There may be many false elements in the "domain" created by the dean before, but the notes he wrote when he was unconscious must contain a high degree of authenticity, because that is the most real projection of his heart, and death cannot erase the academy. Long fear of patient No. 13.

Is a female patient really that scary?

Chen Xian has always been curious about this question, and now he has the answer.

Looking at the dean's remaining half head, Chen Xian's eyes flashed with solemnity. It seemed that this patient No. 13 was also a kind of alien.

Can touch the spirit body with bare hands, and can... dismember the spirit body?

"help me....."

The half of the head lay restlessly on the ground, its broken upper and lower jaws opened and closed, making a strange and terrifying cry for help, and green gas constantly wafting out of the eye sockets, with a strong yin odor.

That is the accumulation of extremely high-concentration Yin Qi particles, and for spiritual bodies, that is their most original vitality.

The body of the spirit body can be constantly remodeled, because they have no entity in the first place, but all this has to be established in the case of sufficient yin particles. It seems that... the dean should be dead.

The mutilated head kept turning into a green mist and dissipating, and there was no possibility of it being reunited.

Did she kill the spirit body with her bare hands?

Chen Xian was pondering in his heart, and when he looked up, the slender arm had been quietly retracted, and he had no intention of attacking Chen Xian.

Fatty Huo in the distance was a little anxious. Seeing Chen Xian standing motionless outside the hut, he thought he was caught, so he couldn't help shaking him with a flashlight.

Chen Xian knew that Fatty Huo was signaling him, so he looked back subconsciously, for fear that Fatty Huo would have an accident.

I saw Fatty Huo laboriously waving his sturdy arms, his face flushed and he didn't dare to make a sound. He tried very hard to mute with Chen Xian and asked him if he was in danger?

Chen Xian shook his head, signaling him not to worry.

Standing outside the house and hesitated for a while, Chen Xian decided to go in and have a look. He might find clues about the key, and he was also very curious about the phenomenon of the corpse worshipping the hut. phenomenon?

Could it be because Patient No. 13 is hidden inside?

Even if she is an alien, it is impossible to affect these hundreds of corpses at one time... At least before this, Chen Xian had never heard of anyone with such great ability.

Chen Xian held his breath, arched his body slightly, and walked slowly into the hut in a strange posture.

The metal door was not closed, but remained open.

When crossing the threshold, Chen Xian could still see the electronic touch screen on the door, with a palm-shaped pattern below it, which should also be a special combination lock, and some precision metal parts that he had never seen before on the door frame.

"What the hell is this mental hospital doing..."

Chen Xian walked inside cautiously, feeling a little puzzled. It felt too strange for him. It didn't have anything to do with a hospital in the traditional sense, and there was a "high-tech" feeling everywhere.

Through the heavy door, he came to a white room.

The surrounding walls, the ceiling at the top, and the floor below are all coated with a layer of elastic jelly-like substance, all of which are the most extreme white.

Since the ground is not composed of floor tiles or floors, there is no obvious dividing line, so the whole room seems to be connected, making people feel an inexplicable sense of anxiety when staying inside, and even the sense of space identification has been weakened a lot.

Dozens of downlights for lighting above the head were still on after the fire. It can be seen that the power supply system here is not the same as the hospital building outside, and should be independent.

In the middle of the white room, there is a strange elevator, like a product left over from the last century, surrounded by rusty iron bars for ventilation on all sides. Since this elevator has many exposed gaps, Chen Xian is outside the elevator. You can also see the inside of the elevator.

There are many bloodstains that have not dried in the elevator, and some biological tissues similar to meat viscera are scattered on the ground, and there is an indescribable stench.

Judging from the old copper buttons of the elevator, there are 21 floors in this elevator going down.

That's right, twenty-one.

A seemingly ordinary mental hospital has dug up an underground building as deep as 21 floors in the hospital. What are they trying to do?

Chen Xian observed it carefully, and was a little puzzled in his heart.

He didn't see patient No. 13 here. Could it be that she took the elevator down?

Thinking of Fatty Huo, who was still waiting for him in the square outside, Chen Xian thought about it, and decided to take Fatty Huo over first and search around the room for a while.

For Chen Xian, the primary task is not to find the key, but to ensure the safety of Fatty Huo.

The hundreds of corpses that were still breathing outside were time bombs, and there was no telling when the corpses would start running. high.

The safest option at present is to bring Fatty Huo into this room and close the heavy metal door of the room.

When entering the door, Chen Xian had already determined that the door was controllable, and there was only a very simple toggle switch inside, with on/off instructions on the left and right.

With this door as a defensive measure, even if hundreds of corpses jumped up outside, they would definitely not be hurt in a short period of time...

