Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 188: Silk Pulling Gu
Chapter 188 Silk Pulling Gu
The skin on Zhang Jiaqi's arm is very white, not the normal moist white and tender, but the surface layer is swollen due to long-term soaking in the medicine.
At this time, she was kneeling beside the sink with full concentration, holding a black cat that had just been killed in both hands, like a fisherman, waiting quietly, her eyes fixed on the pool full of corpses, as if she was expecting something something appears.
She was so absorbed that I walked behind her without realizing it.
Holding my breath, I suppressed my curiosity and watched quietly.
The front of the black cat in Zhang Jiaqi's hand was intact, without any wounds on the fur, and the creepy chewing sound came from under the black cat's body.
The black hair was soaked in formalin, the eyes of the tragic black cat were wide open, and the bright red tongue was slowly fading in the liquid medicine, turning pale.
"What is she doing?" Randomly waking up a sleepwalking person would cause great damage to her brain nerves. I dare not speak out at this time because I am afraid that Zhang Jiaqi will react excessively.
About five minutes later, an unimaginable scene appeared.
The dead cat, whose body was half soaked in the formalin pool, suddenly moved, and I couldn't believe my eyes: "The dead revived?"
The limbs of the dead cat began to twitch, like a live fish that had been taken out of the water, struggling in Zhang Jiaqi's hands. This scene was very strange.
The strength of the dead cat is not small. Zhang Jiaqi spent a lot of effort to press it into the pool. Her arms trembled and her shoulders shrugged, which was exactly the same as the scene I saw outside the door at the beginning.
After a while, the dead cat stopped moving, and after two or three rounds, Zhang Jiaqi finally took the dead cat out of the pool.
As if she had completed some kind of ritual, she straightened her hands, took a step back, and slowly fished the dead cat out of the pool.
The front of the cat corpse was intact, but a long knife wound appeared on the back soaked in formalin.
The incision was cut half a palm long, but not a drop of blood or internal organs flowed out, but some white silk threads fluttering.
"It's this thing again!" The silk thread is exactly the same as what I saw in general, it seems to be alive, slender, white, and dangerous!
Zhang Jiaqi carefully avoided the silk thread on the black cat's body with her fingers, and laid it flat on the edge of the pool.
She and I were both attracted by the dead cat, our gazes converged, and we stared closely at the young body that should have died.
"Crack!" There was a sound of dislocation of bones in the dead cat's body, followed by dense sounds, and then the most terrifying thing happened.
Those white threads sewed up the broken knife wound, bringing the two pieces of flesh together, and then the black cat, which should have died, raised its front paws and slowly got up!
I gasped, the scene in front of me completely violated the iron law of birth, old age, sickness and death.
Maybe because I was too surprised, the sound I made unconsciously was heard by Zhang Jiaqi. This female student showed a fierce expression that I had never seen before. She turned around suddenly and took out a scalpel from the satchel she was carrying. cut to my body.
"Zhang Jiaqi!" I backed up in a hurry, the blade flashed past my eyes, leaving behind a trace of coldness.
"It's you?" After seeing my face clearly, Zhang Jiaqi had a weird face. She stood between me and the dead cat, and she didn't put away the scalpel: "How did you find this place?"
"Calm down, I think we can have a good talk." Although Zhang Jiaqi is weird, she is undoubtedly a living person, so there should be a possibility of communication between me and her.
"There is nothing to talk about. I gave you a chance, but you insist on dying yourself. Even if I don't kill you, the teacher will kill you!" She is a weak girl, but she keeps her mouth shut and kills, as if life is in her The eyes are just a piece of experimental material with temperature.
"Teacher? It seems that you have known for a long time that your teacher is not missing, but is hiding somewhere in the West Campus, but I don't understand what kind of experiment you are conducting? You have to hide it from the outside world, and you have to use living people Make materials.” I can now be sure that Zhang Jiaqi entered the west campus many times late at night not to find her teacher, but to conduct some kind of terrible human experiment with her teacher.
