Chapter 20 Cold Storage

"Love." Lu Yingjiu snapped Jing Xian's head back again, "Look at it, what is it holding."

Jingxian glanced quickly again and said, "Mace."

Oh, Lu Yingjiu thought, this goat ghost is quite advanced and can use props. If they knew how to make fire by drilling wood, they might be able to bake themselves.

The slaughterhouse, the corridors, the monsters, the mace dragged on the ground, it fits the villain of a horror movie very well. don't know what kind of resentment this sheep was holding before he died.

The sheep ghost grabbed the bull's head with one hand and smashed it on the ground with a mace with the other. It waved casually, the mace hit the disinfection cabinet, and directly hit the thick cabinet to deformation! The metal dented hideously, flew out, hit the wall, and landed heavily. A few pieces of metal flew out and hit the cabinet where Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian were hiding. Immediately, there were several dents.

Even with the talisman paper, Lu Yingjiu subconsciously held his breath.

The sheep ghost smashed a few more disinfection cabinets and smashed the table with one foot. After a series of incompetent fury, it seemed to finally think that the intruder had left the room.

"What—"

It turned sharply and walked quickly back to the corridor, the dragging sound gradually faded away.

Only then did Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian quietly get up.

Lu Yingjiu walked to the place where the sheep ghost stood just now.

Unexpectedly, the human skin cow head was still placed in the disinfection cabinet. Since the sheep ghost doesn't want others to touch it, why not take it away?

Jingxian seemed to see his doubts and added: "That ghost only has one hand...

"How did the hoof hold the mace?"

Jingxian was silent for a while: "It was caught between the hoofs."

Lu Yingjiu imagined the picture, as if it didn't look very smart. He thought for a few more seconds: "Let's take the bull's head, it may be useful." He smiled at Jing, "You can take it."

So Jingxian held the horn of the bull's head in one hand, and followed Lu Yingjiu back to the corridor.

Lu Yingjiu said: "The ghost has a little human atmosphere, it should be in contact with others not long ago. When we figure out the matter, let Little Li and Chen yanyan come in."Little li, I found that there was no signal.

Lu Yingjiu: "...This plot is too classic." Then he made a trick.

Please God.

The figure of the little black beast gradually appeared at his feet, and the black mass in the middle of winter merged with the background. When it cracked and laughed, the two white teeth were only visible.

"Ow!" it called, and began to rub Lu Yingjiu's ankle.

Lu Yingjiu rubbed its furry head: "Go, tell Xiao Li not to come in first."

The little black beast took short legs, rolled away like a ball, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Jingxian asked, "Are we following it?"

"No," said Lu Yingjiu, shaking his head, "this human-skinned cow-head reminds me of the cloud weaving technique I told you just now. The Chen family originally made masks in the name of the slaughterhouse no matter what, this thing is all about weaving clouds. It's a bit wicked, and if there is any resentment during the production, I'm not surprised at all. I want to go directly to the place where they make the masks."

He lit the flashlight of his mobile phone again, this time several times, but the light did not come on.

Lu Yingjiu: "...Classic."

He was about to squeeze a piece of talisman paper, but was suddenly held down by Jing Xian: "Isn't the fluctuation of the talisman paper easy to attract the attention of ghosts?"

"That's what I said," Lu Yingjiu said, "you have to trust my level, it won't be exposed so easily."

"But there's still this risk, isn't it?" Jing Xian said involuntarily, pressing down his talisman with one hand and wrapping his shoulder with the other, "You don't need a toolman as good as me, it's really a waste of money."

"You have learned from Little Li, and the word cannot be described as a person ..." Lu yingjiu supports the amount.

Jingxian smiled: "Just understand what I mean."

Jing Xian also makes sense, this is indeed the best solution.

I don't know why, but Jingxian will be smarter about the talisman issue - Lu Yingjiu thought about it for a while, and thinks it's because Jingxian didn't care at all before.

