The best mysterious doctor

Chapter 969 The Ghosts Eat Porridge
After being plunged into endless darkness in the space of this main room, I felt nervous for no reason.

'Hula, hula'

The sound of the horse spoon stirring the soup pot became clearer and clearer, and the sound came from the bedroom next door.

I frowned and walked towards the bedroom.

There was a cotton curtain hanging on the bedroom door, and the sound came from behind the cotton curtain.

I gently opened the curtain, and a strange smell rushed into my nostrils.

What's this smell?
I was stunned to find that there was not only one person in this bedroom, but a group of people.

Or rather, a bunch of ghosts!

This scene shocked me. When I came in before, I didn’t find these ghosts. In less than 2 minutes, there are so many ghosts in this room. What is this for?

And these ghosts seem to be carrying out some kind of ritual, one by one devoutly lined up in the house.

I looked closely and found that these ghosts were all skinny, just like being caught and forcibly stuffed into a coal mine without money, food, or even drinking water.

This small bedroom, whether on the ground or on the bed, was crowded with kneeling ghosts.

Yes, the place is not big, but everyone is kneeling, ghosts next to ghosts, ghosts crowding ghosts, ghosts stacking ghosts, ghosts hugging ghosts.

The ghosts of these ghosts hovered above their heads, forming a misty black gas,
If there is still a trace of open space in the room, it is a pot under the kang surrounded by piles of ghosts.

Under the dark cooking stove was a green bonfire, and the whole cooking stove was hung on the green bonfire so strangely.

In the black pot, the heat wave kept churning, the black smoke rose up, and in the countless tumbling green liquid bubbles, pieces of bones tumbled with the green gas inside.

Beside the black iron pot, stood a man with his back to me, wearing a white coat.

He held a large horse's spoon in one hand and kept stirring the large bones in the pot.The other hand held a thigh and threw it into the pot at once, and then continued to stir the large horse spoon. The meat on the thigh was instantly boiled and disappeared into the pot, leaving only one thigh. bone.

An already viscous liquid becomes even more viscous.

That thigh is a thigh, and there is a whole basket of such thighs beside this white coat, and there are several in it.

Those thigh wounds seemed to be forcibly torn open, full of blood and violence.

The liquid in the iron pot exudes a thick green smoke that makes people faint.

All the kneeling ghosts are obsessed with smelling the air, smoking the smoke, like a drug addict is indulging in opium.

The sound of the horse spoon stirring the iron pan was the same sound I had heard outside the house before.

I opened the curtain like this, and immediately alerted everyone in the room, no, it was all the ghosts, the white coat slowly turned his head, and his smoked black and green face made people look so Fear, a pair of dull eyes, looked at me blankly, and then showed a silly smile: "You are here!"

The voice was erratic, with a demagogic undertone.

I felt my scalp tingling, hesitated for a moment, took a step back and said, "I'm sorry, I went through the wrong door, you guys continue!"

Then I smirked and turned around, feeling that my calves were shaking. There are fifty or sixty dry skin devils in this room, especially the white coat, which gave me a great sense of threat.

"Come on, come in and sit!"

The white coat grinned and said something.

That ethereal voice made me turn my head to look.

It's okay not to look at it, this time, the scalp is even more numb, I saw that the white coat went directly into the black pot with bare hands, and felt a thigh bone from a large pot of thick and greasy green juice, very comfortable. Biting the brittle bone on the bone ring, the pale teeth were like sharp blades, and a large piece of the brittle bone was ripped off, and it bit down.

If this bone-crunching scene just made me feel scared, then his next move made me even more frightened.

He bit the bone and made a 'cluck cluck cluck' sound, clucking his mouth and making a strange laughter with gusto, while facing me with the sticky green liquid bone in his hand. Tossed hard.

"Come on, have a taste too!"

He laughed wildly, and laughed wildly, as if the next moment, I would be a part of that iron pot.

"I'll try Nima!"

I couldn't help but swear in fright.

Don't think swearing at this point is swearing, you'll be swearing in this situation too.

Seeing that the bone stick hit me on the forehead, I didn't even have a reaction, I was knocked down with a 'pop'.

Dark green juice spilled all over my body, giving off a stench that made me feel sick and want to vomit on the spot.

But I couldn't vomit at this time, because of the white coat, he took out a bone stick from the iron pot, and the whole person floated towards me.

It was floating, there was no movement under his feet, and the whole body was floating towards me like walking a devil's step.

"Fuck off!"

I got up in a hurry, and the small golden knife in my hand swung violently at the white coat.

The green grimace in the white coat showed a look of surprise, the body suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he waved his arm fiercely.

The thigh bone in his hand just hit my wrist, and the little golden knife flew out all of a sudden.

His uncle, this is actually a real bone!

Are those thighs real human legs?
However, I didn't have time to fear these things, because the white coat took out a sharp scalpel, a scalpel in one hand, and a bone stick in the other, and walked towards me slowly.

He smiled savagely at me, and gestured towards my thigh with the scalpel in his hand.

This is to cut buddy's thighs?
I couldn't stop crawling back with my hands, rubbing against it, panicking and helpless.

In the panic, the white coat lifted the bone stick and smashed it down against my head.

Nima, is this the stance of knocking me out first and then slowly dismembering me?

However, I had no chance to dodge at all, so I could only raise my hand to block the bone stick.

Click!The sound of broken bones!

"what!"

I struggled to let out a scream!But didn't feel pain.

Huh?What do you mean?Didn't my bone break?
I slowly raised my head and saw the white coat idiot standing in front of me like an idiot. The bone in his hand had already been broken into two pieces. The sound of the bone breaking just now was the sound of the thigh being broken. !

　sorry for the lateness

　　
　
(End of this chapter)