The underground floor was unexpectedly clean, and there was no smell of blood in the air, and it only brought the unique coldness of the basement. The chill gradually soaked into the body, making Lin Mengmeng get goosebumps. I don’t know if it was her illusion, but the air was filled with something rotten, but the hospital building used steel and cement, so how could it produce that smell?

Although I have been used to watching zombies, this is the morgue of the usual scenes in horror movies, filled with horror legends of all kinds of ghosts and monsters. Lin Mengmeng, who has been suffering from horror movies since she was a child, couldn't help but hold Wuhugui's hand. The hand was slender and soft, and gently held her back. The warm body temperature dispelled the coolness gathered at her fingertips.

Wuhu Teng looked at his cowardly master: "No, it doesn't matter, I will protect you."

"...I'm not afraid of anything, I'm not afraid at all!" In order to keep his general's demeanor in front of the little short knife, Lin Mengmeng forced a hideous smile, and the next second I felt something brushing her arm: "Hey!!!"

Bai Pangpang looked at Lin Mengmeng, who was almost trembling on Wuhu Xun's body, and let out a ruthless sneer.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a moth." Wuhucuo was a little troubled. Although he was very happy that his master hugged him, this posture made it difficult for him to move. Ah, but the smell on his master was a little good. This must be kept secret from other blades, the young boy thought secretly.

There was a strange smell in the morgue, and the temperature was much lower than outside the door. Lin Mengmeng rubbed her arms and couldn't help but approach the big tiger with furry and looks very warm. The five tigers retreated into the inner room and quickly investigated it. After standing at the door, they shook their heads at Lin Mengmeng. Their eyes fell on the management room not far away.

The door of the management room was closed tightly. For some reason, a huge lock was hung under the door handle, with shallow rust spots. Looking through the glass window, there was a small lounge in the depths of the dim room, which was pitch black without a trace of light. Lin Mengmeng stretched out her hand and knocked on the door, and heard a small whimper from inside.

...The real scene of the ghost movie. There are usually two options at this time. If this is a horror comedy, she should turn around and leave, and never go in and give her a head to death. If this is a real horror movie, she will try her best to pry the lock open. Then, before she could finish her thoughts, a crisp sound of metal breaking came from Lin Mengmeng's ears. She silently lowered her head, and a big lock broken into two pieces was lying on the ground. Whether in terms of shape or color, this was the one that was hanging on the door half a second ago to do her duty.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I thought my sister wanted to go in and take a look?" Seeing Lin Mengmeng staring at the lock on the ground expressionlessly, Wuhuqiu whined slightly, put his hands together and held his chest with golden eyes and looked over pitifully.

"...It's okay," Lin Mengmeng stretched out her hand and patted Wuhugui's head: "From this situation, we are on the orthodox horror film route."

"Then you go in." Bai Pangpang made a ruthless mockery.

"I need to make some mental preparations." Lin Mengmeng held the door handle, took a deep breath and turned around: "I think we need to make a meticulous plan, otherwise we will become cannon fodder characters."

"Wake up and wake up, you won't be so easy to carry."

"You're finished spoiling out."

"Don't bbw, hurry up and go in."

Bai Pangpang bounced up from the tiger's body, and with the exclamation of the five tigers retreating, she rushed straight into Lin Mengmeng's face. The huge inertia made her body lean back, and she knocked open the door behind her and fell to the ground. Covering the sore pen tip, physiological tears flowed out from Lin Mengmeng's eyes. She stared at Bai Pangpang who jumped back to Bai Tiger without any momentum through a layer of water light: "Gan Lin Liang!!"

"Sister, isn't it okay?" Wu Hutui looked at her worriedly, bent his knees and stretched out his hand to her.

It seemed that she heard the movement at the door, something rubbed against the metal in the dark room. Lin Mengmeng trembled for a moment and suddenly had goose bumps on her body. She grabbed Wuhu's retreating arm and stammered: "What's inside..."

"You should be braver, you have seen the end of the world." Bai Pangpang jumped over Wuhugui's head and looked down at Lin Mengmeng with a stiff expression.

"Are you a little arrogant?" Lin Mengmeng looked at Bai Pangpang in confusion and annoyance. Since entering the hospital, Bai Pangpang's attitude suddenly became very strange: "Do you know something?"

“…”

Bai Pangpang was silent and didn't speak anymore. Nothing could be seen from the face of Doudou eyes and W-shaped mouth. Lin Mengmeng stared at the silent ball, and the suspicion in her heart suddenly deepened.

"Anyway, it won't hurt you." After a while, Bai Pangpang turned his gaze away and said in a low voice.

Seeing that each person and one ball gradually fell into an awkward atmosphere, Wuhu Chug said softly: "Then, that, sister? Let me go in and take a look first?"

The young boy tightly held the knife in his hand. In fact, Wuhu Tui was not afraid of ghosts. He has always been a timid child. Because his personality is too weak, everyone of Fujishiro took good care of him. But this is in front of his master, and he cannot and does not want to be timid. When Honmaru's sword was summoned, he asked him to protect his master well. He could not let them down, nor could he let his master down. This is the persistence of Fu Hanshen, who is a sword.

When Wuhu Bing was about to step into the darkness, Lin Mengmeng grabbed his hand: "Let's go together."

"Okay, OK!" Wuhucui's voice showed a little surprise. He pursed his lips and showed a small smile.

When entering the room, white light began to rise on the body of Bai Pangpang, illuminating them around them. This was a small room. When entering the door was a desk with bookshelf. A ball of blurred objects emitted an unpleasant smell on the desk. There were several stools scattered near the desk, some of which had broken legs and fell to the ground in a mess. A small bed was placed next to the corner of the wall, and a black shadow on the bed was slowly squirming.

Lin Mengmeng:...I don't really want to see it.

I was considering throwing Bai Pangpang over like □, but I saw a black shadow falling from the bed, and slowly crawling towards them with my limbs-

"Damn it, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Lin Mengmeng, who flashed through countless horror scenes in her mind, finally couldn't help screaming. She subconsciously wanted to turn around and run to the door, but Wuhu retreated and grabbed her wrist and pulled it to the side. With her scream, a vine with metallic luster sucked hard at the place where they stood before. The cement ground cracked and the crack spread to the wall.

The missing infected person standing at the door turned red with his eyes and his expression was like a ferocious beast. Countless vines twisted and tangled behind him, making a harsh friction sound.

Lin Mengmeng looked stunned as she almost broke into the gap in the ceiling. The only thing she thought of in panic was-

Damn what if this hospital is collapsed????
Chapter completed!