Chapter 692 Room 9
“Damn, it’s so insidious.” Huaiyi also figured this out and cursed in a low voice: “The sign-in book is placed opposite the person’s head. If you want to sign, you must In the past, we had to turn our backs to other people’s heads. Who the hell can withstand this?”
Wen Liangshan licked his lips and said, “Don’t talk so damningly, brother Huai, I, Brother Jiang, can do it. If it weren’t for Brother Jiang, one You are starting to be careless, otherwise you can hide this from me, Brother Jiang?"
Fat Man: "Wen Liangshan, I remember you were not like this yesterday."
Jiang Cheng ignored it. , after glancing at the time on the phone, he frowned slightly, it was now 12:19, "Hurry up, we don't have much time left."
This mission is not only to sign in from the 1st floor to the 5th floor of the building alive, but there is also a time limit. If you cannot leave from the main entrance before 12:44, the mission will be considered a failure.
These people will be left behind forever, just like the missing Xiaoting.
Going back to the previous stairs, a few people quickly went upstairs, but when they were halfway there, they heard Boon Liang Shan making a "huh?" sound.
Because the surroundings were extremely quiet, this sound seemed particularly abrupt.
“What’s your ghost name?” Huai Yi asked.
Wen Liangshan seemed to be attracted by something. He stretched out his hand and touched the handrail of the stairs. After a while, his breathing became rapid, "Brother Jiang, come here and take a look."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng walked over. He didn't turn on the flashlight of his mobile phone in the corridor, but used the weak light from the screen to illuminate it.
There are obvious water stains on the handrails of the stairs. If you get closer, you can smell a pungent smell, which is the formalin used to soak the corpse.
What’s even more frightening is that there are actually scratches on the armrest, which look like they were left by sharp nails.
But Jiang Cheng scraped it with his nails a few times and found that although the handrail was old, the wood was still solid, and it was very difficult to leave scratches on it.
Jiang Cheng could even imagine that the nails on the hand that left the scratch marks must be quite sharp, like knives.
The further you go up, the more traces you leave from scratching with your fingernails. They are densely packed and look particularly eye-catching.
"Doctor." The fat man walking on the other side suddenly said, "Come and take a look here?"
Looking at the position of the fat man's fingers, it is close to the wall. On one side, the white wall peeled off badly, with various scratches on it.
The same as the ones on the wooden handrails, they are all left with nails.
There are also a few lines of crooked words mixed in.
“Why do you come here?”
“Why don’t you listen to me?”
“Don’t go up there anymore, this is not a place where a living person should come.”< br>
“I’ve warned you.”
"Do you just want to see me die?"
"That's as you wish."
"Hey, in fact, when you read this line, you are already Dead."
"Stay with me"
"Be with me forever."
These words were all carved on bit by bit with fingernails. They were crooked and twisted like a ball of reptiles. After looking at them for a long time, it felt like needles pricking the inside of my head.
The threat and weirdness hidden in it cannot be described in words.
Another thing that attracted Jiang Cheng's attention was the location of these words. Some of them were more than 2 meters above the ground.
Then the question comes.
How did the person or thing who wrote these words do it?
Can it fly?
Can still crawl on vertical walls like a spider.
Because he knew that one of Fatty's innate skills was brainstorming, Jiang Cheng didn't tell him about this guess, fearing to scare him.
Just reminding everyone to be careful.
The layout of the fourth floor is different from that of other floors. I don’t know whether it is due to the building or what happened. Everyone always feels that the ceiling of this floor is significantly higher than the previous floors.
Looking up, it's pitch black, as if you can reach another world.
And the temperature is also lower than the previous floor.
If they felt cold before, the temperature here has begun to make them shiver.
Even someone like Jiang Cheng, who is not very afraid of the cold, subconsciously wraps up his clothes tightly.
"It's so cold." Wen Liangshan kept pushing towards the middle of the team, and finally calmed down after being glared at by Huai Yi. The lower half of his face had completely retracted into his clothes, and he shouted The voice was very muffled, "I said, where are we? Are we at the gate of hell?"
"If you can speak, just speak more. If you can't, just shut up!"
Slowly walk along the corridor. The corridor is deep and seems to have no end. There is darkness in front and behind. The footsteps echo here, giving We all have a sense of desolation that has been forgotten by the world.
The rooms on both sides don't look like ordinary classrooms or offices.
First of all, the doors are different. They are heavy iron doors with old-fashioned padlocks. Some doors are painted dark green, and some are painted blue.
The door was also wider than ordinary doors. Jiang Cheng stopped in front of an iron door. There were no signs on these doors, and the only way to identify them was a few marked numbers.
A little to the right of the door, the number 9 is painted in bright red dye.
"Room 9." The fat man looked at the bright red number and suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Brother Jiang." Huaiyi looked at Jiangcheng and asked in a low voice: "Is there something wrong with this room?"
On the way here, there were many similar rooms around, but there were no The brand has no instructions and no indicators.
There is nothing except a heavy iron door that cannot be opened and a few numbers.
They don't even know what's going on here.
Jiang Cheng ignored him, but directly took Huai Yi's hand and put it on the door. The next second, Huai Yi's expression suddenly changed.
Cold.
No, no, it’s not cold, it’s chill.
That bone-chilling chill!
Before meeting Jiang Cheng, Huaiyi had experienced some supernatural events, and this kind of chill was caused by those things.
Before Huaiyi could speak, Jiang Cheng said, "This should be the charnel house where corpses are stored in the entire medical school."
"All on this floor?"
Huaiyi was shocked. This was just a medical school, not a professional hospital or a funeral home morgue. How could there be so many corpses.
"Of course not, this one is the only one, the others are all fake." After speaking, Jiang Cheng pointed to the position under the door, "We have walked through so many rooms, but this room is the only one without a threshold. .”
"Because professional carts are required to transport corpses, it will be very inconvenient for the carts to enter and exit if there is a threshold." Jiang Cheng pushed the door with a bone-chilling coldness with his hand and found that the door was locked. The old chain lock had a cold metallic sheen.
"Help me be on guard." Jiang Cheng took out a black hairpin from his pocket, and then bent the wire inside. She took the hairpin from Yuan Xiaoyi's head. At that time, she said Keep it as a souvenir. (End of this chapter)