The dean covered his heart and hunched over to lead the way.
When he reached the fourth floor, he was shaking all over.
I approached a ward, opened the palm-sized window on the iron door, and looked inside. Inside, a mentally ill man with disheveled hair was lying on the ground, shaking his waist violently, clawing at the ground with his rotten claws, and said in a sinister manner: "I'll fuck you to death."
You, hey hey hey hey."
The dean shuddered and said: "This ward contains a murderous and perverted maniac..."
The lunatic suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and grinned: "Hey, hey, perfume smell? There is a woman? Hehehe...hehehe!!"
Even Cheng Yiyun next to me was so frightened that she couldn't help but take a few steps back, while Huo Xinlan, even though she had a strong psychological quality, was so frightened that her face turned pale.
The lunatic banged on the door desperately, his bloodshot eyes were stuck to the window, staring at Cheng Yiyun with evil eyes, He said: "Fuck you to death, I will fuck you to death!!!"
The dean said gloomily: "The mentally ill people here are all extremely dangerous perverted night demons... At night, they become more terrifying."
"Fuck her to death! Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, fuck her to death..." The mentally ill people went crazy and roared and banged on the door.
I grabbed the director's shoulder and said, "Dean, you'd better take us to see 'No. 8624'."
"Sigh... To tell you the truth, 'No. 8624' has died five times."
"What? Died five times?"
"You'll know later. Ahem..." The dean turned his head and gave me a weird smile.
There was an elevator at the end of the right corridor on the fourth floor, leading directly to the basement. The dean pressed the button with trembling hands, and the elevator made a dull sound as it descended slowly.
It was pitch dark inside the basement. The dean groped around the wall for a while before he found the switch and turned on the light. Several chandeliers flickered on and off. There were two iron doors on the left and right sides of the basement, and stainless steel fences were installed outside.
The dean said in fear: "You must be careful! Never say 'you are dead'! Remember, everything you see is fake and not real!"
I couldn't help but be startled and said in surprise: "'Everything is fake'?! This is exactly the same as what the old monk in Mawanggou Lama Temple said."
The dean opened the iron window on the cell door and saw a rotten madman lying inside, staring at us with stern eyes.
The lunatic's clothes were in tatters, his back was exposed, and his body was covered with deep bloody wounds. Two gray spots on his neck were moldy, and dense green mold spots were covered with the spots. The red spots and wounds on his back were covered with black blood, and the flesh
Thick white hair grew out of the seams in his cell. The iron bed in his cell was severely twisted and deformed, which showed that this madman was strong enough to tear people into pieces.
"Where did he get the injuries?" I asked.
"I don't know." The dean hid in the corner, not daring to get close to the iron prison of "8462".
I closed the iron window and went to the next iron cell. There was no sound inside. When I looked inside, I felt sick to my stomach. I saw a bald madman without limbs squirming on the ground, stretching out his tongue to lick ants and insects.
There was a faint sound in the throat: "Gugu...hehehe...gu..."
"This..." I swallowed, "Is this a human pig?"
Before I finished speaking, I saw me covering my ears and lying on the ground in agony. The man screamed in a high-pitched voice, like infrasound, which penetrated the eardrum and directly tore the cranial nerves, and soon blood would flow from all the orifices.
And die.
"Hmm -" Ren Xin smiled sinisterly, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth. Cheng Yiyun, Huo Xinlan and the dean also covered their ears in misery, feeling confused and confused.
The body cannot exert its strength.
I used all my strength to close the cell door and the iron window, and the strange noise was immediately blocked.
Several of us were dripping with cold sweat and rested against the wall for a long time.
After a long time, I finally regained my breath and said doubtfully: "This..."
"She can make sounds as lethal as ultrasound..."
The dean said tremblingly: "This is not a place where people should come. Let's go."
"There are two more mentally ill people."
"Too dangerous!"
"They can also make strange noises?" I turned pale.
The dean's left eyelid twitched, causing the left side of his face to twitch: "They...can't make...strange noises. The one in the middle is a mute...but but, but, the last two lunatics are...
The most, the most terrifying..."
I took a deep breath and calmed down, "Don't be afraid, everything will be fine!"
There was some water seeping on the top of the wall, "beep, beep...", the cold water hit the back of the neck, and the cold wind blew by, as if someone was blowing cold air on the neck.
The dean huddled in the corner and shivered, his fearful eyes glowing strangely under the dim light.
I slowly opened the window on the second-to-last iron cell door. Inside was a man wearing a red cotton-padded jacket and braids, sitting with his back to the cell door. He looked like a little girl.
She mechanically repeated several weird movements: shrugging her shoulders, drooping her arms, suddenly stretching out her two paws to pinch forward, laughing a few times, retracting her two paws, and making a "coo" sound.
Then he shrugged his shoulders, folded his arms and scratched, laughed strangely a few times, and then retracted his claws.
"Who is this girl in red?" I asked.
At this time, Huo Xinlan said, "You will know soon."
