manynovel Chapter 129 Ankang No. 4 Mental Hospital 12: Simple and Unpretentious
Chapter 129 Ankang No. 4 Mental Hospital 12: Simple and Unpretentious
The woman in front of him looked even paler against the backdrop of the blue-purple flames. There were no eyeballs in her eye sockets, making her look extremely terrifying.
The woman was wearing a hospital gown. Her thin body couldn't even hold up the clothes, making her look frail and helpless. Moreover, she had no feet and was now floating in the air, which made it look like "I am a ghost" was written on her face.
He Feng felt nothing at all, and even felt a little childish.
This face-popping thing is what he has left over from his past.
I think back then, apart from a few old men and women with heart disease, who in that hospital had not been scared by him?
He had written so many self-reviews because of this that they could fill up the head nurse's desk. How could he be afraid? How could it be possible?
"Is there something wrong?" He Feng asked politely. After waiting for a while, he saw that the female ghost ignored him, so he slapped her aside and said, "If you have nothing to do, please get out of the way. Don't block the way."
After saying that, he took Shen Zishu's hand and left, starting to wander around the second floor.
The barrage of comments paused for a moment because of his movements, and then started rolling again.
[? Thank you, Brother He. I'm not afraid anymore.]
[When the female ghost was slapped away, she seemed to be saying, who am I, where am I, what should I do, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! ]
[Brother He, you are so strong that you don’t even care about our lives.]
[And Goff, neither of them is afraid.]
Shen Zishu was as calm as He Feng. When he came out of the female ghost, he didn't feel any fear, just a little confused.
Later, when being led away by He Feng, he quickly put on a smiling face, which made the people in the live broadcast room sigh.
Their brother-in-law is really in love. Even zombies wouldn't want to eat a bite of his love-brained brain.
The layout of the second floor is similar to that of the eighth and ninth floors, except that the wards have been replaced with offices.
He Feng took Shen Zishu on a tour around the second floor but didn't find anything useful. Every room was clean as hell, not to mention Unit 7. There was only one ghost on the entire floor.
After searching for a while without any results, He Feng felt bored and wanted to go back to the ninth floor to sleep. Shen Zishu naturally followed him away. When the two of them walked to the elevator, the elevator, which had been working fine, suddenly stopped working, and the female ghost was still standing there without moving, looking up at them.
This is just looking for trouble, He Feng understood. He took out Dawn from his backpack, and without loosening his hand that was clasped with Shen Zishu's, he held the knife in his left hand and gently tapped the female ghost's face with the blade.
"Sister, are you worried?" He Feng asked, "Dr. He, the intimate doctor, is answering online. Please speak."
As these words fell, the female ghost slowly moved closer. She stretched out her hand and, with He Feng's permission, caressed He Feng's entire face bit by bit.
The tone, the long knife and everything familiar made her feel frightened. Now when she touched the hidden scar on the forehead, the female ghost instantly remembered who this person was.
Her voice was hoarse and her throat was like a broken bellows, making a hissing and unpleasant sound. She opened her mouth and tried hard to say something, but in the end the vague syllables could not form a complete sentence.
She was so close to He Feng that He Feng could see the ghost girl's empty mouth.
Not only does it have no tongue, it doesn't even have any teeth.
Who did he offend to be tortured like this?
He Feng clicked his tongue twice and sighed.
The strength of his right hand clenched suddenly became tighter, He Feng turned his head and saw Shen Zishu with a sullen look on his face.
To be honest, He Feng had never seen Shen Zishu angry before, and now he just felt a little curious when he saw him.
"Good boy." Shen Zishu smiled and said, "Can you lend me the Dawn?"
That smile hid a knife, was poisoned, and mixed with a rare anger that directly flashed He Feng's eyes. His hands moved before his brain, and when he reacted, Dawn had already been handed to Shen Zishu by him.
The blade shone sharp under the illumination of the flames. Shen Zishu restrained his smile the moment he faced the female ghost, and without hesitation, he stabbed the Dawn into the ghost's body.
The warm blood in his memory stimulated Shen Zishu's nerves. He turned cold and nailed the female ghost to the wall with a knife.
"How dare you touch him with your dirty hands?" Shen Zishu said calmly, with only indifference beneath his rage: "You recognized him, didn't you?"
