There is a turntable-shaped lock on the iron door with the "zero" mark. Lao Yangpi and Fatty pushed the door with their backs, put more force on their waists and legs, and closed the iron door that had not been opened or closed for more than 20 years.

There was a creaking sound, and I held the turntable door lock, preparing to lean down and use my own weight to make it rotate and lock the door when the iron door closed.

The iron door was about to be closed, but there were already several pale arms of rotting corpses stretched out from the brick room, and they were all placed at the cracks of the door. Those dead fingers scratched the iron door, and there was a sound of nails rubbing against the iron skin.

, there was so much movement in the empty tunnel that it made people's scalp tighten, and they wanted to reach out and cover their ears, not wanting this bone-deep sound to penetrate into their heads.

The fat man snatched the long knife from Lao Yangpi's hand and chopped it off, cutting off several arms and a rotten corpse's head that poked out from the crack of the door. A lot of black and viscous liquid suddenly flowed out from the severed limbs, and the smell was strange and foul.

, the man felt like vomiting, and the fat man slashed a few times, but more and more corpse limbs were sticking out of the brick room. The iron door that was about to close was forced open for a few inches, and there seemed to be something behind the iron door.

There is an endless mysterious force that is beyond the range that humans can resist. Ding Sitian saw that the three of us were in a tight situation, so she also struggled to come to help. The four of us gritted our teeth and used all our strength, but not only did the iron door no longer hold up,

Unable to push back, the crack in the door was stretched wider and wider. Finally, under the huge force of the waves, we were knocked to the ground, and the No. 0 iron door was finally completely knocked open from the inside.

The "Zero" iron door was blasted open by the huge force coming from the brick room. There seemed to be a mountain behind the door that was about to move. Although the rotten corpses that Fatty and I encountered in the secret room were strong, they moved slowly and stiffly. Just by relying on

Those zombies full of maggots would never make such a noise. There must be something unusual buried in that mysterious brick kiln.

But it was impossible for us to stay in front of the iron gate, waiting to see what would crawl out from inside. Seeing that my plan to rely on the iron gate to take a defensive position had failed, I quickly asked the fat man to carry Ding Sitian, whose legs were weak, and the four of them

I endured the pain and retreated out of the passage. I smelled the stench behind me. In the middle of my busy schedule, I held up the engineer's light and looked back. In the blink of an eye, I saw countless dead body parts pouring out of the iron gate. These were

The corpses seemed to be wrapped in some kind of plant, all connected together, and they were squirming out of the brick room one by one.

These gray corpses were mixed with the roots of countless plants, and their stems were covered with soil and flesh maggots. I was secretly surprised when I encountered a rotting corpse in the brick room. At first, I thought it was a dead person, but I could stare at it with my eyes.

But I couldn't restrain it with any method. At that time, I began to suspect that it was not a zombie, but it was difficult to determine what it was. Then I looked back in a hurry. I found that all the dead bodies seemed to be growing in some white plant roots.

The thing with the white inside and the yellow ground actually looks like a rare giant ginseng. The upper half looks like an old woman, with a wrinkled face and a bloated body. The lower half is like a ginseng, with branched roots and long roots.

It has short tentacles, and each root has bristle barbs. Dozens of rotten and dry corpses are integrated with its roots. God knows what kind of monster this is that the Japanese devils raised in that brick kiln.

But even the old wild ginseng that has been formed for thousands of years is definitely not that big. If this is really an old ginseng that has been around for thousands of years, it must be a demon ginseng. The fat man also turned around and looked at it, and said in surprise: "Old Hu, you are looking at a dead man."

Why are there carrots growing on my body?" I said to the fat man while holding the old sheepskin forward: "What are you looking at? Look carefully, it's a large ginseng tree with a lot of dead bodies growing on it, not dead bodies growing on it.

Are there any radish and Russian liquor? Quickly throw a bottle and light it to stop it..."

But we retreated in a hurry just now. In our panic, we threw the package rolled out of the Russian's room near the iron door. It was impossible to go back to get it, so we had to speed up our pace to escape. However, the four of us were extremely tired, and our feet were underfoot.

It felt like it was filled with lead. Although I was anxious, my feet were unable to move forward. However, the alien plants wrapped in carrion behind me were getting closer and closer. I could only hear the sound of dead tree bark rubbing against the cement of the wall.

The fishy smell in the back of my head almost made me faint.

