God stick peeping the sky

Liang Enze's voice came: "Don't bother opening the box for now, there are still unpacked boxes here, everyone come and have a look."

What you see is amazing.

Did it go into the Human Body Section Preservation Institute?

But where the light can't reach, there are various high and low glass bottles, which are full of light yellow transparent liquid, and all the parts of the human body are soaked in it.

As soon as Yue Jiu came over, he happened to meet a bunch of eyeballs affectionately, and immediately his scalp went numb: "Damn it!"

The detectives of Dali Temple have seen many dead people, and they have also seen corpses thrown out of coffins after being thrown out of graves, or corpses insulted for beauty and other reasons after death. They are also well-informed. ——

However, what is the meaning of soaking people of different ages, from adults to children, in antiseptic potions according to the different parts of their bodies, or soaking them in whole or in part?

The policeman shivered in the cold mountain clearing. The two young men looked at the branched intestines and heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys. They probably had too many associations. They thought of themselves, and they bent down and retched together. Started cursing in a hurry: "Ouch", "It's so disgusting," "Who the hell did it?" "Did you meet a pervert?" "..."

Xiaoyan and Liang Enze felt that they should not eat in the morning, especially Xiaoyan, who was accompanied by Liang Enze in the morning, and he ate a lot happily. The liver, pig heart, blood-enriching and lean meat porridge turned into lean meat porridge with heart, liver, liver, and death. He imagined the fried ghost as a ghost, and... suddenly, it seemed as if a black cloud shrouded his eyes. He felt that the morning deliciousness seemed to be over It spewed out from the seven orifices, and then turned into a series of spider threads, waving back to bind him into a cocoon, Xiaoyan shook his head, and told himself not to think wildly, but for some reason, he seemed to be unable to control himself when he was awake. In the eyes of Liang Enze who was standing beside him, he was just staring blankly with fear in his eyes.

Liang Enze felt that the place might be too dark, and Xiaoyan seemed to be haunted. He immediately put his arms around Xiaoyan's shoulders, and shouted softly: "Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, wake up!"

The eyes were gradually restored to clarity from the black mist, and when Xiaoyan recovered, cold sweat was already dripping down his browbones and eye sockets: "Enze, I..."

Liang Enze looked around, and Yue Jiu took the two policemen to visit the human body section collection carefully around the glass bottle. They were all amazed, no one paid attention to them, he asked in a low voice: "You just now What's wrong?"

Xiaoyan sneered: "I don't know either, it seems like I can't control my inner demons, and I'm delusional because of my wild thoughts."

Liang Enze saw his pale face, and felt that Xiaoyan's yang energy was weaker due to the injuries on his body, so he probably shouldn't come here: "Don't leave me, and take inventory of things later, and when everyone arrives, put the bottles and jars away." transported away."

Several people started to check and clean up these messy things together.

Xiaoyan didn't dare to take it lightly at this time, and ordered to open the box to take a look, and began to check from beginning to end with a serious face.

Yue Jiu directed everyone to put the bottles on the shelf away, and after a few strides, he rushed to his young master: "Big rooster, I took a quick look at it just now. This place is spacious. There are more than 20 rows of shelves as tall as a person. You can't see the end at a glance."

Xiaoyan casually picked up a rather small jar and shook it. Inside was a heart half the size of an adult's heart. The potion was already pale yellow and slightly blackened. The heart looked like it belonged to a child. So many children have disappeared in recent years. It turned out that some of them had been broken into pieces, and he frowned tightly: "We accidentally found a den of thieves. It seems that this is a storage point for them for many years."

The two little catchers who came with the boat didn't know where they were, one marked the jar, and the other recorded the contents in the notebook.

The thin one took a pen to record each one carefully, and asked the tall and strong one: "Wild monkey, you said that people are so strange that people are angry and bad. Why did he get so many human specimens?"

The wild monkey was counting the bottles one by one, solemnly: "Er Tiao, maybe he is mentally ill. In my opinion, saving those viscera is much more difficult than saving money."

Erjo bit his pen and thought for a while: "I don't think so, maybe it's for the improvement of the medical skills of the great doctors in this country!"

The wild monkey snorted and shrugged: "You are just talking nonsense, guessing randomly is not at all in tune."

Er Tiao was not convinced, and started to wrinkle his nose with his notebook: "There are so many strange cases in the world, don't they all have to be solved? Which case is not based on guesswork at first, why do you think I am not reliable at all?"

The wild monkey knocked on the lid of the glazed bottle: "What you are talking about is paradox. Think about it. If a great national doctor says it, it is enough to do it openly. Why hide in the cave at the 81st bend of Jiujiu? It is something that cannot be seen at first sight." .”