I saw that the girl in red slowly turned her head, her face was dark and stiff, her mouth was grinning and tilted to one side, her lips and chin were stiff and twitching, and she was laughing strangely from time to time. Her eyes were turned white and protruded, and her eye bags were black and swollen.
.Her mouth could not be closed, and her red teeth were exposed in a crooked grin.
Huo Xinlan's words were a bit incomprehensible. She certainly didn't bring me here to see these crazy people. Since she said there were clues to Mawanggou here, "Could it be..."
I suspected that the girl in red in front of me had something to do with the purpose of Huo Xinlan's trip. She stood up slowly with her head hanging and her waist swaying, her shoulders twitching. The strange thing was that her belly was bulging high, and she opened her cotton-padded clothes and exposed it.
The belly membrane is grayish white, as if it is coated with a layer of wax.
"It's her!" I stared wide-eyed, "She's the one from Mawanggou... Dahong?!"
I recognized her immediately.
I met a pair of twin sisters, Dahong and Xiaohong, in Mawanggou. On the night of the "shadow marriage" cemetery ceremony, when the villagers wanted to bury me alive, Dahong even took out scissors to cut off my tongue.
"Didn't you say that the British massacred the village? Aren't all the villagers dead?" I turned to look at Huo Xinlan and asked, "Why is Dahong here?"
"Never say 'you have...'" the dean shouted frantically with a cry.
My throat froze and I swallowed the words.
Huo Xinlan smiled coldly, "She was a fish that slipped through the British trap. When we arrived, she was already like this, so we moved her here."
I looked at Huo Xinlan and didn't understand what her purpose was. I saw her staring at Dahong and saying one word at a time: "You are already dead."
"What do you want to do!" The dean kept warning, but she turned a deaf ear.
Before the words fell, Da
Hong made a few "cluck, clack" sounds, and the bones all over her body cracked, "clack... clack...", and her paws danced wildly, "cluck..."
I was greatly horrified.
The red and crooked mouth, nostrils, and ears began to bleed, and the dead white eyes gradually became bloodshot, the bags under the eyes were swollen, and black blood gushed out of the eye sockets.
"Kekeke..."
I only felt strong tinnitus, my chest was surging, my stomach was churning, and my nose was pungent and bloody. Seeing that the situation was not good, the director rushed over and pushed me away, closing the window and door.
"How are you?"
The dean said in despair: "She knows she is dead...she is no longer a human being...she is no longer a human being..."
I stared at the last iron prison and couldn't help but shiver all over.
The dean's eyelids twitched violently and his eye circles turned black: "The last crazy devil... He is an evil freak, an evil freak born from a father who raped his daughter. In the past thirty years, many people have died because of his resentment.
"
"Resentment? Haha, is he a human or a ghost?" I glanced at the dean. There is something hidden in this mental hospital. The dean seemed to be hiding something. I noticed that the dean behaved strangely. What does this have to do with Mawanggou?
What about the connection?
The dean shook his head frantically, picking at his scalp and pulling out his hair: "He is neither a human nor a ghost, he is a madman! The most terrifying devil!"
"Creak-" The iron window door opened. There was no one inside.
"No one?!" I was confused. What was the dean doing?
I was about to ask the dean, but when I turned my head and looked around, cold sweat broke out all over my body. Everyone was gone and the dungeon was empty.
With a muffled sound, the iron door of cell 'No. 8462' opened, and the crazy man covered in mold roared several times and rushed out of the cell.
"Giggle..." Dahong smiled evilly and crawled out of the cell. Her dead eyes were bleeding.
"Yiyun? Dean?" I went crazy, turned around and ran away, passing by the number '8462'.
At the elevator entrance, the dean stood there with a sinister smile and said: "Hey, hey, you can end your life in this dungeon, hey hey."
Huo Xinlan pressed the switch, and the thick iron gate immediately closed, "Lin Kun, I can finally take revenge on Yejiang, you go to hell! Hahahahaha..."
"Why? Why!" My mind was spinning and I was dizzy, my ears were ringing strongly, blood was pouring from my seven holes, I was covering my head and screaming wildly.
"No, no..."
"Go to hell!" the dean said with a ferocious smile.
Suddenly, I felt someone blowing air on my back, and the coldness stung my soul. I slowly turned around, and what I saw in front of me made me frightened. Countless people with distorted faces emerged from the dark corners of the dungeon.
Lost soul.
My mind was buzzing, my brain seemed to be split into several pieces, and I felt as if my heart and soul were laughing.
"No, no... don't come over, don't come over at all!"
Under the control of this kind of terror, I seemed to have lost myself. Cheng Yiyun grabbed my shoulders, shook me violently, and shouted: "Lin Kun, Lin Kun, wake up, everything you see is not real! It's all an illusion.
!Did you hear it? It’s all an illusion!”
"It's not true, it's all an illusion?" My heart stirred, and I suddenly realized it. I closed my eyes and grabbed Cheng Yiyun's hand, "Get out of here quickly!"
By the time we left the dungeon, the dean had lost his mind and had a black tongue. I was also in shock, with hallucinations and residual thoughts still lingering around my soul resentfully...
Chapter completed!