Most of the underground passages were closed with iron doors, but some were locked and could not be opened. We panicked and saw an iron door with iron gratings at the corner of the passage that was not closed. We quickly helped each other and kicked the door and rushed in, backhand.

When he closed the door, he was half a step too late. The tentacles of the ginseng-like plant had already penetrated the door. The fat man was about to push the door open, but he was the first to bear the brunt and was entangled by several rotten corpses on the tentacles.

Lao Yangpi and I were holding the iron door tightly, unable to save him. At this time, one arm and two legs of the fat man were hugged by the corpse. He only had one arm left to move. He cut off the arm with a knife.

The root tentacles of the demon ginseng splashed all over him with stinking juice as thick as splashed ink. As soon as the roots of the demon ginseng were broken, the elephant shrank back suddenly as if it was aware of the pain. Lao Yangpi and I pushed the iron door open.

Yes, the air lock on this door has lost its function because it has not been used for too long. I pushed a chair over the door, and the sound of fingernails scratching outside was still constant, and I banged against the iron door.

We leaned against the iron door with our backs, our hearts pounding, and there was only one thought left in our minds: "Bless me, Chairman, I hope the iron door and the wall are strong and strong, but don't let that monster break in."

Although there were constant noises from outside, the basement was built entirely according to the standards of solid military fortifications, and it might not be able to explode even with a bomb. We retreated here and finally achieved temporary safety.

The fat man quickly reached out and touched himself. He saw that there were no missing parts on his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he looked at the demon ginseng root that was cut off by the long knife. It was nearly two meters long, as thick as a sea bowl, and flowed out from where it was cut by the knife.

There was a lot of sticky, foul-smelling sap, and it was extremely fishy. Although half of the roots were broken, they were rolling and shaking, like a gecko tail that had been cut off. However, the three rotten corpses that were born as one with it had completely lost all signs of life.

, dark liquid flowed from his eyes, and he just followed the twisting demon ginseng roots and whipped the animal, and it didn't seem to pose any threat anymore.

Both Lao Yangpi and Fatty lost their strength and slumped down holding the iron door. I forced myself to use the engineer's lighting tube to illuminate the basement where we were. The room was full of messes. There were scattered tables, chairs, cabinets, and air conditioning ducts.

It seemed to be blocked, and the air underground was cold to the bones. I was thinking about Ding Sixian's condition and had no intention of looking at her any more, so I helped her sit down against the corner.

I saw that Ding Sitian's face was as green as if she was about to drip. Although she was still conscious, her breath was like a gossamer. There was more air coming out and less air going in. It seemed that she might fall asleep at any time. I comforted her and let her go.

No matter what, she must persevere to the end, take a breather and rest, even if she exposes this research institute, she must find the antidote.

Ding Sitian seemed to have known that her death was approaching. She couldn't help but feel extremely sad and said to my fat man with difficulty: "I know that I am hopeless this time... Please don't tell my mother about this. I really miss us being together."

Don’t feel sorry for me in the days that connect the whole country. You must find a way to get out alive, and remember that death does not belong to the working class.”

The fat man and I held Ding Sitian's cold hands tightly. We replied tragically and with tears in our eyes: "Vulgar taste is not guilty..." Thinking of the imminent separation of life and death, we both choked up and found it difficult to speak. At this time, Lao Yangpi came over and said: "This girl is

Her life is miserable, we can't let her die like this in this dark room." The fat man said with a sad face: "If Ruo Sitian looks like this, the poison from the golden-scaled cockroach has already dispersed into the bone marrow, we are

It’s hard to make a meal without rice. There is no antidote for this neurotoxin, so there is no way to save lives.”

The wound on my shoulder hurt so much that the veins on my forehead were jumping. If it weren't for the dangerous situation I was in, I would have fallen to the ground and slept in a coma for three days and three nights. But seeing everyone depressed and desperate, I couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in my bones.

I felt an extremely strong rebellious emotion, and my spirit was lifted. I remember a Russian philosopher once said: "The suffering of life will always make you breathless. If you don't resist, but just listen to fate,

If you are manipulated, you will only sink deeper and deeper into the predicament until you lose everything in the end."

I gritted my teeth and said to everyone: "If there is rice... even a fucking stupid woman can make a meal. I can't just watch our most important comrade die in front of my eyes. If there is no rice, go to the rice, and go to the myrrh."

