In Jiang'an Mental Hospital, each building has five floors.

At this moment, Bai Shuangxing was standing on the first floor of the ward, and glanced roughly outside the main entrance.

The red mist filled the air, swallowing most of the field of vision. Trees, buildings, and even the entire hospital were all shrouded in a tide-like mist.

The sky was dark, bloody, gloomy, reminiscent of death.

Bai Shuangxing had no doubt that once they stepped out of the gate, something would rush out of the strange and unpredictable thick fog and devour them.

It appears that their range of activities is limited to this building in the ward.

"If you want to find Zheng Yanhe," Shen Chan analyzed, "he is most likely in the office."

"Hard to say."

Ji Fenglin: "Now that Bai Ye has become like this, he should have awakened the memory of Li Gui, so it's not surprising that he appears anywhere."

The whole world here is his, and as the ruler, Zheng Yanhe has the power to do whatever he wants.

"I have a question."

Wen Chuchu thought for a while, with a serious expression: "How powerful is the Li Gui who controls Bai Ye? If we want to defeat him, we need to make a more careful plan, right?"

She has never experienced "the first school rule", and she only briefly fought against Jiang Mian in Baijia Street.

Wen Chuchu knew very little about Li Gui.

"perhaps"

Recalling his experience in Xinghua No. 1 Middle School, Bai Shuangxing said: "Ordinary ghosts can't help feeling afraid when they see them; their power is absolutely superior to ordinary ghosts, and they must not be taken lightly."

Needless to say, they are strong.

However, since Bai Shuangxing can say to get rid of Zheng Yanhe, he must have his own support——

Move your eyes up and come to the skill panel.

In this white night, thanks to the help of her teammates, she didn't use any of her own skills.

Zheng Yanhe is far stronger than the ordinary ghosts in Bai Yeli, but Jiang Mian and Qin Mengdie are by no means "ordinary".

They also have the strength of the Lord of the White Night, and now, through the "House of Ghosts", this powerful ability has come to Bai Shuangxing.

"Although Bai Ye's master is powerful, he cannot be called 'invincible'."

Bai Shuangxing said: "In [the first school rule], Qin Mengdie was oppressed by the evil god and fell into a long-term deep sleep."

Later, when confronting the god statue head-on, Qin Mengdie was more or less affected by hallucinations.

It can be seen that the ghost who created Bai Ye is not invincible.

"I have an offensive skill and an auxiliary skill."

Bai Shuangxing continued: "Do you have any other skills and props?"

"My [Speech Method Sui] is used up."

Shen Chan took out an exorcism talisman from her pocket: "However, there are still a few points left, which can be exchanged for some talisman paper."

"……Hey!"

Sensing her movement, the pink pencil curled up in her pocket shook vigorously: "You guys wake up! Is it true that you plan to overthrow the white night?"

Pen fairy earnestly said: "Don't be impulsive, everyone! I can feel that there is a...no, two very powerful forces in this hospital. If you confront them head-on, you will not be able to die with a few lives!"

Bai Shuangxing was slightly stunned: "Two forces?"

One of them is Zheng Yanhe, and they know it well.

So... what is the other side?

Ji Fenglin frowned: "Can you find their locations and know their identities?"

The pink children's pencil wobbles from side to side as a bobblehead.

"I don't know. Those two forces are vague and diffuse throughout the building. I can't find the exact source."

The more it talked, the more worried it became: "Their power is far above mine, and I can't predict them... If you encounter a ghost of this level, run away."

Having said that, pen fairy hesitated to speak.

This group of people insisted on going to death, no matter how they stopped them, they couldn't stop them.

It was planning to abandon itself and let them throw it in a corner. Although it was a bit embarrassing, at least it could save its life.

But...Looking at the blood mist surging in all directions, and listening to the screams and wailing surrounded by three-dimensional, its strength is greatly weakened now, if it is left alone, it may be torn to pieces at any time.

There was a dead end before and after, and the pink pencil silently retracted into the pocket.

At least let it sleep comfortably before dying instead of being thrown in the trash.

"Two powers?"

Shen Chan poked the body of the pen: "But in the white night, there is usually only one strongest ghost."

The pink pencil is still shaking from side to side.

