Rural Friends Circle

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Under the consolation of Director Zhang, Lin Mengjia followed him reluctantly, and before leaving, she did not forget to remind Tang Feng again to pay more attention to safety, run away if there is any problem, and never be stubborn.

Tang Feng took a deep breath, strode into the third dissection room, and then locked the door.

In the dissection room, which seemed normal to others, Tang Feng saw a different scene, but this scene was very uncomfortable. If ordinary people saw it, they might urinate on the spot or faint from fear.

In the dissection room, there were more than a dozen illusory human figures, either walking or standing, some complete and some with incomplete limbs.

A baby was crawling on the ground, dragging a tail behind him, probably a deformed specimen; an old man was sitting on the ground, holding his heart in his hands, trying to put it in through the hole in his chest; a man had only half a head left, with bloody brain tissue on the other side; a woman, with only the upper body, supported by her arms, rubbing on the ground... and other human figures in various different soul states.

"It's so serious!" Tang Feng couldn't help muttering to himself, revealing a very depressed expression.

He originally thought that there was only one ghost, Wu Jingjing, in the dissection room, but he didn't expect there would be so many.

But under normal circumstances, the souls of those who voluntarily donated their bodies should be at rest, either entering the underworld or reincarnated, so why would they stay here?

Tang Feng looked around the huge room and saw an old man with intact limbs sitting next to him. He probably died of illness, and his body was not too damaged. He seemed to be more comfortable than other souls. So, Tang Feng asked him, "Uncle, why are you still here? Why don't you go to reincarnate?"

The old man still sat with his head down, without any reaction.

Tang Feng asked twice more, but he still didn't answer or move.

Tang Feng had to take another step forward, bent down, and asked the half-soul of the woman who kept moving with her arms, "Sister, what's wrong with your body? It's so painful, why doesn't your soul leave?"

The woman ignored Tang Feng and continued to move like a robot.

Standing up, Tang Feng stood in place and looked around at these souls again. Suddenly, he realized that they were not souls. The souls of these dead people were no longer here. They were just the forms formed by the resentment left in the body or some organs.

Anyone, when dying, will have some emotions, fear, sadness, pain, fear, more or less, accompanied by some resentment. No one will die willingly. The so-called open-mindedness and relief are just choices that have to be made under the premise of no choice.

Although the souls of the dead are gone, these resentments still remain on the body, but because the influence is so small that it can be almost ignored, there will be no harm.

But at this time, these weak resentments were awakened by the strong resentment emitted by Wu Jingjing, and they condensed into a form. Now they are still unconscious and can only appear in this room, and ordinary people cannot see them. However, if Wu Jingjing's resentment continues to spread and the remaining resentment of other dead people is constantly affected, then what the consequences will be is unknown.

Wu Jingjing has no intention of harming others at this time, she just wants to vent the pain in her heart. But what about other resentments? When they have independent consciousness, will they become something that harms people?

In the entire Pingyang City, I don’t know how many bodies or limbs of dead people are left around. Now Wu Jingjing’s resentment is not great, and can only affect these things around her. But if it absorbs the resentment of others and becomes stronger and stronger? Will all the remaining resentments be awakened?

Tang Feng had never thought of this situation before, but now seeing so many human forms of resentment, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

He hurriedly took two steps at a time and came to the iron door that Director Zhang mentioned, and inserted the key into the lock.

As the iron door opened, a black fog with a huge chill rushed out, and Tang Feng was knocked back a step and almost fell. At the same time, the shrill cry was amplified several times and rang in Tang Feng's ears. The piercing sound made him immediately reach out and cover his ears, feeling that his eardrums were about to be broken.

Driving away the black fog in front of him, Tang Feng concentrated his mind and tried not to be disturbed by this resentment.

After standing at the door for a full minute, Tang Feng felt that the black fog slowly dissipated, and the crying became more piercing. Through the gradually thinning black fog, Tang Feng saw a thin little girl sitting in the corner of the cold storage room, hugging her legs with her arms, putting her head on her knees, crying sadly.

Her look was really heartbreaking.

The cry of a little girl like this shouldn't be so loud and so harsh.

Tang Feng understood that it must be the influence of resentment that produced such an amazing effect.

"Are you Wu Jingjing?" Tang Feng asked her, trying to make his voice soft.

The crying little girl stopped crying, raised her head, and looked in Tang Feng's direction.

Seeing her face, Tang Feng felt sad again.

The little girl was very cute when she was alive. Tang Feng had seen her photo in the article that went viral on WeChat Moments. She was a fair, thin, small girl with two dimples when she smiled, very cute.

Now, she looked even thinner, her face was pale, without the slightest blood color, her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her face was covered with tear marks.

When she saw Tang Feng, a look of surprise appeared on her face, but then she started crying again. This time, she was not crying in sadness as before, but full of grievance.

Tang Feng hesitated for a moment and walked towards her.

Although he had always told Lin Mengjia that Wu Jingjing was not dangerous, Tang Feng was still full of vigilance in his heart. He did not understand the actual situation, nor did he know what Wu Jingjing looked like, so he could not be 100% sure that she was not dangerous.

When he opened the door, Tang Feng had already prepared for attack and defense. As long as Wu Jingjing had any attacking behavior, he would immediately counterattack and make her disappear in an instant. But at this moment, facing the crying face of a little girl, he couldn't do anything anyway.

Walking in front of Wu Jingjing, Tang Feng squatted down and asked gently: "Wu Jingjing, why are you crying?"