Qingye Supernatural Office

There was nothing but fire in my eyes.

The flames burned, as if returning to the day when Gu Mo was killed.

That's where it all started.

I couldn't save Gu Mo, and after that, I couldn't save anyone in Qingye either.Now, I can't save fat people, I can't save skinny people, I can't save...my family...

The flame slowly died out.

My heart seems to have cooled down.

I saw Chen Yihan's face.

His face hung in the window, with only his head hanging there by fishing lines.

The muscles at the broken neck squirmed, and a body that belonged to a cow grew out, but the four legs were lamb legs.These strange bodies began to exude the smell of meat, and the hair was shed like a molt, and the skin seemed to be scorched yellow by an invisible flame.

Beside me, something moved.

Chen Yihan's body began to transform, with fish tails and octopus tentacles growing out of his body.

The moving body quickly quieted down, roasted by invisible flames, emitting a meaty aroma.

I wanted to reach out, but saw a flock of crows pouring out of the window.

A black crow rushed in, flapping its wings and squawking.

When I recovered, those crows swarmed out again.

In the room, only the fishing line remained on the window.

The breath of death disappeared.

I lay on the bed, in a daze, and saw the doctors and nurses surrounding me.

I saw Chen Yihan standing not far away.

Consciousness is interrupted.

When I woke up again, my whole body seemed to be exhausted.

I saw the light coming in from outside the ward and the moonlight outside the window.

I didn't see Chen Yihan, but looking at the window, I found the silver fishing line hanging there.

I slowly sat up.

With a flick of the wrist, the handcuffs disappeared.

There was a throbbing pain in my head, as if a nerve in my brain was tensed and someone poked it hard.

I exhaled and slowly calmed down.The pain gradually subsided.

I got out of bed and staggered to the door of the ward.

It was very quiet outside the ward, there was no sound at all.

I glanced sideways and saw a man in a police uniform slumped against the wall.

There was blood on his body, a large hole was exposed in the chest cavity, and the heart could not be seen.

I walked past him, followed the fluorescent green signs, and walked towards the exit.

I passed several wards, mostly empty of patients.I saw some dead bodies, and some shivering patients curled up on their beds.

The door of the office behind the nurse's desk was closed tightly, and the glass on the door was stained with blood.The blood was on the outside, not on the inside of the glass.

When I reached the stairs, I heard a little movement.

Someone just came up.

I met him face to face, and saw the fire ax and the scalpel he was holding in his hand.He was still wearing a hospital gown.

As soon as he saw me, he showed a ferocious smile, and rushed up with an ax in hand.

He was covered in blood, but judging from his movements, he probably hadn't practiced it before. It was just that he had killed many people not long ago.

I raised my hand and stood in front of me.

Palms touched his chest.

Before the ax in his hand fell off, the whole person disappeared.

There was a clang.

The fire ax fell to the ground.There was also a pair of hospital gown pants on the ground, like a mass of bloody flesh, entangled on the stairs.

I stepped over the trousers, stepped over the fire axe, held on to the banister, held my head, and walked slowly down.

The pain forced me to stop and squat on the platform of the compartment for a while.

I heard footsteps again.

Opening his eyes, he saw a head protruding from behind the door in the stairwell downstairs.He didn't hide the mop in his hand, but held it in front of his chest like a shield.When he met my eyes, he immediately shrank his head in fright.But not long after, he poked his head out again and looked at me timidly, hesitating.

"Are you going to kill me?" I breathed out and asked.

He was so scared that he shrank back again, and after a while, he showed his head again, and said with a mournful face: "I don't want to... I don't want to... but I can only live one. I don't want to die yet... Woooo..."

He started to cry, not many tears, but it should not be acting.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He, he said that only one can live. There can only be one in the hospital." The young man hurriedly explained like a child.

"Who?" I already had a premonition in my heart.

"The host." The young man answered, glanced at my face, and said quickly, "It's a ghost! It's a ghost! He said he was the host. This is... the studio of the survival show..."

I rubbed my head and remembered the term "Survival Show".

The ghost king of the future world is here, and he wants to directly open a territory here.

"When did it start?" I asked again.

The young man faltered, not knowing how to answer, "It was after five o'clock, about... After five o'clock, someone came in to kill people, and I ran away. The host, I saw TV... There is no TV in my ward, I Running out, the outside is already...the corridor is covered with blood..." He trembled, "I thought... thought it was fake. The news on the Internet..."

"What news on the Internet?"

"There are ghosts. There are many ghosts... They seem to be fighting. One ghost was killed. The one who eats! It's the ghost who runs restaurants and snack bars! There have been problems with the food we eat. There is a problem with snacks! Some people turned into cows, steaks...and others...Disobedient, all of them became that kind...Someone posted a video on the Internet, that ghost was killed by other ghosts. They fought again Get up, and then negotiate again... It seems like, just do your own thing. Here is one..."

The young man tried his best to explain, and kept watching my face.

"Have you ever seen a black hole in the sky?" I asked.

The young man shook his head blankly.

There is no huge entrance and exit of different space... These ghost kings should have come out of that kind of normal entrance and exit.

But in this way, I have no way to find the location of the entrance and exit.

I pulled the armrest and stood up.

The young man was so frightened that his body became stiff, and he stood at the door, not daring to move.

I ignored him and continued downstairs.

I could feel his gaze on me and hear footsteps behind me.

I looked up, and he stopped immediately, standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

I continued to walk down to the first floor, walked through the unlit corridor, and came to the lobby of the inpatient department of the hospital.

Outside the glass door is the courtyard in the night, and the street lights are dim, barely playing a role in lighting.

I headed straight for the door.

The person behind him shouted, but then fell silent.

Pushing open the door, you can feel the cold wind blowing in your face.

All the lights in the hospital building suddenly turned on, and it seemed that a searchlight had landed on the gate.

A shadow appeared in the aperture.

The shadow fell from big to small, with a whistling sound.

I raised my hand to block the debris from the thing when it hit the ground.

The incomplete TV screen was turned on, the snowflake screen flickered for a few seconds, and then a figure dressed as a host appeared.

"Welcome to Survival~Survival~show~~~~oh!" the man shouted loudly, then he waved his hand at me and pointed his finger at me, "Only one survivor can leave alive. Out of the scope of the hospital..."

I looked at the exaggerated ghost king and said calmly: "Infiltration and fusion seem to be two-way."

The moment the voice fell to the ground, I felt the gaze falling on me.

The ghost king seemed to be pinched by someone's throat, and his gorgeous stage makeup was wiped out. His whole body was surrounded by flames, and he howled directly.

I stared at the black straight line shooting towards me, endured the pain of a splitting headache, and stretched out my hand.