Super thriller live broadcast

"Why is there this kind of medicine in your teacher's drawer? Does she have lung cancer?" The development of the matter is getting closer and closer to the test questions on the underworld show. I took the medicine bottle in my hand and looked at the white pills inside. This is a life-saving method. The antidote is also the poison that kills people.

"No, Teacher Liu is in good health and doesn't have any bad habits. Besides, although she is usually taciturn, she can talk to me very well. If she gets cancer, she won't hide it from me." Zhang Jiaqi's answer made me a little confused. .

"Then who is this bottle of medicine for?"

While Zhang Jiaqi and I were staying in the room, she had been looking through the dusty documents and had no intention of looking for her teacher. I reminded her, but she was put off by saying that she was looking for answers in the documents.

As for the documents she looked through, most of them were written in English, which I couldn't understand at all. Some of them contained experimental data on body reconstruction, including the unblocking of blood clots in blood vessels by low-temperature coagulation, brain cell proliferation and regeneration, and some philosophy. Category definition of soul.

After reading this, I admire Teacher Liu from the bottom of my heart. Covering medicine, psychology, and philosophy, this female professor is almost an all-around talent.

"Every live broadcast is related to the Eight-Character God. If Liu Xuan is the key to this live broadcast, her situation is very consistent with the God of Heavenly Medicine."

The Heavenly Doctor is the star god in charge of diseases. If the four pillars of the Heavenly Doctor are not prosperous and there are no noble people or gods to support them, they will often suffer from diseases or be weak. If you are born prosperously and have noble people to help you, you will not only be healthy but also be particularly suitable for medical practice.

About half an hour later, a strange sound came from outside the corridor. I waved to Zhang Jiaqi and told her to turn off her phone, and I stood at the door to observe the situation outside.

My eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and it seemed like something heavy was being dragged forward in the empty corridor.

The blurry black shadow in the field of vision became clear. It seemed to be a person, a person with a mutilated lower body and a wet body.

He pressed down on the ground, put his hands on the ground, and crawled little by little towards the room where Zhang Jiaqi and I were.

"Corpse?" It was too dark outside, and I wasn't sure whether the monster was being dragged forward by the thread, or whether it was crawling on its own initiative.

But no matter what the situation is, it is not a good sign for me. The calm before the storm is over. This is a signal that the truly terrifying live broadcast has begun.

I gave Zhang Jiaqi a silent gesture and started looking for a weapon in the room. Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, a bright light suddenly flashed in the room!

Zhang Jiaqi turned on her phone. She seemed to be crazy. She held several documents in her hands, then opened the door and ran outside!

This sudden change caught me off guard. When I chased me to the door, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

My ankles tightened, as if they were grabbed by something.

Looking down, he saw a face that had been soaked in formalin until it was swollen, with eyelids turning upward.

"Fuck!" I kicked him away. The corpse rolled to the ground, its muscles still twitching slightly. It didn't look like a specimen that had been dead for a long time.

Looking at the dead body in the corner, I glanced at Zhang Jiaqi who had already run to the end of the corridor. Compared to the strange dead body, it was more important to catch Zhang Jiaqi and question her.

I followed the bright light of the mobile phone and chased it, but when I turned the corner and came to the stairs of the laboratory building, I was shocked to find it.

"The light is gone!"

On the dark stairs, the silence was unbearable, just like a dying person holding back his last breath and refusing to breathe, feeling uncomfortable, stuffy, and with a scalp-numbing fear.

The stairs lead to nowhere, and Zhang Jiaqi is nowhere to be seen.

"On both sides of the corridor, there are unlocked classrooms with doors ajar. I have seen them before, and there are black figures standing silently inside. Could Zhang Jiaqi be hiding in there?" Opening one of the doors, late at night, In the anatomy laboratory, the feeling of having to find a living person among the many gross specimens and puppet models can drive people crazy.

I fell into a contradiction. I hoped that the black shadows in front of me would move so that I could catch Zhang Jiaqi, but I was also afraid that they would suddenly make a sound, putting me in an even more terrifying situation.

