Horror University Chapter 91: The black man turned out to be…

"You, you shouldn't be here," the black uncle walked in gently, pushing a corpse, and said: "This is the resting place of the dead. The coming of the living will disturb them..." , The black uncle pushed the new corpse to a position side by side with the original corpse in the room. No one else put on a white mask and white gloves. It seemed that he was about to start work—that is, to deal with the new corpse. .

"However," the black uncle suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yin Kuang and Qian Qianqian behind him, a low voice came through the mask," Jason said, you did not bother him. It seems you It should be a courteous guest. But unfortunately, it’s working time. If you want, you can sit down and have a cup of tea or something." After that, I ignored Yin Kuang and Qian Qianqian, and started to work. A lamp on the stage lowered his head and unzipped the body bag.

When she saw the contents of the body bag, Qian Qianqian's eyes widened. Just about to call out, she saw the black uncle making a "hush" gesture at her, and she quickly tightened her hands. He covered his mouth tightly, then lowered his head tightly, and the little head shrank on Yin Kuang's back. Yin Kuang could feel her trembling violently.

Even if it was Yin Kuang, although he had already had a disgusting "physiology" in school, at this moment, I saw the black uncles taken out of the body bag one by one to the broken limbs, internal organs, intestines, Then put it on the workbench, put together the human figure, and said to the corpse next to it, "Look, Jason, I have found a new partner for you. I hope you can get along well." Such a scene, It really scared Yin Kuang.

"Yin...Yin Kuang, let's go quickly...Let's go." Qian Qianqian, whose forehead was resting on Yin Kuang's back, felt a little safe, but she was still terrified. At this moment, in Qian Qianqian's eyes, even if this black uncle was not the **** of death, he was more terrifying than the **** of death. In fact, this has nothing to do with psychological quality. No matter how timid or small, unless you are perverted, you will get frustrated when you see a scene of "human-corpse dialogue" not far away.

Yin Kuang has the thought of retreat. But when he saw the notebook on the table, he settled again, breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered: "Qian Qianqian, if you are scared, you can wait for me outside. There are some things, I You must ask clearly." Qian Qianqian paused, and then shook her head quickly, "I...I don't want it." Yin Kuang frowned slightly, then stretched his brows, shook his head and stopped talking.

Then, Yin Kuang watched the black uncle sew the stumps of the broken arms with needles and thread, put the various internal organs back to the original position of the body, and used some special distribution to hide the stitches. In the past, the whole process was extremely proficient, as if after countless practice. The black uncle never said it again except for a word with Yin Kuang and others at the beginning, as if he had forgotten them, and devoted himself to "work" very intently. It seems that between heaven and earth, there is only him, and the corpse he is dealing with, and nothing else.

"This is...!?"

Yin Kuang, who was watching the black uncle, changed his face constantly. Sometimes frowning, sometimes biting lip, sometimes squinting, sometimes staring, sometimes wondering, sometimes realizing, and sometimes contemplating. After such changes, it should not be inferior to professional face-changing artists. Why? Because Yin Kuang unexpectedly discovered that his perception of the black uncle is getting weaker and weaker. Even if the black uncle is not far away from him, the black uncle is in the position where he can see, but Yin Kuang can hardly feel the existence of black people! Even at a certain moment, Yin Kuang suddenly discovered that the black uncle had suddenly disappeared, everything around him disappeared, and even disappeared by himself. It was a feeling of...unspoken, the world seemed to have returned to its original form, what Nothing, everything, nothing!

At this moment, Yin Kuang even felt that his own was about to dissipate-like smoke dissipated between heaven and earth, and never existed between heaven and earth, there was no joy and anger, no sorrow, nothing, nothing Now... Yin Kuang trembled with horror until a sharp metal crash sounded in his ears. Then, he saw his own hands and feet, and saw the black uncle who was working not far away, and felt Qian Qianqian's faint trembling behind him, everything was the same! Nothing seems to have changed.

It seems that there is a faint sigh of regret and disappointment. I don't know where it came from... Yin Kuang didn't pay attention.