It is said that the authorities are obsessed with onlookers, and as an aborigine in Bai Ye, it doesn't even know what Bai Ye is, let alone spy on the master behind it.

"system."

Wen Chuchu looked at 099 and 444: "Can this be explained?"

"If two evil spirits are stuffed in at the same time," Bai Shuangxing smiled, "it's considered a violation of the surveillance system. Can you report it?"

"Absolutely no violation!"

The villain in a white coat straightened up, speaking righteously.

"Our monitoring system is diligent and impartial. In our white nights, there are no loopholes."

After finishing speaking, it paused rather awkwardly.

"As for the other force mentioned by Pen Fairy..."

099 scratched his head: "Maybe it sensed wrongly? In my records, there will never be a guy in this space who can compete with Master Bai Ye."

"Pen Fairy."

The pen fairy couldn't hear the system's voice, Bai Shuangxing kindly sent a message for it: "The system said, you are a fool who made a mistake in sensing."

099: ...?!

It never said those last two words!Don't add oil and vinegar!

"I did nothing wrong!"

The pen fairy was easily caught by the aggressive method, and like spitting out beans, he spit out all the known information: "There are always two kinds of breaths in the air, one is full of resentment and strong killing intent, and the other..."

The pink pencil flinched: "The other one, although the breath is very weak, is more pure and depressive than the previous one...It's scary."

Pen Fairy is very face-saving. Most of the time, she always puts on airs and doesn't forget her former glory.

Can make it blurt out "terrible", the other party must not be underestimated.

"Although my strength has been greatly reduced, I still have the most basic perception."

Pink Pencil said unconvinced: "Even if it is something that other ghosts cannot perceive, I can detect the clues-this is my innate ability."

"senior."

The monitoring system 099 is unable to make any sense of the matter, and looks suspiciously at the small black briquettes beside him: "Did you notice something is wrong?"

It is a novice who has just taken office, and in terms of strength, it is still very weak.

444 made a pensive look: "No."

It thought for a while, turned its head and looked at 099.

"You are the monitoring system of this white night, if you can't even feel it..."

444's tone was low: "Either, that power doesn't exist at all, and it's a complete lie; or, it's far beyond your power range, and it's above you."

The villain in the white coat was startled, and listened to its conclusion.

"Unfortunately, I didn't notice it either."

Surveillance system No. 444 said: "But I tend to believe in the first possibility—in the white night, if something else is really mixed in, it is impossible for us not to find out."

What's more, it is such a terrifying existence in the mouth of the pen fairy.

"……right."

With lingering fears in his heart, 099 nodded: "Senior is still calm, I was almost fooled."

444 snorted coldly and raised his chin.

"No matter what the other power is, as long as it doesn't show up, it's the same as not existing."

Wen Chuchu is very optimistic: "We will do our best to kill Zheng Yanhe—that's right! I still have one chance to use my skills."

Bai Shuangxing was curious: "I remember, in each white night, isn't your skill only used once?"

"That's when I just got the skills."

Wen Chuchu grinned: "After leaving Baijia Street [Evil Ghost General Ying], I directly upgraded my skills, and now I can use them twice per game."

Ever since she was a child, what has she been most afraid of?

Ghost!

As long as this skill is upgraded and upgraded again and again, one day, she may be able to tear through the invincible ghosts, and she will no longer be afraid of them.

As for those murderers and monsters that have their own entities, just go head-to-head.

In the mental world of phobic patients, Wen Chuchu once used "materialization" in order to repel the ghosts.

She has another chance left.

"This is a very powerful skill."

Shen Chan pondered: "Perhaps, it can be used to kill Zheng Yanhe directly."

"However, there is a problem."

Bai Shuangxing said: "Chu Chu's skills can make ghosts suffer physical attacks, but how can we kill them? Cut the neck of the ghost, pierce the heart of the ghost, will they be scattered?"

no one knows.

"I still have one chance to use my skills."

Ji Fenglin said: "The wind is not strong at present, so it can only be used as an aid."

"Anyway, let's try it first."

Shen Chan glanced at the depths of the ward: "Even if we can't win, we can still report the name of the real culprit to the system and get out of here immediately."

This is their last hole card.

Just as she finished speaking, there were suddenly running footsteps in the corridor not far away.

