Altar of Infinity

Xie Ji opened the thermos, letting the heat surround his brows and eyes.

He has three purposes for coming here tonight.

First, the night shift was too dangerous, and he was worried about Jiang Jichu being alone.Yao Shun's combat effectiveness is negligible, and he has heart disease, so he can't be counted on.

Second, he wanted to see what would happen in the morgue at night, and whether there would be new clues.

Third, he suddenly discovered that Jiang Jichu knew him quite well, but he knew nothing about Jiang Jichu, which was not conducive to communicating feelings.

What better way to have a heart-to-heart talk than hugging a thermos cup and chatting under a quilt in a cold space!

Xie Ji gently touched Jiang Jichu with his elbow: "Are there any levels in the dungeon of the altar whose technological level exceeds that of the real world?"

Jiang Jichu: "I have never met before."

End the chat with one sentence.

Xie Ji knew very well that Jiang Jichu was a boring gourd, and he would fart with a stick, so he continued: "The night shift will be on duty until six o'clock tomorrow morning, and it's not twelve o'clock yet, let's talk?"

Jiang Jichu felt superfluous when he looked at everyone, but he was miraculously patient with Xie Ji, and even responded, "What are you talking about?"

Xie Ji glanced at Jiang Jichu's pocket, there was a slight bulge, and there was Jiang Jichu's most cherished watch: "You can talk about whatever you want, if you don't mind, talk about your brother? Some things will feel better if you say it Some, and so are misses.”

Jiang Jichu's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he returned to normal. He took out his watch and rubbed his fingertips on the surface.

"He is a very good man, the most competent brother in the world.

"I wouldn't be here today without him."

Xie Ji: "Will you two fight?"

Jiang Jichu was silent for a while: "He has a good temper, and he only lost his temper once after passing a certain level."

Xie Ji: "Why?"

Jiang Jichu: "It was a checkpoint of foreign culture. At the last moment, it was deadlocked. In order to pass the checkpoint, I took explosives to blow up the ghost doll. He was very upset after going out."

Xie Ji: "Your brother loves you so much that you don't know how to cherish yourself."

Jiang Jichu: "I know."

Xie Ji: "You know you haven't changed it, you even cut your wrist and fed so much blood to Niu Er."

Jiang Jichu slightly pursed his lips, and didn't speak any more.

Xie Ji: "If we encounter this kind of thing again when we pass the customs, I hope you can think about your brother, and you can discuss other ways so that you don't risk yourself. Although I am not your brother, I have human nature. You need to face it alone."

Jiang Jichu only drank the hot water silently, and didn't know how much he listened to his words.

Forget it.

It's not that easy to change a deep-rooted personality. Even my elder brother can't break it straight, let alone break it back in a day.

Xie Ji gathered the quilt.

"Let's talk about this level. The corpses corresponding to each of us are in their respective relationships. The fewer people involved in the relationship, the easier it is to lock the target. If there are more than two corpses, the difficulty will be higher." will double.

"I have no illusions about the altar. Since twenty corpses can be delivered today, and twenty corpses can be delivered tomorrow, there must be at least two corpses involved in interpersonal relationships."

Jiang Jichu: "If it's too troublesome, why not start from the boss' wish and deduce it in reverse."

"I thought so too," Xie Ji, "Do you think the urn's words are ambiguous?"

What the columbarium says is "the curator hopes that each employee can put the ashes of his corresponding corpse into the grave", not a "requirement", but a hope.

Uncle Niu in Xinshouguan insisted on burying Niu Kuyin and keeping a vigil for three days, but the words on the columbarium were even more ambiguous.

Niu Kuyin's wish is to suck Niu Er's blood to maintain his life, but what is the wish of Ann, the director of the funeral home?

Jiang Jichu: "You mean, putting the corresponding ashes in the grave is not a necessary condition?"

"On the contrary, I think it is," Xie Ji, "I have a guess, but I'll have to wait and see what happens in the morgue tonight to be sure."

The number of living people in the morgue changed from two to three, and Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu chatted as if nothing had happened. Yao Shun was affected, and he was not so scared. He stayed away from the morgue bed under the quilt and observed the wall.

After hearing Xie Ji's words, he slipped his feet: "This big brother..."

Xie Ji: "My surname is Xie, Xie Ji."

Yao Shun: "Brother Xie, you mean something will definitely happen tonight?"

Xie Ji: "This is normal, isn't it?"

Yao Shun: "It sounds like you're still looking forward to it..."

Xie Ji smiled while holding the thermos cup: "It's okay."

Yao Shun: "Then do your intuition always work?"

Xie Ji: "Many times your intuition is that you discover clues consciously or subconsciously, and the brain processes it without you knowing it and makes judgments based on the clues. Therefore, my intuition is still very good."

Yao Shun's finally eased mood was fluctuated again by Xie Ji's words, and he wanted to get closer under the quilt, but also worried about Jiang Jichu's hesitation in place.

"Come here if you're afraid," Xie Ji put his arm on Jiang Jichu's shoulder, "This handsome guy is actually quite nice, but he doesn't like to talk."

