From the moment he stepped into the dean's room, the door seemed to be swallowed by a dark whale, disappearing from the room without a trace, and Fatty Huo, who was standing outside the door, panicked at this moment.

"What about people?!"

Fatty Huo rushed to the door, and without hesitation, used a strong flashlight to shine in. Only then did he realize how weird this office was.

Any light will be sucked away by it, or... devoured by it.

When the flashlight shines in the past, it is like shining on a black wall that will reflect light.

Can't see anything but black or black.

"How did this happen..."

Fatty Huo frowned. He didn't expect things to turn out like this. What's going on here?

In all fairness, Fatty Huo is not the kind of investigator with no knowledge. Before he became a junior leader, he had seen countless strange cases.

But this time, he opened his eyes.

The dean's office seemed to be torn apart from the real world and became an independent space. Fatty Huo also stretched out his hand a few times, feeling very strange.

It seemed that the palm of his hand was not in the air, but in a pool of cold and sticky water. That sticky, creamy, yet cold and biting feeling made Fatty Huo feel more and more hopeless.

Spirit... Really capable of doing this?

Or is this not a ghost at all?

"Xiao Chen! Can you hear my voice!"

Fatty Huo didn't care about the danger here, so he shouted a few times into the office, and the expression on his face became more and more nervous.

"Xiao Chen, are you alright! Xiao Chen!"

Different from Fatty Huo's panic, when Chen Xian found out that the door of the dean's room had disappeared, he was very calm.

Chen Xian seemed to be accustomed to this kind of situation. He just took a few steps back, searched carefully, and determined that he couldn't find the location of the gate. Only then did a glimmer of enlightenment flash in his eyes.

No wonder the corridor outside the door is as clean as new, and there is no trace of the fire. It turned out to be like this...

"I didn't expect the spiritual bodies here to be so powerful, to have created such a powerful domain." Chen Xian looked around and couldn't help but be amazed.

In the old legends of the past, there is often a saying that ghosts hit the wall. It is said that there are unclean things that make people lose their sense of direction and keep spinning in place, unable to get out of the lock by the ghosts address.

It turns out that this situation does exist, but in modern times, it should be called a "domain".

The most basic domain is not only the common ghost hit the wall in legends, it will make people lose their sense of direction, but it is not absolutely perfect, and there are ways to get out.

As for advanced domains...such as this one.

In fact, from the very beginning, Chen Xian and the others walked into the domain created by this spirit body. The corridor outside where no trace of fire could be found was part of the domain.

In short, the "domain" is not necessarily an imaginary picture.

The more powerful the spirit bodies are, the higher the Taoism is, the more real the "domain" they can create, and can even achieve the effect of constructing another reality.

"The coverage area is very wide..." Chen Xian estimated the area of ​​the previous corridor in his heart, and couldn't help but be amazed. This is the first time he has encountered such a large-scale domain.

While feeling emotional, Chen Xian also looked away and looked forward.

The "creature" who was sitting at the desk and writing was very human-like, and it was alive. The chest cavity would rise and fall with the breathing, and the pulse beat could be vaguely seen under the dry skin.

But no matter how it looked like a human being, Chen Xian could smell the dead aura on it.

It's definitely a spirit body, but compared to the spirit bodies I've seen before... it seems to be a little more active?

That's right, like a human being alive, that feeling is hard to describe in words.

Looking at the thin and shriveled figure, Chen Xian thought silently for a while, then raised his feet and walked over slowly, his face was as calm as ever, as if he was used to this kind of picture.

Before that, what Chen Xian said to Fatty Huo was not nonsense. He was indeed not a religious practitioner, and he did not understand those so-called yin-yang techniques at all.

Therefore, in such a situation, Chen Xian has only one way to break the "domain".

Get rid of the spiritual body of the manufacturing domain, and the real domain will be wiped out.

"can you hear me?"

Chen Xian walked to the strange man, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of it, his movements were casual and relaxed, and he didn't seem to be afraid that it would bite him.

"rustle......"

The weirdo didn't react. He was unmoved by Chen Xian's voice and body movements. He kept his shriveled and sunken head down, and frantically wrote something in the notebook with a pen.