No one spoke anymore, Bai Shuangxing followed the voice and looked.

The lights on the first floor are dim, and compared to other floors, it is much quieter and more spacious.

At this moment, the footsteps are clicking, and every sound is like stepping on the eardrums, which is too clear.

Gradually, Bai Shuangxing saw the source of the sound.

It was a man with a shaved head and an extremely thin body. He looked like a skeleton in the blink of an eye, and his two protruding eyes were bloodshot, as if he was bleeding.

It was the first time she saw a human being so thin——

In other words, the current him is no longer a human being.

As the monitoring system said, after the lord of the white night woke up, the patients in the third hospital were invaded by resentment and turned into monsters with neither human nor ghost.

The man in front of him kept drooling from the corner of his mouth, murmuring something in a low voice, not knowing what he was talking to himself.

His eyes were lifeless, showing a bit of madness, which was like a beast, thirsting for food.

"hungry……"

He opened his mouth: "I don't want to eat, I'm too fat... I have to eat... eat!"

"this is"

Shen Chan's scalp was numb: "Anorexia nervosa."

"Ding dong!"

As soon as her voice fell, a system notification sound came from her ear.

"White Night Science Popularization Time!"

"Anorexia nervosa, referred to as anorexia. Patients eat excessively. When swallowing food, they are accompanied by nausea, vomiting, etc., and occasionally binge eating."

"The monsters derived from this, because they were hungry for a long time during their lifetime, and under extreme hunger, they will search around for food that can satisfy them-be careful!"

Shen Chan: "... Tsk."

In the blink of an eye, the skinny man in the corridor noticed them, suddenly stood up, raised his hands, and charged straight at them!

The movement of raising his hand was a bit abrupt, and when Bai Shuangxing looked at it, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

——In the palm of his hand, there are actually densely packed mouths, some closed and some opened, revealing white, shark-like fangs!

Wen Chuchu was also disgusted enough, picked up a chair beside him, and hit his head hard when the monster was about to come.

She hit hard, and the iron chair fell directly on top of the man's head, making a muffled sound.

Hearing this sound, Bai Shuangxing felt his head hurt.

Monsters are not ghosts, they have entities and are subject to physical damage, and they are originally evolved from humans, so they can't be called strong.

After being hit so hard, the man felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain.

Wen Chuchu took out the knife in his pocket, and was about to step forward to make up the knife, but was stopped by Shen Chan.

"wait."

Shen Chan said: "He is not the original monster in Bai Ye, but the patient's consciousness has been polluted by resentment... If we can destroy Bai Ye, this consciousness will return to the patient's mind."

People suffering from mental illness are already living in unimaginable pain. If they are killed here, it will definitely affect the patient's body.

Their spirits could not stand any more torture.

"Tie him up and lock him in the room."

Bai Shuangxing said: "Anyway, we will leave the first floor soon, and we will no longer have any intersection with him."

Ji Fenglin nodded, and according to what she said, stepped forward to implement it seriously.

"I remember that Zheng Yanhe's office is on the second floor."

Wen Chuchu said, "Should we go there directly?"

Although it is unlikely that Zheng Yanhe is in the office, it won't hurt to go to the office first to have a look.

Shen Chan nodded: "No problem."

So after placing the anorexic patient, the four of them went upstairs together.

Not an illusion.Bai Shuang thought about it.

The higher you go, the more oppressive the atmosphere becomes.

The blood mist became thicker and thicker, and gradually, it seemed like floating blood beads stuck to her body, and the screams and laughter in her ears gradually amplified, circling endlessly in all directions.

When passing by the second floor, there was a woman squatting in the corner of the corridor shivering, trembling all over while whispering.

"Don't come here...don't come here! Ghosts, they're all ghosts!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and waved it vigorously, as if she was expelling something that ordinary people could not see.

But around her, there was nothing at all.

Shen Chan whispered: "It's the patient's hallucination."

Wen Chuchu looked at her, feeling a little bored.

The environment in the Third Hospital was fairly normal before, clean and bright, and the patients received relatively good care.

Until this moment, their illnesses were stripped out and completely presented in front of her eyes. The feeling of despair and suffocation rushed to her face, making Wen Chuchu breathless.

"anyway."

