Chapter 1693 Dean
There is a child sitting on a tricycle, about 5 or 6 years old. She is a girl. Her hair mixed with blood is tied into two ponytails at the back of her head. The girl has a low profile. He tilted his head and made a huffing sound in his throat, as if he was drowning.
As the girl raised her head, Tang Qisheng's pupils shrank suddenly. This girl actually had no eyes.
No, no, it used to be there, but it was dug up cruelly, and now there are only two terrifying bloody holes left!
But that's not the most terrifying thing. The moment he saw the girl's face clearly, Tang Qisheng's heart almost broke. This girl actually had a face exactly like his own daughter!
"Yuanyuan."
Tang Qisheng burst into tears instantly, and the girl seemed to have noticed him, and the children's bicycle began to drive slowly towards him.
But the next second, Tang Qisheng realized that his daughter had died long ago, and she would never appear here.
The filter was broken, and now when I looked at it, the girl's face became blurry. It was not her daughter at all, just a strange and terrifying face.
There was no trace of innocence in that face, which was completely filled with killing and resentment. As Tang Qisheng walked out of the illusion, the girl seemed to have lost her target. The blood-stained bicycle was wandering aimlessly in place. Finally, he turned around and left unwillingly, and returned to the room from which he came out.
Tang Qisheng, who had narrowly escaped death, gasped for air. He subconsciously tightened the cloth strip that was holding the wound on his chest with his hands, but something surprising happened. He opened the cloth strip little by little, and the wound inside was still shocking. But no more blood was shed.
"The wound. Is the wound okay?"
With doubts, Tang Qisheng gently poked him with his hand, and the strong pain instantly brought him back to reality, "Hiss——"
It still hurts, but the wound no longer bleeds. Tang Qisheng finally realized the weirdness of this place. Since he came here, the injuries on his body seemed to have stopped, no longer bleeding, and no longer getting worse, otherwise he would Judging from his injuries, he may have been unable to hold on and fell down.
"Could it be that all people who come here will not die no matter how injured they are, and this is an immortal world?"
With doubts and deep vigilance, Tang Qisheng stepped lightly and approached the door little by little, the one through which the girl came in and out.
Picked up a sign from the ground and wiped off the blood. The words "activity room" were crookedly written on it in blue pen.
The door was wide open. Tang Qisheng, who was standing outside, could easily see the scene inside. It was a large room with many amusement facilities, wooden horses, bicycles, building blocks, children's Castles, inflatable slides and more.
Dozens or hundreds of children are climbing up and down these amusement facilities, playing tirelessly and repeating mechanical and weird movements. The scene is extremely weird.
Slowly, Tang Qisheng also noticed that all these children had their eyes gouged out, and there was no harmony between them.
He would often fight over the ownership of a certain toy, showing a ferocity that was not inferior to that of a wild beast. He witnessed a girl in a floral skirt push a little boy to the ground and bite off half of the boy's ear. The cause was a scramble for a rope to climb on.
Compared with other toys, a few glass balls are the key to these children's fight. The children who grab the glass balls can't wait to stuff the glass balls into their eyes, and then make a whirring sound like a broken bellows. Contented laughter.
But before long, the child who grabbed the glass beads would be knocked down and pushed to the ground. Several dozen hands would grab his face at the same time and pull out the glass beads from the bloody eye sockets.
"Eyes! Give me eyes!"
Heart-piercing screams could be heard endlessly. These children had an extremely strong obsession with eyes. Tang Qisheng suspected that these children in front of him were A child pieced together into a mutilated monster.
A glass bead flew to Tang Qisheng's feet due to the fight, and the next second, a boy wearing a hospital gown rushed over.
If Tang Qisheng hadn't been able to hide quickly, the boy would have bumped directly into his arms.
He knew very well that if the children in front of him found out, he would probably be torn into pieces immediately.
The boy lay on the ground, holding the glass bead tightly with his two small hands and placing it towards his eye socket. Tang Qisheng, who was condescending, saw an even more horrifying scene. A big crack opened in the back of the boy's head. A neat triangular gap was cut out of the skull. Looking in through the gap, one could see that more than half of the boy's brain had been hollowed out.
Tang Qisheng's eyes were jumping. He didn't know what kind of ghost place this was, and what kind of nightmare these children had encountered. Everything in this underground world was twisted and constantly challenging. As a person's bottom line.
On the next road, he passed many rooms, including the pharmacy, waiting area, infusion area, injection room, dispensing room, drug storage room, infusion observation room, and treatment room. The place that was originally used to treat patients and save people is now a human purgatory. In a room called the punishment room, Tang Qisheng saw an unforgettable scene in his life. A dozen huge iron hooks were hung from the ceiling, with a child hanging on each hook.
Some penetrated from the collarbone, and others from the throat, the back of the head, and the eye sockets. The scene was horrific, like a slaughterhouse.
But in a place like this, people will not die. What is left to them is endless pain. As if they sense that someone is coming, they twist their bodies and struggle, making painful wailing sounds from time to time.
Just as the wailing became louder and louder, a huge crash suddenly sounded, and the ground shook. The children's wailing disappeared instantly, and each one fell silent.
Squatting down and clutching his heart, Tang Qisheng gasped for air. At that moment, he suddenly felt palpitations. He could almost confirm that the source of the sound was the most terrifying place in the underground world of the hospital. location.
Exiting the room, he searched for the feeling. Not long after, he stopped again. Now what appeared in front of him was a huge black iron door.
The iron door is 4 meters high. The rusty door is covered with green blood vessels and muscles. The smell of blood with a rancid smell spreads from the cracks in the door, which is rich and nauseating.
This smell is not unfamiliar to Tang Qisheng. He had smelled the same smell when he faced the invisible and terrifying monster with mutilated limbs last night.
Tang Qisheng couldn't help but become vigilant, this was the monster's lair!
He raised his head as high as he could and looked at the door. In the midst of the tangled veins of disgust, he saw a crookedly extending house number.
"Dean's Office" (End of Chapter)