Gao Qi immediately swears, and draws the knife from his waist.
The knife was brought with him before he went out, the one he used to self-define when he was sleepwalking. He intuition that there is nothing good in the town, don't put it on the waist just in case, he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.
He Gao Qi has always valued his friends, and he will chop off anyone's hand who doesn't move his eyes around his brother.
No joke.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to pierce the tip of his knife, he was snatched by another person.
The hand was slender and strong, and it grabbed the "patient"'s bloody arm covered with sores and twisted it in the opposite direction.
Just heard a "click".
The rotten hand twitched a few times, fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled around three times.
…
Everyone was stunned, including Gao Qi, who was holding a knife.
He was stunned and looked at the ruthless man.
Who else is it if it's not Qin Qiu? !
He pursed the corners of his mouth, shook off the blood on his hands without much care, and then turned to Yang Shu and said, "I remember you brought a tissue?"
The domineering Miss Yang was shocked by what he just did, she mechanically took out the bag from the pleats of her skirt, and handed him the tissue.
And Qin Qiu actually said a gentleman: "Thank you."
Gao Qi: "???"
"Why are you arresting him?" Miss Yang finally couldn't hold back and said what was in her heart for Gao Qi.
Qin Qiu didn't lift his eyelids, he took out two pieces of paper and said, "The Black Death can't be dragged on for so long. Besides, you just said that no matter how rotten it is, you won't be able to live like this. There's nothing wrong with removing your arm. Are you going to give him injections and medicines?"
Yang Shuxin said who talked to you about the incurable problem? Is this the point? ?
But before she could speak, a scream rang out.
The patient who had his hands removed reacted with hindsight, and his crying face changed instantly.
His screams woke up all the "patients" in the house, and the howls became more and more.
The candidates were startled and covered their ears subconsciously.
The next second, the patients who were curled up in the quilt came out and grabbed the candidates in front of the bed with bloody hands.
For a time, exclamations and screams filled the entire church.
Qin Qiu felt a hand hooked around his neck, his fingers clenched into fists so as not to rub against his face.
Then he was dragged, and he went around the square high column on the side, and stuck it behind the column.
You Huo withdrew his arm from Qin Jiu's neck, frowned and said, "Are you crazy?"
"You said this?" Qin Jiu raised his blood-stained hand, "I've always been crazy, don't you know?"
The stained-glass windows of the church were high above, and only a few strands of the gloomy sky light pierced through the glass.
One of Qin Qiu's eyes fell into the light, and he blocked Youyou's sight like a joke and said, "Don't stare at me like that. According to what the nun said, you are already infected, are you afraid?"
Confused: "Not afraid."
The illness in the exam, I know it will never go anywhere normally.
But he has even entered the coffin, and is still afraid of the so-called "infectious disease"
"That's fine."
"Sick and lonely, great examiner." Qin Jiu shook off the tissue, handed one over, and said, "I'll be your companion."
You Huo was suddenly scratched in his heart.
***
The church was in chaos and chaos.
On the one hand, the candidates are afraid, and on the other hand, they have scruples—
Hit it, I'm afraid that if I touch the sores, I will become a rotten person.
Don't fight, when will this be chased
Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong are quite skilled.
But two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that there are more than forty hands that are comparable to biochemical weapons.
They pressed four "patients" on the bed and entangled two more with the quilt.
Yang Shu was not from the army, so he definitely couldn't fight.
But neither she nor Zhou Qi were holding back. The two girls were agile and soft, and they even knocked down one of them with high heels while dodging.
But they don't have the upper hand after all.
These patients are dying, and they still want something.
"Fuck! The knife is too short!"
The two black blooded men slammed their heads over, Gao Qi cursed angrily, and took Zhao Jiatong behind him.
He subconsciously turned his head and closed his eyes, thinking in his heart: Isn't it fucking infection! come! Have the ability to face the face!
At the critical moment, I heard a "dong" sound.
The expected flesh and blood did not stick to his face, but there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
Gao Qi opened his eyes.
I saw that the two "infected" bigwigs crossed a bar, swung the stretcher bed and went to the rotten people.
The so-called strong are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal is afraid of death.
Don't let me die... I'm afraid of being strong, tyrannical, and deadly.
