My House of Horrors

When the door opened wide, the old man stood at the door, and there was a little confusion in his eyes.

"I am not dead?"

Chen, the unspoken old man, was seen in the corpse of the eighth, when the old man’s body was next to Liu Zhengyi.

He looks calm in the formalin and is very different from the present.

"It seems that all the people who are displayed in the No. 8 corpse still retain the memory and personality, and are not affected by the **** world."

The world behind the door is full of negative emotions. Staying in it for a long time will be affected in the subtleties, and only the purest people can persist.

Liu Zhengyi, who was met before, is just right. Hearing that the students are suffering from bullying, they are ready to be students in the first place. They are just right, and now the old gentleman in front of Chen Ge is the same.

In combination with Liu Zheng’s recent experience, Chen Ge faintly understood something: “It may be because the blood red world cannot assimilate them, so they will force them to control them at regular intervals and let them forget something to maintain it. Stable."

Chen Ge is a very calm person. He has another problem in his mind. "It is obviously easier to kill them than to control the mind. But the **** world does not do this. The world behind the door has no sympathy and Pity, they are still alive until now, indicating that they will definitely be useful in the world behind the door!"

"The monster calls the old man a doctor, whether it is Liu Zhengyi or the old gentleman, they should be the top doctors in a certain field."

"The owner of the door seems to want to resurrect anyone. He keeps the two doctors. It is to help himself and complete the so-called experiment of letting the dead resurrect."

Through the conversation of the monsters and some clues he has mastered, Chen Ge has reached a conclusion.

"The two monsters are afraid of getting into trouble and are not willing to contact the old man, but it is totally different for me." Chen Ge put the white cat into the backpack, put away the broken skull hammer, and walked out from the corner.

When I heard the footsteps, the old man slowly looked up. When he saw Chen Ge, he was a little surprised. It felt like he was shocked by the cold.

"I am really curious about what they look like in their eyes?" Chen Ge walked politely to the old man: "Old gentleman, I have a few words to tell you, can you delay your time for a few minutes."

"Now should be class time, which class do you have?" The old man looked at Chen Ge a few times, it seems that he is slowly watching the habit, and his look returns to normal.

"Don't you, I heard the conversation between the two of you just now." Chen Ge opened the door and he was not ready to spend any more.

"What about hearing? You think I am a madman?" The old man grabbed the door of the corpse and was ready to return.

"You are not crazy, in fact, you are indeed dead." After Chen Ge finished this sentence, the entire passage was quiet, he could clearly hear the sound of blood flowing through the ceiling.

The old man looked at Chen Ge deeply, did not speak, slightly nodded his head and let the road open.

After asking for the consent of the elderly, Chen Song jumped into the No. 4 corpse.

This is a small corpse. Due to the route, the No. 4 corpse was later decommissioned and transformed into a specimen room.

"Hey!"

When the door was closed, the old man still said nothing, and he went to the shelf where various organ specimens were placed.

Chen Ge did not understand what the old man was going to do. He quietly followed behind.

The old man led him to the inside of the shelf: "If you have anything, just say it here, people outside can't see it."

Chen Ge nodded and said: "Master, can you describe what I look like in your eyes?"

"The five senses are all not in the long place, and it is no small miracle that you can live." The old gentleman spoke very rudely.

"What about the walls and shelves around you in your eyes?"

“Wall?” The old man heard Chen’s words: “The white paint was painted, it was just refurbished, it was very clean.”

"Do you know what this wall looks like in my eyes?" Chen Ge pointed to the wall around him: "It is covered with a transparent blood film, covered with thick and thin blood vessels, like human organs, in Keep beating."

After Chen Ge finished speaking, he pointed to his face: "What I see is the real world. I believe you should have realized it."

The more pure and powerful the person is, the less likely it is to be controlled in the world after death. The old gentleman belongs to this category. He is not only not affected by the negative emotions of the **** world, but also constantly and in the **** world. Something was slowly noticed in the struggle.

"I know to tell you this suddenly, you may not accept it, but this is a fact." Chen Ge has been paying attention to the elderly. Once the old man is not in the right situation, he will immediately take measures: "I have seen it in the underground corpse 8 After you, your body is soaked in formalin and looks calm."

"You mean, I am not only dead, but also donated my body to the school?" The old man desperately recalled, he vaguely remembered something, but at this time the sudden change suddenly appeared.

On the wall and the ground, there are several blood vessels rushing to the old man.

A similar thing has happened before Chen Ge, and this time he is ready to split the blood vessels that are close to them when the blood vessels first appear.

But then, more blood vessels rushed out of the ground and walls.

It is dense and the number is scary.

"Father! Think about what decisions you have made! Everything you see is fake!"

He protects the old man and cuts off the blood vessels, but it only lasts for a few seconds.

There was a heavy breathing sound in the passage outside the door, and the "security guard" was also attracted.

"What decision have I made?" There was a clear line in the eyes of the old man, but then the blood vessels were wrapped around the body of the old man.

His eyes changed between blood red and black and white, and the old man's expression was very painful. When he was about to endure it, the body seemed to have undergone countless trainings and finally formed an instinct. When he felt extreme pain, he reached into his sleeve.

In the end, the old man still did not get rid of control. After the blood vessels disappeared, he was weakly lying on the ground.

"Old man?" Chen Geling down and helped the old man: "Can you remember who I am?"

With the heart open, the old man stood up from the ground. He looked at Chen Ge and shook his head. Then he suddenly remembered something and reached out to open his sleeve.

On his thin arms, there was a wound that was dug out with a nail file.

He looked at the latest wound, thoughtfully: "When is there another wound?"