Chapter 12 Swallowing it alive

Weird chewing sounds echoed in the dark cave, as if there were beasts tearing at their prey, and the strange sound made people shudder.

In the air, the rancid odor of blood gradually overwhelmed the smell of ammonia. Although it smelled disgusting, it was much gentler than the pungent smell before, at least not so uncomfortable.

When Chen Xian bit off the monster's cervical vertebrae with the last bite, the twitching and quivering body of the monster gradually calmed down, and finally had the appearance of a dead thing.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Xian coughed a few times and sat down slowly against the edge of the cave. He seemed to be used to what had happened before. At this moment, he didn't have much reaction, but calmly wiped the blood on his face.

The stumps of the monster can be seen everywhere, all of which were bitten off by Chen Xian when it struggled before, and the large stumps occupy the majority.

There was a stench of viscous blood everywhere on the ground, and the soles of the shoes would stick to the soles of the shoes if you stepped on them. The drawing was more than half a meter long.

That's why Chen Xian didn't want to take action in front of Fatty Huo.

When there is no suitable weapon to attack the target, all he can rely on is a mouth with naturally good teeth and a stomach that can't be eaten badly.

However, his way of fighting is difficult for ordinary people to accept. Once, a temporary worker from the investigation department partnered with him to handle the case, and he also encountered similar things... As a result, he was sent to the hospital after finishing the case. Psychiatric diagnosis.

Since then, Chen Xian has become a lone wolf in the department. Basically, he will not partner with others to handle cases, because he himself knows that if he really starts with those things, the picture is really touching, not ordinary people can bearable.

"It's too unpalatable...how long is this..."

Chen Xian kept spitting on the stars, his face full of disgust. Although he usually only eats spiritual bodies, he can't touch this kind of abnormal life with solid body, but in this case.... ..and he had no other choice.

In the previous process, he had tried his best not to eat the meat of this monster, but the solids were easy to vomit, and the liquids were not easy to control. Those blood that had been rotting for months still flowed into his stomach more or less. .

If you have to use a metaphor, it tastes like spoiled glue pulled out of a cesspool. It has both the stench of the sewer and the stickiness of glue.

"Hey me...how did I faint..."

Fatty Huo also woke up at this time, his face was dazed as if he had just woken up, he got up and looked left and right in a particularly confused way, and then his eyes focused on Chen Xian.

"What about the monster?" Fatty Huo asked in a daze.

"Here." Chen Xian calmly tugged at his clothes, covering the unhealed wound on his waist, then pointed to the deformed head beside him and said, "It has been resolved, and there is no danger for the time being."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo suddenly woke up eight minutes, hurriedly got up from the ground, ran to Chen Xian's side to take a closer look at the deformed head, and was relieved.

"You can!"

Fatty Huo looked at Chen Xian with glowing eyes. In addition to his surprise, he also had indescribable curiosity: "How did you solve it? I remember you didn't bring any weapons, right?"

After speaking, Fatty Huo glanced left and right, and the expression on his face slowly stiffened.

"Why does this look like a slaughterhouse...what did you do to it?"

"It's dismantled." Chen Xian said calmly, remembering what happened before, and a little helplessness flashed in his eyes, "This abnormal life is too active, and breaking its hands and feet has no effect on it. I broke it before I breathed..."

Whether it is a human being or an anomalous life, the bones in the body have different differences.

Take this monster as an example. The weakest bones on its body are the carpal bones, and the hardest is the cervical vertebrae. These are the answers that Chen Xian chewed out one by one.

But these things can only be thought about in Chen Xian's mind, but he didn't dare to tell Fatty Huo, so as not to scare the Fatty out of the shadows.

"You're ruthless..." Fatty Huo frowned and kicked the minced meat on the ground with a disgusting expression, "There shouldn't be any other dangers here, right?"

"I haven't found it yet." Chen Xian replied, looking at Fatty Huo quietly, "Do you want to continue the search?"