Bai Shuangxing said: "She didn't become a monster."

"Resentment invades, there may be more or less."

Ji Fenglin glanced at her: "However, after staying in this environment for a long time, everyone will be gradually assimilated by the ghost."

Shen Chan frowned: "Will we do it too?"

Suddenly thinking of something, she felt a little terrified in her heart: "Do you still remember our second side mission?"

Sub-quest 2, white-clothed devil.

In order to increase the difficulty, the system once arranged a disease for them, which will be revealed little by little as the white night advances.

Wen Chuchu was stunned: "The diseases in our body...can't be infected by resentment, right? So far, do you feel that there is something abnormal about yourself?"

... She doesn't want to be turned into a monster by Li Gui's resentment!

Bai Shuangxing shook his head: "No."

Ji Fenglin: "Me neither."

"The onset of mental illness sometimes requires an opportunity, such as phobia."

Shen Chan calmly analyzed: "If you have any symptoms that are not right, remember to tell me as soon as possible."

"actually, I"

Wen Chuchu beside him hesitated for a second, then carefully raised his right hand: "Ever since leaving the memory of Zheng Yanhe, I always feel that my body is weird."

Wen Chuchu thought for a while, and tried to speak: "How should I put it... There is no mental problem, but there seems to be something in the body, I can't breathe, I feel a little nauseous."

Shen Chan: "Is there any more?"

"It's like being sick, not very comfortable."

Wen Chuchu scratched her head: "But my reason is very clear."

After thinking for a while, Shen Chan tentatively said, "Do you feel that your body is suffering from pathology, and something is wrong with your internal organs?"

Wen Chuchu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Your illness is very likely to be 'hypochondria delusions'."

Shen Chan said: "Patients will feel that they are seriously ill and have delusions that can almost be faked. When the condition is severe, some people even think that they are dead, their internal organs are rotting, and there is only an empty shell left."

Wen Chuchu was a little surprised that she had never heard of such a mental illness.

Wen Chuchu: "By that time, will the patient really die?"

Shen Chan shook her head: "They will continue to live, but they firmly believe that they have lost their normal bodies and their behavior will be affected. This disease is called Cotard's Syndrome, and a more popular term is Walking Corpse Syndrome."

Eyes opened.

Wen Chuchu suddenly said "Oh", lowered her head, and squeezed her palm.

is alive, soft and warm.

I just hope that when her condition worsens, she can still act as usual.

"Although the system released this side mission, the symptoms have not been revealed for a long time."

Bai Shuangxing smiled, and looked at the monitoring system in his mind: "If we directly say the name of the real culprit, after being sent out of Baiye, we won't even see the shadow of this mission—"

With a bit of teasing, she said in a leisurely tone, "So, this is to prevent us from destroying Bai Ye, so we should make preparations in advance, right?"

If they are honest, they will not be mentally polluted.

Once you violate the plot and choose to break the white night in the later stage, the mental disorder will be urged out.

Really plan ahead.

"This, this is to ensure the safety of Bai Ye! The news of Bai Ye's destruction has been spreading recently. Who knows what you humans will do!"

099 tried hard to make himself appear righteous, and straightened his small body:

"Guaranteeing the safety of Bai Ye is not a confession."

444 silently shifted his gaze to look at it.

Although he didn't speak, there were four words clearly written in the eyes of this senior——

You are so cowardly.

The villain in the white coat felt wronged again and retreated to the corner.

During the conversation, several people came to the second floor.

Compared with the first floor, the environment here is more chilling, and there is a faint sense of oppression in the air, which makes it difficult to breathe.

The doctor's office was at the end of the corridor, and like before, this time Monsoon was at the front.

His steps were light and fast, and he was always paying attention to the movement around him. Unexpectedly, not a single patient appeared on this floor for the time being.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

Before arriving at the office, Bai Shuangxing, who was walking behind him, found that the door was unlocked.

She didn't make a sound, and looked at Ji Fenglin.

The next moment, Ji Fenglin exerted force with his right hand and gently pushed open the door.

The office was orderly and quiet, and there was no sign of Zheng Yanhe.

In front of the desk, a little girl less than ten years old was sitting upright.

The girl looked as usual, and in this purgatory world, she didn't show any obvious fear.

