Chapter 5 Chapter 3 Massacre
Know why some people always feel cold?
According to some experts, body temperature is regulated by the hypothalamus in the brain, which tells the body to release heat when the weather is warm.
When it's cold, it commands the body to gather heat.Iron plays an important role in heat generation, for example through shivering, so people who are anemic (often caused by iron deficiency) often feel cold.
Irregular blood circulation due to high blood pressure, medication, and other causes can also cause cold hands and feet.Hypothyroidism can also cause the body's metabolic rate to slow down, causing the body to produce insufficient heat.
A recent study pointed out that genetic susceptibility may also be related to cold tolerance.
If you need to wear a thick sweatshirt and wool socks in the summer, you should eat iron-rich foods such as lean meats, beans and green leafy vegetables, because they can treat anemia.In addition, you should try to avoid nicotine, because this stuff can cause blood vessels to narrow, causing circulation problems.
However, I am naturally not a sub-healthy person, and I don't think I have anemia or iron deficiency.But when my gaze followed the girl's gaze for a long time, and stayed on the snow-white wall, I couldn't help but shiver several times, and even felt a burst of cold breath attacking my body.
I tightened my clothes tightly and asked softly, "What did you see?"
The girl was startled by my voice, and her nerves, which were already very tense, were almost broken.She was so frightened that her lips turned blue, but she still said stubbornly: "That wall, if you look carefully, it looks like Van Gogh's famous painting "Whispering Flowers".
I squinted my eyes, but in my heart I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.This girl is really too tough. Did she really see something invisible to the human eye, or is there a problem with her mental state?
The girl grabbed my hand even harder, and her eyes showed no signs of moving.
Forget it, no matter whether she is mentally ill or has hallucinations, in short, take her away first.Staying in the hospital is not doing the girl's spirits any favors.
So I grabbed her arm with my backhand and began to pull her hard out of the ward.At this time, the girl's face had turned black and blue, as if something had strangled her neck, her breathing was very difficult, and there was even a weird "cluck" sound from her throat.
What's even more strange is that when I first pulled her, I realized that her body was very heavy, but this girl obviously only weighed more than forty kilograms.I almost used the strength of breastfeeding to pull her a small step.
This weight has completely exceeded the weight of two people, as if there is an extra person hugging or sitting on her body, strangling her neck desperately.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help shivering again.
It's early in the morning, so it won't be so unlucky to hit evil, right?
It took all the strength of the whole body to finally drag the girl out of the ward.As soon as the girl stepped out of the room, it seemed as if the shackles on her throat were released, and she took a big breath of the turbid air in the hospital corridor, which was full of the smell of disinfectant.
My face was very ugly, but the curiosity in my heart couldn't help flourishing.
"It seems that you are really allergic to the smell of the hospital." I said softly, "Then, how about you wait for me outside the hospital first, and I will help you go through the discharge procedures and send you home."
"Yeah." The girl nodded, and ran to the hospital gate as if she was running away, as if something invisible was chasing after her.
I shook my head slightly, and quickly went to the counter to go through the formalities.The procedures were not complicated, and the hospital didn't even ask the reason for the discharge. It just asked for follow-up fees and the so-called lost wages, and it was done.
What is lost wages?I haven't figured it out until now, but it's generally clear that this hospital not only has a bad attitude, but also doesn't care about your life or death.Sure enough, only money.
I also walked out of this disgusting hospital gate, the early morning mist had already cleared, and a ray of sunshine gently sprinkled on the ground, which was very comfortable to shine on.But as soon as I walked out of the hospital gate, I didn't have time to soak up the sunshine, but my face was full of astonishment.
The front gate of the hospital was empty, and there was no sign of the girl there.
Not only is the hospital rubbish in this hellish Yushi Township, but the human personality is also rubbish.She obviously told her to wait for me, but she didn't pay me back the treatment fee, didn't even say hello, just dumped my dead mouse and walked away!
Sure enough, being a good person does not bring good rewards, so in the future, if you see a good person doing something good, stay away.