In this situation, Chen Xian still has a bit of a headache. After all, he doesn't like to work with spirit bodies very much. There is no need to make things so complicated that he can communicate and solve things through language, but now it seems... it seems to communicate Not very likely!

"What are you writing so intently..."

Seeing how fascinated he was writing, Chen Xian couldn't help but leaned over and glanced at the dilapidated record book.

It was densely packed with words.

There is no space between each word, it is very depressing to look at, and the content of the whole article is only four words.

It's four words that keep repeating.

"She's out!"

The handwriting on the notebook was rather scribbled, and one could even see the sense of panic of the writer from between the lines, the kind of fear conveyed by the font, which Chen Xian had never encountered before.

"She came out she came out..."

Chen Xian looked at the four words that kept appearing on the paper, and only felt confused.

she came out?

who is she?

Could it be another spirit body?

Just as Chen Xian was thinking about this, the strange person in front of him suddenly stopped.

It stopped writing, but looked down at the lines of writing on the notebook, and laughed weirdly.

"Hee hee hee......"

Its laughter is intermittent, like a mental patient who is crazy to the extreme, and its tone fluctuates very greatly.

The hoarse and twisted voice continued to come out through its shriveled throat like a dry tree branch, and the body also trembled, as if it couldn't help laughing, and the shoulders kept shaking.

"Can you hear me?" Chen Xian made sure once again, bent down slightly, and waved his hand in front of it.

This time, Chen Xian got a different response.

The shriveled eccentric raised his arm without warning, and directly pierced Chen Xian's palm with the pen he had used to write before.

The whole process happened in an instant, and even Chen Xian couldn't react.

"Hee hee..." The shriveled and eccentric man still smiled, holding a pen in his skinny hands, and his distorted and sunken face was full of crazy smiles.

The pen was like a huge nail, it was firmly nailed to Chen Xian's palm, and the skin at the wound was also dented. .

Feeling the piercing pain, Chen Xian raised his arm almost instinctively, and hit the shriveled eccentric face with an elbow.

Bang! !

After the weirdo was hit by an elbow, it let out an extremely mournful howl, and the whole body flew out uncontrollably, but in mid-air it suddenly mastered its balance, like a skinny wild cat, with all fours on the ground. fell not far away.

Chen Xian glanced at the eccentric who was staring at him, and then looked down at the wound on his palm, with no expression on his face.

He could feel the pain, but he was not afraid of it unexpectedly.

That kind of piercing pain is torture for ordinary people, but in his eyes... maybe it really doesn't matter.

Grab the pen and pull it sharply.

Chen Xian pulled the pen out of his palm expressionlessly, and the torn skin was also turned over, embarrassingly placed on the hole left by the pen, the entire wound looked bloody and extremely bloody. terrifying.

At this time, the strange person lying not far away could no longer hold back, and let out a howl like a beast. It did not stand up, but began to run on all fours, going straight to Chen Xian and rushing over.

Its speed was so fast that only a shadow remained, and it ran to Chen Xian almost instantly, pounced on him with open teeth and claws, as if it wanted to bite his neck in one bite.

But it never imagined that Chen Xian's actions were faster than it.

Chen Xian didn't dodge, instead he stepped forward, grabbed the weirdo's arm with his right hand, and swung it sideways to reward it with a shoulder throw.

When the shriveled eccentric fell to the ground, Chen Xian took advantage of his victory to pursue and directly stepped on its neck with his foot.

If this eccentric acted like a wild beast before, then Chen Xian wasn't much better.

Amidst the shrill screams of the eccentric, Chen Xian slowly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of bright white teeth. He did not wait for the eccentric to resist any more, and he bit down on the random waving arm.

To the naked eye, the body of this strange man is very real, and it is no different from a living person.

But after being bitten by Chen Xian, the mass of meat was directly out of the real state, and turned into a cloud of green smoke, which he swallowed into his stomach.

From a scientific point of view, a spirit body is a life in an abnormal state, and it is also an aggregate of unconventional material energy. In the energy they construct the body, except for ten percent of the material that is temporarily unknown, the rest Ninety percent are Yin Qi particles.