Seeing them, the child blinked and smiled.

"careful."

Bai Shuangxing tugged on Ji Fenglin's cuff, motioning him to back off: "It's weird."

As she expected, when these few words were finished, the whole office suddenly trembled violently, and earth-shaking changes took place——

The walls are distorted, the tables and chairs are shrunk, and as far as the line of sight is concerned, it seems to become a bizarre kaleidoscope.

The tables and chairs were reduced to the size of toys, and the bookcase by the door also shrunk in size, but the vases on the bookcase grew dramatically. Seeing that they were crumbling and unable to be supported any longer, they were about to fall on top of Ji Fenglin's head!

With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Shuang grabbed his arm and avoided the surprise attack without any danger.

The vase was almost half the size of a person. When it fell to the ground, the tiles scattered and made a crackling sound.

Shen Chan frowned: "...Alice Syndrome."

After she finished speaking, the system notification sounded ding dong.

"It's White Night science popularization time!"

"Everyone must have heard the story of "Alice in Wonderland"! In the story, Alice becomes bigger and smaller, and travels back and forth in the rabbit hole——

Hence the disease's name!"

"Alice syndrome mostly occurs in childhood. From the perspective of the patient, things around him are either big or small, or covered by a mosaic effect, making it difficult to see clearly."

"When you reach adulthood, most of them will heal automatically."

Another disease she had never heard of.

Wen Chuchu was stunned, and looked at the room again.

The office was dyed in a variety of weird colors, with blurred mosaics and swirling swirls.

The furniture in the room is of abnormal size, and occasionally even keeps changing. At first glance, it really feels like being in a fantasy story.

However, combined with their situation, this will definitely not be a fairy tale.

Outside of the office, it is not affected by Alice Syndrome.

Bai Shuangxing pulled Ji Fenglin out and tried to communicate with the girl: "Hello. Have you seen the doctor here?"

The child tilted his head: "You mean, Dr. Zheng Yanhe? He went upstairs."

"right!"

Wen Chuchu: "Do you know what he did there?"

"Let's check the room."

The girl glanced at them, her tone was very light, implying something: "Upstairs is dangerous."

Fortunately, the child was not very malicious to them.

Bai Shuang thanked her politely, and when she turned to leave, Shen Chan said in a low voice: "My mental disorder seems to have begun to attack."

After a pause, Shen Chan scratched her head: "It is most likely due to persecution paranoia."

When Ji Fenglin opened the office door, many bad ideas suddenly popped up in her mind.

Will the girl suddenly explode and kill them all?Is it possible for the gel pen on the desk to be manipulated by the girls and poke it straight into their eyes?

If it were more fanciful

What if the girl turned them into the size of ants, and then slowly approached them step by step, like crushing bugs, killing them easily?

These thoughts kept piling up in her mind, each one convinced her.

Before she knew it, even looking at the children in the office from a distance, Shen Chan would feel chills in her heart.

"Fortunately, the current symptoms are not serious."

Shen Chan was overwhelmed and rubbed the space between her brows: "I can still maintain my sanity."

Bai Shuangxing has entered the spiritual world of persecuted delusional patients, and understands their mental state more or less.

When the condition gets worse, every movement of others will remind them of death.

They are better suited to being alone in a room than walking through a dangerous building.

"If it's really uncomfortable," Bai Shuangxing said, "you can hide in a ward, and you can't take risks."

"Don't. If I'm alone, I'm afraid that something will break in and eat me up. It's safer to stay by your side."

Shen Chan smiled wryly: "I just hope that when the time comes, I don't suspect that you are mental patients pretending to be."

Having said that, she looked at Baishuangxing and Jifenglin:

"Your illness is unknown, there is no way to prevent it in advance, so you must be careful."

Bai Shuangxing smiled and made an OK gesture.

Going up the corridor, passing through the cold and dark stairs, Bai Shuangxing walked while observing the surrounding environment.

There was blood on the stairs.

Among patients with mental illness, some are extremely aggressive.Under the blessing of resentment, this kind of aggressiveness will continue to expand and spread, and will eventually lead to cruel massacres again and again.

Blood splattered everywhere, exuding a strong stench.

