Terror broadcast

"Wouldn't you know it after one taste?" Su Bai joked.

"Haha, Fatty, I'm not that cold and careless." The fat man clapped his hands, looked at the monk, and asked, "Monk, do you see anything?"

The monk shook his head, "The poor monk can't tell that these white pastes are more like secretions, and the temperature in this room is obviously much higher than outside. There should be a lot of parasites and bacteria in these secretions." , it’s just because summer hasn’t really arrived yet, so they can’t spread out for the time being, and they will die quickly if they leave the temperature and humidity of this room.”

"Nima, if all these things spread in the summer, wouldn't it be a new plague?" The fat man said with some fear, "Dabai, then your sin will be great."

"Before the outbreak of the plague, the radio should have issued real-life tasks to the listeners for them to come and deal with." Su Bai said, "After all, this guy's research object also violated the radio's requirements for the stability of the world, and is not considered to be what this world should develop. civilization."

The three people walked in while talking, and naturally they inevitably got some white paste on their bodies.

"Damn, it's a bit like taking a bubble bath. It would be even more perfect if there was a **** at this time." The fat man said with some pity.

"Your life level is naturally not afraid of the influence of bacteria and parasites of this level, but can you imagine the scene of the woman who had the same thing as you just last night, slowly turning black and smelly in front of you?"

"Tch." The fat man gave Su Bai a middle finger, and then suddenly shouted, "Here, here, I stepped on something under my feet."

After saying that, the fat man bent down and groped with his hands for a while, then lifted up a blackened and shriveled male corpse.

"This corpse is so thin that it looks like a dehydrated dried pickled cabbage. It probably can't be turned into a zongzi."

The fat man said to himself.

"It's him, the apprentice." Su Bai recognized the identity of the corpse. At first, this guy had promised himself that he would be responsible for helping Su Bai research the necessary medicine or other things, but who would have thought that he would actually It is indeed a kind of irony that he died here so quietly.

However, Su Bai was not too surprised by his death. After all, this guy had never used WeChat to contact him to ask for special materials. Either he had gone to another high-level branch to hang out with other listeners, or something happened to him. Play yourself to death, and obviously, the possibility of the latter is much greater than the former.

The monk carefully examined the male body, then shook his head and said: "There are no specific external injuries, and the cause of death cannot be found through examination."

"Why is it so complicated?" The fat man said, "Look at this guy's eyes wide open and his mouth open. The expression on his face before he died was obviously very scared. He was scared to death." "

"..." Monk.

"..." Su Bai.

"Um, why do you look at me like that?" Fatty put the body down, "I guess he was really scared to death. When I say scared to death, I mean killing people through mental power."

"Psycho kills people?"

Su Bai suddenly had an idea in his mind. Frankenstein was actually hanging out with a little girl in the audience. However, Frankenstein had an accident, and the little girl had no choice but to choose one of Frankenstein's companions. The apprentice funded his continued research, and on that day, an accident occurred on the little girl's body, and her brain was dug out and isolated, and she was basically considered dead.

In the real world, vegetative state is actually considered a type of death, and this determination is obviously recognized by the broadcast. You can be in a coma, you can be seriously injured, but if your memory is completely erased, you cannot even know that you are Who is it? Your original conscious existence has also dissipated, so maybe in the broadcast's judgment, you are actually dead.

Su Bai remembered that the little girl's brain was stored in a petri dish.

"Look for a petri dish, about the same size as a washbasin. There should be a brain in it." Su Bai said to the fat man and the monk.

"What if not?" the fat man asked.

"If not, then you know what happened." Su Bai said.

"Amitabha, is this it?" The monk found a transparent petri dish, picked it up and pointed, "There is a hole underneath."

Su Bai's eyes immediately narrowed, "Monk, could you please check the male corpse again, focusing on his head."

Hearing this, the monk nodded without asking why. He squatted down and inspected the male corpse again. There was nothing wrong with the front. However, when the monk turned the male corpse over to inspect the back, he was immediately surprised and said,

"There is a tiny hole on the back of the head, the size of a pinhole. The poor monk didn't notice it just now."

"Hey Hey…………"

The male corpse opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes turned white and his pupils were invisible. At the same time, the temperature in the house continued to rise at this time.

"I said...I won't let you go!"

The harsh female voice spread through spiritual power.

Su Bai shook his head in confusion, "Retarded."