Jing Xian hugged him all the way, accurately bypassing the miscellaneous objects on the ground. They continued to walk forward. This time, the ghost wall disappeared. They left the knife sterilization room and walked through the empty wholesale hall and operation room when they suddenly heard a dull sound.

boom!

A few seconds later, a few more beeps.

boom! boom!

The voice probably came from the left. Jingxian looked at the sign in the dark and said, "On the left is the cold storage area and the head and hoof processing room. Go and take a look?"

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded.

The two walked along the corridor, and the thumping sound was getting closer and closer to the cold storage at the end of the corridor. When they got close, they could hear it clearly. It turned out to be the sound of door slamming from the depths of the cold storage!

The temperature of the cold storage for storing meat in the slaughterhouse is about -18 degrees to -25 degrees. It is summer now. If people are accidentally locked in, their clothes are thin and they can't live for long. Generally speaking, for the sake of safety, the door of the current cold storage will have a switch inside the door to ensure that people who are locked by mistake can leave.

But this slaughterhouse was built many years ago, and it is very likely that this safety measure was not available. Moreover, there was a strong Yin Qi on the door, which blocked it tightly.

The knocking on the door continued.

Is that human? Or a ghost?

In an instant, Lu Yingjiu thought about a lot of possibilities, but instinctively pulled out a piece of talisman paper and flicked it gently.

The talisman ignited a fire, illuminating the heavy cold storage door in front of him.

This is a wooden framed freezer door that was used in the early years. It was opened manually. Lu Yingjiu patted the talisman paper on himself and Jingxian. The little black beast was taken away by him. Build strength.

He threw out two more talismans, and the talismans flew through the air and wrapped around the doorknob precisely, then he clenched the handle on one side: "You pull the other side!"

Jing Xian heard the words and grabbed the other handle.

After the talisman paper was wrapped around it, the yin on the door instantly dissipated. It was just an ordinary door that was stuck, and gradually began to vibrate under their strength.

Lu Yingjiu was sweating on his forehead, because he used too much force, the knuckles on his hands were obvious, and the blue veins were about to burst. The situation was urgent. He didn't notice that there was a gap on the iron doorknob. The sharp damage scratched his palm, and a smear of blood dripped down the white wrist slowly in the firelight.

The red and white are distinct.

Jingxian: "..."

Lu Yingjiu was still working hard when suddenly he heard a clear "click!" and then an extremely terrifying sound of metal being bent.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Jing Xian exerting his strength, the muscles in his hands tensed, and the entire metal door was torn down! !

Lu Yingjiu: ? ? ?

He felt that his expression at this moment must be very blank.

Jing Xian leaned the metal door in his hand against the wall, and saw three or four people fall out of the cold room.

They were probably leaning on the cold storage door, but now that the door is gone, people fell out and folded on the ground, their fingertips all turning blue and white.

Fortunately, they didn't seem to lose consciousness, and their arms were still moving stiffly.

Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian helped the person at the top, but the skin they touched was not too cold, and it seemed that the situation was not serious.

After turning the person over, Lu Yingjiu's breathing stagnated for a moment——

This man has no face!

The skin on his face was intact, but the eyes, mouth, nose and ears were missing and bald. Several other people are exactly the same, without facial features. No wonder they didn't hear the call for help just now, it turned out that they didn't have a mouth at all.

How is this going?

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly a flash of light flashed: "Give me that bull's head!"

He took the human-skin cow's head from Jingxian's hand, and took out a blank talisman paper. He was injured on his hand, and it was just right now that he was directly stained with blood.

With blood on his fingertips, he drew a strange rune, and with a flick of it, the rune burned.

This time the light of the fire was very dim. He put the talisman paper close to the bull's head and searched little by little.

The "cloud weaving technique" is a secret that is not passed down, and an outsider like him can never touch the core. He has only seen relevant records from many ancient books and unofficial histories, and he has worked with the Chen family's ghost exorcist, so he has a rough idea.

