“Boom boom boom… boom boom boom…”
There was a knock on the door outside. Wang Ke, who was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, raised his head, straightened his clothes, and walked to the entrance. He glanced at the monitor and the camera outside captured an old man with a hunched back.
The old man lowered his head and his true face could not be seen clearly.
Wang Ke was not prepared to open the door.
But I only heard a "click" sound.
The door was opened.
Wang Ke took a step back and the old man appeared at the door.
A gust of cold wind blew from the door, and the temperature around it slowly dropped.
With a sound of "Baji",
The plastic bag in the old man's hand fell down, and some pickled cabbage, onions, ginger, garlic and other things spilled out of it.
"I'll cook and eat later."
The old man's voice was a little soft, not the kind of soft voice a little girl speaks, but more like the sound made by fluid accumulated in the throat.
Wang Ke took a deep breath. At this moment, he was even calm enough to take off his glasses, wipe them, and then put them back on. He said:
"Although I know the chances of convincing you are slim, I still have to try. I really have nothing to do with that hospital."
"oh."
The old man responded and raised his head. His skin began to wrinkle. Previously, there were only some age spots, but now, it had completely turned into shriveled elm bark.
Rough and cracked, the eye sockets were sunken, and there seemed to be a green flame flickering in the empty eyes.
"Who cares?"
The old man took a step forward, closing the distance between himself and Wang Ke.
"Others don't care about the lives of people like us, so why should I care about other people's lives?"
Watching the old man getting closer to him step by step, Wang Ke sighed, "I think I am still a good person, and I sympathize with your experience.
Although I don’t know what exactly happened to you…”
"Bang!"
Before Wang Ke could finish his nonsense, he was thrown to the ground. The old man's hand was so powerful that Wang Ke, a grown man, was like a chick in front of him.
The fall was really severe. Wang Ke's left arm was directly fractured and it was unknown how many ribs in his chest were broken.
"I'm sorry, I'm not a police officer. I don't want to talk about evidence when I do things."
The old man squatted down beside Wang Ke.
"In short, everyone in that photo and anyone related to that hospital must die."
After saying that, the old man reached out and patted Wang Ke on the face. The old man had several fingers missing, and green pus kept oozing out of the broken parts, which looked very disgusting.
Wang Ke let out a long sigh, enduring the intense pain, and seemed to have accepted his fate.
At this moment, the old man raised his head and looked at the stairs. Wang Ke's wife was standing there, staring blankly at everything below. The woman had changed out of her pajamas and was now wearing sportswear. It seemed that she had originally planned to go out for a morning run.
"Go back and sleep well. I won't kill women."
The old man grinned grimly, stood up, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Ke's ankle. He walked in front and Wang Ke, who was being dragged, followed behind. The two of them entered the kitchen together.
Wang Ke's wife came down from upstairs and stood at the kitchen door.
The old man looked at the woman at the door with some surprise. He seemed to be prepared for the situation, but he thought the woman would call the police, but she didn't.
She originally thought that the woman would use something to fight with her and save her husband, but she didn't.
The old man even felt that the woman's screaming, crying, begging, and running away were understandable, but the woman's subsequent reaction was somewhat jaw-dropping.
The woman stayed at the kitchen door for a moment, then turned around and brought in the sauerkraut and other ingredients the old man had brought. She took out various seasonings from the small kitchen cabinet and began to help the old man wash the pots and bowls.
Wang Ke, who was lying on the ground, saw this scene, wiped his face with his hand, and said helplessly:
"Wife, you're sick again."
The old man was a little confused by the woman's behavior. Since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. The old man picked up Wang Ke, pressed his neck into the sink, turned on the faucet, and began to rinse with cold water.
The woman on the side picked up a knife, but instead of chopping the old man, she started to help him cut garlic and onions at a very fast speed, showing her cooking skills. At the same time, she opened the gas valve, poured oil into the pot, and lit the fire.
It was actually very clear why the old man brought so many side dishes, and the woman seemed to be helping the old man.
In the kitchen, there is harmony, everyone is doing their job, everyone is preparing to cook a delicious dish, and everyone is working hard towards it.
Wang Ke did not resist either, for he knew that he could not resist any more.
The old man reached out, grabbed Wang Ke's hair, and lifted his head up. Then, the old man used his fingernails to move continuously on the skin on Wang Ke's face.
It's like a customer going to a mall to buy meat and choosing which part of the meat to buy.
“First fry it, then make soup with the bones, it’s delicious.”
Wang Ke's wife stood by and spoke to the old man. She spoke very seriously, which showed that she had thought it over carefully. At the same time, she swallowed her saliva because she was a little hungry.
The old man seemed to be somewhat accustomed to the victim's wife who was always mumbling. He actually thought about it and finally agreed with Wang Ke's wife's opinion.
The old man was about to cut the meat with his fingernails, but Wang Ke's wife took the initiative to hand him a kitchen knife and signaled the old man to use it.
She pointed at the old man's nails and said, "It's dirty and unhygienic."
Housewives with extensive kitchen experience know that the freshness of ingredients often determines the quality of a dish. They must be as strict and meticulous as possible in treating the ingredients and not let any external factors affect the taste of the ingredients. This is to be responsible for themselves and their families.
The old man, who had already become a corpse ghost, "ate" more than a dozen people in the hospital in succession to replenish himself, and could be considered a glutton in this field.
He knew very well that a person's gender, age, working environment and body shape often determined the taste of the dishes. The old man took a fancy to Wang Ke, who had a lot of lean meat on his body, was nearly middle-aged, did not look greasy, and had well-developed bones, making him very suitable for consumption.
This was a gift from nature, and the old man knew clearly the secret of how to cook this dish. This was the last person he planned to kill, so he planned to reward himself in a more grand way.
