My House of Horrors Chapter 181: You woke up the devil
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The old man ’s words summed up is that the world behind the door is actually just a nightmare for the personality of Men Nan.
When the boy wakes up, the channel connecting the world to reality may be closed, or it may disappear directly.
If there is no "Door" in Chen Ha ’s haunted house, he might agree with the old man ’s statement, but "Door" appears in two different places. This is by no means a little boy ’s nightmare.
Chen Ge did not reveal that he also had "Door" information in the haunted house. He looked at the old man and asked another question.
"You said it was a boy ’s nightmare, and everything in it was revealed by the child ’s subconscious mind, then can you tell me, what role do you play in this nightmare? Or you ’re in his What is symbolized in the nightmare? "
The expression on the old man ’s face became a bit stiff, but he did n’t shy away: “I ’m like you, I came in from outside the nightmare. We belong to outsiders, and even in the nightmare, they play themselves.
"Playing yourself?" Chen Ge came in from the outside, without any change in his physical appearance.
There is no vitality in the old man, and what Chen Ge cares about is the blood-red doctor uniform on his body.
His eyes glanced over the uniform, a thought flashed in Chen Ge ’s mind.
Will the old man wear this coat when he enters the world inside the door? What did he do to dye the white coat red?
As early as the first sight of the old man, Chen Ge had a guess.
The dean of Third Sick Hall disappeared a few years ago. Until now, he has not been found. No one can live, no dead.
And the old man in front of him, no matter from age or temperament, is very similar to the dean, so he guessed that the old dean was not missing. He should have entered the world behind the door for various reasons.
He read the letters left by the old dean. In the last letter, the old dean did show some curiosity about the world inside.
But because he has read the letter from the old dean and has a good impression of the old dean, so he really can't overlap the old dean he imagined with the red dress Specter in front of him.
Shaking his head to disperse his thoughts, Chen Ge calmed down again.
His understanding of the old dean was only through the letters written by the dean himself.
When anyone writes a letter to an outsider, he will not uglify himself, so the old dean shown in those letters is not necessarily the real dean.
Thinking of the electrotherapy room, as well as the crowded and messy First Sick Hall and the Second Sick Hall who would rather be empty than unoccupied, Chen Ge took a light breath and began to be more careful.
"Did you understand what I said? Don't wake up this child. Put him down, I will take you out of the nightmare." The old man's voice is very comfortable to listen to, and it always makes people subconsciously ignore him danger.
Chen Ge slowly walked towards the door: "I will not hurt this child, but the premise is that you have to tell me the way to leave first, let me see your sincerity."
"It ’s easy to leave, just cross that door ..."
"Boom!"
The old man was interrupted halfway through the speech, and there was a blast in Third Sick Hall, as if a certain room had exploded.
At this sound, the old man's expression was dignified, his pale face was twisted, and he could no longer care about maintaining kindness and kindness.
"What happened?" Chen Ge faintly felt that this change was related to Zhang Ya. When the old man came in, he saw the old man's fingers deformed and his arms were not naturally twisted. Obviously, he was unexpected when he resisted something Outside the blow.
"It's okay, a little problem." The old man's secret opening, standing in the middle of the door, looked up to Chen Ge: "Give me that child, and I will take you out."
There is no extra expression on the pale face, which gives a very strange feeling, and the old man finally tears off the disguise.
"Send me away first, otherwise there is no negotiation." Chen Ge was determined, his hand shaking with a knife was trembling slightly because of tension, this was his first time facing the red dress Specter.
"Do you want to leave? Okay, come with me." The old man turned directly and suddenly became active.
Chen Ge didn't dare to carelessly, he followed carefully, he kept a distance of three meters with the old man.
In his opinion, no matter what the other party does, he can respond in a timely manner within three meters, but without taking two steps, he finds himself underestimating the horror of red clothes.
Strictly speaking, he only took one step, and before the second step, he lost consciousness by hanging his legs in the air.
Looking down, when talking with the old man just now, the blood on the ground, which was invisible to the naked eye, crawled onto his leg. At that time, the blood was drilling into his flesh like a poisonous insect.
"Don't you want to leave? Come with me." The old man turned his head, his eyes were sunken, his face was covered with wrinkles, and the smile was very emaciated.
At that time, Chen Ge dared to follow him. He held the knife and wanted to retreat, but the leg hanging in the air did not listen to the call and moved forward!
"Because of those bloodshot eyes?" Chen Ge's scalp numb. He didn't know how many bloodshot eyes got into his left leg. What was more terrifying was that as the old man spoke, the cracked floor and the wall cracks were coming The more bloodshot came out, crawling towards Chen Ge like a snake.
Looking at the surging bloodshots, if other people must have been crazy, they began slashing knives in their hands.
But Chen Ge has a near-talented ability. The more crisis, the calmer he is.
The knife in his hand was firmly placed on the neck of the boy. Chen Ge let those bloodshots climb onto his body, and his knife kept pressing down.
The old man turned around deliberately, causing him to be paralyzed, but now he turned his head to look at him again.
If the old man has sufficient confidence, there is no need to be so troublesome, he must still be worried about the boy.
Chen Ge really ca n’t understand why the old man is afraid of the boy waking up, but in this case, the more the old man is afraid of things, the more he has to do it.
The blade cut the skin, and no blood ran out of the boy ’s neck. What ’s more strange is that the blood that the old man manipulated would get out of control as soon as he approached the boy, and directly entered the body along the wound on the boy ’s neck.
"These bloodshots seem to belong to the boy originally, could the old man just steal the boy's power?"
Chen Ge has discovered the old man ’s secret, and he has become more daring. The blade fell completely, and there was a cry from the old man in his ear.
The boy with the sharp knife submerged near the boy ’s collarbone, his eyelids kept beating, his fingers clenched, and his eyes opened!
The bloodshot cells in the electrotherapy room were instantly divided into two parts, one was struggling backwards, and the other was sucked into the body by the boy.
"You crazy! You woke up the devil!"
The old man seemed to be getting older. He turned and ran, but he had n’t escaped far, and there was a boundless black hair on the other side of the corridor.