Reincarnation Dreamland [Unlimited]

In the gift room, it was messy and messy.The shelf fell down, and gifts of various sizes fell all over the place.

Everyone's complexion is not good, the hair of the two girls is scattered, and the clothes are messy.Chen Cheng's cheeks were slightly bruised, and she glared at Xiaoling with tears in her eyes.

The most exaggerated one was Liu Minghao, who was rolling on the ground clutching his stomach at the moment, yelling things like pain, pain, pain, he was going to die.Not manly at all.

Tang Ji frowned, a little tired of this posturing.In fact, Simon definitely spared the kick he gave him just now, otherwise, according to Simon's combat power, he must have passed out by now, and there would be no chance to cry out in pain.

Tang Ji rubbed the corner of his mouth with his hand.Just now, he was only focused on pulling Xiaoling away, but he was unexpectedly attacked by Liu Minghao from the side. He punched down and injured the corner of his mouth.

The black square communicator was lying at Tang Ji's feet and spinning around, and the communication between the two parties had been cut off on the opposite side.The communicator was quiet, not even the disturbing electric sound was left behind.

"Hey..." Tang Ji sighed, knowing in his heart that in the situation just now, the person who spoke last must have interrupted what the senior brother was doing.It is not known what happened to Zhang Jianshan and Chen Lijun outside and whether their lives were in danger.

But regardless of those two, he and Simon were still trapped in the secret room.

Now, there is a high probability that they will not be able to wait for foreign aid and can only rely on themselves.

"Who was that person just now?! Why did he say that!" Xiaoling looked tense, she was the craziest one.It was also she who came to grab the communicator in Tang Ji's hand first, which caused the chaotic scene afterwards.

Tang Ji is in a bad mood right now. If it weren't for seeing her as a woman, he would have started to attack her long ago.

"It is estimated that Zhang Jianshan can no longer contact us." Simon said.

"Well," Tang Ji nodded, took the white note in the gift and read it again, and said helplessly, "Let's continue."

"Where are you going?!" Xiaoling yelled, "Can't you really give up? Then what should I do?"

Xiaoling was still holding the gift box in her hand.

Both of them were too lazy to explain and went straight out of the gift room.

Xiaoling cautiously followed behind them, wanting to see what they were going to do.But Liu Minghao and Chen Cheng couldn't get out of the room, they stretched their necks to look out, and they could only see a little image of people squinting.

Tang Ji and Simon came out to find the corresponding mask.

The two masks are nailed to the wall separately.

One hangs on the TV wall in the lobby, and one hangs in the middle of the wall behind the sofa.

The two masks have a white base, and after being stared at to death, the masks show a mixed expression of fear and pain.Simon's throwing knife was accurately aimed at the middle of the foreheads of the two masks.

The carving knife quietly pierced into the mask, and a large amount of bright red liquid flowed out from the opening, like fresh blood, dyeing most of the entire mask red.

This picture is a bit cruel, as if a person's head has been cut off most of the tissue, and then most of the face is exposed, and it is made into a specimen and hung on the wall.

The mask was tightly attached to the wall, and there was not even a gap in between.

"This, this mask, is it growing on the wall?" Xiaoling stood behind the two and said tremblingly.

Simon walked over directly. He was tall and had long legs. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he touched the mask above the wall. He easily pulled out the carving knife and held the mask in his hand.

When the mask was first stared at, it kept screaming and struggling, but now it's quiet.

"Tick-tock-tick-" The red liquid stopped spilling, and the rest dripped from the mask onto the floor.

"This is yours." Simon tried his best to avoid the red thing, pinched the side of the mask, glanced at the code on the back, and handed it to Tang Ji.

"I don't want it." Tang Ji disliked this viscous liquid, whether it was blood or not, it was equally disgusting. "Put it on the table, and don't touch it."

Simon held out his hand and took a deep breath.He didn't know how many times he had learned about the person opposite him.If it weren't for Tang Ji's high professional level, and their team lacked this type of "talent", he would most likely be violent and beat people up.

Tang Ji grabbed one edge of the note, bent over, and brought the note closer to the table little by little, observing the changes and reactions of the mask and the note.

Unexpectedly, the note remained unresponsive. When the distance between the mask and the mask was about 10cm, the mask suddenly moved, the mouth suddenly opened wide, and a bright red flexible long tongue protruded from the hollow interior.The tongue appeared extremely quickly, and it was of the same hue as the red liquid flowing from the forehead of the mask.

The tongue curled flexibly, like a frog eating a mosquito. The stretching time was only a second, and the note in Tang Ji's hand was eaten into his mouth by his tongue.

Tang Ji's hand was still frozen in the air: "?"

"Hic—" the mask had a satisfied expression, and opened its mouth again, hiccupping.

The mask began to move up and down uneasily, and the amplitude of the swing was getting bigger and bigger.

Seeing that it was about to fall, Tang Ji stretched out his hand to stop it: "Don't touch it, look again."

Simon exhaled and put his hands down.