"You don't have to know, and you can't know."
Zhang Jiaqi rushed towards me wielding a scalpel, but I didn't think she could pose a danger to me. After seeing the trajectory of her knife, I easily grabbed her wrist: "Now we can talk Is it?"
"Talk? You should talk to the dead!" She screamed, and I still understood what was going on, and the black cat that came back from the dead ran out from behind Zhang Jiaqi!
It was too fast, I raised my foot to kick it away, but the cat hugged my leg like an octopus and bit down.
The wound was not big, but I felt that the whole leg became numb, and something cold penetrated into my flesh along the wound.
"No, it's the white line!" I grabbed Zhang Jiaqi's scalpel and pushed her away, backing away.
The short security guard at the door heard the movement and ran over in a hurry. He happened to see the black cat lying on my lap, and he didn't hesitate to help me pull the black cat off.
"Don't get close to it!" I reminded aloud, but it was too late, the black cat turned its head and bit the palm of the short security guard, and then ran out of the underground corpse vault with a swish.
"What's that?" The short security guard slowly lowered his raised arms, and he looked at his body in shock: "What's going on? I can't feel my hands!"
The feeling of numbness spread in the body, and the thin white thread in the black cat's body had entered into me and the body of the short security guard through the wound.
"Go!" I yelled at him, grabbed his shoulders and ran outside.
"After seeing that thing, do you still want to leave?" Zhang Jiaqi chased after her like crazy. The standing black shadows seemed to come alive.
The short security guard and I ran with all our strength. The root cause of our negligence this time was that we relied too much on the prompts from the underworld show. There was an option to protect the living in the optional missions of the show. When I confirmed that Zhang Jiaqi was a living person, I instinctively thought that she was someone I could communicate with, but I didn't expect to be cheated by the underworld show. There are probably no ghosts or demons in this live broadcast, and everything is man-made!
The underground structure of this building is very complicated. The short security guard and I didn't go out for a long time, and even met those who were able to move head-on several times.
"Why don't you go and leave me alone." The short security guard was getting slower and slower, and finally fell to the ground with a plop. He wanted to stand up, but his arms and legs were all weak: "My arm It’s as if my legs are not my own, and it’s hard to even move them.”
"Can the white thread paralyze the whole body?" I looked around and saw no one was following me, so I dragged the short security guard into the classroom beside me: "It's strange, why didn't I have any reaction?"
The black cat did feel numbness when it first bit it, but the numbness gradually disappeared after running a few meters away. I thought it was a chronic poison, but when I saw the condition of the short security guard, I felt Somewhat uncertain.
"How do you feel where you were bitten now?"
The short security guard shook his head, he couldn't even speak, and when he opened his mouth, he could only see tiny white spots on his originally bright red tongue.
"White thin thread? White tongue?" I let go of the hand supporting the short security guard. If there is no medical treatment, this short security guard will become another old Tao in a short time.
Standing at the door of the classroom, I looked at the short security guard who was stiffly on the ground. Once I left here, the security guard would definitely die, and a living life would disappear like this.
But it is very difficult to save him with my own ability. I only know that the thin white thread is afraid of light, but I don't know how to take it out of the body.
Heavy footsteps sounded again from the corridor. The noisy and irregular sound was like a different kind of symphony, interpreting the word resurrection in a way of extreme fear.
"Stop running?" Zhang Jiaqi saw me standing at the door of the classroom from a distance, with a scary expression on her face: "Is it because I can't control my body? Do I feel something is passing through my blood vessels? It's squeezing towards the heart bit by bit, poor guy, I obviously gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it. You have been engulfed by the silk thread, and you can spend the rest of your life in the underground laboratory with peace of mind."
"Silk-drawing Gu?" When I mentioned Gu poison, I looked down at my wrist, and there was a gray-white thin thread crawling out of the wound, half dead, at the plum blossom brand.