Find medicine, it’s not time to hold a memorial service for her yet, as long as you still have breath, never give up."

When I told the fat man, he started to rush out violently. I stopped him to analyze the situation in front of everyone. If there is really a medicine to treat cockroach poisoning in the research institute, it is probably in a relatively closed warehouse or laboratory, but this underground

The scale of the facility is unexpectedly large. It is difficult to not get lost and lose direction, let alone find the specific location, but the first thing to do now is to find a way to get out of here.

I listened carefully and saw that the movement in the corridor outside the basement was much quieter than before, but the ginseng essence that looked like an old woman seemed to be waiting outside. The guy's body was covered with mud and flesh maggots, and his roots were wrapped in

There are so many rotting corpses that they almost fill up the passage outside. Let alone finding a way to get rid of them, we don’t even know what they are.

I soaked the last bit of cold water in the kettle and put it on Ding Sitian's forehead to cool her down. Then I walked back and forth in the room, racking my brains to think of a way to escape. After walking back and forth a few times, I finally closed the basement.

When I opened the iron gate, half of an old ginseng-like root was chopped off by the fat man. There were several corpses with pale skin on the roots. I used my feet to poke at one of the corpses to see if it was a plant or a corpse.

?

The white rotting corpse was covered with a thick layer of fat maggots, and there was something black under the maggots. I noticed something, so I quickly brought the engineer's lighting tube closer. When I looked at it, I found that the corpse was wearing a black coat.

, there is a red ribbon tied around the waist, and the legs below are sucked into the thick roots, blending into one with it. It is not clear what kind of clothing the lower body is. Looking at the other corpses, they all have no clothes.

Clothes, he was probably naked** when he died.

My heart moved, and I quickly said to the fat man and others: "The Russian suicide note clearly stated that many captives from various countries were also imprisoned in this institute as subjects of sexual experiments, but look at this rotting corpse in black.

This man in black clothes and red sash looks very familiar. Have we seen it somewhere? It seems to be a tomb-robber bandit organization in the Xing'an Mountains. He is definitely a member of the Ni'er Hui."

The fat man nodded repeatedly when he heard this. It is not difficult to imagine this matter. It was probably the Ni'er Hui people who stole some secrets from Wong Tai Sin Temple, and then the Japanese killed the donkey and threw it into the brick room to feed the demon.

Participate, but there is one detail worth noting. The rest of the rotting corpses were in the same state of death, but they were all naked. Obviously, this bandit from Ni'erhui died in a hurry. It does not seem like a premeditated act by the Japanese devils. Maybe this

Hu Bandit, like the rest of the people in the institute, was affected by the sudden disaster. He fled into the brick room in panic, and the result... turned out to be like this. If it weren't for the sharp Kangxi sword of Lao Yangpi,

, Fatty and I will probably end up like him now.

The fat man reached out and rummaged around in the dead man's clothes to see if there was anything useful. He found a pair of black donkey hooves, a few ropes, and some evil cinnabar, which further confirmed the identity of the dead man.

His identity is 100% that of a bandit from the Nierhui. Looking at the withered corpse, the limbs and bones are as stiff as rotten wood, and the hair and nails are still growing. They are all the same as zombies. It is really difficult to imagine how it turned into this appearance.

In order to find a way to escape, Fatty and I thought about it and suddenly remembered that the brick kiln-like secret room was very strange. We changed the customs in the village where we jumped in, demolished many ancient tombs, scraped the tomb bricks and reused them.

, although the shape of those tomb bricks is different from that of this underground brick kiln, there is a cold and cold atmosphere on the tomb bricks. Even under the noon sun, you will never feel a trace of warmth when holding a tomb brick.

, the tomb bricks always seem to have just been taken out of the ice cellar. Fatty and I have a deep understanding of this. The chilling feeling after entering the brick kiln is not wrong. Maybe the bricks are marked with "zero".

The code-named secret room is actually the tomb chamber of an underground ancient tomb, and why is there a fully-formed giant ginseng buried under the soil of that tomb chamber?

At this time, Lao Yangpi, who had been silent, heard the discussion between me and the fat man, and suddenly interjected: "I thought you educated young people had knowledge and knew that the god was a ginseng, but you said it was ginseng? Is that wrong?

, there is also the God’s corpse place in my hometown. If I remember correctly, it is a treasure dug up by people who returned from the Western Regions.”
Chapter completed!