"Then just take a look, if it doesn't work, go back and wait for support to come..."

Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded, stood up slowly without saying a word, patted the minced meat on his body, and said to Fatty Huo without raising his head: "There is a hole over there, we can go over and take a look. ."

"Okay." Fatty Huo replied.

Picking up the flashlight on the ground, Chen Xian led Fatty Huo to the deepest part of the cave.

But when he passed a certain part of the monster's corpse, Chen Xian paused, as if he had found something, and suddenly looked down.

This part of the mutilated body should belong to the torso of the monster's main body. There are still several tattered pieces of cloth on the body, which are remnants of previous clothes. There is a metal plate hanging on the cloth piece on the right chest. Xi is very inconspicuous.

Under the light of the flashlight, it faintly reflected light, which immediately caught Chen Xian's attention.

"etc."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo was about to ask what was wrong, when Chen Xian who was walking in front suddenly squatted down and ripped something off the monster's clothes.

Upon closer inspection, it was a metal badge.

[President of Wushan Mental Hospital: Song Hansheng]

Seeing this line of almost vague small characters, Chen Xian and Fatty Huo couldn't help but look at each other, and their hearts became alive.

Dean?

Could it be that this monster was changed by the dean?

"Its soul has long since left the body... After turning into a spirit body, it blocked us once in the office..." Chen Xian looked at the badge in his hand and analyzed patiently, "Finally, It was removed by that mental patient... that means this monster has no soul and no soul... can it raise a corpse without a soul and no soul?"

Speaking of which, Chen Xian frowned, as if he had encountered a big problem.

It's not that he hasn't encountered a situation where a corpse is transformed into an abnormal life, but in those situations, there is a soul in the body of a corpse.

According to Taoism, if a dead person wants to return to Yang, he needs at least one soul and one soul in his body. If there is the blessing of certain alchemy, this condition can be lowered a little, but at least one soul or one soul is required.

Can a soulless corpse lift a corpse?

Does this really exist?

The more Chen Xian thought about it, the more confused he became, and he gradually began to doubt himself. Is it because he has too little knowledge, maybe there is such a thing?

At the same time, Fatty Huo lit a cigarette, as if thinking of something, and suddenly asked Chen Xian, "What do you think the dean is doing here?"

Chen Xian thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but since his body is here, there is a high possibility...he was here before the fire started outside."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Xian stopped thinking about it, threw the badge on the ground, and continued to walk towards the hole with Fatty Huo.

"No matter what he wants to do, since his body is here, there must be a reason for him..."

In the dark cave, only the flashlight is used as the light source for illumination. The pale light is especially scary at this time, and many dusts that are usually invisible become extremely conspicuous in this case.

The air is filled with all kinds of dust, like moths fighting a fire, constantly hitting the lampshade of the flashlight.

Walking in such a place, Chen Xian's silence made the atmosphere even more depressing, and even Fatty Huo felt a little unnatural.

"Are you all right?" Fatty Huo asked suddenly, pretending to glance at Chen Xian's face inadvertently, "You didn't get hurt when you fought with it before?"

"It's okay, it's fine." Chen Xian replied simply.

Fatty Huo took a breath, feeling that something was wrong with Chen Xian, and there were some obvious changes in his mood, as if his whole person became more dull.

Did something happen when you were in a coma?

Fatty Huo muttered in his heart and wanted to ask Chen Xian, but when he saw his dead face, he held back his words and could only sigh helplessly.

"It's fine... ugh..."

Crossing the dark entrance and passing through a narrow and short tunnel, Chen Xian and the others came to a strange place.

This is a strange and depressing room, roughly in the shape of a regular square, with an area of about 50 square meters. The floor is covered with dark gray stone bricks, and there are many vague relief murals on the four walls.something modern.

Chen Xian glanced around again. With the strong light of the flashlight, he found that there seemed to be something in the darkest corner of the northeast corner of this room.

Due to the long distance, he did not dare to judge, but from the overall outline...

That thing looks like a coffin.