The doctor ran to the door of the data room, but found that Lao Wang was no longer there. The incense candle burning on the small table at the door was still smoking lightly. He felt weird. He opened his throat and shouted, "Lao Wang, you where is it?"

No one answered.

"Pharaoh, where did you die? Come out."

Still no one answered.

The doctor felt a numb scalp and ran out with his legs.

At this moment, a big cold Bingbing hand slapped it on his back.

The doctor screamed in fright and collapsed on the ground. Looking back, he didn't make his nose crooked.

Lao Wang stood behind him with a smile.

"Pharaoh, what are you doing? It's scary and scary."

The doctor got up from the ground embarrassedly.

"Doctor, I'm so sorry, I scared you."

"Why are your hands so cold?"

"Oh, I'm doing cleaning. My routine every morning is to scrub the display racks in the reference room."

Lao Wang raised his hands. He was wearing blue rubber gloves. No wonder his hands were so cold. It turned out to be because of the rubber gloves.

The doctor glared at Lao Wang, "It's okay from now on don't wear rubber gloves to slap people, just like a dead man's paw, it's cold and frightening."

"I was at work just now. When I heard you call me, I was anxious and ran over before I could take off my gloves. By the way, doctor, did you see the corpse of the little monster?"

"Saw."

The doctor's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

"How do you feel?"

"It's kind of cripple."

Old Wang smirked, "So I burned incense and offered it, there should be nothing wrong with it."

"Huh, you can do it yourself."

Lao Wang looked around no one and immediately hooked his finger at the doctor.

The doctor was puzzled and frowned, "Pharaoh, what are you doing again?"

"Look at what you said, I have something to tell you."

The doctor looked at Pharaoh's mysterious expression, and he couldn't laugh or cry, but he still got close to Pharaoh.

"Go ahead, I'm listening."

Lao Wang approached the doctor and said in a low voice, "Doctor, tonight is the night of the full moon."

Looking at the strange expression on Lao Wang's face, the doctor couldn't help but panic.

"What happened to the full moon night?"

"On the night of the full moon, those spirit bodies are most likely to mutate when they are moisturized by the moonlight. For example, werewolves, corpse transformations and the like, don't they all happen on the night of the full moon?"

The doctor frowned, "Pharaoh, your thoughts are really jumping. Why are you going to the night of the full moon? Even if it is the night of the full moon, does it have anything to do with us? Missing, don't we people still live the same way?"

Lao Wang grabbed the doctor's wrist, and the cold bingbing touch once again froze into his bones. The doctor screamed in shock.

"Hey, Pharaoh, what did you do? I told you, don't pat and touch when wearing rubber gloves, just like a dead hand."

Lao Wang immediately retracted his hand.

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Doctor, what I actually want to say is that the night of the full moon has a lot to do with us."

"What does it matter?"

"Doctor, have you forgotten? There are dead bodies in our data room."

"Isn't it just the few baby corpses? They are already dead, can they toss?"

What the doctor meant was that you Pharaoh had been holding back for a long time, thinking that there was a big burden to shake out, and he said such a ridiculous thing, so he laughed and patted Pharaoh on the shoulder.

"Pharaoh, you move your pig's brain and think about it. How long have those little babies died? How many full moon nights have gone through after their deaths. If they could make noise, they would have been making noise. Now, will you wait until tonight?"

Lao Wang chuckled, "Doctor, your memory is really bad, is there a baby in our data room who has just died before the full moon night?"

When the doctor heard what Old Wang said, a thin layer of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.

"who is it?"

"Of course it's a little monster. Who else can it be?"

little monster?

A little monster suddenly appeared in the doctor's mind lying in the formalin solution, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, shivering.

The doctor stammered, "Yes, isn't the little monster just dead?"

But Lao Wang seemed to have missed the expression on the doctor’s face, and muttered, “Doctor, I’m just thinking about it. Yesterday was fourteen. On the eve of the full moon night, this little monster was laughing and blowing bubbles. Does it indicate that there will be any big moves tonight? By the way, what big moves this little monster makes, how can we mortal people with naked eyes stand it?"

The doctor was dumbfounded, unable to say a word.

"Hey, doctor, what's wrong with you? Are you talking?"

The doctor stammered, "I'm thinking about what you just said."

"Doctor, don't believe me. I now feel more and more that the little monster's previous abnormal behavior, whether it be bubbles or grinning laughter, is paving the way for its corpse tonight. It."

"The corpse? Pharaoh, don't you say it is so cripple, OK?"

Regardless of the doctor's fright, Lao Wang said his face pale.

"Doctor, I'm not scaring you. I think the reason why the little monster didn't make a big move last night was because its own power alone was not enough to cause a corpse. It needs help from outside. But tonight, if it can feel When Yuehua is nourished, its power will grow exponentially. At that time, it will be natural for a corpse to change or something."

"Pharaoh, don't tell me anymore, my goose bumps are all up. Do you think the little monster will change tonight?"

"Yes, it definitely will."

The doctor listened and felt his body froze like an electric shock.

Lao Wang seemed to be talking to himself, more like talking to a doctor.

"I'll go to the dean in a moment. Tonight is a very night, and I can't work overtime for anything. I have a hunch that something will definitely happen tonight."

When the doctor listened, he shook his heart and almost collapsed on the ground again.

"Hey, doctor, are you okay? Your complexion is very bad, like white paper."

"It's okay, I should go now, you can do it yourself."

The doctor finished speaking coldly and turned away.

Lao Wang frowned, "Isn't this hysterical? It's okay to run around and beep, turn around and go crazy. Forget it, I'll continue my daily cleaning work." After finishing, he hummed a small tune and picked it up. Broom.

After the doctor left the reference room, he walked around the corridor like a headless fly, thinking about what the old Wang said in his heart, and felt even more scared.

Although all the legends about the night of the full moon were exaggerated by film and television dramas and novels, the doctor couldn't help shaking as soon as he thought of the corpse of the little monster he just saw.

"No, I have to report this to the dean immediately."

After shaking for tens of thousands, the doctor finally made a decision and ran towards the elevator.