Global Examination

Gao Qi swears immediately, and draws the knife from his waist.

The knife was brought with him before he went out, and it was the one he used to cut himself while sleepwalking.He had an intuition that nothing good happened in the town, so he pinned it to his waist just in case, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

He, Gao Qi, always valued friends, he would chop off the hand of anyone who didn't look at his brother.

No joke.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to pierce through with the tip of his knife, another person grabbed him first.

That hand was slender and powerful, grabbed the "patient"'s arm covered with sores and blood, and twisted it in the opposite direction.

Just heard a "click".

The rotten hand twitched a few times, fell to the ground, and rolled three times.

……

Everyone was stunned, including Gao Qi who was holding a knife.

He was dumbfounded, and looked at the ruthless man who made the move.

Who else is it not Qin Chen? !

He pursed the corner of his mouth, shook off the blood on his hands not too concerned, then turned to Yang Shu and said, "I remember you brought a tissue?"

The domineering Ms. Yang was startled by his actions just now, mechanically took out the bag from the folds of her skirt, and handed him the tissue.

And Qin Chen actually said something gentlemanly: "Thank you."

Gao Qi: "???"

"Why did you arrest him?" Miss Yang finally couldn't hold back, and spoke out her heart for Gao Qi.

Without raising his eyelids, Qin Chen took out two pieces of paper and said, "The Black Death can't last so long. Besides, you just said that you can't live without any disease. It's not a problem if you take off your arm. Or do you really mean it?" Are you going to give him an injection and medicine?"

Yang Shuxin said who talked to you about the problem of cure?Is this the point? ? ?

But before she could speak, a scream rang out.

The patient whose hand was removed realized it later, and his crying face changed instantly.

His scream woke up all the "patients" in the house, and the howling became more and more loud.

The candidates were startled and subconsciously covered their ears.

In the next second, those patients curled up in the quilt rushed out, grabbing the examinee in front of the bed with their bloody hands.

For a moment, exclamations and screams filled the entire church.

Qin Chen felt a hand hooked around his neck, and his fingers were clenched into fists to avoid rubbing against his face.

Then he was pulled by someone, bypassed the tall square pillar on the side, and stuck to the back of the pillar.

You Huo withdrew his arm from Qin Chen's neck, frowned and said, "Are you crazy?"

"You mean this?" Qin Chen raised his bloody hand, "I've always been crazy, don't you know?"

The stained windows of the church are high above, and the gloomy skylight passes through the glass, leaving only a few strands.

One of Qin Chen's eyes fell into the light, he blocked Youyou's sight jokingly and said, "Don't stare at me like that. According to what the nun said, you've already been infected, are you afraid?"

You Huo: "Not afraid."

The illness in the exam, I think and know that it will never go anywhere normally.

But he has even entered the coffin, so he is afraid of the so-called "infectious disease"?

"That's fine."

"It's very lonely to be sick alone, great examiner." Qin Chen shook out the tissue, handed one over, and said, "I'll be your companion."

You Huo was suddenly scratched in his heart.

***

The church was in turmoil and chaos.

Candidates are afraid on the one hand, and have scruples on the other——

Let's fight, I'm afraid that if you touch the sore, you will become a rotten person.

Don't fight, when will this frankly be chased?

Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong are really skilled.

But two fists are no match for four hands, not to mention that there are more than 40 hands that are comparable to biochemical weapons.

They used the bed to press down four "patients" and entangled two more with quilts.

Yang Shu was not from the army, so he would definitely not be able to fight.

But neither she nor Zhou Qi was holding back. The two girls were first-class in agility and softness, and they even knocked one down with high heels while dodging.

But they do not have the upper hand after all.

These patients are dying, and they still want one.

"Fuck! The knife is too short!"

Two dark blood men smashed their heads in their pockets, Gao Qi cursed angrily, and pulled Zhao Jiatong behind him.

Subconsciously, he turned his head and closed his eyes, thinking: Isn't it a fucking infection!come!Have the ability to aim at the face!

At the critical moment, I heard a "boom".

The expected flesh and blood did not smear his face, but there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Gao Qi opened his eyes and took a look.

I saw those two "infected" bosses make a horizontal cross, swung the stretcher bed and went to kill people.

The so-called strong ones are afraid of the violent ones, and the violent ones are afraid of the deadly ones.