Standing at the door of the dark classrooms, looking at the blurry black shadows, and thinking of the crawling corpse on the ground just now, I gave up the idea of ​​entering the classroom to search.

I'm afraid this is a tempting situation. Once I enter and the classroom door is locked from the outside, I will probably face a desperate situation.

"She shouldn't be hiding here. When she passed by the corridor for the first time, Zhang Jiaqi showed a fearful look. Although she tried her best to hide it, that fear had taken root deep in her heart. This should be the reason why she would quickly Walking down the corridor."

I calmed down quickly: "Zhang Jiaqi has found what she needs. She must escape. The exit is on the second floor!"

I hurried downstairs and stayed in the room filled with partial anatomy specimens and specimens of children. My back was against the shelves with bottles and cans. I don’t know if it was an illusion, but I always felt like there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes in the darkness. Staring at me from different angles.

They are different from rotting corpses. Their general shape is the same as that of living people. This is the most terrifying thing.

"You can't stay in this room for a long time." I had a very bad feeling in my heart. If the people standing in the classroom were not dolls but other things, and when they all ran out, I would definitely not be able to cope with that number. .

I turned my head and glanced at the open window. My physical instinct drove me closer to the window sill. It is human nature to seek good fortune and avoid evil. But before I could reach the window, the door of the herbarium was pushed open.

"Zhang Jiaqi?" I didn't dare to make a sound. I squatted on the ground and looked at the door through the gap between the shelves.

The person who came in was not Zhang Jiaqi, but a strange child.

He looked to be only six or seven years old, and he was holding a dead cat in his hand.

"How could a child run into the closed campus? Is he the family member of the teacher who lives in the school?"

The boy was dirty and looked like a little beggar. His clothes were also strange and tattered. His top covered his thighs and was very ill-fitting.

"Could it be that someone from outside came in to steal something?"

The boy's next move surprised me. He casually took two glass bottles containing human organs from the shelf, opened the bottle caps, took out the specimens and stuffed them into a bottle, and then put the dead cat in his hand. Empty glass bottle.

After closing the lid, the boy held the glass bottle and admired it with a smile, as if he had accomplished something remarkable.

I quietly walked around to the door and closed the door while he was not paying attention. The boy did not hear the sound of the door closing. He seemed to be immersed in great joy.

I slowly approached. The boy was wearing a pair of worn-out football shoes. There were no red strings or signs on his exposed skin.

"This should be a living person..." According to my previous observations, most of the corpse specimens were wearing a round tag on the wrist or ankle, which marked the name of the corpse, the time when the specimen was made, the cause of death, etc., I looked for I haven't found anything similar on the boy for a long time, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey, what's your name?" I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible for fear of scaring the boy.

"Snapped!"

Even though I had controlled my tone, the boy was still frightened by the sudden sound. He let go of his hands and the newly filled glass bottle fell to the ground.

The glass shattered, the formalin in the bottle flowed everywhere, and the pungent smell was nauseating.

The explosion frightened me so much that I stood there for a long time, not daring to move. I pressed my ears against the door tightly to listen to what was going on outside.

"I can't stay long, I always feel like something is coming."

The boy turned around stiffly and looked at me standing at the door. His facial muscles spasmed and he looked very ugly as he cried.

Listening to the intermittent cries and looking at the boy's deformed face as he continued to twitch, I felt no less fear than he did.

"Where did this child come from? No, crying too much will definitely attract something." I suppressed the fear in my heart, slowly walked to the boy who had stiffened, and hugged him gently. , patted his back with his hand: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Perhaps because he felt the warmth of my body, the boy gradually stopped crying. He squatted on the ground and looked at the dead cat among the broken glass.

"Is this your pet? Where did you come in from?" The boy who suddenly appeared brought me too many questions. Just when I was about to ask them one by one, the boy suddenly opened the cat's mouth and grabbed the dead cat's tongue.

The cat had been dead for a long time and its tongue was white.

"What are you doing?" I was a little surprised. I was about to stop the boy's behavior of abusing corpses. He suddenly turned his head and stared at me, then opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue as far as possible, and said vaguely: "Red Tongue, red tongue, red tongue!”