Chen Zifei didn't answer. He flicked his finger towards the wall in front of him, and immediately a blood arrow shot out and hit the wall. With a snapping sound, the wall gradually disappeared, revealing the iron door behind it.
A smile appeared on Chen Zifei's face and he let out a sigh of relief. He himself didn't know if this method was useful. After all, it was just a legend. Unexpectedly, it was actually successful. The wound on his finger stopped bleeding immediately after his internal force started to work a little.
Looking at the iron gate that appeared in front of her, Yami showed a look of surprise. This time she understood that her brother had not harmed himself just now.
"Brother, how did you do it? Does it have anything to do with your blood?" Yamei stared at Chen Zifei closely and said excitedly.
Chen Zifei showed a smile and said softly: "This is a method in our Chinese legend. I will tell you later. Let's go out first. After a while, the door disappeared again."
Yami's expression was stagnant, fearing that the iron door would disappear again, so he stepped forward and opened the iron door, pulling Chen Zifei and ran in. When he saw the familiar corridor, Yami leaned against the iron door and gasped.
Qi, there is a feeling of surviving a disaster.
"This seems to be the floor we were on just now." Chen Zifei pointed to the bathroom next to him. There was also the coin that Yamei just dropped on the wall.
Yami's eyes widened with surprise, and she exclaimed: "Yes, I knew this coin just fell. I was anxious and didn't pick it up. Didn't we go downstairs? Why are we still on this floor?"
"Maybe it was all an illusion from the moment we entered the stairwell. We didn't go down the stairs at all and kept spinning in circles." Chen Zifei said in a deep voice.
At this moment, the door of the ward closest to the bathroom was suddenly pushed open. Chen Zifei and Yamei were immediately alarmed by the sound and looked nervously at the open door.
The next second, a fat old man wearing a hospital gown walked out. Before the two of them could react, the entire corridor was already crowded with people, all of whom were patients wearing hospital gowns, both male and female.
Young and old, Chen Zifei and Yamei were all shocked. What is going on? Is there an emergency gathering in the hospital?
"Dad, why did he come out?" Yami suddenly pointed forward and exclaimed.
In the crowd, Nagasawa was also among them. Yami shouted loudly, but Nagasawa didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear it at all.
Seeing that Nagasawa didn't respond, Yami was about to run towards Nagasawa, but was held back by Chen Zifei.
He shook his head at Yami and whispered: "Don't disturb them, look into their eyes."
Yami was stunned and looked into the eyes of the patients not far away. He almost screamed and quickly covered his mouth. He saw that the patients had their eyes closed and there was no expression on their faces.
"Why do they have their eyes closed? Are they sleepwalking?" Yami shouted in horror.
Chen Zifei shook his head and whispered: "It's not like sleepwalking. It's impossible for so many patients to sleepwalk collectively. They seem to be going somewhere. Let's follow them and see."
At this time, the patients were swaying and moving slowly towards the elevator. Chen Zifei and Yami had already arrived at Nagasawa's side.
The elevator is rated to carry more than a dozen people, but at this time, after Chen Zifei and Yami followed Nagasawa, more than twenty people had already entered. People behind them were still crowding in, and in the end, more than thirty people were crowded in the elevator.
People were packed like sardine cans, and the elevator door slowly closed.
At this time, the elevator was more crowded than the subway in the morning and evening rush hours. The shorter ones were already breathing on other people's bodies, and they couldn't breathe. Chen Zifei forced a gap to prevent Yamei from suffocating to death, while the others
The patient seemed to be fine. Even though his face was completely blocked by the person's belly, he didn't show any signs of suffocation.
Yamei wanted to see the elevator buttons, but the surroundings were blocked by patients, and she couldn't see anything at all. Yamei whispered: "Brother, how many floors did they press?"
Chen Zifei's position was just close to the side of the elevator car, and he could barely see a little red light clearly through the gap.
"It seems to be going to the third floor below. Is that the parking lot?" Chen Zifei asked doubtfully.
Yami's body trembled suddenly, and she said with a horrified look on her face: "Brother, you must have seen it wrong. How could it be minus three?"
Chen Zifei looked hard again and said with certainty: "That's right, it's just minus three. Is there anything wrong with minus three?"
A look of horror appeared on Yami's face, and her voice trembled as she said: "Minus three... Minus three is the morgue..."
Chen Zifei frowned and his heart became excited. He didn't believe in any ghosts and gods. There were so many patients sleepwalking to the morgue in the middle of the night. What was this going to do? A party in the morgue?
With a ding, the elevator finally stopped, and the patients in the elevator walked out one after another. There was no confusion at all, as if they had practiced it countless times. Chen Zifei took Yamei and blended in with the crowd. Chen Zifei wanted to
See who is pretending to be a ghost. Although Yamei is afraid in her heart, her father and brother are here now, and she cannot leave.
After walking out of the elevator, there is a long corridor. Unlike other floors, there are no rooms on both sides of this corridor. There are only two large iron doors at the end of the corridor, which are like the giant mouths of beasts, exuding an eerie atmosphere.
breath.
This corridor is not very long, and soon the patient in front has reached the end. The iron door at the end does not seem to be locked, and is pushed open by the patient. Chen Zifei suddenly becomes nervous, and he can feel Yamei's hand on his hand.
Chen Zifei gave her a reassuring look despite the sweat on his palms, but it seemed to have no effect. Yamei could not help but tremble.
When Chen Zifei followed the crowd into the door, he saw the environment inside clearly. There was only one iron bed in the whole room. It was self-evident what this thing was for. And on the iron bed lay a beautiful woman. The woman
With your eyes closed, at first glance, it looks like a living person, lifelike, without any aura of death.
Chen Zifei's heart twitched and he looked at this woman in horror. How could she appear here? Although Chen Zifei had never seen this woman in reality, he had met this woman in his dream. She was the female yin and yang.
Learned from Chiyo Tamako.
How she ended up here was absolutely weird. Chen Zifei didn't believe it was just a coincidence.
Yami had never seen this woman before. Seeing her beautiful face and snow-white skin, just like Sleeping Beauty, Yami was so amazed that she forgot her fear just now.
At this moment, the patient in front of him had already arrived in front of the woman's bed. The first man was a middle-aged uncle with a pale face and a look of excessive indulgence. The middle-aged uncle bent down, his face touching
Chiyo Tamako kept a distance of ten centimeters from her face. After more than ten seconds, the middle-aged man slowly raised his head and walked to the side with frivolous steps, looking very weak.
Yami stared at the scene in front of her in horror. Although she didn't know what happened, she always felt that something was happening.
Chen Zifei's pupils shrank. Although he didn't see anything, at that moment, he sensed a weak spiritual power, which appeared from the middle-aged man's eyebrows and entered the woman's body...