The female ghost shook her body, began to cry, and opened her mouth, not knowing what she wanted to say.
"Do you regret it? Are you scared? How does it feel to be trapped here?" Shen Zishu gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Hua, this is the retribution you deserve."
Tears flowed down Fu Hua's cheeks, one after another falling to the ground.
Shen Zishu ignored him, pulled out Dawn, and pressed the elevator button again. This time the elevator was put back into use.
The warm white light formed the sharpest contrast with the extremely dim second floor, as if foreshadowing a ghost's dark five years.
When being pulled into the elevator, He Feng saw the female ghost named Fu Hua falling from the wall. She fell into her own tears, her whole body full of desolation.
Is this the retribution she deserves?
He Feng was a little stunned.
[The question now is why does Goff know this female ghost.]
[Uh, did you meet him when you were the boss?]
[The one in front, don’t be so ridiculous.]
The discussion started in the barrage, and all kinds of speculations were flying around. He Feng saw it all but did not react.
It's so strange, why can't he remember anything this time?
This episode caused He Feng to be in a bad mood.
Zhou Moqing, who came to him with the "calligraphy and painting", naturally saw it, said hello and left, being very sensible.
Perhaps Zhou Moqing told other players about He Feng's bad mood, and no one came to disturb He Feng anymore. 923 was left with only a dazed He Feng and a worried Shen Zishu.
He Feng stayed there until half past eight. His biological clock rang on time, his eyelids began to droop automatically, and he fell asleep in a daze when Shen Zishu coaxed him into falling asleep.
Before he completely lost consciousness, He Feng felt that he would know the answer soon.
"Xiao Feng! You have to be careful. Look, you're hurt."
“Hahahaha! It’s okay! Just walk on, I’ll watch over you!”
"Oh~ Hahaha! Sister understands! You don't have to be so shy! Everyone doesn't understand!"
"Xiao Feng, do you know what path you have chosen?"
The hot, sticky and wet feeling on his waist made He Feng stand there in a daze.
He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the person who had stood beside him and told him to go forward without worry.
"He Feng." Fu Hua's expression was indifferent: "You and I just chose the path that each of us wanted to take, and we all know that the path you chose is bound to fail."
At exactly midnight, He Feng opened his eyes.
He subconsciously reached out to touch his waist, but the skin he felt was very smooth, without any scars.
The person next to him seemed to have not slept at all. He opened his eyes the moment he did and was now staring at him nervously.
"Accompany me and go to the second floor again." He Feng closed his eyes: "I know where the potion is."
Although Ye Qingqing's drawings are a bit outrageous, some characteristics can still be seen.
For example, that should be an ear, “耳” means two, and there is also a semicircle. The chicken with a comb is a rooster, and the last one can be pronounced as “室” in Chinese.
To sum up, it’s the office on the second floor.
At 00:09 in the copy, He Feng and Shen Zishu took the elevator to the second floor.
The elevator door opened, and the second floor was still dark. Fu Hua was still sitting there without moving, and she didn't react to the noise, as if she was stupid.
He Feng's main purpose of this trip was not Fu Hua, so he walked past without any reaction. The blue-purple flames instantly lit up the entire corridor.
Although he knew it was an office on the second floor, the second floor was full of offices and He Feng didn't know which one it was, so he could only look for it one by one.
After searching for a while, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around, grabbed Shen Zishu and pushed him to the front.
"Boyfriend, protect me." He Feng said seriously, "Use your 90 luck value to find the potion quickly."
Shen Zishu felt a little helpless. He agreed with a smile and glanced around the place where He Feng had just searched. Finally, he found something wrapped in cloth on the door frame of the middle office.
Shen Zishu took the thing down and began to observe it. He opened the black coarse cloth on the outside and found a syringe filled with purple unknown liquid inside.
He Feng: ...
He Feng picked up the syringe and shook it left and right, not knowing what to say.
He thought that potion was very effective, but it turns out to be purple medicine?
It’s so casual, sis.
Moreover, this black cloth blends directly into the dark environment. Not only is the medicine hidden in plain sight, but the way it is hidden is also simple and unpretentious.
It makes people feel so casual.