Dong Zheng and Allen briefly discussed the division of labor, starting with the cabinets on the left wall, and then pulling out the cabinet compartments one by one to check.
Generally, when you pull it out, you can clearly feel that there are people inside. Dong Zheng pulled seven or eight in a row, and only three contained corpses, which were basically complete, and the death state was not very scary. Soon they checked the wall, and still nothing.
Just as they started to search for the corpse locker facing the door, there was a sudden muffled thud from the cabinet on the farthest right, one by one, slowly and heavily.
Dong Zheng was pulling the hand of the compartment for a while, and looked at Alan, all seeing the heavy "finally here" in the eyes of the other party.
"I knew this would happen." Allen pushed back the cabinet in his hand, because the huge fluctuations in his heart were a little out of control, and he made a loud "bang".
After a short silence, the cabinet in front of them also made a series of unpleasant noises, and they began to tremble with the impact.
Bang, bang!
Dong Zheng took two steps back, took a deep breath, tried to keep his voice steady, and said to Alan, who was terrified, "You woke them all up."
"I didn't do it on purpose." Allen raised his hands and stared innocently at his blue eyes. He hesitated, and said weakly, "Uh... Let's hurry up and search. If we don't move fast enough, it always feels that something terrible will happen. "
The two of them used the fastest speed to pull open all the cabinets that did not make a sound to check, and finally looked at the only eleven drawers that were left, and fell into silence.
Allen asked tentatively, "How about... one person and five first?"
Dong Zheng looked indifferent: "You woke them up, you come."
Allen hurriedly said: "It's still five for one person, it's faster, and there's nothing to be afraid of. You see, there are dead people inside, and we also died in reality, so in a sense we and the people inside Like brothers, they are all moving dead people, right?"
Dong Zhengcai didn't want to be like zombies: "I don't think I'm dead in this state."
The sound of the collision in the corpse locker on the right was getting louder and louder, and the situation was not good. Dong Zheng stopped wasting time arguing with Allen, and directly opened a corpse-spoofing compartment at hand.
He quickly pulled the drawer out, and before the living dead inside could react, he quickly glanced inside. After confirming that there was nothing, he closed the compartment neatly. Before the zombies inside could respond, they were locked in again.
"Sorry to interrupt."
The corpses are all placed head-in and feet-out, so there is no direct face-to-face with them. Seeing Dong Zheng start, Alan stopped dawdling, resisting fear and reluctance to open the cabinet door.
All that was left in the morgue for a while was the sound of banging and the sound of cabinets being opened and closed, so suppressed that it almost drove people crazy.
Dong Zheng put his hand on the handle of the third cabinet door and was about to pull it open when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his temple, which made him feel nauseated, as if someone had stabbed a needle in it and stirred it violently again. .
He groaned, almost losing his sense of distance in a trance. The door of the corpse cabinet slowly slid out, but this time, Dong Zheng didn't respond immediately.
When Allen realized what happened, it was already too late, the lively dead man had already sat up, and rushed towards Dong Zheng with his big mouth flowing with black saliva!
"Be careful!"
The moment Alan shouted, Dong Zheng endured the discomfort, grabbed its neck with quick eyes and quickly, shoved the corpse into the compartment before it opened its mouth to bite, and quickly closed it!
One leg of the corpse was still squeezed outside and twitched a few times. Allen helped lift the leg and stuff it back into the compartment, and finally closed it completely.
"what happened?"
Dong Zheng frowned and pressed his temple with one hand, feeling the sudden throbbing there, took a deep breath and said, "Sudden headache."
"It's too late for you to hurt, and you almost died." Allen had lingering fears, the key he just found was hanging on his finger, and now there is no joy in finally finding it, he hurried to the door of the mortuary and opened the key Rusty big lock.
What's going on with Cui Zuojing
The distance is too far, and there are many staggered spaces. Dong Zheng has no way to know the specific situation of Cui Zuojing. Only the intensifying headache tells him that Cui Zuojing has been away from him for too long.
If he doesn't come back, he really won't be able to hold on anymore.
Dong Zheng followed behind Allen and walked out of the mortuary. Before he took the last step, he heard a loud bang, and the corpse on the right side of the cabinet slammed open the door of the cabinet, and fell to the ground with a "thump"!
As if they had received some kind of order, the corpses on the gurney also sat up straight one after another, and the white cloth covering them slowly fell, revealing the pale and stiff faces of men, women and children.
They turned their heads in unison, opened their dark eyes, and stared at the two people at the door. The incandescent tube flashed twice and then suddenly went out.
"what!"
In the sudden darkness, Allen let out a short scream like a girl, turned around without hesitation and ran away.
Dong Zheng was pulled down by him, but he did not flee immediately, but quickly closed the narrow door of the mortuary, and locked it simply as the door vibrated violently.
Allen ran faster than a rabbit, and was almost out of sight. Dong Zheng hurried to catch up. He had just run two steps, and the headache that had just been ignored by him because of nervousness and fear was intensified, causing him to A staggered foot.
what to do...
