Altar of Infinity

The wound on Jiang Jichu's back should have been hot and painful, but he didn't realize it. His heart hadn't recovered from the scene of Zhang Ming assassinating Xie Ji, and he was dizzy and tinnitus like a drum beating.

Just a little...

just a little bit away...

The bone-piercing cold started from every nerve ending and flooded through his limbs and bones. Even though there was a raging fire behind him, his hands and feet were still cold and his consciousness was blurred.

But after hearing Zhang Ming's words, all the coldness was turned into nothingness.

He used his last rational restraint to throw off the person who was supporting him, and after cursing in a low voice, he picked up the knife and stabbed it into Zhang Ming's mouth in the most brutal way.

Do you have to pay for everything?

Then why is she still high above like sitting on a cloud?

Why does the person he cherishes have no peace!

Reason snapped at the moment the blade entered.

Jiang Jichu went crazy and nailed Zhang Ming to the ground, then pulled out the knife and stabbed "Zhang Ming"'s right hand that was holding the knife.

His eyes were red, his veins were bulging, sweat mixed with the blood splashed on his face and slid down from the bridge of his nose to his chin in turn, he was as ferocious as a ghost crawling from hell to the ground.

cost?

Who should pay the price!

At first, Xie Ji thought that Jiang Jichu was slashed and wanted revenge. Since Zhang Ming is no longer a human being, it is okay to let Jiang Jichu vent his anger and solve it.

But he soon found out that Jiang Jichu's state was not right, so he hurried forward to pull him away.

"Jiang Jichu!"

"Jiang Jichu!"

"Jiang Jichu, wake up!"

He avoided Jiang Jichu's wound and pulled him into his arms.

Jiang Jichu struggled hard, the blood on his back was flowing faster and faster, more and more: "Let go of me!"

Xie Ji: "Jiang Jichu! Wake up! It's a monster! It's dead!"

Jiang Jichu: "Let go of me!"

Although Jiang Jichu was thin and weak, his strength far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his back was injured, so Xie Ji didn't dare to move around.

He broke Jiang Jichu to face himself, one hand pressed the other's shoulder, and the other held the other's waist: "See who I am! Jiang Jichu! Look at me!"

Jiang Jichu's red eyes slowly found their focal length, like a child seeing the world for the first time, his gaze fixed on Xie Jitong's eyes.

Xie Ji said warmly: "It's okay, Jiang Jichu, it's okay."

Jiang Jichu let go of his hand, and the knife he was holding hit the ground with a "bang".

The collision between the metal and the porcelain floor tiles made Jiang Jichu sober again. He saw blood on his face from Xie Ji's eyes, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it, but found that there was more blood on his hand.

Without waiting for him to take a closer look, Xie Ji held his wrist with a gentle and unresisting force, letting his arm hang back to his side.

Xie Ji gently wiped away a drop of blood that was about to slip into Jiang Jichu's eyes from the corner of his forehead, and continued to coax: "It's okay, let's go back and get the medicine, shall we?"

Jiang Jichu didn't speak.

Xie Ji turned to the stunned four and said, "Sorry, my friend's injury needs to be dealt with, you..."

The four of them are very sensible: "Brother Xie, go quickly! We will leave the fire fighting to us!"

Xie Ji smiled: "Thank you, if you have any questions, you can come to the dormitory to find me."

Four people: "Thank you brother, you are busy!"

Jiang Jichu's sanity had recovered a lot, but Xie Ji didn't resist when he dragged him away.

They went all the way back to the dormitory. As he thought, while the employee card was not working, the door locks of each dormitory were also turned into decorations, which could be opened with a light push.

Fortunately, the lights still work.

He dug out the medicine box from the bedside cabinet, let Jiang Jichu sit on the stool, and began to give medicine to people.

It seems that he often needs to give Jiang Jichu medicine.

In other words, Jiang Jichu was often injured.

Only this time, Jiang Jichu did it for him.

He cut the clothes with scissors and saw the horrific knife wounds again.

To his surprise, the location of the knife wound caused by Zhang Ming was almost the same as the location of Jiang Jichu's previous scar.

I don't know how much it hurts.

Xie Ji: "Be patient."

Jiang Jichu let out a muffled "hmm".

Once raw and twice cooked, Xie Ji wiped the blood stains on Jiang Jichu's back little by little with alcohol cotton.

A few hours ago, he had a peaceful confrontation with Jiang Jichu.

It doesn't matter if "bacon forgot to tell him" is true or not.

The important thing is that he believes that Jiang Jichu has a secret hidden, and that secret is subtly involved with him.

The outcome of the confrontation was well known to each other, but when Zhang Ming's knife slid towards him unexpectedly, it was Jiang Jichu who stepped forward again and blocked him without hesitation.

Xie Ji asked, "Why did you rush up at that time?"

Jiang Jichu: "Huh?"

Xie Ji: "That knife is very dangerous."

Jiang Jichu: "Subconsciously."

Xie Ji: "Subconscious?"

Jiang Jichu's ears turned red, and he replied impatiently: "Would you subconsciously give him a hand when you saw a grandfather who was about to be hit by a car when crossing the road?"

26 years old, 1.8 meters five, strong and strong grandfather Xie Ji: "..."