Yao Shun said in his heart, I believe your evil, apart from anything else at dinner, the one who beat Zhang Ming into symmetrical panda eyes was the handsome guy who is "very nice"!

But Xie Ji's expression was too sincere, and he was too calm and composed in such a weird morgue, which made people want to believe it unconsciously, as if everything would be no problem with him.

Yao Shun looked at it, he was not suitable to squeeze into the room between the two teammates, but he didn't dare to move the corpse on the mortuary bed next to him and sit on it by himself. send the other side.

The night is so long, I can't stand all night.

He rubbed his nose and walked towards the plastic stool.

"Then thank you brother."

Yao Shun wondered whether to find a topic to talk about after sitting down, or just sleep and pretend to be a transparent person.

He grabbed the corner of the quilt, bent down and held the stool in his arms with the other hand, turned around and wanted to say "then I'm here", but before he could say anything, he met a dead body sitting upright meet.

Yao Shun: "!!!"

The corpse was just sent in today, and it has been processed again, and it is still in a very fresh state.

It's just that this corpse must have died in the water, its whole body was swollen, exuding a strong smell of water, especially the two eyeballs, which were more than double the size of ordinary people after they were opened.

Yao Shun's brain froze, and he stared at the corpse for a few seconds before realizing that he threw the quilt and stool into the sky: "Help!!!"

He quickly ran to Xie Ji's side and wanted to hug Xie Ji's arm, but Jiang Ji took a step forward and just blocked him, and was forced to retract his outstretched hand.

Yao Shun hugged himself tightly with both arms: "Lift up the corpse!"

The light on the ceiling flickered like a bad connection.

However, this was just the beginning. Immediately afterwards, all the bulbs flickered and flickered one after another, and the fuse was about to blow out at any time.

The air-conditioning transmission point seemed to be blocked with phlegm, and the cold wind suddenly stopped after whimpering hoarsely.

The morgue became extremely quiet, only the breathing and heartbeat of the three of them remained.

Xie stared at the corpse sitting upright, waiting for the other party's next move.

Jiang Jichu's calm voice rang in his ears: "Everyone is sitting up."

One corpse after another, from far to near, sat upright in rows with the frequency of flickering lights.

When it was their turn to be near, there was a sudden "boom".

——The corpses that were pushed onto a bed by Jiang Jichu were both squeezed out of the bed, with their legs touching their heads to form an unclosed triangle.

Horror scenes become comical.

Yao Shun: "Pfft..."

Xie Jishun joked: "Look at what you've done, people don't have a place to sleep, so I'm sure you're in a hurry."

Jiang Jichu: "It's not like you didn't sit on the bed just now."

After the last row of corpses sat upright, the overhead lights returned to normal.

Yao Shun had his last hope: "Do you think they just want to do a stretching exercise..."

As if responding to Yao Shun, three seconds after the voice fell, all the corpses looked at the three of them together from various angles.

The ones that were burned to pieces, the ones that were flooded and swollen, lacked arms and legs, the only thing in common were the gray-white eyes, all of which did not blink.

The limbs of the corpse that had been frozen for too long were stiff, and after sitting upright, it slowly descended from the mortuary bed to the ground in a strange posture.

Xie Ji: "Looks like I want to do a full set of radio gymnastics."

Yao Shun: "What to do, what to do! How about we run away!!"

Xie Ji: "Student artist, please go and see if the door can be opened."

"You can call me by my name." Just as Jiang Jichu took a step, the corpses also turned their heads.

But he turned a blind eye and tried to unlock the door.

Can't move.

He shook his head at Xie Ji.

Yao Shun: "I'll try it, maybe you're not strong enough."

Xie Ji: "If he can't move, it's the same for you to go. It should be a mandatory rule of the checkpoint, such as not being allowed to leave during the night shift."

Jiang Jichu said sarcastically, "Maybe you broke the door lock."

Xie Ji: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, you are doubting my technical level."

Yao Shun got angry: "What time is it, you two are still joking! They are coming!"

While Xie Ji was talking to Jiang Jichu, he had been observing the condition of the corpse. He didn't know if he had just woken up, and the movement of the corpse was relatively slow.

But even if it was slow, the number was 54. In a confined space like the morgue, an encirclement could be formed to surround them.

The two people on the night shift last night should have encountered the same situation. The corpse was revived, the doors and windows were closed, and they had to set fire to die together.

Two people are on duty every day, and ten people will die in five days. It is impossible to simply use the night shift to achieve the purpose of killing people. There must be a way to get through it safely.

The corpse gradually approached them, Xie Ji protected Yao Shun and retreated, quickly thinking about countermeasures.

Jiang Jichu raised his foot and kicked violently on the edge of a mortuary bed. A large iron block of several tens of kilograms rubbed harshly against the floor and hit the first batch of corpses hard.

Xie Ji slammed his back against the wall, with a square storage compartment in hand.

He had a flash of inspiration: "Jichu! Pull the monster! I'm going to open the storage compartment on the north wall!"