He is really talented.

If you spend a few more years with the Chen family, it is estimated that you will be able to steal the teacher directly.

The firelight illuminated the human skin under him.

Generally speaking, human skin masks cannot see the edge marks.

But with this special rune paper, can barely see some flaws.

Lu Yingjiu held her breath and looked for the border of the human skin little by little by the firelight.

This scene is somewhat terrifying. There are a few wriggling refrigerated faceless people lying on the ground. He is holding a personal bull's head in his hand, and Jing Xian, who is standing next to him, is obsessed with burning the talisman paper for him. It was terrifying, and the whole body revealed the depression that the mountains and rains were about to come.

Jing Xian stared at the wound on Lu Yingjiu's hand with a blank expression on his face - the blood was still slowly seeping out.

Lu Yingjiu moved the talisman paper slowly, and suddenly the back of his hand warmed.

It was Jingxian who held his injured hand.

He gently wiped the wound with his fingertips, the pain disappeared after a while, and the blood stopped immediately.

The situation was urgent, Lu Yingjiu didn't have the heart to say anything more, just nodded slightly to express his gratitude, and continued to observe the bull's head.

Under the light of the fire, he keenly discovered that there was an imperceptible seam on the edge of the bull's head.

It's like the kind of seam where the wallpaper joins.

He touched it carefully with his fingers, barely touching it. He drew a short knife from behind his waist, the tip of the knife aimed at the gap.

Only in the face of small goals, people will realize how shaking their hands are. But Lu Yingjiu's hand was extremely steady, as if neither breathing nor heartbeat could shake the blade, the hand raised the knife and fell, cutting a gap along the gap with great precision.

He cut all the way like this, knowing that the gap was big enough, put away the short knife, and directly lifted the human skin from the crack. A few drops of blood appeared from the crack, and when he gently peeled it off, the entire human skin was ripped off from the cow's head, swaying in his hands, wrinkled, like the skin of a newborn baby.

The human skin is still warm, and it should belong to one of these faceless people.

The bull's head is much larger than a human head, but when taken off, the skin seems to automatically shrink back to its normal size.

As soon as Lu Yingjiu set his eyes on the faceless man and wanted to see whose face it was, he saw that Jingxian had already touched everyone's pockets and took out a wallet or two.

He opened his wallet to find his ID card, looked at the skin again, pointed to a person and said, "This looks like him - Yang Tianle."

Lu Yingjiu looked at it and could indeed tell it was the same face.

Jing Xian helped the man named Yang Tianle and leaned against the wall. The man was obviously too panicked. He didn't know who was beside him. His frozen hands were empty and grasped in the air, but he was too weak to form a strong resistance at all.

Lu Yingjiu squatted down in front of the man, took the human skin, and said, "It will hurt a little bit, so bear with it."

Then he gently covered the human skin.

At the moment of contact between the two, the human skin seemed to melt on the face. And Yang Tianle's body slammed upwards!

Even if there is no voice, even if there is no expression, others can feel his pain. The frozen body was in pain, and an astonishing force erupted. He was shaking all over, grabbing his hands in the air, kicking his feet lightly, and constantly swinging his head—this swing was quickly stopped by Jing Xian, and he held it down. Yang Tianle's head was on both sides, so that Lu Yingjiu could continue to press his face.

Lu Yingjiu's movements were light and fast, but in five or six seconds, he put his entire face on.

Eyes, nose, mouth, ears... In short, there are many.

Yang Tianle's eyes opened, and his mouth: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He has no strength, his momentum is very strong, and his voice is not too loud.

Lu Yingjiu held him down: "Shh! Be quiet, there are ghosts here!"

Yang Tianle reacted for a few seconds before he understood what he said, and immediately shut up, shivering.

His eyes fell on the other faceless people, stunned for a moment, and then staggered towards them.

