The Ninth Secret Bureau

Strange chewing sounds constantly echoed in the dark cave, like a beast gnawing at its prey, the strange noise made people shudder.

In the air, the rancid smell of blood gradually overwhelmed the smell of ammonia. Although it smelled disgusting, it was much gentler than the previous pungent smell, at least not so uncomfortable.

When Chen Xian bit the monster's cervical vertebrae for the last bite, the twitching and trembling monster's remains gradually calmed down, and finally took on what a dead thing should have.

"Ahem..."

Chen Xian coughed a few times and sat down slowly against the edge of the cave. He seemed to be used to these things that happened before. At this moment, he didn't react too much, but calmly wiped the blood on his face.

The fragments of the monster's limbs can be seen everywhere, all of which were bitten off by Chen Xian when it was struggling before, and the large fragments accounted for the majority.

The ground is full of stinky sticky blood, and it will stick to the sole of the shoe when it is stepped on. The drawing is more than half a meter long. The picture extremely challenges the psychological bottom line of ordinary people.

Why Chen Xian didn't want to shoot in front of Huo Fatty? That's why.

When there is no suitable weapon to attack the target, all he can rely on is a mouth that is born with good teeth and a stomach that can not eat badly.

However, his method of combat is difficult to be accepted by ordinary people. Once there was a temporary worker from the Detection Department who worked with him to handle the case, and he also encountered a similar incident... As a result, he was sent to the hospital after the case was handled. Psychiatric diagnosis and treatment.

Since then, Chen Xian has become a lone wolf in the department. He basically doesn't cooperate with others in handling cases, because he also knows that he really started with those things. The picture is really touching, not ordinary people can. Bearable.

"It's terrible...how long it is..."

Chen Xian kept spitting on the stars, his face full of disgust. Although he usually only consumes spirit bodies, he can't touch this kind of anomalous physical beings without touching it, but in this case... .. He has no other choice.

In the previous process, he had taken care not to eat the monster’s meat as much as possible, but the solid was vomiting, and the liquid was not easy to control. The blood that seemed to rot for several months still flowed into his stomach more or less. .

If you have to compare it, it tastes like spoiled glue taken out of a cesspit, with the stench of the sewer and the stickiness of glue.

"Hey I... how did I faint..."

Fatty Huo also woke up at this time, his face looked dazed as if he had just woken up, he got up especially confused and looked left and right, then his eyes focused on Chen Xian.

"What about the monster?" Huo Fatty asked in a daze.

"Here." Chen Xian tugged at his clothes quietly, covering the unhealed wound on his waist, and then pointed to the deformed head beside him and said, "It has been resolved, and there is no danger for the time being."

Hearing this, Fatty Huo suddenly became sober eight minutes. He hurriedly got up from the ground and ran to Chen Xian to take a closer look at the deformed head. He was relieved.

"You can!"

Fatty Huo looked at Chen Xian with glowing eyes. He was surprised and inexplicably curious: "How did you solve it? I remember you didn't bring any weapons?"

As he said, Fatty Huo glanced left and right, the expression on his face slowly stiffened.

"How does it look like a slaughterhouse... What did you do with it?"

"It's dismantled." Chen Xian said calmly, thinking of what happened before, a little helplessness flashed in his eyes, "The activity of this abnormal life is too strong, and broken hands and feet have no effect on it. In the end, the cervical spine was covered. I broke my breath..."

Whether it is a human or an abnormal life, the bones in the body are different.

Take this monster as an example. The most fragile bone on its body is the wrist bone, and the hardest is its fate gate cervical spine. This is the answer that Chen Xian gnawed at each bite. It is absolutely true and without water.

But these things can only be thought of in Chen Xian's heart, but he didn't dare to tell Fatty Huo, so as not to scare him out of the shadows.

"You are ruthless..." Fatty Huo frowned, kicked the ground meat with his foot, with a nauseous expression, "There should be no other danger here, right?"

"I haven't found it yet." Chen Xian replied, looking at Fatty Huo quietly, "Do you want to continue searching?"