Depressedly, he walked onto the street and looked at his watch. It was only fifteen minutes before eight o'clock, and the street in front of him was already bustling with activity.In addition to the atmosphere of a town, Yushi Township on Sunday seems to be not much different from other rural places. At least in terms of details, it is very petty.Whether it is people or urban construction. Sitting at a street stall, I casually ate some soy milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast. Looking at the bustling crowd not far away, I became a little confused. Some don't know what to do next.I don't know Yuan Xiaowen's contact information, nor do I know where her home is.All he can do now, other than go to the police station to investigate, is to wait patiently for her contact. But when will we have to wait? I drank the last sip of soy milk in boredom, paid for it, and sat on the bench thinking loosely.But no matter how I thought about it, I didn't know what to do.It has been a long time since my brain has been so blank. In fact, the feeling of having no purpose is not as bad as I imagined. Why don't you just give yourself a little vacation and find a place to play today? With these thoughts in mind, I stood up.Just as I was about to buy a map to see what interesting tourist attractions are around, suddenly, a scream came from not far away. Suddenly, screams sounded one after another.People on the street fled one after another like boiling water. I sighed slightly, and moved my eyes to the noisy place, but I was sighing deep in my heart. It seems that the leisure time really has nothing to do with me.Trouble, here it is again. Things were indeed very troublesome. Not far from me, a thin woman was holding a sharp kitchen knife, catching the nearest passers-by and slashing wildly.The woman's eyes were red, her face was pale and expressionless. She stabbed a kitchen knife into the back of a passer-by, pulled it out, and searched for the next victim indiscriminately. The people around fled the scene like crazy, and the crowd was like churning muddy water, without the slightest regularity.Everyone was running in the opposite direction, someone was pushed down, the fallen were trampled, everything was indescribably chaotic. I didn't move a step rationally. At this time, mixing with the crazy crowd is probably far more dangerous than that woman who was hacking with a knife. In theory, this idea should be fine.But I didn't expect that when the people around me were far away from the lunatic, the lunatic's red eyes were fixed on me who was motionless. At that moment, I felt like a prey stared at by a snake, and goose bumps all over my body.The woman held the knife upside down in her hand and didn't move, just looking at me. I also looked directly into her eyes, constantly judging the safe distance in my head. There are more than 30 meters between him and her, so it stands to reason that he should not be able to see her face clearly.It's true that I can't see her appearance, but the pair of bloodshot and red pupils in her eyes seem to pass through the space, as if they are close at hand, allowing me to see clearly. What the hell is going on with those eyes?Pink eye?Impossible, even for people with pink eye disease, their eyes are not so red. The woman's gaze seemed to lock on to me, and she slowly started to walk, holding the knife tightly.Along the way, passers-by who were too late to escape were cut down and knocked to the ground. Her route was determined and obvious, and it was basically a straight line heading in my direction. This old beauty, that's not how you play with me.I didn't provoke anyone, I just stood motionless, how could I be in the way of you? There were too many people around, and it was impossible to resist effectively, and seeing the woman's smooth and steady hands when slashing people, I also doubted whether I had the ability to resist. Although that woman looks like an ordinary housewife no matter what. So I turned around and ran away. Seeing me running away, the housewife with the knife immediately followed me and ran.While slashing at the people around me, I grabbed my back and chased after me vigorously. At this moment, I felt like the sprint champion Asafa Powell possessed me. I only felt the scenery around me receding rapidly. It can be said that the strength of breastfeeding was also used.After a few minutes, I turned my head and saw that it was unbelievable that the housewife was still following behind me, and the ground behind me was full of people who had been chopped down by her. What the hell did this woman eat to grow up, to be so physically strong.Putting aside the physical fitness of men and women, it is impossible for her to keep running that far in light of her thin body and her age of nearly forty.What's more, he can keep swinging his knife while running, accurately chopping down those who are too late to escape. Is she still human? My god, why is the non-human Obasan chasing me so hard? Although I am indeed handsome, it is no problem to deceive girls in their teens and twenties to fascinate a lot of them, but you alone Why is an old woman in her forties still chasing after this handsome guy?Is it because I am not reconciled if I don't cut it down? After running like this for several minutes, Obasan finally stopped after killing countless people. The woman's footsteps began to become slow and faltering, as if she had exhausted all her life energy, and she didn't even have the strength to support her balance. The redness in her eyes became more and more obvious. The woman sat down on the ground, her eyes still staring at me without blinking.Then, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand. I watched from a distance, not knowing what she was going to do.Just then, an unexpected thing happened. This Obasan stabbed the knife in his hand into her neck, blood splashed all of a sudden, like a deflated inflatable doll, her