Chapter 229 Frog Hospital (Twenty-Eight) Sinful Ritual

In the Green Frog Hospital, Qi Si followed the female corpses through the corridor, walked to the flat at the end of the corridor, and knocked on the door of the morgue.

Dozens of iron beds were arranged on both sides, all covered with the same white cloth, but from the outline, it can still be seen that the ones on the right are all female corpses, while the ones on the left are both male and female.

Qi Si glanced at the bracelet on the wrist of the corpse closest to the door, which read [S999, Lin Haiyan].

He walked towards a bed in his memory, lowered his head and glanced at it inconspicuously. A strange number and a strange name were written in the familiar position.

The body of [S951, Jiang Xue] disappeared. In just a few days, a new batch of corpses were replaced here.

The previous corpses were undoubtedly taken away by the dean.

Lin Chen's side quest is to make people eat a thousand tadpoles, so Qi Si can't help but pay more attention to the number "one thousand".

And nine hundred and ninety-nine is very close to one thousand, and it is not ruled out that there is the possibility of the thousandth corpse at the Green Frog Hospital.

There is a high probability that the dean has collected a sufficient number of corpses.

Qi Si suddenly thought of a question. Last night, the players on both sides of the Green Frog Hospital and the Blue Frog Hospital used some means to induce the female ghosts and frogs to fight each other.

At 6 pm, everything in the dungeon world except frogs and props refreshed; at 6 am, the frogs and the ponds where they were located refreshed.

Then the female ghosts killed by frogs should have disappeared completely. Even if there were only dozens of them, it would be a big loss compared to the total number of "one thousand"...

"Wouldn't it be necessary to divide them into two different forces? Taking the transaction between the dean and a certain existence as the node, the one who died in front was one group, and the one who died in the back was another group?"

Qis speculated endlessly and silently found a place to stand without getting in the way.

The leading female ghost Xu Qing wandered between the iron beds, picked up the right hands of the corpses one by one, and checked the bracelets on them.

After checking it once and confirming that it was correct, she trembled and uttered a few unrecognizable syllables.

The corpses on the iron beds seemed to have been summoned. They sat up straight, twisted their limbs and necks to climb down from the beds, and lined up stiffly and clumsily.

They were wearing white shrouds, and their pale faces were inlaid with lifeless eyes, and the surface of their eyeballs was covered with a layer of milky white shadows.

They joined the team of female ghosts like puppets, and a few of them passed by Qi Si, but their sight did not deviate at all.

Xu Qing turned and walked out of the iron gate. The long queue like a water snake circled in the morgue and came out of the doorway.

The female corpses staggered to follow, and Qi Si was at the end of the team as usual.

I thought the team would return to the dark room behind the dean's office after patrolling the ward area like the previous two nights, but I didn't expect Xu Qing to go straight to the foggy door at the bottom of the flat.

Unlike last night when the players led them there with bloody dead babies, this time these ghosts went out completely on their own.

They moved in unison and looked calm, unlike last night's anger and madness. Without exception, their faces were filled with a solemn piety, as if they were inspired by a certain existence to go to the altar for a long-planned pilgrimage.

Qis followed the team, stepping down the stairs step by step. His joints were still sluggish, and every step he took made a "creaking" friction sound.

This seemed to be a negative effect of the [Book of the Dead], which would cause muscle stiffness and slow movement, but it had little effect on Qis, who was not good at fighting.

Anyway, he either stayed still, or even if he had to do it himself, he would mostly use the [Cursed Pendulum] to attack from a distance.

The temperature around him continued to drop, perhaps because the surroundings were crowded with ghosts, and the gloomy atmosphere seemed to have settled down in a substantial way and could not be dispelled. Gray mist attached to the wall, condensing a thin layer of white frost, outlining the marks of the wall cracks.

The edge of the stairs was oozing with blood stains as long as thin lines, as if something was dragged through and buried in the cement.

The wall on one side of the stairs slowly deformed, and a shallow pit in the shape of a human was sunken. More and more corpses appeared out of thin air and joined the team one after another.

Finally, the entire long team went down to the first floor and walked out of the hospital gate.

The cold white moonlight poured down, painting a cold shell on all the corpses. Qi Si felt that the light was a bit dazzling for no reason, and raised his hand across his forehead to block it.

Xu Qing seemed to be unaware, and led the team calmly and dignifiedly, leading the team to the pond at a moderate speed, making the sound of umbilical cords dragging across the mud.

The sleeping frogs in the pond seemed to feel something, and became restless, floating from the bottom of the pond to the surface in groups, and croaking.

There were a few green frogs among the large number of blue frogs, and their yellow and red eyes stared at the ghosts on the shore with undisguised resentment and malice.

The frogs' croaks, like babies crying, became louder and louder, as if they were calling out to the female corpses that were connected to them by blood, or as if they were accusing them of dying.

Xu Qing suddenly changed direction and walked to the leaves far away from the pond, standing quietly like a sculpture, looking coldly at the boiling pond.

The corpses behind her seemed not to notice her leaving the team, and continued to move along the established route.

