Building an Inhuman Building

Chapter 120

Mark's position in the courtyard is very important, and his disappearance quickly aroused the attention of other people.Then someone found the room and found his head on the floor.

The staff member who found the body was terrified and ran out to find the dean.

The dean looked at Father Mark's head, but his face turned directly to the next door.

"The devil, Mark, he was killed by the devil."

"I can't tolerate that devil anymore, and drive her out of the nursing home." The dean made a sign of the cross on his chest.

"But... but the dean, no one dares to touch her. And she hasn't eaten for seven days, and she hasn't died yet!" A staff member said in fear.

The dean also had a moment of difficulty, but he quickly remembered the solution.

"Then seal up that room! There is her grave."

Several staff members felt relieved when they heard this method.

That's right, if the room is sealed with bricks, even flies can't fly out!

Soon all the figures here disappeared, and it seemed that it was the time after the room was completely sealed.

There was another sound coming from the bottomless hole.

Lian Tu looked over and found that the headless corpse of Father Mark crawled out, and then walked out the door.

Lian Tu followed in the corridor and saw him make a movement to open a certain room. Immediately afterwards, the beastly man with a head injury he had seen in the prayer room before rushed out.

The man ran towards one direction like a wild beast that had escaped from its cage.

Soon, the entire silent nursing home was filled with screams.

Lian Tu saw many figures running and fleeing in the corridor, and then disappeared suddenly.

However, no matter how fierce this man was, he was only one person. After most people reacted and gathered together, he was quickly thrown down and subdued in the courtyard on the first floor.

The dean stood beside him and gave an order.

The staff carried the man to the third floor.

Lian Tu still doesn't know what the third floor is, so he followed up to take a look.

Iron medical beds, shadowless lamps, iron trays and some discarded medicine bottles.

It seemed that this was an operating room.

Soon another figure brought up the headless body of Father Mark, and went to the next room.

Lian Tu took another look at the past and found that there was actually a specimen room here.

In reality, those specimens are still there.

In the large yellow glass jar, there are various things to soak.But because of the long time, most of the things have been swollen, and it is difficult to see the original appearance clearly.But the color of the flesh is really uncomfortable for the senses.

Although no ghost was seen, the audience in the live broadcast room also noticed that something was wrong with this place.

[What is this nursing home doing with so many human specimens? 】

[I have a bad premonition, maybe some human experiments have been done here? 】

Lian Tu saw the dean's ghost appearing soon, standing in front of one of the specimen bottles.

Lian Tu carefully compared the specimen bottle in Ghosting's hand with that in reality, and finally found that it seemed to be a human head.

He followed the dean back to the operating room with the specimen bottle from that year.I saw the mad man and Mark's headless body tied to the operating table.

The dean put the specimen bottle of Mark's head aside, and said in a contemplative manner.

"How did she do it?"

"Can the brain be controlled even if it doesn't exist? The last excision was obviously useful?"

He was alone in this room, with a demented patient and a headless corpse, and of course no one answered him.

The dean sighed, picked up a chainsaw, and put it directly on the mad patient's head.

Without anesthesia, the pain of cutting open his head made the already crazy person scream miserably.But Dean Allen's face didn't fluctuate at all, instead he whispered with some probing earnestness.

"Let me take a look at your brain again, what power is controlling you. Well...fortunately, there is a living specimen for reference."

The sound of the chainsaw rubbing against the bones made the teeth sore, Liantu covered his mouth and tried his best not to vomit.

Dean Allen's surgical skills are very high. He cut open the skull of the crazy patient, but did not damage the brain inside.

He observed the trembling of the brain inside, and seemed to be stuck in a difficult problem.

Because he was too fascinated, he didn't notice that the fingers of Mark's headless corpse started to move behind him.

Lian Tu no longer has any sympathy for the dean, and he has no fluctuations in his heart when the other party encounters a terrible crisis. He even hopes to see the end of the dean Alan soon.

The headless corpse clenched its fists a few times before silently struggling with the restraints on its body.

Probably because it is no longer considered a human, and has inhuman power.Those seemingly strong straps began to crumble one by one.

Allen still didn't notice it, and he even started to rummage through the madman with a scalpel for a missing part of the brain due to previous injuries.

All the straps were broken, and Mark's body sat up all of a sudden.

Instead of rushing directly at Allen, he silently walked to a few jars of specimens next to him, and opened the jar containing his head.

"Grumbling..."

The specimen jar containing Mark's head made a suspicious sound of water.

This time Allen finally noticed it. He turned his head and saw Mark's standing body, a crack finally appeared on his always cold face.

The head in the specimen jar also floated and turned to Allen.

"Gulu Gulu...Eat for an eye, eye for an eye...Gululu"

The head inside the specimen grinned, and immediately after that, all the specimens near it trembled.