Yin Qi particles are harmful to people. If there are other aliens like Chen Xian who directly swallow part of the body of the spirit body into the abdomen, then it is no different from courting death.

In the light of the yin qi penetrates the internal organs, and in the heavy, the yin and poison attack the heart and die on the spot.

In Fatty Huo's department's alien registration file, only Chen Xian can do such a feat as eating a spiritual body.

Temporary workers are numbered and have code names, and Chen Xian's code name also comes from this.

Alien eaters.

A person capable of eating anomalous life.

"Bang!!"

With this muffled sound, Chen Xian was kicked out coldly by the weirdo and landed on the desk a few meters away.

Due to the excessive force of this sudden impact, the slightly shoddy desk collapsed directly, and the wood chips flew into the air, and the objects on the desk were scattered all over the place.

"I'm careless..."

Chen Xian quickly got up from the ground, there was obvious blood on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care, he raised his hand and wiped it casually, then placed his palm on the right rib and touched it lightly a few times.

There are obvious depressions in the ribs, and several ribs should be broken. The severe pain made it difficult for him to breathe, but the expression on his face was still terribly calm, as if it was not himself or someone else who was injured, he just took a few deep breaths. down, and stood up again.

"Who are you?!"

Just when Chen Xian was about to step forward to continue educating it, the shriveled eccentric suddenly opened his mouth. Although his voice was a little indistinct, he could roughly hear the content.

The voice is hoarse, like the voice after the vocal cords are damaged, and the pitch fluctuates very greatly.

"Why are you in my office?!"

Hearing the deafening roar, Chen Xian stopped and looked at it in surprise: "Recovered?"

From what it said, it can probably be judged that this eccentric is the director of Wushan Mental Hospital.

"You're not from our hospital... Who are you!"

The dean was still questioning angrily, and pressing him step by step, he began to move closer to Chen Xian.

But slowly, it realized a certain point.

"I... am I dead?"

The dean's footsteps stopped for a while, and it seemed that he noticed the changes in his body. There were several wrinkles on his skinny face like old bark. He lowered his head and kept looking at his body, his tone became more and more panicked .

"Yeah...I remember...she came out...all dead..."

When the dean said this, his body suddenly trembled, and a humanized expression appeared on his face that was shriveled in horror.

fear.

"Who came out?" Chen Xian asked subconsciously, he was still more concerned about this matter.

From the brief information revealed by the dean, Chen Xian can roughly know that the changes in the hospital...including the fire, may be related to "her".

But who is she?

"Patient thirteen...she came out...no, no! I'm going to hide!"

The dean has lost his mind, just like a real mental patient, after Chen Xian gnawed off one hand, he only hugged his head with his only right hand, shouted wildly, turned around and ran into the dark corner go with.

When Chen Xian reacted to catch up, the dean had disappeared.

For a spirit body, it is not difficult to pass through the wall, not to mention that this is the "domain" it created. In this space surrounded by ghosts and walls, as long as it wants to escape, Chen Xian may not be able to stop it. .

"You can say it clearly before you leave..."

Chen Xian stopped in despair, and then he noticed the changes in the dean's room. The darkness around him was gradually disappearing, and the door that was previously covered by the darkness also recovered silently.

"Xiao Chen! Are you alright! Can you hear my voice!"

Hearing the voice from behind, Chen Xian frowned, but did not turn around, but quietly put the injured right hand into his pocket, he did not want Fatty Huo to find the wound on his hand.

Chen Xian raised his hand and touched his ribs, and he could feel that the bones were "moving".

"Xiao Chen, are you alright?!"

Fatty Huo had already strode into the office, standing beside Chen Xian as if he was facing a great enemy, holding the flashlight and constantly scanning left and right, for fear that there were still hidden dangers here.

"I'm fine."

Chen Xian smiled, with the same kind smile on his face, his right hand in his pocket was motionless, and his body was standing upright, so that people couldn't see the abnormality of his ribs at all.

"I met the dean just now, but it ran too fast and couldn't catch it. Sorry, Uncle Huo."