Snap, snap, snap!
Yang Ning gently raised her feet, and every time she stepped down, she would bring up a small patch of water.
He knew that the water stains on the floor were expired and deteriorated formalin solution, which was mainly used to soak the corpse so that it would not rot.
With so many of these things left on the ground, it is conceivable that there will definitely be no shortage of corpses moving on this level!
Coming down the stairs, the further inward the vision became, the darker it became. Yang Ning didn't stop until he was completely out of sight.
He pulled out a little boy doll with red eyes from the cloth bag he was carrying, closed his eyes, and whispered: "Tongtong, borrow the spirit."
The baby's red eyes seemed to light up in the darkness, and then a pale boy with his eyes gouged out appeared next to Yang Ning.
Yang Ning held the little boy's hand. The little boy's whole body gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely. When Yang Ning opened his eyes again, there was a hint of red light in his eyes.
The underground space that was originally extremely dark in Yang Ning's eyes became clearer bit by bit.
There are long dark corridors, with doors that are either open or closed on both sides. Facing Yang Ning in front of the corridor is a tightly closed double door, with a few mottled red doors faintly visible. Big words: morgue.
"Well, that means there is a morgue behind that door? What are the rooms outside here used for?"
Curious, Yang Ning pushed a door next to her but failed to open it.
He looked around and found a fire closet not far away, with a rusty fire ax in it.
Holding the ax, Yang Ning said to herself: "Well, the sense of security is indeed enhanced a lot this time."
He returned the same way and walked to the door of the first room on the negative third floor. He looked at the ajar door, smiled slightly, and asked inside: "Is there anyone in this room? Dead people are not included!"
There was no movement in the room.
Yang Ning walked to the door of the next room and continued to ask: "Is there anyone in this room? Dead people are not counted!"
The door to this room was closed. The next second after Yang Ning finished asking, bang!
Suddenly there was a dull sound from the room!
The smile on Yang Ning's face became even brighter, and he said in a rather regretful tone: "It seems there is someone inside? Why don't you say anything? This is not very polite!"
After saying that, Yang Ning took a step back, raised the fire ax in both hands, and struck hard at the closed door lock!
Crack!
When the ax goes down, the wood chips fly!
Bang!
The chopped door lock fell to the ground!
boom!
Yang Ning kicked the door open, and saw an empty room behind the door with several iron shelves. On each iron shelf were three tiers of mortuary cabinets!
A mortuary is a freezer where corpses are placed!
At this time, all the mortuary cabinet covers in the room were opened, exuding a pungent smell!
At first glance, there is really no one in the small room!
However, Yang Ning stood in the middle of the room and turned around. He squatted on the ground, slowly leaned over, and looked at the bottom of the mortuary cabinet at the bottom of an iron shelf——
A pale corpse with half of its body almost rotting was facing a rosy-faced boy, constantly sucking air from his mouth.
With every breath the corpse took, the rotten areas on its body were quickly restored to the naked eye, while the boy's breath continued to disappear and his face became increasingly pale.
Suddenly, the breathing corpse trembled violently. It slowly turned its head and saw Yang Ning's gentle face staring at him with a smile.
Suddenly, on the dead man's face, which was almost half rotten, a pair of dull pale eyes showed a look of extreme fear!
Yang Ning pressed down with one hand to signal it to calm down, but the corpse had no intention of calming down at all. It kept huddled in the stinking water on the floor and danced its limbs wildly!
Looking at this scene, Yang Ning nodded slightly.
The next second, the smile on Yang Ning's face intensified, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the body inside!
The body huddled in the corner suddenly trembled as if it had been electrocuted, and desperately crept into the corner of the iron frame!
Yang Ning missed the mark for the first time, he did it on purpose!
Immediately raise your hand and grab it a second time!
Then the third and fourth time!
Every time he grabbed it, the body hidden inside shivered like a frightened quail, and kept trying to push it into the corner!
But the space under the iron shelf is so big, no matter how hard it is arched, it can't get anywhere!
Yang Ning himself seemed to be getting happier and happier, enjoying the fun of such people playing ghosts!
Finally, Yang Ning quietly pulled out the mortuary cabinet on the shelf. He slowly leaned on the baffle on the shelf and found the location of the zombie under the baffle. He climbed over gently and moved his head little by little. near......
The body hidden underneath suddenly noticed that the surroundings were quiet.
It was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
It slowly moved its rotting limbs and looked outside.
No unusual movement was found.
The corpse felt much more at ease, and for safety's sake, it retracted into the corner under the baffle and waited patiently.
At this time, the corpse heard a series of slight friction sounds coming from the top of its head, and it raised its head when it heard the sound——
Through the gap in the baffle, the corpse saw the pair of eyes that made him tremble just now!
And that gentle face that always has a smile on it!
And there is only a wooden baffle less than one centimeter thick between him and me!
boom!
Suddenly, Yang Ning slammed the baffle in front of the corpse across the board and let out a loud shout!
"Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh!"
The body hidden under the baffle trembled rapidly, and kept roaring, and the sound became faster and faster!
Yang Ning pulled open the wooden baffle, made a face at the corpse, and then reached out to grab it!
The moment Yang Ning's hand caught the corpse, all the movements of the corpse stopped, and the whole body slumped to the floor, motionless.
Yang Ning was stunned for a moment and lost all interest on the spot.
The corpse was frightened to death by him.
Pulling up the boy below, Yang Ning took out a candle and lit it. His fingertips brushed the flames, passing through the black smoke rising from the corpse in the air, and finally pointed at the boy's eyebrows!
The boy's face turned rosy to the naked eye.
Yang Ning packed up his things, picked up the fire ax and walked to the next room.
"Is there anyone in this room? Dead people don't count!"
This was an empty room with the door open. Yang Ning went in and walked around before coming out and walking to the next room.
"Is there anyone in this room? Dead people don't count!"
The door of this room was locked from the inside. In view of the rudeness in front of him, which scared the corpse to death, Yang Ning knocked on the door politely this time.
No one responded at the door.
Yang Ning smiled slightly: "Huh? This is not very polite!"
He held the fire ax tightly with both hands, took a step back, and struck the door lock in front of him with all his strength!
Crack!
When the ax goes down, the lock breaks and the door opens.
Behind the door, a skinny girl with a bloodless face was lying quietly in a mortuary. Next to it, a corpse with blurred features pursed its lips with a blue tongue, as if it had just eaten.
Yang Ning held the fire ax and smiled and said: "It's okay, eat it and I can get it back for you!"
The corpse shivered and took half a step back, then jumped towards Yang Ning!
boom!
Phew!
Bang!
An ax struck the corpse that was coming toward him and flew it back. Yang Ning stepped forward and swung the ax to chop off the corpse's head. At this moment, the corpse took advantage of the gap between Yang Ning and the door and suddenly rushed out!
Yang Ning watched this scene without moving. He watched the corpse rush out of the door and said quietly: "Stop it."
In the dark night, in the basement on the third floor of the basement where you couldn't even see anything, a man dressed in red clothes that looked like blood quietly appeared!
The pale claws dripping with blood firmly grasped the body that was trying to escape, and easily lifted it up. No matter how hard the body struggled, it remained motionless, just like grabbing a small chicken!
Zhang Wen in red!
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