The leader's face stiffened.
My pupils are also constricted.
Then, Old Gong's dry lips moved and he said again: "You have soul-leaving syndrome, his head is sick."
I was slightly relieved. Lao Gong didn't eat anything from the leader, so he shouldn't have sensed the leader's message.
Soul-leaving syndrome refers to the current state of the leader.
What he has beside me is a wisp of his soul that has been lost. Isn’t it the old saying that he has soul-leaving syndrome?
The leader also looked a little better. He glanced at Lao Gong and whispered, "I'll be fine when I get back."
However, the leader murmured again: "Him? Wei Youming?"
Lao Gong nodded.
I'm not surprised by this.
In Wei Youming's diary, it was indeed written that Lao Liu thought he was sick and needed to be admitted to the intensive care area.
Suddenly, I shivered again.
Because, I remembered the living zombie evil just now.
When he mistook me for Wei Youming, he said things like not to come out, stay well, and sleep well!
He must be the old Liu in the diary.
That's right. If it wasn't the vice president, who could put the president in the ward?
When I think of the information Chen Jun said, a somewhat complete logical chain emerges in my mind.
Wei Youming is ill.
Therefore, he began to "harm" the patient.
The so-called disappearance of the patient was all a play staged by Wei Youming.
It wasn't until the deputy director discovered his condition and had him hospitalized for treatment. Later, the old criminal detective "Xue Fang" found more clues and pointed all the fingers at Wei Youming. Only then did Wei Youming escape the pursuit and commit suicide!
Then, because Wei Youming killed too many people, he became a prisoner of the 28th prison, which turned the mental hospital into an even more terrifying and strange existence.
As for what Tang Su said, all the people who sent patients to the hospital were haunted by ghosts. I couldn't figure out the reason for a while.
The look of thinking on my face was very obvious. The leader urged me in a low voice, telling me not to be distracted here. Wei Youming's ability to become a twenty-eight prisoner must not be that simple. No matter how much I think about it now, it's meaningless. Let's go to the top floor first. , finding my soul is the most important thing.
I put away my thoughts and knew that the leader was right.
The two began to go upstairs.
The crossing on the second floor and the crossing on the third floor are both blocked by the same iron gates.
When I passed the third floor, my eyelids twitched suddenly again.
The right eye was obviously fine before, but now it feels cold again.
I covered my right eye with one hand and walked up in a hurry.
When I reached the fifth floor, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
Still quiet, too quiet.
We have so many people coming in. They have been to both buildings. It is impossible that there is no movement at all, right?
Why is there still no one! ?
He looked at the leader again. His fat face was tense, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Finally, we reached the sixth floor.
This floor is different from the five floors below.
On the lower floors, there are iron doors on the left and right, with locks.
On the sixth floor, the iron doors on both sides were thickened by two layers. It looked more like a prison than a prison.
"Go right and go in!" Lao Gong shouted again abruptly.
I quickly took out the copper piece and started picking the lock.
His eyes became colder, and suddenly, a stream of liquid flowed out.
It fell to the ground and became a pool of blood.
"Exhibition?"
The leader shouted in a low voice, his tone particularly worried.
My eyelids twitched slightly, but the movement didn't stop.
Lao Gong suddenly trembled, and fear appeared in his eyes again.
"Master...he is about to wake up..." Old Gong's tone became colder and a little trembling.
The first lock is open!
There were beads of sweat on my forehead as I pushed open the first iron door and started to unlock the second door.
The pool of blood on the ground before turned into a round eyeball.
His bloodshot eyes, with dead pupils, stared at me coldly.
My heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Wake up...he's coming!" Lao Gong almost screamed.
He shouted: "Master, you should come out!"
The first half of his sentence was filled with fear and telling me.
In the second half of the sentence, you didn’t call me!
Instead, I call out to the wisp of my soul deep inside the iron gate!
To be honest, I'm also very anxious. I don't know what's going on with that part of my soul. Why doesn't he come out even though we're all here? !
At this moment, the eyeball rolled backwards, as if it was about to roll down the corridor.
The leader suddenly backed away from me, exited the first iron gate, chased after the eyeball, and stepped on it hard!
