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Chapter 8 The Golden Spine
"Are they going to corpse?"
Chen Xian looked at the corpses in surprise, his expression a little heavy.
Under such circumstances, Fatty Huo naturally knew the importance and did not dare to use a flashlight to light them at will. With four oil lamps, he chose to turn off the flashlight and lowered his breathing, and stood cautiously behind Chen Xian.
Chen Xian didn't do anything else, he was always observing with his ability to see things in the dark.
The overview of the entire square, the details of each corpse, he went through over and over in his mind.
There are many differences between these corpses.
Age, appearance, gender, even identity.
But they also have one thing in common.
The state of death of each corpse is the same.
He was thin and withered like a skeleton, as if all the fat on his body had evaporated, and his skin was a strange dark gray with many conspicuous folds.
On their backs, there was a wound that seemed to have been cut artificially. The cut surfaces on both sides were neat and smooth, exposing a complete vertebral curve from the neck down to the tail vertebra.
Chen Xian was a little confused about what he saw in front of him.
Let's not talk about the doctors and nurses in work clothes, just talk about the patients.
Weren't they killed by fire?
Chen Xian and Fatty Huo had met their spirit bodies in the corridor before, and each of them looked like they were scorched by the fire. Why can't they be seen from the bodies now?
The corpses showed no signs of being burned by the fire at all... What the hell is going on here? ?
"Can you see clearly?" Fatty Huo asked suddenly.
"Yes." Chen Xian replied, his tone full of doubts, "I'm a little confused about the cause of their death. It doesn't look like they were killed by fire, but they were killed by humans."
"Man-made?" Fatty Huo was stunned, but he didn't expect to hear this answer in Chen Xian's mouth.
"It's possible." Chen Xian said in a low voice, "Their death should be related to the wound on their back, and it doesn't look right... Uncle Huo, lend me your flashlight."
Hearing this, Fatty Huo handed the phone to Chen Xian without thinking.
After turning on the flashlight, Chen Xian didn't dare to use the lamp to observe the same target all the time, but kept shaking, carefully observing the wounds of these dead bodies with his excellent eyesight.
No blood stains could be seen, and no extra body tissue could be seen, as if the internal organs had been artificially removed, and the only thing that could be seen was the vertebrae.
And the most conspicuous, that is, the spine.
"Uncle Huo, look." Chen Xian said, shaking the flashlight on the corpse closest to him, but in order to ensure that Fatty Huo could see, the flashlight stayed obviously longer than before.
Fatty Huo followed the directions and looked over, only to see a golden thing in the wound on the back of the corpse.
"What?" Fatty Huo asked suspiciously.
"Spine." Chen Xian said in a low voice.
Fatty Huo was stunned for two seconds and asked, "Golden spine? Did you read it right?"
"You can't read it wrong, although there is no way to determine whether it is real gold or not, but I feel..." Chen Xian nodded, the doubts in his eyes deepened, "I seem to know where those gold bricks have gone. ."
When Fatty Huo was interrogating Hong Jinxi, Hong Jinxi once explained that Wushan Mental Hospital bought a batch of gold bricks, which was also the source of the whole case. eventful.
"You mean all that gold was used to beat their spines?" Fatty Huo asked in surprise.
"It's possible." Chen Xian whispered, raising his finger and pointing to the corpses in the front row.
Those doctors and nurses, who died almost in the same way as the patients, couldn't see the golden vertebrae.
"Those doctors have the same death condition as the patient, maybe they encountered the same thing, but they don't have this kind of golden vertebrae in their bodies. The bones are the most common color, so I think..." Chen Xian frowned and carefully analyzed, "Maybe these bones have nothing to do with their deaths, those golden bones may have another function."
"Another role?" Fatty Huo was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What role?"
"It's not clear yet." Chen Xian shook his head.
The reason why the mental hospital replaced the patients with pure gold vertebrae must be because of some purpose. It is impossible to use banknotes for nothing, but what are they trying to do... Chen Xian has not yet figured out this point. .
