Chapter 1661: Death in the Kiln
He maintained this posture for more than ten seconds, until Zhu Jie crawled over and patted Tang Qisheng's arm, "Okay... okay, she is dead."
< br>The next second, Tang Qisheng's tense body relaxed a little. He pushed Zhang Ting's body away, breathing heavily.
"You...how are you?" Tang Qisheng looked at Zhu Jie, his eyes stopping at Zhu Jie's forehead and the injuries on his legs, especially Zhu Jie's left wrist bent at an unnatural angle, looking at I knew it was broken.
Zhu Jie swallowed the blood foam in his throat and gave Tang Qisheng a reassuring look, "I'm fine, but you..."
Tang Qisheng's abdomen was completely stained with blood. Zhang Ting had stabbed him several times just now. Tang Qisheng looked down at his abdomen and shook his head slightly, "It's okay. There are no fatal injuries. I can feel that there are no injuries to the organs. There are several stabs." ...ahem...yes Several knives were blocked by the ribs."
Struggling to stand up, Tang Qisheng pulled off Zhang Ting's coat, pulled it open and tied it tightly to the wound, then took her scalpel. "You go first, I'll go down and take a look. "
Hearing this, Zhu Jie shook his head fiercely, "What nonsense are you talking about? How can I trust you to go down alone? I want to go together."
"But your leg is injured, you look like this. It will only drag me down." Tang Qisheng said with a serious expression, "How about you stay outside the elevator and wait for me. I will call you when I find the clues, and you can help me press the elevator here." br>
“This…”
"Okay, let's not do this or that. This is the best arrangement. Who knows if the elevator below works well? If the button breaks, then both of us will be trapped down there, but it will be all over."
Zhu Jie is also a person who understands the importance of things. Now that her leg is injured and she has difficulty moving, this is the best choice.
"Okay, I'll wait for you here and help you hold the elevator."
Listening to Zhu Jie's words, Tang Qisheng smiled and held her in his arms, pressing his hand on her bloody forehead After a kiss, "Yes, That's good."
After a few more instructions, Tang Qisheng walked towards the elevator. The elevator seemed to be controlled by some strange force. After Tang Qisheng stood firm, the elevator shook slightly and the door opened. Also gradually closed.
Through the slightly closed elevator door, Tang Qisheng suddenly shouted: "Remember, if I don't come out before 12 o'clock tonight, you will leave alone and no one will care! You must be obedient!"
After shouting this sentence, the elevator door trembled and closed, and with a burst of dim light, the elevator slowly descended.
Finally, Tang Qisheng couldn't hold himself up and staggered a few steps. He pressed his back against the elevator before he could stand. He gasped for breath, but he still couldn't resist the severe pain in his chest. It was a little bit of life. The feeling of passing.
He slowly pulled up his clothes. Several cuts on his abdomen were shocking, but these were not the most terrifying thing. As the clothes were pulled up a little bit, a wound on his chest was exposed. This wound was the deepest. He gently used his hand to Upon touching it, Tang Qisheng gasped in pain, and blood continued to gush out from the wound.
Leaning against the wall of the elevator, Tang Qisheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. His consciousness even began to blur. He knew that he couldn't hold on for much longer. "Damn, I regret it. Just now... I took my wife away just now... OK.”
"Cough...cough..."
Reluctantly swallowing the blood foam in his throat, Tang Qisheng's eyes were full of helplessness, but he still felt that it was unreasonable to leave like this. After all, Jiang Cheng had saved his life, otherwise ...Otherwise he would have died in the last mission, and those night watchmen would not let him go.
My thoughts were confused for a while. Many pictures flashed through Tang Qisheng's mind. He didn't know if this was the so-called flashback.
The elevator stopped, and the old elevator door slowly opened, revealing a deep passage.
The passage was covered with dense bloody handprints up and down, left and right. Tang Qisheng had never seen Huangquan Road, but that was all.
Taking his last breath, Tang Qisheng walked out of the elevator door, held on to the wall, and walked slowly forward. Above his head was a row of hanging light bulbs, some of which were broken, and the surviving ones only gave off a dim yellow half-dead light.
The light shrouded the entire passage, giving people an indescribable weird feeling, as if...as if time had stopped at this moment.
After walking about tens of meters, an iron gate appeared in front of me. The iron gate was completely dyed blood red and twisted outwards, as if something huge was trying to get out from behind the door. Squeeze it out.
It’s unmistakable, it’s the monster pieced together from the child’s corpse.
There are also writings on the walls on both sides of the iron gate. On the left side is a word "生", and on the right wall is a big "death".
"Life, death..."
Tang Qisheng looked at these two words. The fonts were distorted, giving people the impression that they were written by a child practicing penmanship. However, they were full of resentment, and after looking at them for a long time, he felt a wave of negative emotions in his heart. It seemed like it was going to burst out all of a sudden.
He stared at the iron door in front of him. The left side of the door was life and the right side was death. What did the door in the middle mean? Between life and death?
After a moment, Tang Qisheng was stunned. He suddenly realized something. Since he came to this door, his injury seemed to be less serious, and his pain was greatly relieved.
He pulled up his clothes and saw that the wounds were still there, but the bleeding speed had slowed down a lot. He squeezed them gently with his hands and the pain was no longer so bad.
"This... this damn place can actually delay injuries?" Tang Qisheng couldn't help but be a little surprised. He suddenly recalled the information given by Jiang Cheng. The more seriously injured people would be placed in the lower wards.
“Is this floor full of dying patients? Or does it mean that as long as you come here, you will never die no matter what?”
The monster made up of the corpses of many children, There was also the child who left the letter, the rag doll pretending to be Zhu Jie... With all the doubts and faith in life, Tang Qisheng took a deep breath and resolutely grabbed the handle of the iron door.
“Brother Jiang, hold on...”
……
Blackwater Village, in a courtyard with a closed door.
Looking at the setting sun, everyone has a feeling of powerlessness as life is gradually slipping away from their fingertips.
An hour ago, three women came, and they brought with them tasks for tonight’s Incarnation Conference.
According to them, tonight is the last night of this life-incarnation conference. It will be more grand and lively, and the whole village will come to participate.
The night is divided into three tasks. The first task is called Jisei Kiln, and everyone needs to go together.
The remaining two tasks are to set up the Blood Empress Society Fire and the other to repair the bridge. There is no requirement for the number of people to perform the two tasks, but they need to be well connected.
They need to be divided into two teams, one team follows the Shehuo team, and the other team rushes to the river, asking the Blood Queen to repair the bridge before the Shehuo team arrives to ensure that the team can cross the river smoothly. (End of this chapter)