Dong Zheng took a deep breath and pinched hard on his leg, letting another kind of pain force a sober mind to follow Alan.
The two elevators that ran to the other side of the corridor stopped. The elevator door was broken and wide open, and a faint red light could be seen in the elevator shaft. Allen looked at it with a probe. The elevator was hanging between the first and second floors and was stuck to death by a large group of plants.
"walk the stair?"
Dong Zheng snorted, the two turned around and pushed open the closed door of the stairwell, Dong Zheng immediately held his breath in the flying dust, but still couldn't hold back his nose and coughed twice.
Naturally, there was not much light in the stairwell, and the sign of "safe passage" vaguely pointed out the direction.
The only things that can be brought into the box are things that have been obtained from other boxes, as well as certain items such as clothing, food, water, or a small number of weapons specially made by the weapons maker.
And Dong Zheng Ailun has never obtained any lighting tools and weapons here, so he can only explore in the dark with his bare hands.
The door of the mortuary is locked, and there is no need to worry about possible dangers from below. The air in the stairwell is extremely dull because of the lack of circulation for a long time, and plants growing in the corners can be seen everywhere.
The two walked upstairs in silence, neither of them noticing that not long after they passed, the vines originally wrapped around the handrail of the stairs moved slowly in their direction like poisonous snakes lurking in the shadows.
On the wall at the corner sat a half-remaining corpse, wearing a hospital gown, whose face and age had been air-dried. Part of his legs disappeared, and a dense mass of weeds grew from the severed limbs, like a strange potted plant.
"Okay, I can probably understand the relationship between this place and plants." The surroundings were too quiet, and Allen said in a subconscious voice: "Realistic version of Plants vs. Zombies? Parasitic?"
It was as if he was afraid that a louder voice would disturb something.
Dong Zheng shook his head, there were too few clues, and all his thoughts can only be guesses until now.
Dong Zheng walked around the corpse and just took two steps up when he suddenly heard a woman's voice: "I'll be discharged from the hospital in three days."
The voice was very light and soft, like a whisper in a lover's ear, and it was also very close, sticking to the side of his face. In an instant, Dong Zheng was frozen, and all his cold hairs stood up. Allen in front didn't seem to hear it and was still walking up.
"Let's go to the park in the suburbs after leaving the hospital. Bring the child. I haven't been out for a long time." The voice murmured again, Dong Zheng lowered his head, and a thin hand stretched out from behind him, gently Grabbed his right arm, like a hold.
Dong Zheng closed his eyes hard and opened them again.
Not a hallucination.
I don't know how he saw this in near total darkness.
Despite the clothes, the place where the hand touched it still felt a biting chill. Dong Zheng took a deep breath, and without waiting for the woman to speak again, he stepped up three steps without hesitation, and used the fastest speed to catch up with the person in front of him. Allen.
The moment he broke away, a shrill cry exploded from behind him, and countless hands stretched out from the shadows, trying their best to grab something.
Dong Zheng's trousers were tightly clenched, and he ignored it at all. As he stepped forward, his dry and brittle fingers were unwilling to let go and be torn off, and Gululu rolled down the stairs.
Allen had already pushed open the stair door on the first floor and walked in. Dong Zheng finally glanced back when he left the stairwell. The plants in the glowing green light had filled the entire stairwell at some point. The ends of the branches and leaves grew out, and the palms were full of strange mouths with sharp teeth. The black flowers the size of the washbasin were trembling gently, making a woman-like sound.
He closed the door quickly.
The cold sweat had soaked the back of his shirt. Dong Zheng recalled everything just now, and his fingers were shaking uncontrollably.
As a staunch atheist who has received materialist education since childhood, he has never had similar fantasies in the first 26 years of his life, let alone fear of ghosts, but because of this, when the worldview completely collapses, the The fear is even more profound.
The first floor was finally no longer dark, and the long corridor was lit with lights. Allen breathed a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he found that Dong Zheng was pursing his lips tightly and his face was pale. what's wrong?"
"There was something in the stairwell just now." Dong Zheng whispered, "All the plants here may have wisdom. They will imitate humans, so be careful."
"Uh... I know." Allen stared at the point behind Dong Zheng, hesitating to say anything, his eyes slowly moved to the top of Dong Zheng's head, and a drop of cold sweat the size of a bean dripped from his forehead.
He swallowed hard and looked at Dong Zheng.
At the moment when the two eyes met, Dong Zheng immediately fell to the ground, and at the same time, there was a loud bang, the leaves of the gladiolus pierced through the place where Dong Zheng's head was originally, and the window glass was shattered with great force!
"Damn fuck! What the hell is this!" Allen screamed and put his hand up to help Dong Zheng get up, and the two rushed to the other end of the corridor in a hurry. As soon as he pushed open the double doors, Allen slammed into something before he could see clearly in front of him.