There are many other heads inside, and they all stare at Alan.Show a ferocious smile.

But Allen was not frightened by this hellish scene, he held the cross on his chest.

"What can you do to me? I'm different from Mark. I'm the most devout believer. You can't hurt me. Devil, stand down!"

"Have you ever lied to yourself?"

A gloomy female voice came from Mark's head.

Allen had obviously heard the voice, and his face changed.

"How did you do it? You sold your soul to the devil?"

"Stupid. I don't need to rely on anyone. I'm scarier than the devil." After the female voice finished speaking in a low voice, Allen retched.

"What did you do?" Allen vomited again before finishing his sentence.

This time, he vomited out a bright red lump of flesh.

The appearance of this thing seemed to hurt Allen deeply. He screamed and covered his stomach, and he was no longer as calm and arrogant as before.

"I want to see what color your heart is, let your internal organs come out and see. Hehehe..."

Amidst the wild laughter of the female voice, Allen's vomiting intensified, and soon he spit out another mouthful of internal organs.

But this Allen is also considered a ruthless person. Instead of waiting to die, he rushed to the edge of the operating table and cut open his stomach with a scalpel.

The pain without anesthesia made him gasp for air, and his hands began to tremble.

But he seemed to have thought of a way to save himself, and inserted his hand into his stomach regardless, as if he was rummaging for something.

……

At this moment, all the ghosts suddenly disappeared, as if a brutal documentary that was playing suddenly suffered a blackout.

Because of this accident, even Tu came back to his senses.

It was still a dark and gloomy herbarium, but Liantu felt that something had changed.

He raised his flashlight, looked around, and saw the answer.

There was movement in those specimen jars that had been soaking for decades, like the memories brought by the ghost just now. Mark's swollen face turned to face him, his eyes fixed like a goldfish with bubble eyes. in his body.

Lian Tu's flashlight stopped on the jar of specimens, a little startled.

Such a close-up of the horror scene caused a large number of viewers to withdraw from the live broadcast room, and the rest were frantically coded on the barrage.

[God?Was the face of the specimen jar facing the host just now? 】

[If the specimens here are all alive, can you stop the anchor? 】

Even Chen Xuan felt hairy behind her back. She wanted to call Liantu but was afraid of disturbing the other party's work, so she could only send a text message.

【Are you guys OK?If you don’t think so, leave this place first, and talk about the bet later, this place is so weird, people in our group won’t say anything about you! 】

Liantu glanced at the phone when he felt the vibration of the text message. Seeing the inquiry from Chen Xuan and the audience, he simply replied that it was nothing and then turned his attention back to the specimen jars in front of him.

"It seems that there are no more ghosts. It seems that Tan Yan'e doesn't want us to know what happened in the end?"

"She is a bloody ghost. It is her nature to lie and conceal. Don't take what she shows us too seriously." Wei Lan said.

"I don't think these things are all made up by her. You can see these scenes are very consistent with the events of the year. I think even if she wants to lie to us or hide something, there are some real information revealed in it." Lian Tu took a picture of the specimen jar with his mobile phone and found that there was no other change in those things except for the change of position.

"I guess, is she trying to tell us that she is innocent and has her reasons, so let's not fight her? Let us leave by ourselves?" Lian Tu scratched his head in confusion. "But we are here as a trap. What's the point of her tricking us here and away?"

"Wouldn't she be the one who retreated when she saw how powerful you are?"

Hearing Liantu say so much, Wei Lan laughed a little and patted his head.

"What the hell is going on in your head?"

"It's not that you haven't found the right owner until now, so I can only guess wildly." Liantu complained.

Seeing what Liantu said, Wei Lan shrugged innocently.

"I thought you were having a good time, so I'll let you see more."

"...Do I look happy?" Liantu glared at him.

"I think you like guessing riddles." Wei Lan rubbed his chin. "After those puppet ghosts appeared, you were very serious, as if you played the game with the same expression. Did you say that you like playing games, so you should also like it here?"

"Are you trying to piss me off?" Lian Tu grabbed a piece of Wei Lan's waist and pinched it several times.

Of course, Wei Lan was not afraid of this kind of attack, but smiled flatteringly.

"If you don't want to play, then I'll eat it all here. Anyway, it doesn't matter where you eat it all. However, if I do this, you have to turn off the live broadcast, and then tell everyone that this place has been in disrepair and collapsed. Take this gamble."

...eating houses?

Lian Tu glanced at Wei Lan in disgust.

"Your method is too ineffective."

"Let me tell you, don't underestimate people. Do you think I'm really watching a documentary and playing guessing games? I'm thinking!" Lian Tu immediately protested against Wei Lan's attitude of being indifferent to all his efforts. "Let me tell you, don't eat, I'll find the ghost right away!"

Wei Lan raised her eyebrows, and looked at Lian Tu with her arms crossed, as if waiting to see.