"Xiao Chen, do they have something to say when they kneel like this?" Fatty Huo asked suddenly.
In this square, every corpse kneeling on the ground bowed its head, facing the hut in the middle of the square, with their hands folded as if they were praying devoutly.
The picture was so bizarre that Fatty Huo became more and more clueless the more he looked at it, and he felt that his evil nature was terrifying.
Amidst the breathing of the group of corpses, Chen Xian looked unmoved towards the middle of the square, as if observing something, but did not answer Fatty Huo's words.
In the middle of the square there is a hut about four meters high.
It seems to be only one floor, and there are no windows outside, just a blackened metal door.
The direction in which these corpses bowed down was towards the hut...
What's in there?
Chen Xian thought for a while, then said, "You wait for me here, I'll go take a look."
"You went alone?" Fatty Huo was a little worried.
Chen Xian snorted and said, "It's still uncertain whether these corpses are aggressive or not. It's too risky to take you with me."
"Be careful." Fatty Huo reminded.
Chen Xian nodded, then held his breath and walked forward slowly.
Whether the other party is a spirit body or a corpse, if you want to not stimulate them, it is best to hold your breath and try to ensure that the yang energy in your body does not leak out.
They are all abnormal beings of the yin attribute, and are extremely sensitive to yang particles. In some cases, let alone breathing, even if you inadvertently fart, there is a risk of irritating them.
There are too many corpses here.
To be honest, Chen Xian didn't want to fight with them at all, it's no joke that two fists can't beat four hands.
Two or three can be dealt with, how about twenty or thirty? Two or three hundred?
Chen Xian felt a little nervous when he thought that these corpses were stimulated to attack the living, and all the images of zombies besieging the city in the movie were all in his mind.
If these corpses are really massacred, Chen Xian's first choice is to take Fatty Huo out from here, which is also the only choice.
If he wants to play with them, Chen Xian may not necessarily die, but Fatty Huo is 100% dead.
"Huh...huh..."
The sound of breathing in the entire square is very neat, and the regular tones are almost the same.
Chen Xian walked among the corpses and gradually discovered many strange details.
The golden vertebrae of these corpses are not bumpy like real bones, but are smooth and mirror-like in large areas, with many concave inscriptions.
The style and structure of the spells are very similar to Taoist spells, but the handwriting is too sloppy, and Chen Xian can't see what these spells are used for.
Chen Xian was hesitating whether to walk slower. He got closer and carefully observed the spells. Maybe he could find some clues.
But at this moment, a shrill and painful howl suddenly came from the hut in the middle of the square.
"She's going to kill me!! Help!! Come and save me!!!"
Not only Chen Xian could hear this voice, but Fatty Huo could also hear it, so Fatty Huo was stunned for a moment, and his heart was full of surprise. Could it be that there are still people alive in this place?
At this time, Chen Xian was also very surprised, because he could tell that the voice was not from a living person at all, it was too familiar... It was the voice of the dean!
This shrill scream only lasted for a few seconds, and it soon became quiet, and the house maintained a state of dead silence from beginning to end. The closed door made it impossible to see what was inside at all.
Chen Xian walked out of the corpse group and stopped outside the hut with great vigilance.
Looking at this unremarkable little house in front of him, Chen Xian was hesitant.
Want to go in and see?
Chen Xian glanced back, feeling a little worried about leaving Fatty Huo outside alone.
At this moment, a strange mechanical sound suddenly sounded in the room, as if there were many gears working with some kind of mechanical device, and the sound of electric current could be vaguely heard.
Before Chen Xian could figure out the situation, the metal door of the hut opened to both sides like an automatic door, and there was no sound during the process of opening the door.
Soon, a white and slender arm stretched out, and gently threw out the "remaining body" of the dean's spiritual body, and threw it in front of Chen Xian like throwing garbage.
"Could it be... is she the patient No. 13??"