Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 41 Discovery

Early the next morning, the middle-aged man woke up from a coma and regained consciousness.

But he was still very weak, he was so hungry that he almost didn't even have the strength to speak, Li Mour went to the nursing home again, and brought back some food and water that Mo Haoxuan and the others abandoned there.

After smelling the food, the eyes of the middle-aged man almost glowed green, and he took it in his hand and swallowed it.

"How long has this guy been hungry... the food is too cruel."

Mo Haoxuan's face twitched slightly as he watched the middle-aged man devouring the food.

Refugees fleeing famine in film and television dramas can't play to this level.

"It's only three or four days at most, and he won't wake up so easily in a few more days."

Xiang Xuemin said to the side.

He remembered reading it somewhere, saying that humans would die if they didn't eat or drink water for a week, except for some special cases.

"Hey, why hasn't Du Bingqing come out yet, doesn't she want to eat?"

Wei Wen suddenly felt strange, Du Yujie came out, why Du Bingqing stayed in the room all the time.

She was really scared last night, so she slept in the same room with her cousin Mo Haoxuan and the others. Of course, Mo Haoxuan and Xiang Xuemin slept on the floor and gave the bed to her.

Hearing Wei Wen's words, a blush flashed across Du Yujie's face.

She sneaked a glance at Li Mour, who looked calm, and said falteringly, "My sister was so scared last night... she had a bit of insomnia, she fell asleep at an unknown time, and now she is sleeping deeply."

The others didn't notice the strangeness in her tone, only Wei Wen, who was also a girl, was more sensitive and looked at Li Mourn thoughtfully.

"No wonder, I didn't sleep well last night."

Xiang Xuemin sighed, the two dark circles under his eyes were unusually obvious.

He almost had a nightmare all night, as soon as he closed his eyes, he dreamed that several companions were chasing him with blood, which made him not sleep well all night.

While a few people were eating and chatting, the middle-aged man also quickly ate three pieces of bread and a bottle of water, and then lay there motionless.

Obviously, I was hungry for too long and ate too fast, and I felt full for a while.

Li Mour saw it, and said to several people: "You go out first, I have something to ask him."

Although they were a little curious, they all left the room without asking any further questions.

The room quickly fell silent.

"Are you okay?" Li Mour took a small stool and sat by the bed.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth, and it took a long time before he said, "Who... are you?"

Although his stomach was temporarily filled, his speech was still weak and his voice was a little hoarse.

"The one who rescued you."

Li Mour picked up another bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him.

"Save me?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned his head to look around.

"I didn't expect that I could come out of that ghost place alive..."

The wry smile and disappointment on his face showed that he didn't have the surprise and excitement of escaping from death.

"What did you meet there?" Li Mourn didn't ask this person's name and identity, which were of no use to him.

He just wanted to know what happened to the middle-aged man in the tomb.

Now it seems that this person clearly remembered some of the situation at that time, unlike Xiang Xuemin who just closed his eyes and didn't know anything.

After hesitating for a moment, the middle-aged man said: "I don't know what I encountered. It's too dark inside to see anything clearly. I only saw some vague shadows... But I can guarantee that those shadows are absolutely not human……"

In fact, his situation is similar to that of Xiang Xuemin. He encountered some unexplainable strange things while he was in the upper class, and then he was brought into the tomb in a coma.

But he was not as lucky as Xiang Xuemin. He was rescued immediately after the accident, and after being hung on the iron chain, he woke up intermittently several times.

"...Those black shadows hang us on the iron chain, and then seem to kill a person every other day...not simply kill us, but cut our blood vessels, let the blood flow out, bit by bit Drip into the pool below..."

The middle-aged man's face was pale, recalling the scene he saw at that time.

"...I woke up again later, and saw a person being taken off the iron chain by those black shadows. There was no reaction at all, and he should have died...

In the blur, I saw those black shadows divided that person into several pieces, and they were chanting some strange voices during the division process, and then put the divided bodies into the pool below one by one..."

Li Mour frowned, "Why does it sound like an evil ritual?"

Those black shadows that look like people should be Yin corpses, and they are indeed the same as ordinary people in the dark, except that they have a strong stench on their bodies.

The floating objects in the pool water seen at that time should be the severed limbs of the victims who were dismembered.

But he didn't understand why those ghost corpses followed such complicated steps to kill people, which was really strange.

"You're right, it really looks like some kind of evil ritual." The middle-aged man nodded, "I think it's more like a life sacrifice, except that the sacrifices used by those black shadows are not pigs and sheep, but living people."

Li Mourn was silent.

The middle-aged man said it well, it really looks like a life sacrifice.

The custom of life sacrifice was very common in the past, but with the development of the times and the advancement of thought, this relatively brutal and bloody sacrifice method has gradually been eliminated.

Even so, this method of life sacrifice is still preserved in some remote parts of the empire today.

But human beings sacrifice to gods or ancestors, so what are those ghost corpses offering sacrifices to?

"Do you know a man named Wang Shitang?" Li Mourn couldn't figure out what was going on for a while, so he asked about his cousin first.

"Old Wang?" The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, "Who are you?"

Seeing his reaction, Li Mour knew that the trip was not in vain.

This middle-aged man is obviously in the same group as Wang Shitang.

"I'm his nephew." Li Mourn said, "His mobile phone has been unable to get through four days ago, and I came here specifically to find him."

"I see……"

The middle-aged man suddenly realized.

Then he showed a wry smile and said: "The situation of Lao Wang is not very optimistic, you have to be mentally prepared."

"What happened to him?" Li Mour couldn't help frowning.

Wang Shitang would not have died, right?

Just when he felt something bad in his heart, he heard an unexpected answer.

"There is something wrong with him here." The middle-aged man pointed to his head, "We have no choice but to send him to the Fourth Hospital of Zongyang City."

The Fourth Hospital of Zongyang City is a so-called psychiatric hospital.

(End of this chapter)