already thin body shriveled suddenly. Blood splattered on the ground, staining a large concrete floor red.The blood was dark red and exuded a pungent stench. That smell is not the smell of blood that a normal living person should have at all.I'm afraid that even the corpses in the dog days don't stink to this extent. What happened to this small town?What happened to the woman in front of me?For a while, I felt that my brain was not enough. Almost all the people around escaped, and those who did not escape were basically dead, wounded or injured lying on the ground.The dead quietly maintained the fear and posture they had when they died, while the living moaned in pain and misery. The whole street became empty, and I was the only one who could stand on two legs.As far as the naked eye can see, I am standing alone, and the morning sun has stretched my shadow very long and dim. There was a bloody smell in the air, and there was also a faint strange smell. I took a deep breath, and cautiously walked over to that crazy Obasan's corpse, put my right hand into my pocket, and firmly held the small pistol inside. Sure enough, my reaction ability was still far behind. If it was the old man Yang Junfei, or even the old woman Lin Zhiyan, I'm afraid he would have pulled out his gun and killed this lunatic immediately.And I was always worrying about this and that, and by the time I remembered that I still had a gun, that lunatic had already killed many people. He sighed slightly, but deep down in his heart he didn't feel much guilt.I have been used to seeing life and death for a long time, my nerves are numb, and my thinking seems to have become less good and evil. However, the response of the police station in this ghost place was really slow, and no one came to check the situation after so long.Or did none of the people who escaped call the police? The distance of more than thirty meters was quickly crossed.When I came to the corpse of the lunatic who committed suicide, I carefully kicked her with my toes, but there was no response, so I squinted down and squatted down. After getting closer, I finally saw clearly the true face of this murderer.After death, her expression eased down, as if she was relieved. She is in her early forties, and she is well maintained, and the crow's feet around her eyes are also well controlled. It should be because she wears regular makeup.If you look carefully, you will even feel that there is still a hint of charm, a little beautiful. After the woman committed suicide, she collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon. I pinched her hand muscles with my hands. The muscles were loose and full of fat, and it didn't look like regular exercise.But how did she achieve that precise killing method? Even ordinary killers are not as steady as her hands. And no matter how you look at it, this woman is just an ordinary Obasan.Just like your mother, or my mother, a housewife, there is nothing strange about it.The woman's face is very kind, and it remains so after death. I opened her closed eyes, and the redness in her eyes had already disappeared. At this moment, a strange thing happened in astonishment. After my hand left the woman's eyes, the eyelids that had been pulled from the corpse all fell off, as if they were not made of flesh, but purely made of mud. As soon as one hair moved the whole body, the woman's entire face changed. The originally fair face began to turn into a maroon color, and then turned into a grayish brown.Everything on the face flowed down like mud mixed with water. First the nose, then the ears, and when it hit the ground it melted into a pile of slime, real mud. The corpse's mouth was blocked by the mud turned into the mouth, and the pale eyeballs flowed out of the eye sockets along with the mud, and a thin nerve was connected behind the eyeballs. I almost spit out watching this scene. In just a minute, the woman's face was completely muddy, the flesh and skin melted away, and flowed to the ground, exuding an extremely disgusting stench.All that remained of the head of the corpse was the snow-white skull. I suppressed my nausea and inner astonishment, put on my gloves and carefully inspected the corpse again.Not long after, it was determined that the mutated part of the corpse was only the head, and the rest of the body was intact, with no trace of changes in the flesh and skin. Without hesitation, I took out a bottle, put a little of the mud turned from human flesh into the bottle, and put it in my pocket.His gaze involuntarily rested on the corpse again. Although I have encountered many disgusting corpses and weird and inexplicable events before, this time is the most unbearable for me.Whether it's the state of the corpse's face or the stench it emits, it's constantly impacting the robustness of my brain nerves. I haven't been in this small town for a day, but I can encounter so many things.Whether it's the girl in the morning who seems to be able to see things that don't exist in the air, or the crazy Obasan in front of me, I am very concerned. In the atmosphere of Yushi Township, there is something unusual faintly revealed, just like the calm before the mountain rain is about to come. People here have a bad attitude and apathy.Obasan here is killing people like crazy, and all of this is different from the data I read before coming here. This small village is already sick, and the disease is not serious.I just don't know what is the root cause of this so-called disease, and what will be the impact on everyone. After everything was done and all the things that could be collected were collected, the urgent sound of the siren was finally heard in the ears.I looked around, thought about it, and finally walked towards a hidden place. Now is not the time to contact the police. For some reason, there is always a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart.It seems that the police here will never bring me help.