However, when Yin Kuang recalled the feeling he had just now, he found...no! Nothing at all? Nothing at all! Nothing is nothing, nothing!

Inexplicably, Yin Kuang suddenly felt a depression and irritability, not knowing where it came from. It was hard to vent, and the depression accumulated in his heart, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Slap!" Yin Kuang slapped himself fiercely. The fiery pain on his face stimulated his consciousness and distracted Yin Kuang's attention. In this way, Yin Kuang felt better.

At this time, the "work" of the black uncle seemed to be completed. He slowly raised his head, took off his gloves and mask, went to a shroud to wrap the stitched corpse, and said: "Man, now you need a good rest. Don't worry. Here, no one will come back to disturb you, I promise you." Then he said to the corpse on one side: "Jason, you should be friendly to Tom." After speaking, he lifted the shroud and wrapped it up.

"Okay," the black uncle clapped his hands, tilted his head and smiled at Yin Kuang: "Now, it's time to greet the uninvited guests. Although it is not appropriate to greet the guests." The black uncle walked along. At the table, I gently closed the notebook on the table and said: "I forgive you for messing with my things. Then, tell me your purpose here."

Yin Kuang opened her mouth. Before she could speak, Qian Qianqian’s small head stuck out from behind Yin Kuang’s back, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, I want to ask you, how can I escape death? Chasing?" Qian Qianqian didn't want to stay here for a moment, so she wanted to finish her question early, no matter if she had an answer or not, then she could leave. A delicate and fragile loli, and then she said "Uncle"...Well, if you change a place instead of in the corpse processing room; another person instead of the bald black uncle with a weird smile, then Such a scene, with a little more pen and ink, can make people think about it.

Unfortunately, this is the corpse processing room, and there is a bald black man here.

The black uncle's dark eyes glanced at Qian Qianqian, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, and said: "A person who is guarded by a weak law...hehe, it seems that the **** of death is in another trouble..." The tone was full of banter. Ignoring Qian Qianqian's doubtful expression, the black uncle looked at Yin Kuang again, "It's really amazing...He is another person protected by the law, but it's a pity... Maybe this is an arrangement in the dark... Let you come to me, but you will be disappointed. I don’t have the answer you want here."

Speaking, the black man took out a pen, then opened the notebook, and then scribbled a big "X" on each page, "The secret of death has been leaked, so it is not a secret anymore. "After that, the black uncle closed the notebook, then handed it to Yin Kuang, and said: "This notebook has lost its function~IndoMTL.com~ As a reward for not disturbing Jason, I will give it For you. Respect for the dead is a supreme virtue and commendable. Maybe it can help you, maybe it can't. Everything depends on you."

Yin Kuang looked at the black uncle blankly, and then reached out to take the notebook.

Then he was prompted by the principal.

"Reminder: You get a tombstone death note from the'Reason Substitute'."

"Item: Incomplete Death Note."

"Introduction: A person who has avoided the design of the **** of death 10 times can become a'candidate of the **** of death'. A person who has avoided the design of the **** of death 100 times can become a'reaper monitor'. Participate in the "law of death" and become a "substitute of death" and a person who breaks free from the "law of death". This is a notebook for the "substitute of death" to record deaths. It introduces an accidental death in detail and records it. The'Genuine Reaper' is designed for the death of every'deceiver'. It is now incomplete. All recorded death designs are invalid."

"Rating: Legendary Item (pseudo)

"Utility: Reading."

"Evaluation: "The Outsider", even if you get it, you never want to get it!!"

The signature is impressively——Reaper! !

Yin Kuang's face turned pale in an instant, staring at the black man with wide eyes, "You!!!"

The black uncle smiled and said, "Outsiders, your eyes tell me that you already know who I am." The black uncle seems to be a wise man who knows everything, as usual. As he said, the black uncle shrugged and turned to look at the two corpses not far away, "The dead person deserves due respect... I hope you can keep this virtue. Get out of here and wish you good luck. Death. , Still follow you."