Er Tiao pondered for a while, and you were not convinced: "Hmph, you still use your ass to determine your head's thinking, just like the eldest lady of a wealthy family who still steals men. Don't tell me that the big national doctors don't do shameful things anymore? They want to go up Climbing, people are worse."

Hearing the chattering of two policemen in his ears, Liang Enze walked slowly among the shelves with the help of the long burning lamp on the cave wall and the torches he held up. He turned his head to watch carefully, and happened to see a Liuli man tall Inside the bottle, a four or five-year-old girl seemed to be sleeping with her knees in her arms. She didn't know how many years she had spent in this dark cave. If it wasn't for the advancement of medical skills, it might be for the sake of studying the human body like this. For heresy.

The two walked side by side, advancing slowly, and unknowingly reached the last row of shelves. Xiaoyan had seen a lot of life and death, and such scenes could not move his mind, whistling and giggling: "Immortal, look at the two The side seems to be different from before, the bottles and jars are all whole, oops, they look different."

Indeed, the contents of the glazed jars in the last row were different. They were all children. Liang Enze looked carefully, and the first one was a little boy whose head was obviously smaller than normal children: " Is this child deformed?"

Xiaoyan turned his sore neck: "Looking at this appearance, I guess the inside of the head is empty, brainless?"

His eyes rolled around, and he wanted to go astray: "Isn't it the product of a close relative marriage?"

Liang Enze glared at Xiaoyan condemningly: "It's already miserable enough to be born as a human being, unable to grow up, and not healthy. Why are you so teasing?"

Xiaoyan smiled evasively and turned his eyes away. It wasn't that he had a bad conscience, it was just that he was too relaxed when Enze was by his side, and his playful nature was exposed.

When he looked away, he really found the problem. He looked at the black thing in a big jar, pointed with his finger and said in surprise, "Immortal, isn't that a water monkey?"

Liang Enze followed his finger, and really saw a foreign body with black hair. It was like a child of twelve or thirteen years old, but his eyes and facial features were all monkeys. He just heard Xiaoyan talk about it a few days ago. Never seen: "Water monkey? Is it the thing that dragged you into the water at Yanshui Lake a few days ago? Didn't you say that it is extremely perishable, why can it be preserved?"

Xiaoyan just wanted to answer that it might be a special potion, but he turned his eyes and stared at another one-and-a-half-foot-high glazed jar, then froze.

Liang Enze followed his line of sight, and was also a little dumbfounded - he saw an ordinary glass jar on the lower stone shelf, which looked the same, but when the things inside appeared, it occupied the space between him and Xiaoyan. All sight.

There is a child soaked in this jar, the yellowing potion, and the rotten air that is still exuded even though it is sealed in layers, all remind this child that it has been soaked as a specimen for many years.The child had a terrifying expression, a pair of big eyes that seemed to have no white parts, and were all black eyeballs, matching the black and blue under the eye circles, and his expression was indescribably penetrating and angry.

What is more terrifying than the expression is the broken body. The deformed child has no right arm, only a wound that has been stitched in a mess, which may be too old, exposing the bloody rotten flesh.There is only one leg, just floating in the potion, it is strange to be different, this kind of pale freak looks like it crawled out of hell.

Xiaoyan stared at it uncontrollably, as if the memories and the reality of the fear that had been with him for many years formed a resonance, he seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat clearly, "thumping", the heart squeezed tighter and tighter.

Liang Enze felt that something was wrong, he reached out and patted Xiaoyan's shoulder: "Is he the ghost in your dream...?"

Xiaoyan stared at the jar with all his attention, and was suddenly slapped on the shoulder by Liang Enze, almost jumped up, the trembling of his heart came out, and he almost screamed.

Seeing his big reaction, Liang Enze probably guessed it right: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

The eyes of the two wandered for a while, and I don't know if it was an illusion, as if the little disabled person soaked in the jar got closer, and suddenly hulaed like a gecko on the wall of the glazed jar.

It seemed that his throat had been choked by a giant ice cube. Xiaoyan found it difficult to breathe and speak. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and covered his chest with his hands. He was very familiar with the little devil in the pot, and he grew up with him. It's just that this kind of companionship is full of malice, and he hasn't had a few days of peace of mind since he was a child. It's only because of his big heart that he has not been turned into a mental illness.

There was a buzzing in his ears, he didn't know if it was a fantasy, it was all the voice from childhood to adulthood in the dream: "These were all ours, but in the end they were monopolized by you alone, you give it back to me, give it back to me !"

"Immortal, he is... ghosts always exist."

Liang Enze's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he stared at the little corpse in the liquid like an arrow: "Are you sure?"