The crackling sound was like exploding liquid.
There was another pool of blood on the ground, and the leader said coldly: "You can run away, damn it."
Then, the leader quickly returned to me.
At this moment, I opened the lock of the second door.
Suddenly, a hoarse, familiar voice came.
"Lock up, come in!"
"quick!"
This voice is so familiar, it’s like I’m talking to myself!
No, it's my soul calling me!
I could see a vague figure deep in the corridor.
However, I didn't chase after him immediately. Instead, I followed what "my" soul said, turned around, quickly closed the first iron door, and locked the lock again.
During this period, the leader looked outside the iron gate very solemnly and cautiously.
I exited the second iron gate and locked the door as well, with beads of sweat dripping from my forehead.
Lao Gong tilted his head and stared blankly at the stairs.
The leader and I turned our attention almost at the same time.
There was no sign of movement.
When I heard the patter of leather shoes, a man walked out from the stairs on the sixth floor.
He was an old man of medium height, wearing a very clean, neat and comfortable suit.
There were deep strangulation marks on his neck, and the skin on his pale face was full of wrinkles. He had no right eye, his left eye was dark and red, and there were obvious marks on his temples from the pressure of his glasses.
My heart really stopped beating at that moment.
Wei Youming, you came so quickly!
He squatted down and twirled his fingers towards the ground.
The blood squirmed quickly and turned into an eyeball full of bloodshot eyes.
He pinched the eyeball and stuffed it into the socket.
At this moment, Wei Youming became more kind, and his demeanor lost the sense of terror.
After getting up, he looked at me and the leader, his eyes were like looking at friends.
"Let's go!" The leader grabbed my wrist and pulled me to retreat and run deeper into the corridor!
I didn't resist and was about to retreat together.
Suddenly, I felt a chill rush into my heart.
At that moment, my head felt like a paste, filled with many memories and images that did not exist.
"I" am running wildly!
Run for your life in the corridors of each floor!
Behind him, there was the sound of leather shoes that penetrated his bones.
I've been in medicine cabinets full of bottles and jars.
Dive through the morgue beneath the hospital.
Avoid the toilet, locker room...
I've been to every part of this building.
I have even left this building and been in front of the gate...
It's just that you can't get out of the door...
The memory is a bit fuzzy, and I haven't fully accepted it yet. I only remember that as soon as we arrive near the gate, Wei Youming will catch up immediately...
Until "I" hid in the intensive care unit on the sixth floor, Wei Youming could not find "me".
I actually spied on Wei Youming secretly. He came to the sixth floor several times, but he always stopped in front of the iron door and did not come in.
Thoughts are actually very fast.
As soon as I was dragged out by the leader for two steps, I suddenly stamped my feet.
The leader was just a fluttering soul, but he was grabbed by me and stopped in place.
"He can't come in." My voice was extremely hoarse and dry.
The hollow feeling in the right eye is gone, and the whole person feels very full and full, but it is a bit too full, there is too much information, and the pain in my head is like splitting.
The leader looked at me in astonishment, and then his eyes narrowed, as if he had thought of something.
I turned my head again and stared at Wei Youming outside the iron gate.
He is really clean, he is a meticulous and kind old doctor.
"I saw you."
Wei Youming's voice was extremely friendly, and the smile on his face began to grow.
It was okay when he wasn't smiling, but when he smiled, the hypocritical energy came back to him.
And, he gave me another feeling.
It's like he's waiting for me to come!
He could easily catch this ray of my soul, but he didn't really catch me, he just kept that sense of urgency.
Use this urgency to force me to appear here!
Stand before him!
The next second, the smile on Wei Youming's lips began to widen, and he gradually approached the iron gate.
The leader looked even more alert.
However, he did not continue to urge me to run away.
To be honest, this floor is only so big, we can run anywhere! ?
Now that we have encountered Wei Youming, we must find a solution!
The next moment, Wei Youming was standing close to the iron gate, looking straight at me.
"Ghosts, if they don't eat, people, if they don't eat, they will die."
"You always have to come out."
Wei Youming's attention was entirely on me and he didn't even bother to pay attention to the leader.
In the depths of his eyes, there was a strange desire.
