The Ninth Secret Bureau

In the "domain" created by the dean before, there may be many false elements, but the notes it writes unconsciously must contain a high degree of authenticity, because that is the most true projection of its inner heart, and death can not obliterate the courtyard. Long fear of patient thirteen.

Is a female patient really that scary?

Chen Xian has always been curious about this question, and now he has the answer.

Looking at the dean's only half of his head, Chen Xian's eyes flashed solemnly. It seemed that this patient No. 13 was also a kind of alien.

Can touch the spiritual body with bare hands, and... dismember the spiritual body?

"help me....."

The half of the head was lying on the ground and restless, the mutilated upper and lower jaws were open and closed, making a weird and crippling cry for help, and green gas was constantly wafting out of the eye sockets, and there was a strong yin smell.

That is the accumulation of extremely high concentration of Yin Qi particles, for the spirit body, that is their most original vitality.

The body of the spirit body can be constantly remodeled, because they have no entity, but all of this has to be based on the sufficient amount of Yin Qi particles. From now on... the dean should be completely dead.

The mutilated head continuously turned into a green mist and dissipated, and there was no possibility of reuniting.

Did she kill the spirit body with her bare hands?

Chen Xian was thinking about it in his heart, and when he looked up, that slender arm had been quietly retracted, and he had no intention of coming out to attack Chen Xian.

Fatty Huo in the distance was a little anxious. Seeing Chen Xian standing motionless outside the hut, he thought he was holding on, so he couldn't help shaking him with the flashlight.

Chen Xian knew that this was Fatty Huo signaling him, so he subconsciously glanced back, for fear that Fatty Huo might have an accident.

I saw Fatty Huo waving his sturdy arms strenuously, blushing anxiously and not daring to speak out. He tried very hard to mumble with Chen Xian, asking him if he was in danger?

Chen Xian shook his head and motioned him not to worry.

Standing outside the house hesitating for a while, Chen Xian decided to go in and take a look, maybe he would find a clue to the key, and he was also curious about the phenomenon of the group of corpses worshiping the hut, what was hidden inside that would cause this Kind of phenomenon?

Is it because there is patient number 13 hidden inside?

Even if she is a stranger, it is impossible to affect these hundreds of dead bodies at once...At least before that, Chen Xian had never heard of anyone with such a great ability.

Chen Xian pressed his breath, arched slightly, and walked slowly into the cabin in a strange posture.

The metal door was not closed, but remained open.

When crossing the threshold, Chen Xian could still see the electronic touch screen on the door. There was a palm-shaped pattern underneath, which should also be a special combination lock. The door frame also contained some precision metal parts that had never been seen before.

"What the **** does this mental hospital do..."

Chen Xian walked in cautiously, wondering in his heart. The feeling here was too strange for him. It was not close to the traditional hospital, and there was a sense of "high-tech" everywhere.

Passing through the heavy door, he came to a white room.

The surrounding walls, the ceiling on the top, and the floor under the feet are all smeared with a layer of elastic gel-like substance, all of which are the most extreme white.

Since the ground is not made of floor tiles or floors, there is no obvious dividing line, so the whole room seems to be connected together, which makes people feel inexplicably anxious to stay inside, and even the sense of space recognition is much weakened.

Dozens of downlights for lighting above the head were still on after the fire. It can be seen that the power supply system here is not the same as the hospital building outside, it should be independent.

In the middle of the white room, there is a weird elevator, like a product left over from the last century. It is surrounded by rusty iron fences. Because this elevator has many exposed voids, Chen Xian is outside the elevator. The situation inside the elevator can also be seen.

There are many bloodstains in the elevator that have not yet dried, and some biological tissues resembling meat entrails are scattered on the ground, and there is an indescribable stench.

Judging from the old copper buttons of the elevator, this down-going elevator has a total of 21 floors.

That's right, the 21st floor.

A seemingly ordinary mental hospital has dug an underground building as deep as 21 stories in the hospital. What are they trying to do?

Chen Xian watched carefully, and he was also a little puzzled.

He didn't see Patient 13 here. Could it be that she got down in the elevator?

Thinking of Fatty Huo who was still waiting for him in the square outside, Chen Xian thought for a while, and decided to pick up Fatty Huo first, and search around the room for a while.

For Chen Xian, the first task was not to find the key, but to ensure the safety of Fatty Huo.

The hundreds of dead corpses outside that are still breathing are time bombs. It's impossible to tell when the corpses will scammers. If it reaches that point, and Chen Xian and Fatty Huo are still in the square, then the chance of death will become very high. high.

The most secure option at the moment is to bring Fatty Huo into this room together and close the heavy metal door of the room.

When entering the door, Chen Xian had already determined that the door was controllable. There was only a simple toggle switch inside, with on/off instructions on the left and right sides.

