Yiren's non-human chat group

Chapter 533

Pushing open the door of the morgue in front of him, Xiao Yiren lowered his arms, and truly understood the root cause of this despair.

Looking at the covered corpses, one big, one small, and three covered corpses in the immaculate white room, Xiao Yiren walked forward silently, and after opening them one by one, it turned out to be what Xiao Yiren expected.

Xiao Yiren has seen the first two, to be precise, Xiao Yiren has seen their posthumous photos, these are the deceased parents of the brother and sister.

It's just that it's different from the photo, in front of the white cloth is covered with a bloody piece. Judging from that appearance, it should be the appearance of being rescued from the scene of a car accident just now.

But the two children are so young, neither the police nor the hospital can let them really enter the morgue to check the dead bodies of their parents.

What they can see is that the white cloth is pushed into the emergency room or pushed into the morgue.

And the last appearance of their parents in their memory should be only at the moment of the car accident...

Without making any further comments on the thing in front of him, Xiao Yiren soon came to the last white cloth, and lifted the white cloth which was obviously much smaller than the previous two.

Then, as if looking in a mirror, Xiao Yiren's imitated appearance was lying quietly on the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, burn marks were everywhere on his body, and he had obviously lost his breath.

"Although I had conjectures early on, the facts are really unacceptable..."

And just as Xiao Yiren sighed, "Xiamen", who had been lying on the bed cover and wearing a white hospital gown, had already lost his breath and sat up suddenly from the bed.

A pair of eyes stared like goldfish, staring straight at Xiao Yiren's mimetic figure in the door, that was another "summer".

Then, without waiting for Xiao Yiren's reaction, the white hospital gown on "Xiamen" was instantly stained half of his body with blood red, and the crimson flames also burned without warning.

"Why didn't you protect her!"

A scream suddenly came from the mouth of "Xiamen" in front of him, and without waiting for Xiao Yiren's reaction, "Xiamen" appeared in front of Xiao Yiren's eyes without warning, grabbed Xiao Yiren's neck with both hands, and threw him down on the ground.

"Why don't you take her out."

"what?"

Xiao Yiren obviously hasn't figured out what this "Xiamen" really means.

The crimson flame spread from "Xiamen"'s arm, igniting Xiao Yiren's head in the blink of an eye.

The flames filled the entire field of vision, but Xiao Yiren didn't care about it, and still asked:

"Go out, where are you going?"

But this "Xiamen" turned a deaf ear to Xiao Yiren's questioning, and continued to roar wildly.

"Why did you take her away..."

Seeing that the mental state of "Xiamen" seemed to be unstable, and he was completely unable to communicate normally, Xiao Yiren frowned.

Xiao Yiren had never encountered such a thing before.

It seems that the affairs of these orphans are not very simple. Under the deep despair, there is actually a deeper despair buried.

Raising his hand to control the rising of the earth, he directly knocked "Xiamen" away. Xiao Yiren controlled the body to push away the outermost shell of his body, peeling off the flames wrapped around his body, and then stood up from the spot.

Looking at the "Xiamen" who was squatting in the corner and banging his head against the wall desperately and frantically, Xiao Yiren's brows became more and more deeply wrinkled, what is the situation.

After such a long period of exploration, Xiao Yiren probably understands the underlying logic of this world.

The ferocious monster who can only keep smiling, the door leading to the nightmare, and the bloody clothes dyed red because of pain and despair, these inexplicably familiar settings undoubtedly point to a work that Xiao Yiren has read in his previous life-horror Room.

Or a more vivid and appropriate code name——Chen Ge, Chen Dahammer, who is extremely kind and evil.

The full name of House of Horror is I have a House of Horror. It tells the supernatural story of the protagonist Chen Ge, the owner of the horror house in the western suburbs of Jiujiang, who found a black mobile phone while digging through old things, and explored the other side of the world under the guidance of the mobile phone.

As we all know, since there is transcendence, there must be strengths and weaknesses.

And the fact is true, there are many ghosts and monsters in this world.

These ghosts are divided into obsession, ghosts, half-body red clothes, red clothes and fierce gods according to their different intensities of obsession, hatred, and despair.