"Then just take a look, if it doesn't work, go back, and wait until the support comes..."

Hearing this, Chen Xian nodded, stood up slowly without saying a word, patted the minced meat on his body, and said to Fatty Huo without looking up, "There is a hole over there, we can go and take a look. ."

"Okay." Huo Fatty replied.

Picking up the flashlight on the ground, Chen Xian led Huo Fatty to the deepest part of the cave.

But when passing by a certain part of the monster's corpse, Chen Xian paused, as if he had discovered something, and suddenly looked down at it.

This part of the incomplete limb should belong to the main body of the monster. There are still a few tattered pieces of cloth on the body, which are remnants of previous clothes. A metal plate is hung on the cloth piece on the right chest, which looks dirty after being soaked in blood. Xi's are very inconspicuous.

Under the flashlight light, it faintly reversed the light, and immediately attracted Chen Xian's attention.

"etc."

Hearing this, Huo Fatty was about to ask what's wrong, when Chen Xian who was walking in front suddenly squatted down and ripped something from the monster's clothes.

Take a closer look, it is a metal badge.

[Dean of Wushan Mental Hospital: Song Hansheng]

Seeing this line of almost vague characters, Chen Xian and Fatty Huo couldn't help looking at each other, and their hearts became vivid.

Dean?

Is this monster changed by the dean?

"Its soul has been out of the body a long time ago... After becoming a spirit body, it still blocked us in the office..." Chen Xian looked at the badge in his hand and analyzed it patiently, "Finally It was removed by the mental patient...that is to say, this monster has no soul or soul...Can it get a corpse without soul or soul?"

At this point, Chen Xian frowned, as if he had encountered a huge problem.

It was not that he had never seen a situation where a corpse was transformed into an abnormal life, but in those situations, there was a soul in the body of the corpse.

According to Taoism, if a dead person wants to return to Yang, he needs at least one soul and one soul in his body. If there are certain alchemy blessings, this condition can be lowered a bit, but at least one soul or one soul is required.

Can a soulless corpse be resuscitated?

Does this situation really exist?

Chen Xian became more confused as he thought about it, and gradually began to doubt himself, is it too little knowledge, maybe there is such a thing?

At the same time, Fatty Huo lit a cigarette, as if thinking of something, suddenly asked Chen Xian: "What do you think the dean is doing here?"

Chen Xian thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but since his corpse is here, there is a high possibility...he stayed here before the fire outside."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xian didn't think too much anymore, threw the badge on the ground, and continued to walk towards the hole with Fatty Huo.

"No matter what he wants to do, but since his body is here, there must be his reason..."

In the dark cave, only a flashlight is used as the light source for lighting. The pale light is extremely crass at this time, and many invisible dusts become exceptionally conspicuous in this situation.

The air was filled with all kinds of dust, like moths fighting a fire, constantly hitting the lampshade of the flashlight.

Walking in such a place, Chen Xian's silence made the atmosphere more depressing, and even Fatty Huo felt a little unnatural.

"Are you okay?" Huo Fatty asked suddenly, pretending to inadvertently glance at Chen Xian's face, "You didn't get hurt when you played against it before?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Chen Xian responded simply.

Fatty Huo took a cigarette, and felt something was wrong with Chen Xian. There was some obvious change in mood, as if the whole person had become more dull.

Did something happen when I was in a coma before?

Fatty Huo muttered in his heart, wanting to ask Chen Xian, but when he saw his dead face, he froze back and could only sigh helplessly.

"It's fine if it doesn't matter... alas..."

After crossing the dark hole and passing through a narrow and short tunnel, Chen Xian and the others came to a strange place.

This is a weird and depressing room, roughly a regular square, with an area of ​​about 50 square meters. The floor is covered with dark gray stone bricks. There are many vague relief murals on the four walls, which don’t look like it. Modern things.

Chen Xian scanned around again, and with the strong light of the flashlight, he found that there seemed to be something in the darkest corner of the northeast corner of the room.

Because of the long distance, he dared not make a conclusion, but judging from the overall outline...

That thing is very much like a coffin.