Horror Game: Inheriting Trillions of Ghost Money from Ancestors

"Squeak~"

Pushing open the door of the laboratory, there are some medical instruments and experimental tables and chairs inside.

Chen Xun can see that on the tabletop of a table, there is a stainless steel plate, on the plate are a few bloody scalpels, and human tissues that have been cut into pieces, and I don't know what part it is.

Chen Xun really can't imagine why there is such a laboratory in this hospital for treating mental illness?

Mental illness doesn't need surgery.

Chen Xun walked in, and the doctor in the laboratory was sitting in front of a table, studying something carefully.

This is a ghost, and there is even a magnifying glass embedded in its eyes.

It seems that because of staying in the laboratory for a long time, the skin on this guy's hands seems to have been corroded.

In the laboratory, there are also various bottles and jars.

Some organs are soaked in these bottles and jars.

There are some brains and hearts.

"New nurse, what do you want to see me for?"

It seems that the experiment was interrupted, and the doctor's eyes looking at Chen Xun were not particularly friendly.

Chen Xun smiled and said:

"Hello, doctor, I came here to find the brain of the patient in ward 104."

"I heard that his brain was taken out by you?"

Feeling that this ghost was not as powerful as himself, Chen Xun was not polite.

The next second, the doctor frowned and said:

"The brain of the guest in room 104?"

"I don't remember."

"Maybe you should look for it somewhere else?"

From what the doctor said, he didn't intend to tell Chen Xun.

Or was he deliberately making things difficult?

"Doctor, if you forget, then maybe I can do it myself."

Chen Xun's eyes swept over some organs soaked in glass jars.

He planned to bring all the brains here back to room 104, anyway, there would always be one that could match the number.

The next second, the doctor stretched out his hand, and a scalpel was placed in front of Chen Xun.

The silver knife light reflected on Chen Xun's face.

"Nurse, are you not clear about the rules here?"

"These things are all my carefully collected collections."

"If you really want it, maybe you should pay a price?"

"For example, use ghost money to buy it?"

The doctor's mouth showed a strange smile.

Even his eyes kept wandering around Chen Xun's body.

It seemed that he wanted to see if there was anything on Chen Xun that he could collect.

"Ding~"

At this time, Ying's body suddenly appeared.

He flicked his fingers and immediately bounced the scalpel in the doctor's hand.

In the end, the scalpel was directly inserted into the wall of the laboratory.

"Little ghost, don't use this kind of rubbish to threaten my boss."

"Otherwise, your end may be miserable."

Ying glared at the doctor coldly.

The doctor's face suddenly changed, and the weird smile on his face began to shrink.

He looked at Chen Xun and smiled:

"Mr. Nurse, I was indeed a little unreasonable just now."

"Sorry, please forgive me."

Chen Xun looked at the doctor and said:

"Where is the brain of the old man in Room 104?"

"Don't worry, if it is your precious collection, I won't let you suffer."

As he said, Chen Xun took out a stack of ghost money.

Seeing this stack of ghost money, the doctor's eyes widened immediately.

That's at least 10,000 ghost money.

Although he likes those collections very much, in front of 10,000 ghost money, he feels that he can bear the pain and give it up.

"Wait a minute, I'll look for it."

As the doctor said, he began to choose among those bottles and jars.

"No?"

"Impossible, I clearly remember that I took off that guy's head myself."

"Besides, I specially left half of it for him."

"Strange, how could there be no head?"

The doctor kept muttering, and finally suddenly remembered something, and slapped his head:

"Oh, I remember it."

"The last time I went to play chess with the boss of the supermarket, I seemed to have lost a brain."

"That brain is the old man in Room 104."

After saying that, the doctor immediately turned around and looked at Chen Xun and smiled:

"Mr. Nurse, I have lost the brain in Room 104."

"How about you take a look at my other collections?"

As he said that, the doctor also took out a glass jar with a bright red brain in it.

Chen Xun was not interested and asked directly:

"Where is the supermarket?"

Hearing Chen Xun's words, the doctor also understood something.

"Are you going to find that guy to win back his brain?"

"Mr. Nurse, forget it. Even I can't beat that boss's chess skills."

"You are undoubtedly going to die if you play chess with him."

Chen Xun handed over the stack of paper money for the dead: "Where is it?"

The doctor's eyes widened immediately:

"Turn left after leaving the inpatient department."

After hearing this, Chen Xun immediately turned around and left the laboratory.

"Come and play often in the future."

Seeing Chen Xun's back, the doctor shouted.

Then he looked at the paper money for the dead in his hand and muttered softly:

"What a generous nurse."

"But you must not let the dean know, otherwise we will both be finished."

After that, the doctor found another glass jar and put the stack of paper money for the dead in it.

......

After leaving the inpatient department, Chen Xun walked to the door of the supermarket as the doctor said.

Looking at the signboard called "Jixiang Supermarket", Chen Xun still felt a little unreal.

Who would have thought that there was a supermarket in a mental hospital?

At this moment, the entrance of the supermarket was also surrounded by players.

An old man with gray hair sat in front of a Go board.

Opposite him, there was a player sitting.

At this moment, the player looked at the chess pieces on the board, and beads of sweat kept dripping down his forehead and hitting the board.

"Young man, hurry up, I am tired of waiting."

"If it doesn't work, just leave your ears."

As the old ghost said, more beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the player.

In the real world, his Go level is also good.

Even when he was in school, he had won some Go awards.

But in front of the old ghost in front of him, he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

The most important thing is that if he loses the game, he will have to leave a part of his body.

The player swallowed his saliva, holding the chess piece between two fingers, his hand trembling constantly.

Finally, the chess piece fell.

"Pah!"

The next second, the old ghost also held a chess piece in his hand, and then fell on the chessboard.

"Young man, you lose."

"According to our agreement, you have to keep your ear."

The old ghost said, and he actually took out a black knife in his hand.

Finally, he raised his hand and cut off a bleeding ear from the player's head.