When Chen Xian passed through the corpse group and came to Fatty Huo again, less than a minute had passed.

"You went in just now, how's it going inside?" Fatty Huo asked, his face full of sweat a little anxious, "Any clues about the key?"

"There are no clues for now." Chen Xian shook his head. "There is an elevator in there. It goes underground. There are 21 floors underground. I don't know what it is for."

Fatty Huo was also very surprised when he heard this. He turned his fat body to scan the square back and forth, only to feel that the place was getting more and more weird.

The mental hospital, the ancient keys, the gasping corpses... these can't be linked together!

"Come with me, let's go and see." Chen Xian said.

Fatty Huo hesitated for two seconds, turned his head secretly, glanced at the corpses, and swallowed nervously, but in the end he nodded and followed Chen Xian up.

The process of passing through the corpse group was almost without danger, but Fatty Huo was always in a hurry. After all, there were too many dead corpses here, and just looking at it made his scalp tingle.

It was not until Chen Xian took him into that weird room and used the toggle switch at the door to firmly close the metal door and isolate the dead bodies, Fatty Huo was relieved.

"I saw you standing outside the door for a while, what are you looking at?" Fatty Huo suddenly asked.

It stands to reason that when Patient No. 13 appeared, from where Fatty Huo was, he would definitely be able to see her.

But at that time, Chen Xian's position was coincidental, which just blocked Fatty Huo's sight, so he did not see the arm sticking out from the metal door, and the energy of the dean's spiritual body was extremely low, far from low. At the level that ordinary people can see, Fatty Huo can't see that half of the head at all.

"Didn't I mention it to you before, that mental patient." Chen Xian said, approaching the old elevator and studying it carefully, "It seems that she brought this disaster in the mental hospital, and she showed up before. "

"What's it like?" Fatty Huo asked hurriedly. He was extremely curious and solemn about this question. After all, it is impossible to make such a weird mental hospital like this without three heads and six arms.

"It's like a human being." Chen Xian replied, and at the same time raised his hand and pressed the button next to the elevator.

Accompanied by a complex mechanical sound, the iron gate with the style of the last century slowly opened.

"Go down and have a look?" Chen Xian asked Fatty Huo for his opinion.

"Okay." Fatty Huo nodded and asked again, "How many floors do you want to go to?"

"Go to the deepest floor to see." Chen Xian smiled and said, "From the bottom to the top, if we search layer by layer, maybe we can find the key you want."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo was also a little excited. Since there is such a strange underground facility hidden in the hospital, there must be their reasons.

Maybe this is the secret base of the hospital. Although they don't know what this underground facility is used for, they don't know yet, but from this scale... It should be the safest to hide the key at the bottom. .

On the elevator, Chen Xian pressed the button on the twenty-first floor underground.

With the sound of the mechanical gears turning, the elevator vibrated a few times, and then began to go down tremblingly.

The elevator descended very slowly, which also created excellent observation conditions for Chen Xian and the others.

Every floor, the elevator will stop for two seconds.

Under the light of the flashlight, Chen Xian and the others could clearly see the situation outside through the iron gate of the elevator.

They can't be sure what this giant underground facility is used for, but as far as the current situation is concerned... this place is already like a purgatory on earth.

Every floor was covered with foul-smelling blood, and the ground was littered with broken human limbs, as well as many unknown lumps like viscera.

When they didn't get on the elevator, both Chen Xian and Fatty Huo thought that there were only a few hundred people in this hospital, at least one or two from the number of dead bodies in the square.

But at this time, no one can tell how many people died in this hospital.

From the first floor up to the twentieth floor, every floor is the same scene.

Fatty Huo leaned against Chen Xian with a pale face, resisting the desire to vomit, took a cigarette from his pocket tremblingly, lit it, and took a deep breath.

As Fatty Huo exhaled smoke, the rancid smell in the elevator shaft was also diluted a bit.

Under the comfort of nicotine, Fatty Huo calmed down a little and glanced at Chen Xian, who had no expression on his face.

"Don't you feel sick?"

Fatty Huo raised his hand and pointed upwards, his expression was very strange, he didn't seem to think that Chen Xian would react like this: "Those broken corpses are like that, you..."

Chen Xian turned around and smiled at Fatty Huo, but said nothing.

Under the dim lighting of the elevator, Chen Xian seemed to be standing in the shadows, so quiet that no one could feel his presence, but in the dark his eyes were still faintly shining.

That quiet gaze made Fatty Huo feel a little uncomfortable.

The mechanical sound of the elevator continued.

all the way down.

Up to the twenty-first floor underground.