The male corpse in front of him suddenly opened his eyes and something was wrong. The monk didn't panic at all. He slapped the male corpse on the forehead.

"town!"

"Buzz!"

The male corpse trembled, with a look of pain on his face.

The fat man sneered at the side and pulled out a piece of talisman paper. The talisman paper burned automatically. He then squatted down and grabbed the man's corpse with one hand by his neck and turned the man's corpse over. At the same time, the burning talisman paper was directly attached to the back of the man's head. .

"Come on, little darling, get out of here for your fat grandpa."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The screams spread out through mental power, appearing very painful and hysterical;

Soon, the back of the man's head began to crack or rot. The originally good back of the head slowly fell off piece by piece, and a groove appeared in the middle.

A stench that was difficult to describe in words immediately emitted.

"Damn it, Fatty just wants to be a sewer cleaner."

The fat man took out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured a few drops of liquid from it onto his palm, spread it, and then stretched his hand directly from the rotten back of the man's head.

"Haha, it's so slippery."

"Plop."

A white thing was taken out from the back of the fat man's head and fell on the floor.

"Damn, your whole brain has been eaten away by you."

The fat man clicked his tongue in surprise.

The monk reached out and touched the white thing, "There is no specific consciousness. It is obviously erased, but it still retains the last obsession and hatred. In fact, it is similar to a dead ghost, but it has A special carrier, and this carrier also gives it changes that other dead souls cannot have. However, it is very closely connected with the surrounding environment. The temperature in Shanghai is still a bit low now, and it cannot leave this room for the time being. "

After saying these words, the monk gave Su Bai a meaningful look.

"Originally I wanted to keep it for research, but who would have thought that such a change would happen." Su Bai explained.

In the eyes of Su Bai, the monk and the fat man, the brain's attempt to resist and sneak attack just now was so ridiculous that it was unbelievable.

You must know that Su Bai actually had a great advantage in strength when facing this little girl's audience. Now, although the little girl's remaining brain has mutated for unknown reasons, Su Bai has been... His strength has also undergone earth-shaking changes. He is no longer the Wu Xia Amon of the past, and then this guy still wants to make a sneak attack, which is really a bit taken for granted.

"No, that's not what the poor monk means." The monk pinched the white thing with two fingers and looked at Su Bai with some confusion and continued to ask: "What the poor monk meant was, why didn't you just eat it in the first place? Oh, That's right, your strength at that time was not as strong as it is now, and your spiritual consciousness and soul level were also very different. If you swallow it rashly, your mind may be affected by its obsession with revenge, and you may be prone to accidents."

"Monk, what do you mean?" The fat man looked at the monk in surprise.

"Do you want to eat it?" The monk placed the white thing in front of the fat man. "It's very satisfying. It won't be a problem for us to resolve its remaining obsession."

"Um..." The fat man hesitated, "Can you please let me order onions, ginger, garlic and spicy millet when I pass by the night market stalls when I go back later?"

"Whatever." The monk nodded, indicating that he agreed with the fat man's statement.

"Are you so disgusting?" Su Bai looked at these two people speechlessly.

"Hey, you have the nerve to make fun of us. The miscellaneous things you have eaten before are not much better than this. It's agreed that I will cook it when we get home later and we can share it together. By the way, I’ll leave a copy for Gyatso as well.”

Su Bai was too lazy to continue talking to the fat man, but walked into the next room. Su Bai remembered that the last time he came to this room, he took away many bottles and jars containing medicine. When he came in again, Su Bai didn't I saw some bottles and jars, and the shelves were covered with a strange kind of moss.

at the same time,

When Su Bai walked into the room, the moss on the ceiling began to slowly grow.

"Monk, fat man, forget about the late night snacks, there is a problem here."

Su Bai shouted while observing the moss closely.

"Uh-huh!"

A chilling sound came from behind Su Bai, and a vine made entirely of moss swept directly towards Su Bai.

Su Bai immediately turned around and slapped his backhand. The vines were scattered, but a layer of green powder remained on Su Bai's palm.

"hiss……"

At the moment, Su Bai watched his palm being melted into countless small holes. At the same time, deep in his heart, he also felt an illusive and ethereal feeling, like an ordinary person who suddenly took a large amount of alcohol. Poisons, drugs, and drugs are the same.

For a moment, Su Bai was also a little surprised,

What the hell did that guy do? It caused double damage to the body and soul.

perhaps,

This is probably the culprit that killed himself.