I don't want my life... I'm afraid of being strong and tyrannical and I don't want my life.

You Huo and Qin Jiu acted as if they were "breaking the cans and breaking the cans", with no taboos.

Those patients fought with sores all over their bodies, and in terms of physical skills, they were far worse than these two.

So it only took 15 minutes before and after, and the dim chapel was "renewed".

Most of the beds were crooked and broken, and the so-called "patients" were wrapped in sheets and quilts one by one, wrapped from their feet to their necks, with only their moribund heads exposed.

Twenty-five people were piled together in the open space, which at first glance looked like a set of bowling balls.

You Huo was holding an iron square stool, and stood in front of one of them with a cold face, forming a silent threat.

patient:"……"

He moved his eyes, looked up, and met the gaze of another great demon king.

Qin Chen stood behind him, with one hand pressed on his shoulder through the quilt, bent down and asked, "That nun left in a hurry, and she spoke in too general a way, and it's a little difficult for us to understand, so I'll ask you for advice, you guys?" What kind of disease is this?"

patient:"……"

He suspected that if he said a wrong sentence, the stool in front of him would be swung up, and the person behind him would just snap his chin and wring his head off.

The candidates next to him were already drunk.

On the one hand, I feel very cool, and on the other hand, I feel a little dazed...

Gao Qi said to Zhao Jiatong with a complicated expression: "Hey, these two... tsk, it's very embarrassing for me, a peaceful middle-aged man."

Zhao Jiatong: "What's the embarrassment?"

"Looking at it this way, we are more like villains, don't you think?" Gao Qi clenched his fists and whispered a slogan: "Justice will eventually defeat evil—we are that evil."

Zhao Jiatong: "..."

It's kind of like...

Zhao Jiatong said, "How about asking them to ask a different question?"

Gao Qi said: "That won't work, I'll just be polite."

Smashed or wrung out?

This is a sending proposition.

The patient murmured for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, "It's not the Black Death..."

Yang Shu folded his arms and rolled his eyes beside him: "Nonsense."

"There used to be a bubonic plague in this town, but it's over. The damned are dead and burnt. It's snowed all season in winter, and the disease is gone. The town died There are not as many people as there are in Kelton Castle..." the patient said slowly.

His eyeballs are too big, and they seem to fall out of their sockets when he turns them twice.

For a few moments, the left and right eye movements were even different.

Yang Shu frowned beside him, turned his head to look at the light in the castle, and walked away quietly with bare feet.

The patient continued: "If you want to talk about the Black Death, the duke has survived it."

Another patient next to him also said in a hoarse voice: "Not only, the Duke, Madam, children, butler, and servants...there are too many."

"That's right, the Black Death spread quickly. Those doctors wearing masks and black robes, who sealed themselves from top to bottom couldn't stop it. Who in the castle can avoid it?"

Those patients looked like dead people, and their speech was even more ghostly.

Many candidates got goosebumps, but no one interrupted.

"Later, I don't know how long it took, news came from the castle, saying that the Duke found a witch doctor and he was about to recover. Maybe it was in the hope of doing good deeds? Food was sent to each of our households." Patient explain.

"Yes, I remember... saying that we were afraid of contagion, so we were not invited to the castle as guests. Fresh beef and mutton and a large barrel of wine were sent. After the Black Death, we ate so well for the first time. I felt like that day I was so full that I vomited twice in the night and got a fever..."

Hearing this, You Huo asked, "Is there a problem with the food?"

The patient shook his head and said, "No, I am the only one who has been sick for a few days, and the others are fine."

Other patients chimed in.

"I had a fever again and again. After a few days, maybe my health would fail, and I would develop bloody sores, which would grow in large areas. And then... I..."

The patient tilted his head and thought for a long time, and said, "I forgot...it seems to have been sick in this church all the time."

Unable to heal, he has been lying in the church.

There were more and more people around him, and like him, they were all covered in sores and bloody.

"From time to time, there will be a wave of doctors coming, just like you. But we can't remember the details... Maybe some of them were scratched to death? Maybe some of them were infected?"

One candidate finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Are you... still alive?"

The patient was at a loss for a moment and said, "I forgot."

The time was too long, and the torture was too long.

They have forgotten whether they are still alive...

Yang Shu's voice came over suddenly: "You come to my place."