With this door as a defensive measure to resist, even if the hundreds of corpses out there sprang up in the capital, they would definitely not be hurt in a short time...

When Chen Xian passed through the corpse group again and came to Huo Fatty, less than a minute had passed.

"You went in just now, how was it going inside?" Huo Fatty asked, his sweaty face a little anxious, "Is there a clue to the key?"

"There is no clue for the time being." Chen Xian shook his head. "There is an elevator going underground. There are 21 floors underground. I don't know what it is for."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo also felt very surprised. He turned his fat body and scanned the square back and forth, only to feel that this place was getting more and more weird.

The mental hospital, the ancient keys, the panting corpses...however you look at these, they can’t be linked together!

"You follow me, let's go over and take a look." Chen Xian said.

Fatty Huo hesitated for two seconds, turned his head secretly, glanced at the dead bodies, and swallowed nervously, but in the end he nodded and walked up with Chen Xian.

The process of traversing the corpse group was shocking and dangerous, but Fatty Huo's heart was always hanging. After all, there were too many dead corpses here, and his scalp numb just to look at.

It wasn't until Chen Xian took him into that weird room and used the toggle switch at the door to firmly close the metal door to isolate the dead bodies, that Fatty Huo breathed a sigh of relief.

"I saw you standing outside the door for a while, what are you looking at?" Fatty Huo asked suddenly.

Logically speaking, when Patient 13 appeared, from where Fatty Huo was, she would definitely be able to see her.

But at that time, Chen Xian was standing in a position that happened to block Huo Fatty’s sight, so he did not see the arm that protruded from the metal door, and the energy of the dean’s spiritual body was extremely low, far low. It was at a level that ordinary people could see, so Fatty Huo couldn't see that half of his head at all.

"Didn't I mention it to you before, that mental patient." Chen Xian said, leaning close to the old elevator and studying carefully, "This disaster in the mental hospital seems to be caused by her. She appeared before. "

"What kind of?" Huo Fatty asked hurriedly, very curious about this question, and very dignified, after all, it can turn such a weird mental hospital into this way, it can't be done without three heads and six arms.

"It's human," Chen Xian replied, and at the same time raised his hand and pressed the button next to the elevator.

Accompanied by the sound of complex machinery, the iron gate with the style of the last century slowly opened.

"Go down and take a look?" Chen Xian asked for Huo Fatty's opinion.

"Okay." Huo nodded and asked, "How many floors do you want to go to?"

"Go to the deepest level to see." Chen Xian smiled and said, "From the bottom up, we search layer by layer, maybe we can find the key you want."

Hearing this, Huo Fatty was also a little excited. Since such a strange underground facility is hidden in the hospital, they must have their reason.

Maybe this is the secret base of the hospital. Although this underground facility is used for, they don’t know for the time being, but judging from the scale... it’s safest to hide the key at the bottom. .

On the elevator, Chen Xian pressed the button on the 21st floor underground.

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears turning, the elevator vibrated slightly, and then began to go down tremblingly.

The elevator descended very slowly, which also created excellent observation conditions for Chen Xian and the others.

At each floor, the elevator will stop for two seconds.

Under the light of the flashlight, Chen Xian and the others could clearly see the situation outside through the iron gate of the elevator.

They couldn't determine what this huge underground facility was used for, but as far as the current situation is concerned...this place is like purgatory on earth.

Every floor of the ground was covered with fishy blood, and the ground was piled with fragmented human limbs, and there were many unknown lumps like internal organs.

When they were not in the elevator, both Chen Xian and Huo Fatty thought that there were only a few hundred people in this hospital, at least one or two can be seen from the number of dead bodies in the square.

But at this moment, no one can tell how many people died in this hospital.

From the first floor to the twentieth floor, each floor is the same scene.

Huo Fatty leaned against Chen Xian with a pale face, resisting the desire to vomit, tremblingly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lighted it up and took a puff.

As Fatty Huo spit out smoke, the rancidity in the elevator shaft was also diminished somewhat.

Under the comfort of nicotine, Fatty Huo calmed down a bit and glanced at Chen Xian, who was expressionless.

"Don't you feel sick?"

Fatty Huo raised his hand and pointed upwards, with a strange expression. It seemed that Chen Xian would not have expected this kind of reaction: "Those broken corpses are all like that, you..."

Chen Xian turned his face to Huo Fatty and smiled without saying anything.

Under the dim lighting of the elevator, Chen Xian seemed to be standing in the shadows, so quiet that he almost couldn't feel his presence, but his eyes were still faintly shining in the dark.

That quiet look made Fatty Huo feel a little uncomfortable.

The mechanical sound of the elevator continued.

All the way down.

Until the 21st floor underground.