He believed that in this way he could soothe the anger and sadness he experienced before his death, and that this was the magical effect of food.
The green flames in the old man's eyes shook for a while, and he took the knife. However, he did not have many fingers, so he seemed a little unstable when he picked up the knife, but he still held the handle with his remaining fingers.
Wang Ke was shaking, and the old man could only turn around and hit Wang Ke on the back of the head with the back of the knife. Wang Ke fainted immediately, just like killing a fish by knocking it unconscious.
then,
The old man's knife fell!
“Bang!”
A crisp sound,
The knife in the old man's hand flew down, and a long tongue came out from nowhere, like a whip, hitting the old man's wrist and sweeping the knife away.
Wang Ke's wife turned around and looked behind her.
The old man also looked towards the kitchen door, where a little loli was standing.
The little girl opened her mouth with half of her tongue sticking out. The kitchen knife was at her feet. Her eyes were shining and she looked intimidating. However, one of her hands had actually grabbed the door frame to support her body. It was obvious that she was already at the end of her strength and was on the verge of collapse.
Wang Ke's wife looked at the little girl, waved gently, and said:
"Rui Rui is awake, come, go brush your teeth and wash your face, and then have some soup.
This soup is made with my father’s meat. It tastes delicious. The bowl is filled with my father’s love.”
The little Loli glanced at the woman in front of her with a complicated look. She was still there, extremely excited.
The old man turned his head slightly and stared at the little Loli.
"The underworld is in order, and the underworld can be crossed!"
Little Loli pulled herself together.
The tongue in the mouth stretched out again,
"The world of the living is not a place for a lonely ghost like you to run wild. You are just a corpse ghost, and you are not qualified to jump out!"
The tongue shot out again and hit the old man in the chest.
There was only a crisp sound of "click".
The old man's chest caved in and he flew backwards, hitting the tiled wall. A dent appeared on the wall behind him, and a large crack appeared.
But the old man with the hole in his chest slowly got up again.
His nails were long and black, and pus began to drip from the corners of his mouth, but he still stood up again and continued to look at the little girl:
"Is there really... Huangquan?"
The old man was a little confused.
He seemed to be thinking of his relatives.
Everyone has a complex about the underworld, because in the process of growing up, everyone will always encounter the departure of their loved ones.
In the eyes of Chinese people, Huangquan is a place to express grief.
The little loli stretched out her tongue again, but it was obvious that the force this time was much weaker than last time.
The old man stretched out his hands and grabbed the tongue. Although his body shook, he was not thrown away again. Then, his nails began to cut the long tongue frantically.
"puff!"
Broken tongue,
The little Loli knelt on the ground, her body convulsing, and the light in the depths of her eyes was sometimes clear and sometimes confused.
She finally escaped from Chengdu.
Unexpectedly, a shapeless corpse ghost took advantage of this time to knock on his door!
If this kind of person dared to offend me at any other time, I would definitely destroy him completely!
"You are... a ghost messenger? Is there really a netherworld and a hell?"
The old man looked horrible, with a big hole in his chest and pus all over his body. He first muttered to himself, and then began to roar like a madman:
"Since there is a Hades, since there is a hell, then why don't those who should go to hell go to hell
Those evil people, those sinners, can still continue to harm people in the world!
I... I... I'm going to eat you all, you useless people, you who are just sitting there doing nothing,
Chop it all up and throw it into the pot to cook!"
As the old man spoke, he picked up the unconscious Wang Ke again, and at the same time, with a "clang", he swept the original pot away, and the blue flame on the gas stove was still rising.
The old man grinned and pretended to push Wang Ke's head into the flames.
The little girl raised her head with difficulty.
Scolding:
"How long are you going to stand by and watch? I understand that you don't want me to come back alive, but can you even watch your childhood friend die without saving him?"
"I really didn't expect you to be back."
Zhou Ze walked out from the entrance. He walked up to the little girl and looked at her kneeling on the ground with her butt sticking out.
Inexplicably, I felt a kind of low-level pleasure in my heart, like a low-level extra who couldn't survive more than half an episode.
In short, villains will become rampant when they succeed!
You have come to this day too.
"Come, uncle, touch me."
As he spoke, Zhou Ze reached out and rubbed the little Loli's head.
hey-hey,
You actually have this day.
The little girl bit her lips tightly, her eyes showing shame and anger, and she uttered two words:
"Save people."
"Do you really think of him as your father?"
Zhou Ze was a little surprised.
Zhou Ze knew that she was injured, and she could have stayed away from going downstairs, but she still showed up. It seemed that his childhood friend was not really useless, as a ghost was willing to risk his life to save him.
Looking back at myself,
Now he is a real villain.
I feel like I'm nothing.
Testing whether the little Loli had returned was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, but if Zhou Ze had entered the scene earlier, Wang Ke would at least not have suffered physical pain.
Zhou Ze was also a little dazed. It seemed that people did change.
I used to be so kind and righteous, a doctor is like a parent.
I seem to be much more selfish now than before.
Of course, Zhou Ze had no choice but to be cautious. The existence of the little Loli was a thorn in his side, and he had to treat it with caution.
The old man was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhou Ze come in, but when he saw that Zhou Ze ignored him and was only talking to the little girl and didn't even look at him, he didn't hesitate and continued to push Wang Ke's head towards the flames.
“Oh my!”
There was a shout from outside the kitchen window.
Next,
A slender white figure smashed the window glass and flew in, knocking the old man to the ground. Wang Ke also rolled to the side and avoided being roasted, at least for the time being.
The old man quickly jumped up and grabbed the white figure. For a moment, dull noises continued to be heard in the kitchen, as if two people were swinging sledgehammers and smashing something desperately.
Next,
It's a battle between domesticated and wild animals.