out and grasped the rusty handle and pulled it.
Creak...the door actually opened!
A rotten, dull, and cold breath came to my face.
"It's so cold! Although this refrigerator is abandoned, it seems the temperature inside is still very low?"
"Boss Fu, I think it's better not to meddle in other people's business, right? How about we go back home?"
Mr. Xiong was a little reluctant. As soon as he turned around, he wanted to leave.
Fu Yang's eyes flashed sharply. He flew up and kicked it accurately on its chubby butt.
ah……
A scream.
The chubby Mr. Bear flew directly into the refrigerator room. He even heard his angry yelling: "Fu Yang, you stupid bastard... Ouch, you fell to death!"
Fu Yang laughed and walked in.
The refrigerated room in the morgue is much smaller than expected. I wonder if it was used to store the bodies of some important dignitaries in the past, or if it had other secret purposes.
After entering, there is a rectangular room of about thirty square meters, with many old bed frames scattered around.
Surrounded by iron shelves against the wall, there is a sense of frost condensation on them. Various lines are exposed on the wall, giving it the feeling of a dilapidated civilization in a science fiction movie.
"This place is as dilapidated as a garbage dump. There's not even a ghost in sight!"
Fu Yang frowned.
Mr. Xiong chuckled, stretched out his furry little paw and pointed in front: "You want a ghost? Go forward. The smell of blood is so strong!"
He hurriedly used his magic to take a look, and sure enough, all he saw was blood and gloom in front of him. It was obvious that there was something very ferocious and evil!
It turns out that the cold storage room is divided into two rooms, the inner and outer rooms, and there is another room inside.
call……
Fu Yang took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally. He took a few steps forward.
Crunch…
He reached out and pushed open an iron door that was ajar, and walked in with Mr. Xiong.
The room inside this room is smaller than the one outside, only 20 square meters, and the scene is unobstructed. In the center is a large black wood coffin!!!
"There is indeed a problem!"
Fu Yang's heart suddenly shook, and his attention was completely attracted by the big black coffin.
The coffin was about two meters long and half a meter wide. There were some strange spells drawn with cinnabar around the coffin - Fu Yang found that he didn't recognize any of them.
Mr. Xiong got closer and took a closer look, and then exclaimed: "This is a coffin for raising puppets!"
Raising a puppet coffin? What is that?
Fu Yang looked at Mr. Xiong curiously, waiting for his explanation.
"Taoist arts are broad and profound. There are righteous ways, evil ways, and heretical ways. This lineage of raising puppets belongs to the heretical ways. They are both good and evil, neither good nor evil. They are good at using various external forces to create and cultivate puppets. This
There are many things to say about puppets, including corpse puppets, demon puppets, and ghost puppets... Once developed, they are extremely powerful. In short, they are very complicated. It can be regarded as a system."
I see!
Fu Yang nodded, understanding in his heart.
This so-called puppet-raising technique is probably somewhat similar to the ghost way that I inherited. It is a school that is different from the orthodox Taoism of the three giants of the Taoist sect. But it is definitely not as domineering and powerful as the ghost way...
"Fat Cat, what kind of puppet is inside this coffin? Is it evil?"
Mr. Xiong poked Fu Yang's calf with his paw and screamed.
"Are you stupid? This is a morgue, what kind of puppet do you think you can raise? He must be a powerful corpse puppet! He must not be a good person to raise corpse puppets in a place like a hospital where ordinary people gather. What if?
If something goes wrong, more people will die."
Fu Yang nodded, this must be a demon. In this case, this coffin and the ghost inside must be destroyed!
"Okay, let's open the coffin! Let's go, Pikachu Bear!"
Fu Yang kicked its round butt and asked Mr. Xiong to open the coffin.
Mr. Xiong was immediately furious.
He jumped up and punched Fu Yang's knee: "Fuck! Do you think I'm the spiritual beast you raised? I'll do whatever you want..."
"Two fresh fish weighing ten pounds..."
"Deal! I want catfish instead of carp, so grandpa can go too!"
Mr. Xiong shouted excitedly and rushed towards the black wooden coffin.
Its claws are very sharp, and it can also wave out demonic energy to form claw shadows. It cuts at the joints of the four corners of the black wooden coffin...
Fu Yang saw sawdust flying everywhere, and the lid of the sealed black wood coffin was soon loosened.
Mr. Xiong jumped back with a backflip and landed in front of Fu Yang: "Quick! Let's see if he's strong or not? Is he going to explode?"
"Yes, yes, your cock exploded!"
The silly fat cat didn't understand Fu Yang's teasing at all. He actually hugged his little paws happily and said, "Dang, it's exploded! Master, dang, it's exploded! There will be fish to eat when we go back."
To be honest, if he weren't in such a depressing and dangerous place, Fu Yang would have laughed so much that he peed on the spot. This is so funny than a fat cat demon...
He stopped smiling and became serious. He approached the black wooden coffin whose lid had been damaged by Master Xiong, took a deep breath, and slapped it out with both palms at the same time with all his strength!
boom!
There was a loud noise.
The huge coffin lid was pushed open by Fu Yang. Although it was not as domineering as flying out, it fell to the ground, revealing the scene inside the coffin.
Mr. Xiong also jumped onto Fu Yang's shoulders and looked inside with him.
I saw that the coffin was actually filled with black soil!
"Huh? There's no body? Just a coffin filled with weird black earth?"
Fu Yang felt a little strange. He had been prepared to see a very terrifying corpse - a corpse puppet to be precise.
Mr. Xiong plucked Fu Yang's hair with two paws, kept standing, and looked at him for a while.
"Fuck! These are all grave soil from more than thirty years ago. It's a full coffin. There are so many. It seems that it took a long time to collect them."
Grave soil?
After hearing Fat Cat's words, Fu Yang frowned.
Of course he knows the purpose of the soil on the tomb. The yin energy is very strong and it is used in many yin and evil Taoist magic. And the longer the time, the higher the magic power it contains. Thirty years ago, it is already considered a relatively rare evil magic material.
"So the corpse is buried under the soil of these graves? Right, Fatty?"
"Fat sister! Can you call me Mr. Xiong? Theoretically, that should be the case. But it's very strange... raising corpses in the soil of graves requires a large supply of evil energy. A mere morgue will definitely
It’s not enough. There is no Yin Gathering Formation or the like nearby. How do you raise this guy? Is he just an amateur and stupid?" (Third update)