And the "Xiamen" in front of Xiao Yiren is just a half-length red-clothed ghost
But even after reading the full text, Xiao Yiren, who is quite knowledgeable about the supernatural items in this world view, has never heard of any evil spirit that would show such a look...

Hmm... Except for Yu Danian, the strongest under a certain red dress...

Xiao Yiren didn't bother the half-clothed red-clothed madman, he just pricked up his ears and listened to the almost maddened murmur in the mouth of that "Xiamen".

He just frowned and stopped halfway, an ominous premonition rushed into Xiao Yiren's heart.

"They are coming, wake up, run, run!"

"What? Who's here?!"

And just as Xiao Yiren's murmurs ended, a strange sense of shock and heaviness suddenly appeared on Xiao Yiren's body without warning.

Xiao Yiren only felt as if an electric eel was wrapped around his body. It kept discharging and tightened his body, as if it wanted to crush Xiao Yiren to death while being electrocuted. An inexplicable feeling of suffocation surged On Xiao Yiren's heart.

Then Xiao Yiren heard a "bang", as if the door was forcibly kicked open.

Then, without waiting for Xiao Yiren's reaction, a long blade was forcibly inserted into Xiao Yiren's body from the back of the spine, and the long blade extended forward from Xiao Yiren's chest. Xiao Yiren's ears kept echoing.

"Congratulations on completing the mission, now you can laugh..."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

The sharp and disgusting voice was like a sharp knife piercing Xiao Yiren's heart. This body is just a false puppet, and Xiao Yiren uses the third perspective to manipulate it, so how could there be any pain at all.

However, the inexplicable numbness and sense of restraint did make Xiao Yiren's control over the space sluggish, but it doesn't matter, what Xiao Yiren wants now is to beat up this disgusting guy.

With his palms facing the ground, a huge nail hammer appeared between Xiao Yiren's palms without warning.

This is made of the part that Xiao Yiren just fell off and stuck to the little red flames, and it still has the power of "Xiamen", burning with little fire.

As soon as the mace appeared, Xiao Yiren swung his arm straight, and slammed it into the mouth of the disgusting smiling man that was split open like a viper.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere, and broken teeth flew everywhere.

I don't know whether that disgusting guy didn't care or didn't react, but that guy was indeed thrown flying by Xiao Yiren.

And only then did Xiao Yiren have time to observe the smiling man, and he was forcibly opened the door.

I saw that on the blood-red gate, at some point, someone had stained it with blood, which looked like a ghost.

On the door that looks like it is made of solid wood, the cracks look so shocking.

But fortunately, after the door was forcefully opened, the bloody grimace seemed to have lost all its strength, dimmed, and gradually turned into little black marks, slowly falling from the door like dust.

And this kind of falling seems to have a certain pattern to follow, the more power Xiao Yiren explodes, the faster the black ash will fall.

"Sure enough~"

Seeing this situation, Xiao Yiren also strengthened his conjecture that this place is definitely the house of horrors.

But after recognizing this reality, Xiao Yiren's heart couldn't help but thump again.

Because he suddenly remembered a self-report to the protagonist of the original book, Chen Ge, in the original House of Horrors.

"No matter whether you have met my family or received an invitation from that hospital, as long as you have something to do with that hospital, you will never be able to escape again."

"He will continue to appear by your side in various forms, until one day, when you open your eyes, you will suddenly find yourself lying on a cold operating table, and start your own curse game. "

Xiao Yiren felt his scalp tingle when he thought that he would be put on the operating table like a certain shadow, and be hidden in a space and tortured for ten or twenty years, or even longer.

Buxiao is the subordinate of the director of Xinhai City Mental Hospital, the final boss of the original main plot under the world view of the horror house, and he is also a group of freaks created by that guy himself.

These freaks are powerful, ruthless and have no moral values ​​of normal human society.

They are just the worker bees released by the big boss to search for experimental materials.

Even the worker bees that were forcibly produced by squeezing their potential through endless fear and despair, the strength of this group of guys is still not to be underestimated. The Buxiao who appeared in the original book are basically all in red.

And the one in front of him is obviously the same.

And if Xiao Yiren remembered correctly, Buxiao was not the only one who knocked on the door before.

I'm afraid this is just a tool launched by those guys to test Xiao Yiren.