You Huo straightened up, followed the sound and looked over.Yang Shu turned to the corner of the church at some point.

Above her head, there is the largest stained window in the church.

You Huo Chong tilted his head over there, and said to Qin Chen, "Go and have a look."

The two finally let go of the patient and walked to Yang Shu's side one after the other. Other candidates also gathered around.

Upon closer inspection, they realized that what was painted on the stained window was not the crucifixion that is often seen in churches, but a figure in a hood and mask surrounded by a circle of candles.

The light from the outside came in through the candles. From this angle, the wrapped patients were no longer human. There was no flesh and blood on their faces, only white skulls.

Those skulls just opened their black eyes, looking at everyone blankly and neatly.

Gao Qi cursed and said: "I know that any history question is a cover, which history is like this?"

The Black Death is fake, but witchcraft is real.

While trembling, one examinee said seriously: "Maybe I read too many novels as a conditioned reflex, and I feel like a curse."

Another candidate asked: "When the sun shines, it looks like a skeleton... How to cure this disease? How to free them? Kill them all?"

You Huo thought for a while, then turned to Qin Chen and asked, "I'm going to tie up the nun, will you go?"

Qin Chen laughed: "How could such a bad thing happen without me."

Other candidates: "???"

Gao Qi said: "I will go too."

Qin Chen asked, "Have you been infected?"

Gao Qi said: "No."

"Unfortunately, I have." Qin Chen patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "Be honest."

Gao Qi: "..."

Is being infected something to be proud of? ? ?

Chapter 83 Prank┃He just came to lure the other party to make a small mistake, and he didn't want to involve himself in it.

"...Since we have been sent here and the number of patients is equal, there must be something we can do, right? I mean, didn't the nun say that? There were doctors who could cure patients from strange things before. Freedom from illness, although rare, is not zero."

After You Huo and Qin Chen left, the examinees did not relax.

They try to get more information from the patient's mouth, or find more clues in the church.

Gao Qi and Zhao Jiatong became the leaders of this group.

"These patients are all like this. The so-called cure is definitely not in the literal sense." Gao Qi looked carefully at the carvings at the bottom of the stone pillar, and said, "Look for everything, and share what you find."

Zhao Jiatong added: "Look for things related to patients first, after all, they are the key to the current topic, although they themselves have already..."

She wanted to say "Humans are not human and ghosts are not ghosts", but in the end she was sympathetic, and changed her words: "I can't remember things clearly, but there will always be some traces, maybe there are hidden hints."

"Makes sense."

"Come on, let's find each other separately."

Candidates responded one after another and scattered to every corner of the church.

To Gao Qi's and Zhao Jiatong's surprise, a candidate they didn't know well asked them: "What about those two? Are you really letting them go out like this? Nothing will happen, right?"

People are always like this, they prefer to stay in a safe area in a dangerous environment. They have already figured out the inside of the church, which is much safer than the unknown area.

In their view, even though those two were very powerful, going out was still fraught with danger.

Gao Qixin said, the boss of the first-generation invigilator and the boss of the second-generation invigilator get together, what are you afraid of?

However, he was still modest, and said reassuringly, "Those two are very stable, they know what's going on in their hearts, and they will come back for help as soon as they encounter something."

After the candidates left, Zhao Jiatong suddenly sighed.

Gao Qi: "What?"

"I feel quite surprised."

"Where is the accident?"

"In the past two years, the exams have become more and more tricky, and they don't even make sense." Zhao Jiatong said: "A lot of times, they just want to trap everyone here. This kind of environment usually makes candidates develop negatively. I thought they would be more indifferent and more serious. ... a little animalistic."

Selfishness is the lightest.

Some people will be full of malice in order to survive.

She didn't expect that the candidates she met would be unanimous, would be willing to share information, and would be worried about a certain companion she didn't know well.

Gao Qi thought for a while and said: "Because I haven't reached that level, at least this exam has not yet arrived."

"Too."

Gao Qi touched the stone pillar, and said after a while: "When you put it that way, I can suddenly understand why A is always so out of line."

Zhao Jiatong was taken aback: "Why?"

"I don't think his character should be so eye-catching in everything. Although he is very arrogant, there may be a madness in his bones that I didn't realize before, but it's not like this."

Zhao Jiatong nodded: "Yes, to be honest, I was quite surprised, I almost thought it was brought by 001."