Lu Yingjiu whispered, "They are all still alive, but their faces have been taken away."

"I, I, I know." Yang Tianle nodded again and again, his teeth chattering, "I saw it! We saw it!"

Most people do not have yin and yang eyes.

But if you hit a ghost yourself, there are many people who can see the ghost clearly under fear.

"Your face is stuck on this bull's head." Lu Yingjiu said, "Your companion should be in the same situation."

Now, because the bull's head is not covered with skin, only the red and white flesh is exposed, which looks particularly hideous. Yang Tianle glanced, almost retching, and subconsciously touched his face again.

Lu Yingjiu stretched out his hand: "Can you stand up? You have to leave quickly. There is so much movement here that the ghost must have noticed it."

Yang Tianle quickly took his hand and stood up against the wall.

They slowly picked up the others.

Being completely deprived of your five senses is terrifying, enough to drive a person crazy. Can't see, hear, speak, not even smell, the whole world is dark and chaotic. They can still breathe, but in fact, they are no different from dead people.

Yang Tianle's reaction was quite fast, and he had calmed down in such a short time.

He took the hands of those people one by one, and lightly tapped twice on their mouths. Originally, those people were still very uneasy, but after being bitten by him, they all calmed down.

He swallowed and explained: "This is our secret code. Once we went to the haunted house and we discussed it. In case the ghost pretended to be his own and couldn't tell the difference, we would just tap the other person's mouth twice. The next ' is a password, so that we can distinguish the enemy from me."

Lu Yingjiu nodded and said, "You let them hold hands, then you hold them and follow me."

As a result, a group of people who were almost frozen just now held hands, like kindergarten children or groups of penguins, swaying down the corridor one by one.

Except for the sound of their footsteps, the hallway was quiet.

As if the sheep ghost just didn't notice it at all.

Yang Tianle said that he probably remembered which direction the exit was in, and everyone went there slowly—after it was safe to go out, they would consider how to get other people's faces back.

Lu Yingjiu asked, "Why are you here?"

"We are the anchor of the Spirit." Yang Tianle's voice was still trembling. "The anchor of the 'two -sided buddha', you should know. We heard that here seems to be haunted, just thinking about it, but I didn't expect it.,did not expect……"

In fact, they have been to many supernatural places, and they also do the three-legged cat kung fu of exorcising ghosts.

Didn't expect the car to roll over this time.

Yang Tianle began to tremble again: "Hey, can you get their faces back?"

"It depends on luck." Lu Yingjiu said, "Not everyone is as lucky as you."

"Oh." Yang Tianle's head dropped.

Jingxian pointed to the sign in front: "There is a corner over there, it should be the back door exit."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a sharp friction sound!

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

faster and faster!

Getting closer!

As soon as Yang Tianle heard this voice, his scalp was numb, and he almost knelt down with his legs soft, and was supported by Lu Yingjiu and Jing Xian with a tacit understanding, and he was stabilized.

Lu Yingjiu said in a low voice, "Let's go and hide."

With so many refrigerated faceless people, he wouldn't risk other people's lives.

As soon as he looked up, there was [Slaughter Room] written next to it, and the door was locked.

Lu Yingjiu looked at Jingxian: "Can you open it?"

Jingxian instinctively wanted to say no, but when he thought about it, he just removed the cold storage door in front of Lu Yingjiu, as if there was no need to act. So he kicked the iron door open: "Come in!"

Yang Tianle: ? ? ?

At one point he thought he had slept in the freezer like Captain America for 70 years, and when he woke up, all humans had evolved.

Several faceless people slowly moved into the slaughter room.

The equipment in the slaughtering room has also been cleaned up. It is very empty. There are only a few iron tables, stainless steel rails in the air, and pipe-type meat hooks and bloodletting chains on the top. Just looking at it, you can smell it. A bloody smell arrived.