Bai Shuangxing covered his mouth and nose, and walked lightly and quickly, avoiding all the dirty blood.

Walking to the third floor, deep in the corridor, a scream suddenly sounded.

Almost at the same time, the four of them stopped in their tracks.

This voice...is very familiar.

Wen Chuchu was the first to speak: "This...is that schizophrenic girl we treated?"

In Shen Chan's pocket, the pen fairy began to move uncontrollably.

"It's her!"

The pink pencil raised its voice: "Something must have happened!"

Shen Chan was taken aback: "That child, isn't he infected by resentment?"

"Didn't you give her so-called 'treatment'?"

Pen Fairy said: "If the treatment is effective, her symptoms must be milder than other patients, and even if she is infected, she will not attack quickly."

In other words, until now, the girl is likely to still maintain a clear head.

Bai Shuangxing frowned.

The child's guts were not very strong, and her world view had not yet formed. Now she is alone in the hospital, surrounded by murderers and monsters who are neither human nor ghost...

Without continuing to think about it, Bai Shuangxing said: "Go and have a look. Anyway, we have to look for Zheng Yanhe on the third floor."

In the third hospital, the first floor was eerily cold and deadly, while the second floor was gradually becoming distorted and weird.

So the third floor, filled with blood and corpses, seemed like a hell that would only appear in nightmares.

The spray-like blood stains are like paints that have been smeared wantonly, and they are like bunches of scattered fireworks. The corpses of the monsters are piled up in the corners. It is obvious that they have experienced a melee and suffered heavy casualties.

The scene here is really uncomfortable, subconsciously, Ji Fenglin lowered his eyes silently, and silently glanced at Bai Shuangxing.

From her expression, there was no superfluous, fear-like emotion.

He was relieved, but also faintly worried——

In this kind of place, even Wen Chuchu is always nervous, why can she not change her face?

Not to mention Shen Chan.

The paranoia of persecution occurs all the time. When her eyes pass by the doors and windows, she always feels that a group of hideous monsters will pop out from somewhere.

The scream came from the end of the corridor on the third floor.

As soon as they walked up the stairs and passed the corner, they saw a figure running wildly.

It was a strange man who looked about twenty years old, plain and thin.

He was wearing a hospital gown, his chest, arms, and calves were covered with stab wounds, and the fabric was torn, exposing the blood and flesh inside, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

He didn't know what stimulated him, his expression was flustered and his eyes were full of despair, when he saw them, he let out a hoarse exclamation: "Help... help!"

Behind him, another figure stepped forward methodically.

Due to the dim light, the shadow's face could not be seen clearly, only a long knife in its hand could be seen.

"Everyone is crazy, they even want to kill their children!"

The fleeing man shed two lines of muddy tears, his voice choked up: "Save us!"

He ran closer and closer, and when he was about to approach Baishuanghang, Ji Fenglin frowned and stood in front of her, pulling out the knife he had exchanged from Baiye Mall.

The blade shone coldly, facing the man's neck.

"Where is the child?"

Ji Fenglin glanced at him up and down, and said in a cold tone, "How did you escape? Most of the monsters here are dead, why did you appear in the corridor ostentatiously? Also, your injury—"

Ji Fenglin's guttural voice was slightly lowered: "With so many wounds, none of them were fatal."

The man was startled, didn't speak, just stared at them closely.

After a long while, he raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a smile of unknown meaning. He opened his mouth, but his voice suddenly changed into a soft and light girlish voice.

"Hee, it was discovered."

Whether it's his abrupt smile or the voice that doesn't match his appearance, Wen Chuchu's hair is terrified.

At the same time, the black shadow chasing behind him giggled.

This time, the voice was a middle-aged man: "I blame you for being too impatient. Didn't I say something? hasty man doesn't get to eat hot tofu, you, you should come back in a good disguise."

When Ji Fenglin held a knife against his neck, the man didn't show any fear, but shook his head comfortably.

The next moment, his body turned into a pitch-black mass, moving quickly against the ground like a shadow, blending with the black shadow at the other end of the corridor.

And at the moment of fusion, the black figure changed and became the man in the hospital gown again.

"this"

Wen Chuchu opened her mouth: "What kind of disease is this?"

After finishing a sentence, she felt nauseous.

