Chapter 239 Death Q&A

  Yi Chen was not stingy and offered all the big bags of grave tea he just got,

  Although tea is a good thing, it is not a necessity, and you can also buy it directly from the organization in the future. There is no need to drink the highest quality grave tea from the beginning.

  As all the tea leaves were rolled into the old woman's mouth, the other person immediately showed a satisfied expression.

   "The young people nowadays are really sensible, the conversation time is still one hour, but I will give you something else..."

  The old woman stretched out her dry fingers like a dead tree and touched her cheek.

   "Your "dead makeup" is just for camouflage, which is not enough. I will teach you some more effective and deadly "makeup", which will be of great help to you now.

   Come to me every Saturday night at 12:00 and study for an hour. "

   "Thank you, Granny Tang."

   "You don't need to thank me, after all, you are the second 'undead' person I have seen since I have lived for so long, and the first is of course myself.

  If you want to ask anything, just ask, and remember to leave the room before this candle burns out, otherwise I may not be able to control my festering spiritual impulse and do something too nice to you. "

  The old woman's black and sore-covered flexible tongue moved rapidly in the air, sometimes folding, sometimes rolling, making a weird sound of flesh.

   It seems that as long as Yi Chen fails to leave on time, he will accept the punishment brought by this tongue.

  Yi Chen didn't reject Granny Tang's weird behavior at all, and took the time to ask key questions:

   "I wonder why we can live like this after death? Instead of dying quietly like most people."

  Grandma Tang took out a piece of sandpaper from the drawer and began to polish the wrinkles on her face, answering while polishing:

  "I have been looking for the answer to this question for a long time. At first, I always thought it had something to do with zombies, until a Taoist priest stuck all his talismans on me, but I still broke my neck, and I denied this view.

   Later, for a period of time, I thought that for some reason, I was not welcomed by Lord Hades. When I died, I didn’t send anyone to seduce the soul, so the soul stayed in the corpse and lived.

  But I have never seen a bull-headed horse face for so long, and with the development of social technology, I no longer believe in such things.

  Later, when I came to the mental hospital, I gradually discovered a problem in my daily conversations with Dr. Lu Xin.

  I have been dead for 471 years. Many things have been abandoned and forgotten by me, but there are still some things that I always remember in my heart. Every time I think of it, my whole body twitches with hatred.

  Combined with the research of the mental hospital, it is probably inferred that it is related to the strong obsession I had during my lifetime, and no matter how time passes, the intensity of the obsession will not fade.

   It is this strong obsession that keeps me 'alive'.

  When this obsession starts to fade, I may really die like a normal person...Young man, you should have some kind of strong obsession in your heart, right? I can see the unwillingness and hatred in your eyes. "

"Yes."

   "That's right, we do belong to the same category, belonging to the [weird] related to death."

  Grandma Tang's last words stunned Yi Chen,

  The past two years of "temporary worker" life, along with all kinds of weird contacts and killings, made Yi Chen also began to doubt whether the state of the dead he presented was also considered a weird category.

  Grandma Tang continued: "The world we live in looks stable and peaceful, but in fact it is chaotic...[Humans] are creatures that accidentally derive consciousness, and there are many variables and uncontrollability.

  Under the huge population base, there are always some people who are out of gregarious, extreme, tyrannical, and paranoid.

  Their thinking has been continuously distorted during the growth process, and this distortion has gradually affected the root of the soul, causing them to change from the root, and eventually become the so-called [weird].

  However, we are not exactly the same as these guys. We can completely control ourselves, but it is difficult to control our emotions when it comes to obsession.

   Unlike other weirdos, who have to find opportunities to vent every day, and even take pleasure in abuse, fear creation, and slaughter.

  Although I have killed people, it was four hundred years ago. "

"I see…"

   Yi Chen who got the answer also nodded, feeling reasonable,

  He can also fully accept that after the orphanage is razed to the ground and Director Cao is killed, he will untie his knots, let go of his obsessions and die.

  At this time,

  Grandma Tang, who had already polished half of her face into a 40-year-old appearance, licked off the dead skin powder with her tongue, chewed and swallowed, and continued:

   "The above is just my old lady's subjective guess. There may be deeper and more important reasons that I don't know. As the same kind, we can slowly discuss this matter in the future.

  Remember the appointment every Saturday, I will light candles and wait for your arrival. "

  Yi Chen glanced at the red candle lit on the dressing table. There was still about 1/6 of the length left, so hurry up and ask the last question.

  He raised his hand to touch a drop of black liquid from the bullet hole between his eyebrows.

"What is this?"

   "What exactly is the black liquor and why it is produced from our bodies, I don't know this myself.

   All I know is that black liquor increases with time of our death, use, and certain factors, and I now have black liquor all over my body.

  The blood flowing in my body, the interstitial fluid adhering to the surface of the organs, and the sweat overflowing from the pores are all such things.

  Don't reject 【it】,

  Black liquor is unique to us, an important part of our body, maybe even a gift from death.

  Try to contact it, try to control it, it will become our most effective self-defense tool when we are in danger. Of course, if you want to kill, it will also help, and it is very efficient.

  You should leave, young man...or I will really lose control. "

   Candle flickering,

  Yi Chen felt a strange feeling coming from his feet. When he looked down, he saw that the black liquid on the ground turned into tongue creatures with small arms that were climbing on the sneakers, licking the shoelaces and logos.

   "Grandma Tang, see you next time!"

   hurriedly bid farewell and exited the room.

  Yi Chen almost closed the door at the same time as the red candle went out...

   Clap clap! Fierce tongue whipping sounds came from inside, and more than a dozen tongues even protruded from the window on the door, sending out a different kind of invitation to Yi Chen.

  At this moment, Granny Tang seemed to be a different person, as if whispering in his ear:

  §Little brother, come in and play§

  Yi Chen, who was born in an orphanage, was not frightened, but turned and left after bowing slightly towards the iron gate.

   On his way back to the doctor's office, many imprisoned [weird] on both sides of the passage issued an 'invitation' to Yi Chen, a young man,

   Or stretch out your hands and feet,

   or verbal ridicule or bewitchment,

  Some people even spray liquid through the window on the door,

   But when they saw what the youth was doing, they immediately withdrew the invitation.

   Along the way,

  The young man fully inserted his index finger into the bullet hole in his forehead, even turning it slightly.

  Touch and poke the frontal lobe area with your index finger to improve your concentration and thinking ability, review and think about the conversation just now, and don't care about the harassment you encounter along the way.

  When meeting someone who is too much, Yi Chen will even throw a terrible look in the eyes of the dead, as if to knock the opponent to pieces.

   Arrive at the office of the attending doctor - Lu Xin,

  Yi Chen slowly pulled out the index finger between the brain, and then put the index finger into his mouth, sucked off the black liquid stained on it and wiped it clean with a paper towel.

  A burst of simple touch-up makeup to cover the pores on the forehead, after tidying up the clothes, walked into the office with a smile.

   After a brief exchange, Yi Chen received his first hunting mission as a "lone wolf".

  A large number of suicides have occurred in a certain art school recently. The suicide rate on the campus in the past month is more than 20 times the average suicide rate in the urban area. The suicide method chosen is [hanging].

   A week ago, a team of temporary workers went to investigate, but the investigation was fruitless. It was suspected that a certain monster hidden in the school had extremely high anti-reconnaissance capabilities and would only attack a single individual.

   This matter fell on the new regular employee - Yi Chen, who was just old enough to pretend to be a freshman.

  (end of this chapter)