There was nowhere to hide, except for a sturdy iron table at the very end. Lu Yingjiu pointed towards that: "You take them there!"

Yang Tianle nodded and led his companions over. The four of them hid behind the table like little chickens.

Lu Yingjiu took out a few talismans.

The talisman paper is drawn with blood, which is powerful and evil, and is rarely used by ghost exorcists.

Lu Yingjiu just had the confidence to suppress this evil sect, so, regardless of Jingxian, he just stopped the bleeding, bit his finger, let the blood flow out a few times, and sketched it on the talisman paper - a simple stroke or two, Outline smooth lines.

It was just him and Jingxian just now, so that they could avoid the ghosts. But now there are many people, and ordinary people who don't know how to control their breath need powerful runes.

He drew six or seven pictures in a row, and gave half of them to Jingxian: "You stick one on each window."

Then he went to the front door himself, carefully pasted the talisman paper on the front and back of the door, and wrapped it around the doorknob.

In this way, a temporary barrier was formed, blocking the breath of the living.

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

Listening to the sound, the goat ghost is running, and the sound of footsteps is just a few meters away!

Lu Yingjiu didn't have time to hide with those people, so he simply sat down against the wall.

At the same time, the dragging sound stopped at the door!

The sheep ghost rustled and smelled the smell, splitting his lips, looking left and right.

It was completely confused by the rune paper arranged by Lu Yingjiu: in its view, the human breath seemed to be scattered directly and ran in different directions.

It smelled and didn't understand what was going on, and stood there, hesitating.

It seems that it can be fooled.

Lu Yingjiu held the talisman paper and did not dare to relax his vigilance. Suddenly, there was another person quietly beside him, and it was Jingxian who also came over.

Lu Yingjiu just wanted to signal Jingxian not to move—

Whoa!

There was a strong wind overhead, and the glass burst open! The fragments fell, just like the last time, they were all stopped by Jing Xian, and did not land on Lu Yingjiu at all.

The sheep ghost was obsessed with the mace, and smashed the glass directly, and the hard window frames were broken by the hammer.

It obviously sensed something, and the whole sheep's head stretched into the room, smelling constantly above their heads.

Lu Yingjiu was under it, the ghost was close, and the surroundings were freezing to the bone.

He didn't feel scared, just wondered: where was the secret?

In half a second, he understood that it was his hand that was cut by the door before. It doesn't matter if he bites his own finger, but other traumas are easily detected by ghosts.

It seems that there is only one battle.

Just as he was about to throw out the talisman paper, Jing Xian suddenly grabbed his hand.

Not very strong.

Then Jing Xian hugged him whole in his arms.

This hug was different from the previous one. It wasn't like an ordinary hug. It seemed to protect him under his body, even covering his breath. In the darkness, Lu Yingjiu smelled the familiar cold fragrance again, Jingxian's chin was pressed against his hair, he was completely shrouded in Jingxian's shadow, and there was a very light rubbing sound in his ears.

The hand was held, perhaps because of his delusion, and Jing Xian gently rubbed his wound.

- Jingxian is in a very bad mood.

Lu Yingjiu didn't know why he was so leisurely, thinking about this kind of thing at this juncture.

He didn't even know where this conclusion came from.

But he just knew.

Sheep ghosts rustled above their heads.

It became confused again: how did the breath just now disappear?

It was extremely unwilling, and smashed two or three windows at random, bleating, and dragging its mace away.

When the sheep ghost had completely gone away, the four little chicks hiding behind the table probed, and Jing Xian also pulled Lu Yingjiu to stand up.

Yang Tianle whispered, "I, I, let's go quickly."

"Yeah." Lu Yingjiu nodded.

They took people and continued to advance along the original route. Sure enough, the corner in front was the back door exit.

The exit was originally a small door.

Now the door is gone.

Yang Tianle's face turned pale: "Impossible, the back door is written here on the floor plan. I've read it so many times, it's absolutely impossible to remember it wrong."