Thinking of the scene where he would be besieged by a large group of red clothes in the future, Xiao Yiren couldn't help but gasp, the whole world inside the door seemed to drop a few degrees.

"No, you have to increase your strength as soon as possible."

"I remember that in the original book, only the door is pushed open, and with the power inside the door, it can be regarded as a relatively strong group of red clothes."

"And the fastest way for Hongyi to improve his strength is..."

The inexplicable Xiao Yiren looked at him, and even the white teeth were forcibly removed, and the five scissor-like claws on his hands scratched his face, leaving scars one after another, without a trace of pain He looked like he was screaming pervertedly one after another without laughing, and the faint murderous intent in his eyes somehow became more and more intense.

And as if feeling Xiao Yiren's killing intent, the smile on Buxiao's face became more and more perverted.He frantically cut the corners of his mouth with the blade in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth upwards, and grinned directly behind his ears.

Xiao Yiren could even clearly see the interconnected muscles and joints between the guy's skull and mandible.

"Laugh, learn from me, laugh—"

"Look, look! I'm smiling so happily, I'm obviously smiling so happily!"

"Hahahaha-"

The sharp and morbid laughter kept echoing, Xiao Yiren didn't feel anything at first, but after only two or three seconds passed, his complexion suddenly changed.

Because he suddenly noticed a problem, it seemed that the sharp laughter around him was not just coming from a guy in front of him, it wasn't that the sound was spreading, but that there were a group of guys laughing!
He raised his head suddenly, and then Xiao Yiren's pupils shrank suddenly.

Because he saw countless monsters similar to Buxiao but with more distorted bodies, like zombies, slowly squirming in his direction, and while squirming, terrifying and sharp laughter burst out from the mouths of these guys.

The screams coming from all directions were like a huge net, trapping Xiao Yiren firmly in the center.

The terrifying pressure squeezed towards the middle, and almost instantly, Xiao Yiren was covered with cracks of various sizes like a porcelain doll, and the mace in his hand exploded directly, turning into rubble all over the ground.

The terrifying pressure directly pulled Xiao Yiren's body from the ground, pulled his arms and stretched them to the sides, his legs were tightly closed together, and his head was slowly raised.

Xiao Yiren's whole body suddenly seemed to be fixed on a cross of nothingness.

Looking at Xiao Yiren who was trapped in the air and couldn't move, he came to Xiao Yiren almost instantly without smiling. Xiao Yiren's face was less than ten centimeters away.

He raised his hand and scratched Xiao Yiren's cracked face like broken porcelain with his fingers like a butcher's knife, and the perverted smile on his face became more and more unscrupulous.

"I originally thought you were the one with the least chance of opening the door in the whole building. After all, you are so happy. You had a happy childhood. Even your family members died. A group of classmates just punched and kicked you."

"What is there for you to despair? What is there for you to despair? Have you killed your parents with your own hands, nor have your eyes been gouged out by your own uncles and aunts, and you can chop off one by one for your brothers and sisters? own fingers, and fitted with razors, scalpels and scissors..."

"But why did you push the door open?"

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that my father seemed to have told me that although he never admitted that he was our father, he did say that only those who expect salvation can open the door. Are you expecting salvation? ?”

Without smiling, his disgusted face moved closer to Xiao Yiren's, and he spat on Xiao Yiren's face with a strong smell of blood. Although Xiao Yiren couldn't smell the smell, he still turned his head in disgust.

"That's right, that's the way it is. He also dislikes us so much."

"Father doesn't like us crying, so we can only laugh, laugh when we are sad, laugh when we are sick, and laugh more happily when we are in pain! But we laugh so hard, but he still doesn't like us, he Disliked us, he said that our smile is ugly, that we are not really smiling at all!"

"Look, look! I'm smiling so happily, I'm obviously smiling so happily!"

The blood flowed out from this guy's mouth, dripped onto the ground, and stuck into strips of spindles around the upper and lower jaws of the mouth, as if replacing the mouth full of teeth.

"Isn't it funny that we laugh all the time and we're called not to laugh?"

"If you say we don't know how to laugh, will you? Come on, laugh a little, laugh a little..."

(End of this chapter)