Gao Qi said: "Maybe he just wanted to make the exam look less scary? It was even a little childish, like a joke. It made the candidates in the same field feel that it was far from giving up humanity to fight."

Zhao Jiatong was thoughtful.

Gao Qi paused for a moment, then said with a complicated expression: "So when 001 was an examinee, he was so lawless, maybe he also thought so?"

If that's the case, he can understand why those two are getting so close now.

Suddenly, Zhou Qi's voice came from not far away: "Brother Qi, Sister Tong, come and take a look."

They looked up.

She and Yang Shu were squatting beside a rollover stretcher.

Yang Shu pointed to the bottom of the bed and said, "There are blood characters."

Everyone gathered around upon hearing the words, and saw crooked handwriting under the bed.

From these handwritings, it can be imagined that a certain patient once hid under the bed, and left this passage with his bloody fingers when his consciousness was still clear——

Both the nun and the duke are devils and madmen!they killed me...

……

***

The back door of the church leads to a dilapidated garden.

There are promenades on both sides, and there is a pointed hut when you walk through it.

You Huo and Qin Chen swept all the way, but found no trace of the nun and patient No. 26, but there was a gap in the door of the steeple hut.

The two looked at each other and walked in quietly.

This room should have been unoccupied for a long time, and there is thick dust everywhere.

The mirrors, candlesticks, tables and chairs are all covered with milky white cobwebs, exuding a slight musty smell.

Qin Chen swept away the dust in front of him, and turned around with the tip of his nose in a circle.

You Huo looked disgusted and coughed twice.

He hooked open the drawers and wooden boxes with his fingertips, rummaged for a while, and suddenly an old book caught his attention.

The books in the house were either on the bookshelves or in wooden boxes. Only one book was on the hearth of the fireplace, with jagged edges and torn edges.

He opened the book and read a few pages.

"What did you find?" Qin Chen came over and asked in a low voice.

"A witch doctor's book." You Huo pointed to the dim inscription on the title page: "Father's, the pages are missing from blood splashes."

Coincidentally, the missing pages, judging from the previous passage, are about some kind of resurrection witchcraft.

According to the book, this is a very evil witchcraft, and at the same time it needs to pay the price of flesh and blood, which is extremely tragic.

The content stopped abruptly at the preface, and the next ten or so pages were destroyed, with traces of tearing and burning.

That's pretty obvious—

From the time they came here to now, there was no trace of the priest.I'm afraid he either died or was among those 26 patients.

...Maybe it's the missing one.

The only person in charge here is a nun, but there is no trace of her living in the entire church.

Either she lived elsewhere in town, or she wasn't normal at all.

Suddenly, a howl broke the silence of the cabin.

The sound is muffled and muffled...

Qin Chen listened intently for a moment, pointed to the floor, and whispered, "It's underneath."

The voice came from somewhere underground, and there should be a basement hidden here.

They found a trap door under the desk, and out of the way, they took off their frock coats and hung them next to the bed—the only place where there were no cobwebs.

Silk shirts and boots are still not suitable for fighting, but they are not so restrictive.

Below the trapdoor were long stone steps, dark and damp.

There are several long alleys at the end.

The wind from the ground did not know where it came from, and the fire on the stone wall flickered slightly.

They could vaguely hear the woman's hoarse whispers, passing through the narrow alleys, from far and near, there was a haunted atmosphere.

There are piles of bones in the alley.

I heard that there are such alleys under some ancient castles in Europe, where people who died of the Black Death are piled up.

You Huo frowned, gestured to Qin Chen, and followed the sound to go deeper.

There are several rooms hidden in the depths, surrounded by iron fences, which should be dungeons.

The first room was covered with moldy grass, and there were several animals paralyzed in the grass. Their bodies were undulating. They should be alive, but they were not far from death.

You Huo took a look, and mouthed to Qin Chen, "Two pigs, four goats, and a snake."

Qin Chen: "Keeping pets underground has a unique taste."

You Huo: "...the taste is more unique."

He scowled and held his breath.

The nun's voice was ahead, across the rough stone walls of a dungeon.

She suppressed her voice and said hoarsely: "There are only five, only five sacrifices, why do you always want to escape?"

Another voice was moaning, trembling.

"Look, how well-behaved the other patients are. Only you, do you know what you are like now?" the nun asked softly.