Lu Yingjiu touched the wall and the dust in his hand: "There are ghosts here, anything is possible. But no matter what, there will be a way out."

"Where is the road?"

"Maybe we can find the object of the ghost's obsession, fulfill its wish, and then find the exit." Lu Yingjiu said, "But this method is too complicated, and there are too many unpredictable factors, so I choose to kill it directly. ."

Yang Tianle: "..."

He looked at the young man in front of him again, looking so handsome and handsome, the style of what he said was not quite right.

Lu Yingjiu looked at him and said seriously: "With you here, I dare not fight against an unfamiliar ghost. This ghost is definitely not weak, I have to find a place for you to hide first."

hiding place...

A flash of light flashed in Yang Tianle's mind: "I know! We are here to find the basement this time!"

"Basement?" Lu Yingjiu asked.

"Yes, they are said to be secretly doing something in the basement. That basement should be quite hidden, and if we find it, we can hide there."

Lu Yingjiu pondered for a few seconds: "Do you know the approximate direction?"

"I know! It's not far away!"

The group moved slowly in the darkness again.

Yang Tianle said it was not far, and it really was not far, just two corners away.

When passing by that wall, Lu Yingjiu sensed something was wrong, and waved out a talisman with a raised hand. The rune paper fluttered on the wall, the wall disappeared, and the downward stairs appeared.

Yang Tianle was so surprised that he was speechless, and hurriedly led the people down.

Halfway through, he turned around again: "The two of you..."

He froze for a moment.

Although it is very dark, after the eyes adjust to the dark, you can still see some outlines.

Lu Yingjiu used to stand side by side with Jingxian, but now there is only Lu Yingjiu on the stairs.

Yang Tianle: "Uh, is there someone missing? Your friend?"

"Well." Lu Yingjiu's face was sinking like water, and there was no expression on his face.

Jingxian disappeared.

"Ah! What should I do then!" Yang Tianle was stunned, "Didn't you say that the ghost is very strong, he won't be captured by the ghost!"

...

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

The entire hallway was filled with this voice, empty and terrifying. The meat hook swayed slightly in the house, rusted knives were scattered in the corners, and there were bloodstains on the table that had been dried for decades, and it was impossible to tell whether it was human blood or animal blood.

The sheep ghost dragged his mace and kept walking, splitting his lips, constantly capturing the breath.

Suddenly, a figure appeared at the end of the corridor.

The handsome man stood against the wall.

As if waiting for it to come.

is alive!

The sheep ghost became excited for a moment, ground his hoofs on the ground, and bent his knees to speed up. The strong hind feet gave it a terrible speed, it ran extremely fast, and the mace rubbed a string of bright sparks on the ground!

The spark brightened the darkness, and before it could go out, the sheep ghost had already rushed in front of Jingxian.

Jingxian was already tall, but compared to this two-meter-five-foot monster, he was still a bit shorter—or, in other words, everyone was so insignificant in front of it.

It swings its mace high!

The next second, its horns weighed, and the world revolved in its eyes.

From the angle it couldn't see, countless ghost hands stretched out from the ground and the walls out of thin air, densely clawing its whole body, from the sharp horns, to the thick fur, to the powerful hooves. There was a sharp laughter in its ears, and the terrifying ghosts cheered, and the ghost hands worked together, directly twisting its body into a blood mist!

The body dissipated, but the head was still there, rolling to the ground.

The sheep ghost watched Jingxian come over helplessly. It wanted to utter some ghostly babble, begging for forgiveness, but all sound was stuck and there was only eternal silence.

At the last moment of its life, it suddenly realized who was in front of it.

Yes

Jing Xian looked down at it condescendingly, and smashed its head with one foot.

The author has something to say: Sheep Ghost: Your wife was cut by the doorknob, what does it have to do with my Sheep Ghost!

Jingxian: Without you, would we break the door of the cold storage if we have nothing to do?