He just became the last Celestial Master, and the school beauty is already calling him "Dad&quo

"We can't rely on him for everything."

"I'll just go take a look. If there's any danger, I can run back and call him."

Yu Zixin gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, and mustered her courage.

She put her hands in her school uniform pockets, clutching the talisman she usually drew at home, and tiptoed.

Like a wary kitten.

They stealthily made their way to the corner at the end of the corridor.

Yu Zixin moved very carefully, step by step, close to the wall.

The light at the end of the corridor grew dimmer, and the gloom increased.

Following the lingering chill of the ghostly figure, Yu Zixin turned into a safety passage.

The stairs go down.

The further down you go, the lower the temperature gets, and you can even smell a faint formaldehyde odor.

Yu Zixin walked down the stairs to the bottom floor.

Push open the heavy fire door.

I looked up.

A green, illuminated sign above the entrance reads "Morgue".

She was stunned.

How did I end up here without even realizing it?

The hospital morgue is a place where yin energy gathers, not to mention that it is four o'clock in the morning, which is commonly known as the hour of the demons.

Yu Zixin stood at the door, feeling gusts of biting cold wind creeping up her trouser legs.

She couldn't help but shiver from the cold.

It's not just yin energy!

She closed her eyes and felt it.

The intense yin energy was actually mixed with a faint trace of corpse energy!

Although she had only been learning from the white-bearded old man in her dream for a few days, she could still distinguish between the two auras.

Yin energy is left behind by ghosts, while corpse energy is only produced by things that have undergone corpse transformation!

There are zombies in the morgue of the First Hospital?!

The moment the thought crossed Yu Zixin's mind, her scalp tingled.

This is not a joke.

With my mediocre skills, I might be able to put up a fight against an ordinary wandering ghost.

If you really encounter a zombie that has become powerful, then it's just a delivery person for them.

And it's the kind of fresh, young meat served without chili peppers.

"No!"

"This is beyond my control. I still need to go and wake up that bastard Yang Guang."

"Professional tasks should be left to professionals!"

Yu Zixin decisively gave up the idea of ​​soloing the dungeon and turned around to return the way she came.

result.

The instant she turned around!

"what!"

Yu Zixin gasped sharply in fright and took two steps back.

His back slammed heavily against the cold door of the morgue.

It was less than half a meter behind her.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man appeared silently.

He was wearing a white lab coat that had turned yellow from washing and was stained with a lot of brown stains.

But what's most repulsive is his face.

His once gaunt cheeks were now covered with countless pustules the size of soybeans.

Some of them had even ruptured, oozing yellowish-green pus.

In the dim, pale light of the corridor, the old man's face looked like a moldy, rotten pineapple.

It was extremely disgusting.

Even from half a meter away, Yu Zixin could smell the stench emanating from him.

It smells like a dead rat and rotten eggs left to bake in the sun for three days and three nights.

The man just stared straight at Yu Zixin.

Those eyes were full of cloudy blood vessels, and you could hardly see any white in them.

His eyes were sinister, filled with a chilling fanaticism.

"Little girl."

The shrew's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sandpaper scraping on a grinding wheel: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

This sudden statement seemed particularly abrupt and terrifying in the deathly silent underground passage.

Yu Zixin suppressed her wildly beating heart and tried her best to make her voice sound calm.

She hurriedly took a step to the side, saying, "I'm...I'm sorry!"

"I've gone to the wrong place."

"I needed to use the restroom, but I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. I'll leave now."

talking.

Yu Zixin lowered her head and quickened her pace, trying to slip past the middle-aged man.

but.

She had just taken a step when the middle-aged man also took a step to the side.

They stood firmly blocking the entrance to the stairs, showing no intention of making way.

Yu Zixin stopped abruptly, and a warning bell rang in her mind.

In the dead of night, at the entrance of the morgue, a man with a face full of pustules blocked my way.

Even a fool could tell something was wrong!

She immediately put her hand into her school uniform pocket and gripped the yellow talisman she had just prepared tightly.

His expression turned cold.

Yu Zixin raised her head, her eyes warily fixed on the man opposite her, and coldly demanded, "What do you want?"

"Get out of my way!"

"Otherwise, I'll call for help!"

"There are security guards all upstairs. I just need to call out, and they'll come down right away!"

Faced with Yu Zixin's warning, the middle-aged man showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he grinned, revealing his mouth full of yellow teeth.

Suddenly, he let out a sinister laugh.

"Giggle giggle..."

Laughter echoed in the empty corridor, carrying a chilling, eerie feeling.

The pustules on his face clumped together as he smiled, and two of them even burst open.

It splattered disgusting pus.

"What are you laughing at!"

Yu Zixin suppressed the urge to vomit and questioned him sharply.

The man with the boil stopped laughing.

He leaned forward slightly, his murky, lifeless eyes fixed on Yu Zixin.

He stuck out his pale, coated tongue and licked his chapped lips: "Little girl, you're quite the actress."

"If you were an ordinary person, how could you possibly have found your way to the morgue at this hour?"

"Do you think I'm new to guarding this gate?"

"When ordinary people went up to the next level, they were already shivering from the cold air and turned around and ran away."

"But you followed the path of yin energy all the way down."

A glint of malice and greed flashed in the eyes of the cowardly man: "I didn't realize that you, such a delicate little girl, were actually a member of the Xuanmen!"

Yu Zixin's heart skipped a beat.

Finished!

You've been seen through!

My skills are still too shallow!

Not only did they fail to discover the other party's identity, they also completely exposed themselves!

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

Yu Zixin denied it to the death, clutching the yellow talisman in her pocket, ready to take action at any moment.

"It's okay if you don't know."

The man with the boil sneered repeatedly, slowly raising his withered hands. His fingernails were over an inch long, gleaming with a deathly black aura.

"Since you're so blind, why do you insist on coming down here to die?"

"And you've also discovered the secret of this place."

"Then you don't need to leave."

"Stay!"

"My precious little one is just missing a living, spirit-filled body as a medicinal ingredient, and you, with your delicate skin and tender flesh, are absolutely the perfect tonic!"

The voice just fell.

The man with the black nails suddenly swung his hands, like an eagle catching a chick, and grabbed directly at Yu Zixin's neck!