He couldn't help but relax his hands: "Anyway, thank you."

Jiang Jichu's ears became even more red, and there was a tendency to flood down his neck: "No need..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly turned a corner: "You can thank me if you want."

Xie Ji smiled: "The cafeteria has been bombed, Ann's dormitory only has noodles, I will make you whatever you want after you go out."

Jiang Jichu looked back at him: "The vinegared fish section last time was delicious."

Xie Ji: "Okay." He pushed Jiang Jichu back again, continued to apply medicine to the wound, and wrapped it up with gauze.

Xie Ji finished the final dressing: "The wound should be stitched, but the funeral home does not have anesthesia, and there is no equipment for stitching the wound. You bear with it and recover on your own after you leave the checkpoint. Don't move around tonight, sleep on your side .I'll go out for a while, can you do it yourself?"

Jiang Jichu rummaged through clean work clothes and planned to change into them: "I'll be with you."

Xie Ji stopped Jiang Jichu's actions: "You are responsible for resting, nourishing your appetite, and eating the vinegared fish slices I made after you go out."

Jiang Jichu didn't try to be brave. His back hurts too much and his body is still cold. He really needs to take a break: "Then I'll go to the bathroom to wipe off and then sleep. Call me if necessary."

Jiang Jichu's wound was too serious, and it took a lot of time to deal with it. After Xie sent it out, the fire in the cafeteria had subsided.

The huge space was filled with the pungent smell of burning, and there were charred tables, chairs and benches, various equipment parts, and the stumps and arms of more than 50 corpses everywhere.

There was a huge gap in the ceiling, Xie Ji looked up, the outside was misty and thick black, I don't know if it was the night, or the mysterious nothingness.

The four passers-by who survived the explosion hesitated in the corridor, and they all rushed forward when they saw him.

"Thank you brother."

"Brother Xie, how is your friend?"

Xie Ji: "He is seriously injured, let him rest first."

Li Lan: "It's time to rest. Thanks to Brother Xie and his friends this time, otherwise we wouldn't know what to do."

Xie Ji: "Everyone's goal is to pass the test and work together, it should be."

Li Lan: "Then next, do we really want...to collect these stumps and broken arms?"

Thank you for nodding.

"That's right, according to my inference, each person's corresponding corpse is the 'enemy' in each person's role. I have read your files and confirmed that your corresponding corpses have all appeared.

"However, in order to survive the siege of corpses, the corpses were blown up beyond recognition and pieced together, the easiest way is to cremate together, some people's corresponding corpses have been cremated in advance and placed in the storage compartment of the morgue.

"The cemetery corresponding to each corpse in the cemetery is dug through and connected to form a large cemetery, and then the ashes are buried together, and the tombstone is inserted in a circle.

"The task requirement is to cremate the corresponding corpse and bury it in the correct grave. The grave is the same, so it is naturally correct.

"If you are worried about whether the corresponding corpse is correct, you can dig through a few more graves."

Hearing Xie Ji's plan again, the four of them still grinned, not knowing whether to be surprised or admired.

Xie Ji added: "If I find it too troublesome to dig, I can make another small bomb and directly blow up a hole, but that's not very friendly to other dead people... But the people buried here are not good people , and probably won’t thank us for our friendship.”

Li Lan: "Brother Xie, you can also make bombs..."

Xie Ji smiled: "It's okay to blow up a hole with a simple 'deep-deep-deep'."

The explosion just now made everyone feel terrified.

Li Lan: "Why don't we dig it ourselves...Brother Xie, you can just rest and go to accompany that little brother. I think he is seriously injured. It is best to have someone to accompany him at night."

Xie Ji remembered that before he left, Jiang Jichu said that he would go to the bathroom to clean up. In order not to bump into each other, he and the four of them cleaned up the mess in the cafeteria for a while.

After all, fragments of corpses were flying everywhere, and he was also afraid that the four of them would not dare to make a move in his absence.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he still needs to sort out what happened this evening.

The funeral home has a wide range and there are many dormitories. It is not impossible for the mysterious No. 11 to hide from the beginning to the end.

But why did this person release the corpse in the morgue?

Xie Ji thought of Zhang Ming.

The knife was obviously aimed at him.

"Some things, if you do it, you have to pay the price."

What did he do?

Acquire Zhang Ming's company?

He gave a lot of money when buying the company, but Zhang Ming was treated unfairly by his father, so he took it out on him and wanted to kill him.

This reason seems very reasonable, Zhang Ming seems to be talking about this matter.

But even if Zhang Ming hated him because of this, he wouldn't hate him so much.

What's more, a person may be more aggressive after death at the altar, but the skill will not be improved so much.

Zhang Ming may have been seriously injured and died when the corpse rushed into the cafeteria at the very beginning, and then he was possessed by something.

And this thing is the "No. 11 person" who has been hiding all this time.

It's not human at all, and probably doesn't even belong in the Undertaker level.

It can kill Ann and cause the level to collapse, indicating that it is a "rule" that overrides the first level.

If this is inferred, it may not be hidden in the funeral home from beginning to end, but only entered the checkpoint after he did something to ask him for a "price".

The problem is back to the original point.

What did he do?