At 1:35 in the morning, the whole hospital seemed to come to life, and the man in ill-fitting hospital gown ran forward in the dark with all his strength.

If you look carefully, you can find that there is a half-grown black-haired boy in his arms. The boy obviously can't use much strength, and the whole person looks drowsy.

He could only hug the man's neck and hang on him with his own efforts, trying to make it easier for the man to move.

In the darkness behind them, countless shadows followed closely behind them. Whether it was the peeling and cracked walls or the cold square tiled floor, the dense figures gathered into a group, hiding in the darkness and coveting the two people in front of them.

Xie Jin's flashlight was the only light source in this infinite darkness. He fixed it on his chest, and tied it tightly with the fixed shoulder strap where the mobile phone was placed before.

The jacket around his waist tied Jiu to him, and he only used one hand to support the boy's hips, in case a sudden change would cause the boy to fall.

The pain in the left leg joint seemed to be gone. Xie Jin knew it was numb. Running with heavy loads for a long time was not friendly to the knee joint, not to mention that the knee joint of his left leg had been taken off and put back on.

But this was a helpless solution. He couldn't leave Jiu who was not fully awake. Xie Jin turned his head and looked behind him. Unknowingly, more and more things were chasing after him. If he continued like this, he would be caught sooner or later.

There was a puff of breath under his ribs, and he could feel the fishy smell rolling in his throat every time he took a breath, Xie Jin clenched his back molars, and he took out the yellow talisman Wen Liang gave him from his bag, although he was reluctant to part with it. They still smashed one by one behind them.

Like ghosts crying and wolves howling, the golden light of the cinnabar runes mixed with the blood of the Taoists appeared, forming a dazzling barrier, purifying even the miasma-confusing air.

It was rare to ask about this refreshing breath again, Xie Jin quickened his steps, taking advantage of the dirty things being blocked by the yellow talisman, he held the Chirp hanging on his body with one hand, and ran towards the corridor where he came.

The doors and windows of this hospital were locked tightly. When he was entangled with Wang Hongjuan, the owner of the notebook, Xie Jin once used a fire ax to break open the locked iron gate.

Before returning to the corridor, Xie Jin looked up at the sign hanging on the top, the west building was indeed the place where he first woke up, he remembered correctly.

Those yellow talismans shouldn't last long, he got out of the iron gate with Jiu in his arms, and ran towards the west building.

The road in front of him became familiar, Xie Jin stopped and walked along the way, and he followed the direction of the signs from time to time.

His body was as heavy as if his limbs were tied with sandbags, his physical strength had already been exhausted, and his ridiculous hospital gown was wet with sweat. Xie Jin looked up with a limp leg, and he was finally arriving.

The internal medicine ward is on the fourth floor of the inpatient department of the West Building. He had just confirmed it repeatedly from the signpost. Xie Jin bent down slightly. He unloaded the backpack from his shoulders, took out a towel from the bag and tied it in his palm.

The not-so-deep wound hasn't stopped bleeding. I'm afraid that's why those dirty things were chasing after him just now. Now that the direction has been confirmed, it needs to be bandaged as soon as possible to stop the bleeding.

Xie Jin bent over and squatted on the ground during the bandaging process. This posture made Jiu who was hanging on him hum uncomfortably. Perhaps affected by the blood, the boy opened his eyes.

Although it still looks very laborious.

"Jin... what's wrong with me? I'm so dizzy and I have no strength." The black-haired boy arched his body in his arms and was about to struggle to get out.

Seeing his dangling body that was about to collapse at any time, Xie Jin hurriedly supported him: "Maybe it's mental trauma, you better not move around... hey!"

"I dreamed of you, Jin." Jiu rubbed his chubby face against Xie Jin's palm, half-closed his eyes and smelled the blood in Xie Jin's palm, "but I smell your blood, no... …I have to get up and protect you."

"Don't force it, I'll find that girl soon, you can just sleep." Xie Jin patted the boy's head, tied the end of the towel in a knot, and he stood up again holding the confused Jiu.

He is now in the lobby on the second floor of the west building. The girl in red said that the internal medicine ward is on the fourth floor and will be there soon.

Xie Jin looked behind him, and it seemed that those ghosts hidden in the shadows hadn't followed, or he had already been lurking in the darkness and he didn't notice.

After hesitating again and again, he still ran towards the escalator. It was not as dark as the stairwell, and it was relatively safer.

The moonlight poured in from the cracks in the broken glass, and the outline of the room could be seen dimly. It was obviously still raining when it came. Xie Jin thought to himself, he did not expect time to pass so fast during his coma.

There was no obstacle along the way, although there was a chill feeling of being watched by something throughout the whole process, but Xie Jin still bite the bullet and climbed upstairs.

Chiu fell into a deep sleep again in a daze, and Xie Jin found that his symptoms were similar to those he had in the electrotherapy room.