Depressedly, he walked onto the street and looked at his watch. It was only fifteen minutes before eight o'clock, and the street in front of him was already bustling with activity.In addition to the atmosphere of a town, Yushi Township on Sunday seems to be not much different from other rural places. At least in terms of details, it is very petty.Whether it is people or urban construction. Sitting at a street stall, I casually ate some soy milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast. Looking at the bustling crowd not far away, I became a little confused. Some don't know what to do next.I don't know Yuan Xiaowen's contact information, nor do I know where her home is.All he can do now, other than go to the police station to investigate, is to wait patiently for her contact. But when will we have to wait? I drank the last sip of soy milk in boredom, paid for it, and sat on the bench thinking loosely.But no matter how I thought about it, I didn't know what to do.It has been a long time since my brain has been so blank. In fact, the feeling of having no purpose is not as bad as I imagined. Why don't you just give yourself a little vacation and find a place to play today? With these thoughts in mind, I stood up.Just as I was about to buy a map to see what interesting tourist attractions are around, suddenly, a scream came from not far away. Suddenly, screams sounded one after another.People on the street fled one after another like boiling water. I sighed slightly, and moved my eyes to the noisy place, but I was sighing deep in my heart. It seems that the leisure time really has nothing to do with me.Trouble, here it is again. Things were indeed very troublesome. Not far from me, a thin woman was holding a sharp kitchen knife, catching the nearest passers-by and slashing wildly.The woman's eyes were red, her face was pale and expressionless. She stabbed a kitchen knife into the back of a passer-by, pulled it out, and searched for the next victim indiscriminately. The people around fled the scene like crazy, and the crowd was like churning muddy water, without the slightest regularity.Everyone was running in the opposite direction, someone was pushed down, the fallen were trampled, everything was indescribably chaotic. I didn't move a step rationally. At this time, mixing with the crazy crowd is probably far more dangerous than that woman who was hacking with a knife. In theory, this idea should be fine.But I didn't expect that when the people around me were far away from the lunatic, the lunatic's red eyes were fixed on me who was motionless. At that moment, I felt like a prey stared at by a snake, and goose bumps all over my body.The woman held the knife upside down in her hand and didn't move, just looking at me. I also looked directly into her eyes, constantly judging the safe distance in my head. There are more than 30 meters between him and her, so it stands to reason that he should not be able to see her face clearly.It's true that I can't see her appearance, but the pair of bloodshot and red pupils in her eyes seem to pass through the space, as if they are close at hand, allowing me to see clearly. What the hell is going on with those eyes?Pink eye?Impossible, even for people with pink eye disease, their eyes are not so red. The woman's gaze seemed to lock on to me, and she slowly started to walk, holding the knife tightly.Along the way, passers-by who were too late to escape were cut down and knocked to the ground. Her route was determined and obvious, and it was basically a straight line heading in my direction. This old beauty, that's not how you play with me.I didn't provoke anyone, I just stood motionless, how could I be in the way of you? There were too many people around, and it was impossible to resist effectively, and seeing the woman's smooth and steady hands when slashing people, I also doubted whether I had the ability to resist. Although that woman looks like an ordinary housewife no matter what. So I turned around and ran away. Seeing me running away, the housewife with the knife immediately followed me and ran.While slashing at the people around me, I grabbed my back and chased after me vigorously. At this moment, I felt like the sprint champion Asafa Powell possessed me. I only felt the scenery around me receding rapidly. It can be said that the strength of breastfeeding was also used.After a few minutes, I turned my head and saw that it was unbelievable that the housewife was still following behind me, and the ground behind me was full of people who had been chopped down by her. What the hell did this woman eat to grow up, to be so physically strong.Putting aside the physical fitness of men and women, it is impossible for her to keep running that far in light of her thin body and her age of nearly forty.What's more, he can keep swinging his knife while running, accurately chopping down those who are too late to escape. Is she still human? My god, why is the non-human Obasan chasing me so hard? Although I am indeed handsome, it is no problem to deceive girls in their teens and twenties to fascinate a lot of them, but you alone Why is an old woman in her forties still chasing after this handsome guy?Is it because I am not reconciled if I don't cut it down? After running like this for several minutes, Obasan finally stopped after killing countless people. The woman's footsteps began to become slow and faltering, as if she had exhausted all her life energy, and she didn't even have the strength to support her balance. The redness in her eyes became more and more obvious. The woman sat down on the ground, her eyes still staring at me without blinking.Then, she raised the kitchen knife in her hand. I watched from a distance, not knowing what she was going to do.Just then, an unexpected thing happened. This Obasan stabbed the knife in his hand into her neck, blood splashed all of a sudden, like a deflated inflatable doll, her