You Huo and Qin Jiu are like "breaking the jar and breaking the jar", and there are no taboos.
Those patients fought with sores all over their bodies, and the truth was far worse than these two.
So it took only 15 minutes before and after, and the dimly lit chapel was "refreshed".
Most of the beds were crooked and broken, and the so-called "patients" were put into sheets and quilts one by one, and they were wrapped from their feet to their necks, revealing only their rotten heads.
Twenty-five people piled together in the open space, at first glance, it looked like a set of bowling balls.
Youhuo held an iron square stool and stood in front of one of them with a cold face, forming a silent threat.
patient:"… "
He moved his eyes, looked up, and met the gaze of another great devil.
Qin Qiu stood behind him, put one hand on his shoulder through the quilt, bent over and asked, "That nun walked in a hurry and said it in too general terms. It's a bit difficult for us to understand, so I'll ask you for advice. What kind of disease is this?"
patient:"… "
He suspected that if he said the wrong word, the stool in front of him would swing up, and the one behind him would directly wring his head off with his chin.
The students next to him were already drunk.
On the one hand, I feel that it is not cool, on the other hand, I feel a little trance...
Gao Qi said to Zhao Jiatong with a complicated expression: "Hey, these two... tsk, it's very embarrassing for a peaceful middle-aged man like me."
Zhao Jiatong: "Why is it difficult?"
"Looking at it this way, we are more like villains, don't you think?" Gao Qi clenched his fists and whispered a slogan: "Justice will eventually triumph over evil - we are that evil."
Zhao Jiatong: "..."
It's kinda like...
Zhao Jiatong said, "Should they change the way of asking?"
Gao Qi said: "That won't work, I'll be polite."
Smashed or twisted
This is a sending proposition.
The patient murmured for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "It's not the Black Death..."
Yang Shu folded his arms and rolled his eyes: "Nonsense."
"There used to be the Black Death in town, but it's over. Damn people are dead and burnt clean. It snows all season in winter, it freezes and the disease is gone. Dead in town. There are not as many people as there are in Kelton Castle..." The patient said slowly.
His eyeballs were so big that they seemed to fall out of their sockets when he turned them twice.
For a few moments, the left and right eye rotations are not even the same.
Yang Shu frowned beside him, turned his head to look at the light in the castle, and walked away quietly with bare feet.
The patient went on: "If you speak of the Black Death, the duke managed to get through it."
Another patient next to him also said in a hoarse voice, "Not only that, the duke, the lady, the children, the housekeeper, and the servants... there are many more."
"That's right, the Black Death spread quickly. Those doctors wearing masks and black robes couldn't stop themselves from top to bottom. Who can avoid the people in the castle?"
Those patients looked like dead people, and their speech was even more ghostly.
Many candidates heard goosebumps, but no one interrupted.
"Later, after a long time, news came from the castle, saying that the Duke found a witch doctor, and his illness is about to recover. Maybe he hopes to accumulate virtue and do good deeds? We have given food to each of our households." The patient Say.
"Yes, I remember... We were not invited to the castle because we were afraid of contagion. Fresh beef and mutton and vats of wine were delivered. After the Black Death, we ate so well for the first time. I seem to have eaten that day. I was so full that I vomited twice in the night and got a fever…”
Hearing this, You Huo asked, "Is there a problem with the food?"
The patient shook his head and said, "No, I am the only one who has been sick for a few days, and the others are fine."
Other patients chimed in.
"I have a fever over and over again, and after a few days, maybe my body is not good, and a blood sore will develop, and it will grow into a large area. Later... I... "
The patient tilted his head for a long time and said, "I forgot... It seems that I have been sick in this church."
Not cured, he has been lying in the church.
The number of people around him gradually increased, and like him, they were covered in sores and bloody.
"From time to time, a wave of doctors will come, just like you. But we can't remember the specifics... Maybe some scratched to death? Maybe some infected?"
One of the candidates finally couldn't help it and asked, "Are you guys... still alive?"
The patient was at a loss for a moment and said, "I forgot."
It's been too long, and the torture has been too long.
They have forgotten if they are still alive...
Yang Shu's voice suddenly came: "You come to me."
You Huo straightened up and followed the sound to look over. Yang Shu turned to the corner of the church at some point.