The hypochondriac delusions are eroding her brain little by little. Not only does she feel depressed mentally, her body also gradually loses vitality, her thinking is slow and her reactions are slow.

The most uncomfortable thing is in her body.

It seemed that an invisible and intangible worm was nibbling on her flesh and blood recklessly, and her internal organs were hollowed out one by one, leaving an empty skeleton.

Terrible.

Shen Chan shook her head: "There is too little information, I can't tell."

"There are still living people here."

The man spoke, using a girl's voice: "Brother, how are we going to eat them?"

When she finished speaking, her voice changed, and it became the rough tone of a middle-aged man again: "I leave my heart to you, I know you like to eat that stuff. For me, I can eat as long as I have meat."

Now, Shen Chan probably understood.

"Split personality disorder."

she says.

"Ding dong!"

"It's time for White Night science popularization again!"

"Multiple personality, that is, dissociative identity disorder, in the patient's body, there will be two or more different personalities, each with its own unique thinking, habits, and even age, gender and identity."

"Reminder, don't confuse it with schizophrenia!"

"correct."

The middle-aged man said casually: "What happened to that trash and that child?"

"Well... at the second brother's place."

The girl smiled delicately: "It's hard to find two living people who are conscious, but you have to think about how to eat them."

As she spoke, she turned her eyes slightly to the side, and another man in a hospital gown walked out of the ward in the corner of the corridor.

It still looks exactly the same, and his voice is that of a young man: "Someone is here again?"

In a blink of an eye, the man's expression became weeping:

"Please, don't kill any more people! You will be taken away by the police! How did this happen in the hospital? Get out of my body quickly! Who will save—"

Before he finished speaking, he changed back to his calm and calm youthful voice: "Shut up!"

"...Quadruple personality."

Shen Chan bit her fingernails lightly: "Sister, elder brother, second brother, the one who yelled 'Don't kill anyone' should be the master personality in the body."

Split personality often stems from the trauma of the patient's childhood.

In the vast majority of cases, the main character appears ordinary and cowardly, and has been neglected, abused or tortured.

In contrast, alternate personalities are more powerful and thus able to protect themselves.

If each personality can split into a shadow, it will be difficult to solve.

Bai Shuangxing nodded, and turned his gaze to the ward where the man was.

Although her vision was limited, she still saw two familiar faces in the corner behind the door.

It's a little girl with schizophrenia, and Zhou Yue with bipolar disorder.

The girl burst into tears, her lips were sealed with tape, and she could only let out a low whimper.

Zhou Yue had a depression attack, curled up beside the table with blank eyes, his eyes were red because he had just cried a lot not long ago.

Even when he saw Bai Shuangxing, he didn't mean to be happy, instead he kept winking with despair, telling her to leave quickly.

——With them alone, it is impossible to survive in this kind of place.

He was convinced of it.

"I'm tired of playing on the third floor."

The girl yawned: "Wait until these people are dealt with, go to the fourth floor and have a look."

"Fourth floor?"

The young man shook his head: "It's better not to provoke people in that place."

The girl didn't say a word, and suddenly raised her hand upwards.

Like a weird magic trick.

When she stretched out her hand, a black shadow split out from the man's body. First, there was a head growing from the back of his neck, followed by outstretched hands, and gently walking steps.

After the black shadow was completely separated from him, he turned into a complete human figure and walked to the wall, from which came a girl's voice: "Well... yes."

This is the embodiment of multiple personalities in the white night.

People and shadows, reality and illusion, strange, but also have a strange beauty.

It's a pity that Baishuangxing didn't have time to appreciate it.

Because in an instant, the girl and the middle-aged man moved at the same time and swooped towards them.

The speed of the two was extremely fast, and their movements were smooth and flowing, but within a few seconds, they were already close to them.

Wen Chuchu and Ji Fenglin stepped forward subconsciously, at the same moment, Bai Shuangxing's attention fell on the man by the door of the ward.

Shen Chan analyzed that that body is the body of all personalities.

Without hesitation, Bai Shuangxing looked at the skill panel in his mind.

"Currently Available Skills"

"White Night Phantom"

"Basic skills of ghosts, which can create hallucinations and make people fall into it (only used in the white night)

Objects that can be used each time: one person”

Although its scope of application is limited, only limited to one person, as long as you can find the right body...