"Hahahahaha..." The mask twisted, getting closer and closer to the edge of the table, and finally clicked, and the whole thing rolled and fell to the ground.

When it got to the ground, it was not honest, it bounced up and swayed happily from side to side, as if it was dancing on the ground.

After the dance, the mask muttered to itself again, and then an invisible wind seemed to blow over, blowing it upwards.

Gone with the wind.

Tang Ji and Simon quickly dispersed to make room for the mask.

It danced lightly, gradually becoming smaller and thinner, turning into a translucent little thing bit by bit.

Simon reached out and grabbed the thing in his hand.

Tang Ji and Xiaoling surrounded him.

How to describe that thing, it is a translucent flesh-colored sheet, it is too soft if it is paper, and it is said that the fabric does not feel right.

If you really want to describe it, it is actually more like the outermost fur of some animal.If you look closely, you can even see small pores in the fur.

"Tsk tsk——" Tang Ji recognized what that thing was, with a half-smile, his expression a bit indescribable.

Simon thought he was unwilling to take it, but Tang Ji used his right thumb and index finger to gently pinch the edge of the slice, picked it up, and observed it carefully against the fluorescent light.

"What's this?" Simon asked.

"Have you ever seen human skin?" Tang Ji asked back, "It's not living, dead, or sliced ​​human skin."

"...No." Simon raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "This is?"

"Finger skin, the most superficial skin." Tang Ji saw the fingerprint lines on it clearly, "Looking at the size and shape of the finger threads, it should be the skin of the thumb."

"I don't know whose thumb it is—" Tang Ji shook his head, opened his jacket pocket, and carefully put the thumb skin of an unknown contributor into it.He looked at the human skin with cherished eyes and gentle movements, as if he was carrying some precious gift, his expression was extremely gentle.

Simon didn't understand him a bit, and asked, "...don't you think it's dirty?"

"Hey, we medical students are not afraid of this," Tang Ji had dissected several corpses, a small piece of human skin is nothing.He smiled and said, "It's mainly the skin, which is very clean. The knife is absolutely sharp when cutting, and the knife is neat, and the method of removing the fascia is professional."

"You, you—" Xiaoling couldn't listen anymore, she covered her mouth as if to vomit, "This is so disgusting!"

Tang Ji glanced at Xiaoling, ignored her, and continued: "Come on, there is one more."

"Yeah." Simon took off the other mask in the same way as before.

"What will appear this time?" Tang Ji wondered, "Another finger skin? But one is enough for us."

"Are you sure about the purpose of this skin?" Simon asked.

Tang Ji nodded: "Yes. You guessed it too, right?"

Simon didn't speak, and put the mask on the table.

However, what they didn't expect this time was that it wasn't human skin that fell to the ground, but a single photo.

Tang Ji's heart trembled - it was a photo!

This photo is also five inches in size, and there is a young woman in it.If Tang Ji remembered correctly, it was the woman in the red dress who opened the door for Hao Jia's team.

At that time the woman opened the door, revealing a lovely and pitiful face.

"Is this the woman who opened the door?" Tang Ji asked.

"Hmm." Simon nodded, "That's her. Is this photo related to the photo of the stone in the last room?"

Tang Ji bowed his head in thought.

A shout interrupted his thoughts.

"I'm coming out!" Liu Minghao shouted, "I'm actually coming out! You can come out!"

The three turned their heads and saw the door of the gift room. Liu Minghao walked out of the room with one hand covering his stomach and the other hanging down.

Behind him was Chen Cheng who was empty-handed.

Both of them had surprised expressions on their faces.

At the same time, in the room where the masks were stored, there was a banging sound on the door.

The sound was like countless hands slapping hard on the back of the door, eager, loud, chaotic and uneven.

Something went wrong in both rooms at the same time.

Witnessing all these changes, Tang Ji suddenly said: "I understand...I understand!"

The problem of this door has been solved by them, and all the shackles have been released.So Chen Cheng and Liu Minghao can come out, so the masks can also enter the room to find their gifts.

"I should understand the themes and connections of the three chambers," he excitedly grabbed Simon's shoulders, shaking with the photo in his hand, and said with a smile: "There is one last door left!"

However, the room where the masks were stored could not wait for him to explain clearly, there was louder and louder knocking on the door, and countless masks hide behind the door.

They can even imagine how the densely packed masks hit the gate one after another, making the gate crumbling.

"Boom—coax—boom—" The door shook, and dust splashed on the walls.

A sharp cry came out from behind the door, "My gift, it's mine!" "Face, give me back my face!" "Ahhh!!! It hurts! Face..." "I want to get out! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Let's go!" Simon saw clearly that the door wouldn't last long.

The others were quite clever, and they had already run to Tang Ji and Simon. Everyone formed a group and prepared to go to the gate.

At this time, Xiaoling, who had been ignored until now, screamed, "What about me, my gift?!"

Everyone turned their heads, Xiaoling's gift was still firmly stuck to her hand.