Above her head, there is the largest colored window in the church.
You Huochong tilted his head over there and said to Qin Qiu, "Go and have a look."
The two finally let go of the patient and walked to Yang Shu's side one after the other, and other candidates also gathered around.
Looking up close, they realized that the painted window was not a crucifixion picture, which is often seen in churches, but a man in a hood and mask, surrounded by candles.
The light from the sky outside came in through the candles. From this angle, the wrapped patients were no longer human, and there was no flesh and blood on their faces, only the white skulls.
Those skulls just stared blankly at the crowd with their dark eyes open.
Gao Qi cursed and said, "I know that any history question is a pretense. Which history has such a long history?"
The Black Death is false, witchcraft is true.
One of the candidates said seriously while trembling: "Maybe I have read too many conditioned reflexes in novels. I feel this is like a curse."
Another candidate asked: "When the sun shines, it looks like a skeleton... How to cure this disease? How to free them? Kill them all?"
You Huo thought for a while, then turned to ask Qin Qiu, "I'm going to tie the nun, are you going?"
Qin Qiu laughed: "How could such a bad thing be without me."
Other candidates: "???"
Gao Qi said, "I'll go too."
Qin Qiu asked, "Have you been infected?"
Gao Qi said, "No."
"Unfortunately, I have." Qin Qiu patted his shoulder with a smile: "Just be honest."
Gao Qi: "..."
Is there anything to be proud of to be infected? ?
Chapter 83 Mischief ┃ He is just here to lure the other party into making a little mistake, and doesn't want to put himself in it.
"...Since we have been sent here, and the number of patients is equal, there is always something we can do, right? I mean, didn't the nun say it? There are doctors who can help patients recover from strange diseases. The liberation from the middle, although very few, is not zero.”
After You Huo and Qin Jiu left, the candidates did not relax.
They try to get more information from the patient's mouth, or find more clues in the church.
Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong became the leaders of the group.
"These patients are all like this. The so-called treatment is definitely not in the literal sense." Gao Qi looked at the carvings at the bottom of the stone pillar and said, "Look for them all, and share what you find as much as possible."
Zhao Jiatong added: "Find things related to patients first, after all, they are the key to the current topic, although they have already..."
She wanted to say, "No one is a ghost or a ghost," but in the end, she was sympathetic, and changed her words: "I can't remember what happened, but there will always be some traces left, and there may be hidden hints."
"Makes sense."
"Come on, let's find them separately."
The candidates responded one after another and dispersed to every corner of the church.
To Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong's surprise, an unfamiliar candidate asked them, "What about those two? Are you really letting them go out like this? It won't happen, right?"
People are always like this. They prefer to shrink in a safe area in a dangerous environment. They have figured out the inside of the church, which is much safer than the unknown area.
In their opinion, although those two are very powerful, going out is still full of danger.
Gao Qixin said that the boss of the first-generation invigilator and the boss of the second-generation invigilator got together, what were they afraid of
However, he remained humble for a while, and said comfortably, "Those two are very stable, they know what they know, and if they encounter anything, they will come back for help as soon as possible."
After the candidates left, Zhao Jiatong suddenly sighed.
Gao Qi: "What?"
"It's quite surprising."
"Where is the accident?"
"In the past two years, the exams have become more and more tricky, and even unreasonable." Zhao Jiatong said: "Many times, it is obvious that they want to trap everyone here. This kind of environment generally makes candidates develop negatively. I thought they would be more indifferent and more indifferent. … a bit more animalistic.”
Selfishness is the lightest.
Some people will be full of malice in order to survive.
She didn't expect that the candidates she met would be unanimous, willing to share information, and worried about some unfamiliar companion.
Gao Qi thought for a while and said, "Because I haven't reached that level, at least the exam hasn't come yet."
"Too."
Gao Qi touched the stone pillar, and after a while he said, "When you say that, I can suddenly understand why A is always so outrageous."
Zhao Jiatong was taken aback: "Why?"
"I don't think his character is so eye-catching in everything. Although he is very arrogant, he may have a madness in his bones that I didn't realize before, but it's not like this."
Zhao Jiatong nodded: "Yes, to be honest, I was quite surprised. I almost thought it was brought by 001."
