My House of Horrors

The walls were like beating organs, and the faint blood mist seeped out of them, covering Chant's body, and the layer of blood film on the surface of his skin was still thickening.

The world behind the door seemed to be rated exactly the same as the underground morgue at the time the door opened.

Originally used to concentrate on fat and connective tissue, the core area was, in reality, blocked for a variety of reasons and was eventually built into a special laboratory by Dr. Gao with a corpse barrier.

“There's nothing to be afraid of as long as you get used to it. ”

Chen Gong said this to Li Xu and Ma Wei. They tried for a long time or didn't dare to step out of the room. They shook their heads wildly.

“It's a little too exciting for the average person who just touched these things. ”

Chen Gong pointed to the room behind them, did not ask for it, and walked forward alone.

The absurd and strange world, the corridors of flesh and blood, the mist of blood everywhere, this place is like a nightmare of inability to wake up proactively, sinking once it enters.

The lamp hanging over his head turned into a living eye, without light, purposeful of blood.

The longer you stay here, the strange feeling that you belong here as if you were part of the world.

On both sides of the corridor is a bloody door. Chen Gong tries to open the door, which is filled with all kinds of fantastic equipment, mostly made up of flesh, and a small part of it is a normal machine, but the outside is wrapped in flesh.

“What a crazy world. ”

Through the corridor, on the first corner, Chan Song saw a living man.

Five or six metres from him, a little girl in a white dress squatted beside the flesh, holding an attractive apple in her hand, staring at the organ dancing on the wall with her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

The girl in front of her was a little surprised by Chan Song, whether it was a white, spotless dress or that innocent, cute, flawed cheek, and anywhere on her body was a stark contrast to the world under her feet.

Why would a girl like that appear in a flesh and blood world?

Chen Gong walked out of the corner and slowly approached.

The girl heard Chen Song's footsteps, and she never seemed to expect anyone to appear here, panicking and turning like a frightened deer, and accidentally dropping the apple in her hand on the floor.

Chen Song looked at the apple rolling around and picked it up.

The apple color is tempting, but it doesn't feel comfortable in your hand, it's moist and soft, and it seems to keep beating.

“Is this an apple?” When Chen Song picked up the apple, the girl was obviously nervous and she wanted to come and fight, but was a little scared.

“Something's wrong.” Chen Gong put the apple in front of the girl and took a few steps back.

When the girl saw Chen Gong give in, she immediately ran over and held the apple in her arms.

Her face was only the size of a slap and she looked so cute with that panicky look on her face.

“Don't be nervous, I didn't mean it, I'm just a lost man.” Chen Gong and the girl were kept at a distance, and in fact he was guarding against the girl, who was, after all, a resident of the world behind the door.

The girl was still a little nervous, as if she was the kind of person who played not far from home and was being followed by bad people, who were now strangling their brains to get away.

Chen Song saw that he was very unpleasant. He was not too tight on persecution, and all the ghosts on him could not use it. If he pushed this girl in a hurry, it would be hard to tell who was bullying him.

Taking a step back, Chen Gong put the crushed hammer in his backpack: “I just wanted to ask you something. ”

The hammer handle was exposed, and Chen Gong deliberately placed it in a convenient position, and he could remove it within a second or two if he encountered danger.

The girl looked at Chen Song, reluctant to approach him, held on to a wall of flesh and blood, carefully stayed away from Chen Song, and then accelerated her escape.

Chen Gong did not go after him. After the girl escaped, he was surprised to find that his breathing had become smoother, as if the blood film covering his body had become thinner.

“I don't seem to be doing anything either, just helping girls pick up apples at random, can helping them gradually gain recognition in the world? ”

Too few clues were known, and Chen Song could not be certain. He secretly recorded the direction of the girl's departure and followed the past not too slowly.

“The kid doesn't look like a corpse, his body is flexible, and his expression changes dramatically. ”

Because of the presence of the girl, Chan Song relaxed a little: “Although the world behind the underground morgue door is scary, the inhabitants of the world retain their humanity. I just saw a glimmer of desire and fear in the girl's eyes, so complex that only people will have it. ”

The world behind every door is different. Chen Song is most worried about the kind of unsolved killings. The monster bites when he sees people, can't communicate, and doesn't die.

“Looks like things haven't gone to the worst. ”

The world behind the door reflects to some extent the heart of the pusher, the whole world is made up of flesh, but the inhabitants retain the appearance of the living, and this contradiction is also hidden in Chen Song's attention.

Exploring the world behind the door is actually interpreting the pusher, which is a rare opportunity to familiarize yourself with the pusher.

Chen Gong followed the girl and pushed open the door at the end of the corridor. He stepped out of the core area and came to the middle of the underground morgue.

Blood fog is heavier, walls are replaced by organs and uneven.

There are three rooms in the middle floor, each with a morgue and a letter of commitment attached to the door: "In order to thank the general teacher for his selfless dedication and to give the general teacher enough respect, I solemnly promise as a medical student to take each class seriously and not take any photos for entertainment purposes...”

“The words on the letter of commitment have not yet dried up, as if they had been written recently.” Chen Gong looked inside through the glass on the door and the morgue was filled with reddish brown liquid, but no body was seen.

“It is imperative to find more 'people' living in the world behind the door, and only by breaking the membrane will I be able to communicate with the ghost normally. ”

Chen Gong did not enter the morgue pool, he was leaving the middle area and suddenly heard a man's voice, as if coming from an anatomical chamber on the far left of the middle area.

“The value of life is not in shape, but in what you do. When you're fully armed and standing next to the anatomy table, you only have skin, fat, blood vessels, muscles, bones and organs in your eyes, okay? ”

Chen Gong walked towards the anatomy room, the door was half open, and he looked inside through the door.

A male teacher in a white coat stood on the podium and his voice was strong and he was coaching eight students in the house.