Feeling the young man's hand grasping his clothes unconsciously, Xie Jin sighed and patted his young back lightly, which relieved him a little.

He straightened his sore back, and walked toward the fourth floor with Jiu supported in one hand. The whole hospital was eerily quiet, and every step he took on the elevator steps echoed clearly on this floor.

Suppressing his uneasiness, Xie Jin came to the waiting hall on the fourth floor. This place is different from every floor. There are neatly arranged hospital beds in the waiting hall. Sheets, there are people on every bed.

What are these, corpses?

When he saw the neatly arranged beds and the things on them, Xie Jin couldn't help himself to think. People's thinking logic jumps the most in the dark, and any imaginative things may be associated.

He couldn't help tightening the hand holding Jiu. He kept staring at the human-shaped object on a certain bed, and found that the other person was moving up and down slightly, as if... as if something was really breathing under the white cloth!

Xie Jin pursed his lips, and he slipped cautiously to find the direction of the internal medicine ward. The things on the hospital bed reminded him of the night in the cemetery of Badong Village, the scene of corpses dancing wildly underground.

Think something else, think something else fast.

He tried his best to give himself hints in his mind, so that he would not think about what the hell was lying on the bed.

He picked up the speed under his feet, and he could already see the sign not far away, although from his current position, he couldn't see the characters on it clearly due to the limited light.

Xie Jin leaned against the side and walked forward as smoothly as possible, seeing those sheets that seemed to be breathing up and down, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Hoo, hoo."

Heavy panting suddenly appeared beside him, the sound startled Xie Jin, he suddenly turned his head to look, on a bed not far from him, the white sheet had been lifted, and a person in a hospital gown was sitting upright. there.

It was too dark there, Xie Jin couldn't tell the gender of this person, and he didn't dare to shine the flashlight there rashly because he would disturb the "person".

It's better to leave here first. Even with the creeps in his heart, Xie Jin pulled himself together. He almost started to trot. When he was about to approach the corridor where the sign was located, there was a "clack" sound behind him.

The voices came one after another, and it didn't sound like they were coming from the same place. Xie Jin resisted the chill in his heart and looked back, seeing a scene that made people feel creepy.

Those white sheets that were normally lying flat all swelled up one after another, like a tent tied to the bed, which was obviously the outline of a person.

But all of them didn't move, they just sat there silently, only the "person" who took off the sheet first turned his head towards where Xie Jin was, as if he was watching him.

Xie Jin felt that his head was numb. He watched the "man" standing on the ground with his limbs moving and stiff. He could even hear the crisp "crack" of the joints.

Just like the monsters saw in the underground morgue when first entered the hospital, they are all like zombies in doomsday disaster movies. They have no thinking ability as humans, but they will rush over desperately when they see living people.

Xie Jin has only seen these things in zombie movies, and even in the previous spirit exploration process, he has never encountered such a dead person who looks like a living person.

No, he should have called these things the living dead more appropriately.

Xie Jin quickly glanced at the sign above his head, he had to take some detours to go to the internal medicine ward, but fortunately the other living dead sitting on the hospital bed did not move, but the big guy in the hospital gown was moving slowly. The speed is coming here.

Without hesitation, Xie Jin ran towards the darkness ahead again. If he was fast enough, he might be able to shake off the tail.

But it turned out that he was overthinking. The big guy in the hospital gown suddenly accelerated. It stepped on the ground with bare feet, and every step it took could hear heavy footsteps like stone hammers.

Hearing the sound of the floor tiles vibrating, Xie Jin was taken aback for a moment, he quickly quickened his pace, a half-open door appeared in front of him, General Xie Jin glanced behind him, the big man was almost a block away from him. long hallway.

Not allowing him to think about it any further, Xie Jin crawled into the half-open room with Jiu in his arms. An unpleasant musty smell came over his face, Xie Jin closed and locked the door, and turned the searchlight to the lowest level, so as not to reveal his whereabouts due to too strong light.

After doing all this, he was able to take the time to observe the environment in which he was.

The size of this room is not large. Judging from the musty smell and the miscellaneous tools piled up on the floor, it should be a cleaning room.

He stood with his back to the door, held his breath and listened to the movement outside the door, he even took out his free hand to cover Chirp's mouth in case he woke up suddenly and made a sound.

"Plop thump."

His heart was beating wildly, and he hardly stopped all the way. He couldn't calm his soaring heart rate in a very short time, so he simply held his breath again and listened to the movement outside the door.

Heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor outside. The big man seemed to have lost his direction and was wandering around outside. The footsteps were too messy. Every step stepped on Xie Jin's heart, synchronizing with his beating heart.

Sudden!There was a harsh scratching sound outside the door, and Xie Jin moved aside with Jiu in his arms, and then the dilapidated wooden door was suddenly pierced with force, and a hand came in from the cracked plank.