Gao Qi said: "Maybe he just wanted to make the exam look less scary? It's even a little pediatric, like a joke. Let the candidates in the same field feel that it is far from the level of giving up human nature to fight."
Zhao Jiatong was thoughtful.
Gao Qi paused for a moment, and then said with a complicated expression: "So 001 was so lawless when he was a candidate, maybe he thought so too?"
If this is the case, he can understand why the two are so close now.
Suddenly, Zhou Qi's voice came not far away: "Brother Qi, Sister Tong, come and see."
They looked up.
She and Yang Shu were squatting beside a rolled stretcher bed.
Yang Shu pointed to the bottom of the bed and said, "There is blood."
When everyone heard the words, they all gathered around and saw crooked handwriting on the bottom of the bed.
It can be imagined from these handwritings that a certain patient once hid under the bed and left this sentence with his bloody fingers when he was still conscious—
The nun and the duke are devils and lunatics! they killed me...
…
***
The back door of the church leads to a dilapidated garden.
There are promenades on both sides, and a spire is a hut when you walk through it.
You Huo and Qin Jiu swept all the way, but found no trace of the nun and Patient 26, but the door of the spire was left with a crack.
The two looked at each other and walked in silently.
This house should have been uninhabited for a long time, and there was a thick layer of ash everywhere.
The mirrors, candlesticks, tables and chairs are all covered with milky white cobwebs, exuding a slight musty smell.
Qin Qiu swept away the dust in front of him, and turned around against the tip of his nose.
Youhuo looked disgusted and coughed twice.
He hooked open the drawers and wooden boxes with his fingertips, rummaged for a moment, and suddenly caught his eye on an old book.
The books in the house were either placed on the bookshelves or kept in wooden boxes, except for the one on the hearth of the fireplace, with uneven edges and corners, and it was torn at a glance.
He opened the book and read a few pages.
"What did you find?" Qin Jiu came over and asked quietly.
"A book of witch doctors." You Huo pointed to the dim inscription on the title page: "Father's, blood splattered and missing pages."
Coincidentally, the missing pages, from the previous point, are about some kind of resurrection sorcery.
According to the book, this is a very evil witchcraft, and it needs to pay the price of flesh and blood at the same time of resurrection, which is extremely tragic.
The content came to an abrupt end here in the preface, and the next ten pages were destroyed, with traces of tearing and burning.
It's pretty obvious -
Since they came here until now, there has been no trace of the priest. I am afraid it is not dead, but in those 26 patients.
... maybe the missing one.
The only person in charge here is a nun, but there is no trace of her residence in the entire church.
Either she lives elsewhere in town, or she's not normal at all.
Suddenly, a whimper broke the silence of the hut.
muffled sound...
Qin Qiu listened for a moment, then pointed his finger to the floor, and whispered, "Below."
The voice came from somewhere underground, and there should be a basement hidden here.
They found the trapdoor under the desk, and to keep it out of the way, they took off their tuxedos and draped them over the bed—the only place that wasn't cobwebbed.
Silk shirts and boots are still not suitable for brawls, but they are not so restrained.
Under the trapdoor were long stone steps, dark and damp.
At the end there are a few long alleys.
The wind from the ground came from nowhere, and the fire on the stone wall flickered slightly.
They could vaguely hear the woman's hoarse whispers, passing through the narrow alleys, coming and going, very haunted.
There are piles of bones in the alley.
I heard that there are such alleys under some ancient castles in Europe, where people who died of the Black Death are piled up.
You Huo frowned, made a gesture to Qin Qiu, and followed the voice to go deeper.
There are several rooms hidden in the depths, hooped by iron fences, it should be a dungeon.
The first room was covered with moldy grass, and a few animals were paralyzed in the haystack. Their bodies were undulating. They should still be alive, but they were not far from death.
Youhuo looked at it with a probe, and said to Qin Qiu with his mouth: "Two pigs, four goats, and one snake."
Qin Qiu: "It's very unique to keep pets underground."
Youyou: "...the taste is more unique."
He held his breath with a sullen face.
The nun's voice was just ahead, across the rough stone walls of a dungeon.
She pressed her throat and said hoarsely, "There are only five missing, only five sacrifices are missing. Why do you always think about running away?"
Another voice whimpered and trembled.