Multiple personalities are originally concentrated in the same person.

They are both scattered and one.

With a thought, a dialog box immediately popped up on the Baiye panel.

"Do you want to use the skill, 'White Night Illusion'?"

Select "Yes" for Hoarfrost.

In an instant, several murderous figures in the corridor stagnated in unison.

The girl was taken aback.

As far as she could see, the third sick building... had returned to its original state.

There was no blood in the corridor, no corpse, and no one except her.

It was empty in all directions, only the sunlight came in through the windows, hurting her eyes.

Everything that just happened was like a dream.

What about people?

She was at a loss for a moment, caught off guard, and her neck was cut open!

It's now!

Seeing that the "girl" fell into a dazed trance under the influence of the hallucination, Wen Chuchu exerted strength in his hand, and the knife went straight into the opponent's throat!

On the other side, Ji Fenglin also dealt with the middle-aged man, while Bai Shuangxing picked up an iron chair and went straight to the last patient in hospital gown.

That was his original body.

In the body, there are two personalities left: the brutal youth and the cowardly main body.

……wrong.

The personalities of the younger sister and elder brother dissipated in an instant. Although the young man was also affected by hallucinations, he was in a trance for a moment, but soon, he faintly realized something.

Now that the younger sister and eldest brother are dead, the corridor must not be as empty as it seems.

Maybe those guys are still around him, waiting for an opportunity.

This is hallucination!

He couldn't see the real world, and he didn't know which direction Bai Shuangxing and the others would attack from.

The only thing that was certain was that there were two patients left behind him.

Since he couldn't survive and was doomed to die here——

The man turned around abruptly, a thick shadow flashed in his eyes.

Even if he died, he had to find someone to be buried with him.

He kept holding a knife in his hand, and after making up his mind, he raised his right arm without warning.

The blade was sharp and fell resolutely in the direction of the girl!

Bai Shuangxing's heart tightened, and he quickened his pace.

There is a certain distance between her and the ward, and it is impossible to rush to the man immediately.

But the girl was trapped between the corner of the wall and the table, with a murderous man in front of her, and there was no way to escape.

"Dead...it's over!"

Zhou Yue was out of breath from crying, shivering, and shrank his body even tighter: "We all have to die!"

The blood mist dispersed, and there was a mournful howl from the fourth floor.

The man moved without any hesitation, raising and lowering the knife in one go. In less than three seconds, the edge of the knife was dyed scarlet, and blood spurted out.

However, smelling the smell of blood, the man was stunned.

wrong.

This height... It was not the child who was stabbed by him.

At the moment when he was confused, a young man yelled in tears: "Quick... come here! I can't hold on anymore!"

It's Zhou Yue.

At the very second when the man raised his knife towards the girl, Zhou Yue, who had been sitting by the side with his face full of despair and tears, suddenly stood up in the blink of an eye——

Then with his own arm, he took the knife that should have killed the girl!

How could it be this guy who is crying all day long?!

"You trash—!"

The man was furious, and was about to draw out the knife when his arm was suddenly hugged tightly and bit off forcefully.

With blood entering his mouth, Zhou Yue trembled all over, and tears couldn't stop falling down because of fear.

He is inferior, sensitive, fragile, and incompetent. In many late nights, he can't help thinking that he is sorry for his parents, thinking of a hopeless future, and thinking of death.

But this does not mean that he has lost the most basic conscience and dignity of human beings.

In the mental world of bipolar disorder, Bai Shuangxing and Ji Fenglin desperately led him to a way out; at this moment, as a human being, he also wanted to try his best.

At least, to protect this child to live.

The knife on his arm was pulled out with difficulty by the man, but Zhou Yue still hugged him tightly and did not let go.

"I'm sick."

All the anger, guilt and unwillingness spewed out in this instant, Zhou Yue gritted his teeth not to be thrown away by the man, trembling his body, told him in a vague voice: "...but I'm not a waste!"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared.

Bai Shuangxing picked up the iron chair and smashed it on the back of the man's head.

There was a muffled sound, and in the boundless silence of the Third Hospital, it seemed like a fatal timing, foretelling the impending decline and end of a certain powerful force.

Boom!