The groaning stopped, and he said tremblingly: "I know... I know, it is written in the book, I remember very clearly that you have to pay the price of flesh and blood for using that kind of magic, and you have passed all the price on us...I should, I should be...not quite human anymore."

"I was a little surprised to remember so many things." The nun giggled and said, "However, it's not that you don't look like a human being, but you can't be called a human at all. You know what it will be like when the sun shines on you outside." Is it a sight? If it shines on your hands, your hands will be bones, if you shine on your face, your face will become a skull. It’s midsummer, if you go out and stand under the sun with your whole body, how many townspeople will be scared crazy.”

"You deserve it." The voice whimpered. "You, and the Duke, this is the curse you deserve."

The nun said, "Yes, thank you good-hearted people for helping us from this kind of pain. How about..."

There was a thin rustling sound in the dungeon, like a skirt brushing against a stone surface.

"I will give you a relief in advance, so that you don't always run around. And your mental power is unexpectedly strong, yes... this is very good. Why didn't I find it before?" The nun said, "It's just that, this I'm tired of being a woman, and I want to change back to being a man."

"No, don't light candles... Please, don't light candles." The moaner said incoherently: "You can't, I'm already rotten, rotten, and I have no flesh and blood. It's useless if you change it."

The nun said: "It seems that you stole the book and didn't read it carefully. It is the effect of the curse that you turned into a bone in the sun. I will find a body for you, so you don't have to be so dilapidated. How wonderful, you put Lend me your body, I will transfer the curse to this nun, and she will go back to the hospital bed instead of you, how about it?"

"Don't...don't! You'll cut me, chop me up, I've seen the duke do that!"

"No, I promise." The nun persuaded, actually a little persuasive: "The Duke just used the wrong method at the beginning, which caused him to change his body piecemeal, but this is also because he is too picky, wait He has found a body that is perfect enough and strong enough, I think... he will try not to make it so ugly."

The missing "patient" was still weeping, saying "no, please" repeatedly, but the nun ignored him.

You Huo and Qin Chen sneaked over, leaned against the wall quietly, and took a look.

In the dungeon, a nun with disheveled hair was arranging candles around a blood man, and placed them in a circle.

The flame of the candle jumped suddenly and became bright red, strange and terrifying.

The nun caressed the top of the blood man's head with her fingers, bent down and closed her eyes and read a few words in a low voice.

The moment the candle flame flickered wildly, You Huo bent his finger at Qin Chen and made a gesture.

Kidnap?

together.

***

While the two gentlemen were rushing straight for the dungeon without hesitation, a tall and thin figure entered the dusty hut through the side door of the church.

It was none other than Douglas, the Duke's steward.

With an old face on his face, he coughed a few times, his eyes fell on the dress beside the bed.

"Ah... I caught it." Douglas whispered, "Not wearing a dress during the day is a little mistake that makes the master unhappy."

But it appeared that the two gentlemen had strayed into the dungeon by mistake.

It would be a bit miserable if the witch doctor took the lead...

Tsk, poor man.

Douglas murmured.

He found the trapdoor familiarly, and went down the stone ladder to the dungeon, trying to get the two gentlemen back before the witch doctor did it.

Douglas heard a noise as he passed the long alley, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

He thought he would see such a scene: the two gentlemen were tied up, kneeling in the dungeon in embarrassment and begging tremblingly, the witch doctor wearing a nun's skin stood among the candles, with his hands on top of their heads, laughing Waiting for the other party to contribute their body.

And when he really stood in front of the iron fence, the real scene came into his eyes, and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

There are candles.

Human beings are also complete.

It's the opposite position...

The person kneeling in the circle is the witch doctor, and those holding her are the two gentlemen.

In the corner next to him was a bloody patient, who was the former priest.

In the candle circle, besides the witch doctor, there is also a pig lying down.

One of the two gentlemen put his knee on the witch doctor's back, and the other took the witch doctor's hand and put it on the pig's head.

The witch doctor is going crazy.

Douglas is going crazy too.

What was frightening was that the two gentlemen heard his movement for the first time and turned their heads in unison.

One of them tilted his head, smiled and said, "Coincidentally, there's another one."

Another said, "Then I'll catch another one."

Catch a what?

The housekeeper doesn't want to know...

He just came to lure the other party to make a small mistake, and he didn't want to involve himself in it.

no way!