already thin body shriveled suddenly. Blood splattered on the ground, staining a large concrete floor red.The blood was dark red and exuded a pungent stench. That smell is not the smell of blood that a normal living person should have at all.I'm afraid that even the corpses in the dog days don't stink to this extent. What happened to this small town?What happened to the woman in front of me?For a while, I felt that my brain was not enough. Almost all the people around escaped, and those who did not escape were basically dead, wounded or injured lying on the ground.The dead quietly maintained the fear and posture they had when they died, while the living moaned in pain and misery. The whole street became empty, and I was the only one who could stand on two legs.As far as the naked eye can see, I am standing alone, and the morning sun has stretched my shadow very long and dim. There was a bloody smell in the air, and there was also a faint strange smell. I took a deep breath, and cautiously walked over to that crazy Obasan's corpse, put my right hand into my pocket, and firmly held the small pistol inside. Sure enough, my reaction ability was still far behind. If it was the old man Yang Junfei, or even the old woman Lin Zhiyan, I'm afraid he would have pulled out his gun and killed this lunatic immediately.And I was always worrying about this and that, and by the time I remembered that I still had a gun, that lunatic had already killed many people. He sighed slightly, but deep down in his heart he didn't feel much guilt.I have been used to seeing life and death for a long time, my nerves are numb, and my thinking seems to have become less good and evil. However, the response of the police station in this ghost place was really slow, and no one came to check the situation after so long.Or did none of the people who escaped call the police? The distance of more than thirty meters was quickly crossed.When I came to the corpse of the lunatic who committed suicide, I carefully kicked her with my toes, but there was no response, so I squinted down and squatted down. After getting closer, I finally saw clearly the true face of this murderer.After death, her expression eased down, as if she was relieved. She is in her early forties, and she is well maintained, and the crow's feet around her eyes are also well controlled. It should be because she wears regular makeup.If you look carefully, you will even feel that there is still a hint of charm, a little beautiful. After the woman committed suicide, she collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon. I pinched her hand muscles with my hands. The muscles were loose and full of fat, and it didn't look like regular exercise.But how did she achieve that precise killing method? Even ordinary killers are not as steady as her hands. And no matter how you look at it, this woman is just an ordinary Obasan.Just like your mother, or my mother, a housewife, there is nothing strange about it.The woman's face is very kind, and it remains so after death. I opened her closed eyes, and the redness in her eyes had already disappeared. At this moment, a strange thing happened in astonishment. After my hand left the woman's eyes, the eyelids that had been pulled from the corpse all fell off, as if they were not made of flesh, but purely made of mud. As soon as one hair moved the whole body, the woman's entire face changed. The originally fair face began to turn into a maroon color, and then turned into a grayish brown.Everything on the face flowed down like mud mixed with water. First the nose, then the ears, and when it hit the ground it melted into a pile of slime, real mud. The corpse's mouth was blocked by the mud turned into the mouth, and the pale eyeballs flowed out of the eye sockets along with the mud, and a thin nerve was connected behind the eyeballs. I almost spit out watching this scene. In just a minute, the woman's face was completely muddy, the flesh and skin melted away, and flowed to the ground, exuding an extremely disgusting stench.All that remained of the head of the corpse was the snow-white skull. I suppressed my nausea and inner astonishment, put on my gloves and carefully inspected the corpse again.Not long after, it was determined that the mutated part of the corpse was only the head, and the rest of the body was intact, with no trace of changes in the flesh and skin. Without hesitation, I took out a bottle, put a little of the mud turned from human flesh into the bottle, and put it in my pocket.His gaze involuntarily rested on the corpse again. Although I have encountered many disgusting corpses and weird and inexplicable events before, this time is the most unbearable for me.Whether it's the state of the corpse's face or the stench it emits, it's constantly impacting the robustness of my brain nerves. I haven't been in this small town for a day, but I can encounter so many things.Whether it's the girl in the morning who seems to be able to see things that don't exist in the air, or the crazy Obasan in front of me, I am very concerned. In the atmosphere of Yushi Township, there is something unusual faintly revealed, just like the calm before the mountain rain is about to come. People here have a bad attitude and apathy.Obasan here is killing people like crazy, and all of this is different from the data I read before coming here. This small village is already sick, and the disease is not serious.I just don't know what is the root cause of this so-called disease, and what will be the impact on everyone. After everything was done and all the things that could be collected were collected, the urgent sound of the siren was finally heard in the ears.I looked around, thought about it, and finally walked towards a hidden place. Now is not the time to contact the police. For some reason, there is always a faint feeling of uneasiness in my heart.It seems that the police here will never bring me help.