"Look, the other patients are so good. Only you, do you know what you are like now?" the nun asked softly.
The moaning stopped, and he said tremblingly: "I know... I know, it's written in the book, I remember very clearly, using that kind of sorcery has to pay the price of flesh and blood, and you all passed the price on us... I should, I should … not very human.”
"I'm a little surprised to remember so many things." The nun giggled and said, "But it's not that you're not very human, but you can't be called human at all. You know what it will be when the sun shines on you outside. Is it a sight? On your hands, your hands are bones, and on your face, your face is a skull. It's midsummer, and if you go out and stand in the sun all over, you'll frighten the townspeople crazy."
"It's up to you," the voice whimpered. "You, and the duke, are the curse you deserve."
The nun said, "Yeah, thanks to all of you kind people for helping us out of this pain. So be it..."
There was a screeching sound in the dungeon, like a large skirt swiping across a stone surface.
"I'll give you a relief in advance, so you don't always run around. And your mental strength is unexpectedly strong, yes... It's very good. Why didn't I find out before?" The nun said: "Exactly, this woman I'm tired of using my identity, I want to change back to a man."
"No, no candles... please, no candles." The moaner said incoherently: "You can't, I'm rotten, rotten, bloodless. You're useless if you change it."
The nun said: "It seems that you stole the book and didn't read it carefully. It is a curse that you turn into bones in the sun. I will find a body for you, so you don't have to be so tattered. How good, you put Lend me your body, I'll turn the curse on this nun, how about she go back to the hospital bed instead of you?"
"Don't... don't! You'll chop me, chop me, I've seen the Duke do that!"
"No, I promise." The nun's persuasion was a little tricky: "The Duke just used the wrong method at the beginning, which caused him to change his body piece by piece, but this is also because he is too picky, etc. He finds a body that's perfect and strong enough, and I think...he'll try not to make it so ugly."
The missing "patient" was still sobbing and saying "No, please," repeatedly, but the nun ignored him.
You Huo and Qin Zhu sneaked over, quietly leaned against the wall, and glanced.
In the dungeon, the nun had disheveled hair and was placing candles around a bloody man.
The flame of the candle suddenly jumped, turning red and eerie.
The nun stroked the top of the blood man's head with her fingers, bent down, closed her eyes, and said a few words in a low voice.
At the moment when the flame of the candle trembled wildly, You Huo bent his finger at Qin Qiu and made a gesture.
Kidnapping
together.
***
When the two gentlemen went straight to the dungeon without any scruples, a tall and thin figure passed through the side door of the church and got into the dusty hut.
It was none other than Douglas, the Duke's butler.
With an old face on his face, he coughed a few times, and his eyes fell on the dress beside the bed.
"Ah... I got it." Douglas whispered, "Not wearing a dress during the day is a small mistake that makes the master not very happy."
But it seemed that the two gentlemen had strayed into the dungeon.
If you are robbed by the witch doctor, it will be a bit miserable...
Gee, poor man.
Douglas muttered to himself.
He found the trapdoor familiarly, followed the stone ladder down the dungeon, and tried to get the two gentlemen back before the witch doctor could do anything.
Douglas heard a noise as he crossed the long alley, and involuntarily quickened his pace.
He thought he would see something like this: the two gentlemen were bound, kneeling in a dungeon, trembling and pleading, the witch doctor in the nun's skin, standing among the candles, with his hands on their heads, laughing. Waiting for the other party to contribute their bodies.
And when he really stood in front of the iron fence, the real scene came into his eyes, and he almost didn't catch his breath.
There are candles.
People are also complete.
It's just the opposite...
The person kneeling in the circle is the witch doctor, and the two gentlemen are holding her.
A bloody patient was dizzy in the next corner, the former priest.
In the candle circle, besides the witch doctor, there was also a pig.
One of the two gentlemen put their knees on the witch doctor's back, and the other took the witch doctor's hand and rested it on the pig's head.
The witch doctor is going crazy.
Douglas is going crazy too.
What's frightening is that the two gentlemen heard his movement for the first time and turned their heads together.
One of them tilted his head and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence, here's another one."
Another said: "Then I'll grab another one."
Grab a what
Butler doesn't want to know...
He just came to lure the other party into making a little mistake, and didn't want to put himself in it.
no way!