One after another, the female corpses stepped on the marble built on the edge of the pond, leaned forward, and pounced on the water.

The frogs immediately swarmed over, surrounding the female corpses like locusts, tearing up the white shroud, biting off the pale and rotten skin, and breaking up the rotten bones.

The complete corpse was cut into pieces of meat and bone in a few seconds, and the blood rippled in the pool with the waves, like a thin gauze washed in the flowing stream, showing a light pink to light red color.

The dead babies turned into vengeful spirits with the resentment accumulated day after day and year after year, retaliating against the culprits they thought they were, tearing up all the living things that entered the pond, and devouring the late-arriving creatures and ghosts.

——Why do we have to die before we even have a chance to see the world?

——Why can other babies be born after we die?

Anger and unwillingness need a channel to vent, and the ignorant majority is destined to be unable to see the truth behind twists and turns and setbacks.

Finding the right target of revenge is not allowed by public order and morality. They can only be carried away by self-righteous emotions and the incitement of raising their arms, and aim their claws and fangs at the nearby existence that has also been victimized.

At least it can be touched, at least there will not be too serious consequences, at least... everyone agrees with this way of handling it.

The female corpses' resistance in the past two days was just to protect the "children" they thought of, even if it was just a bloody frog pretending to be, or a dead baby that had nothing to do with them.

The consumables destined to complete the ritual had already been destined to end. Without the stimulation of new conditions, they were as quiet as real corpses, motionless and allowed the frogs to tear them into pieces.

Qis realized that the original way to use the corpses was to throw them into the pond and let the frogs deal with them.

In this way, the players deliberately led the frogs and female corpses to fight in the past two days, but inadvertently helped the dean reduce his workload.

The white statue of the Virgin Mary in the center of the pond lowered her silver-white eyes, looking at the pool of chaos and death through her empty arms, with no expression on her empty face.

The lively frogs were transformed from the resentful spirits of the dead babies, and the lifeless female corpses would die more thoroughly in the pond.

The moonlight mixed with the pond water to cook a pot of feast of life and death, adding sin and bloody seasonings. Black smoke rose from the bloody water, rolling towards Xu Qing on the shore.

A few wisps of black smoke flew towards Qi Si, sank into his body and disappeared.

The icon of [Sea God's Scepter] in the prop column suddenly trembled violently, the prop grid was filled with black smoke for a second and then cleaned up, and a new black line grew on the white surface of the scepter.

Qi Si was convinced that the strange game's control over this copy was indeed not high, and it could not even collect all the sins, and he could still get some.

He shook his head and sighed: "What is this? Players complete part of the ceremony and share some of the sins?"

Combined with the information received so far, Qi Si made a rough psychological profile of the dean.

He is a villain in universal values. He can do anything to achieve his goals and do anything anti-human.

He also lacks the courage to take responsibility. In order to cater to the policy, he will let his wife miscarry.

If it is just to collect a thousand bodies for the ceremony, all the killings and murders can be placed in the same place.

Separating the Blue Frog Hospital and the Green Frog Hospital into two spaces with different functions is definitely not a waste of effort...

In the pond in front of him, as the last body fell into the water, countless green translucent spirits flew out from under the water, accompanied by black smoke and rushed towards Xu Qing, who flashed twice and disappeared.

The black smoke lost its direction of condensation and hovered in the air above the pond. The green spirit with the appearance of a baby and the black smoke mixed into a ball and bumped into each other.

"If the sins in this copy are not dealt with in time, they will attract the attack of ghosts, right?"

Qis narrowed his eyes as if he had realized something.

At the same time, a vacancy sank in the red pond, as if a piece of blood had suddenly been drawn out.

The surrounding pool water rushed to the gap, and the vortex formed continued to rotate, and the twisted ripples wrapped around the hole in the middle-

The passage appeared.

The passage to the two hospitals was indeed at the bottom of the pool, but it would not be opened until the ritual of sacrificing the body was completed.

There are less than 1,000 female corpses at the Blue Frog Hospital. It is conceivable that the Green Frog Hospital is also conducting a similar sacrificial ceremony, and will open the same vortex-shaped passage after the ceremony.

The main tasks on both sides are to find the statues of the Son of God and the Virgin Mary, and the combination is to merge the two scattered statues into one.

As long as Lin Chen brings the statue of the Son of God to the Blue Frog Hospital, the tasks of the players on both sides can be completed at the same time...

But the reality is far more complicated than the ideal situation.

Qi Si put his hands in his pockets and turned to walk towards the hospital gate.

...

Green Frog Hospital, late at night.

The female teacher reached out and pushed open the door, walked into the corridor, and stood against the wall.

In the humid corridor, a long line of ghosts walked, and the female corpses in white clothes looked sluggish, dragging their heavy steps slowly forward.

Lin Chen's whole body was entangled by invisible silk threads, and his limbs were manipulated like a puppet. He followed out uncontrollably and stood beside the female teacher.

I don’t know what method the female teacher used, but the two living people did not attract the attention of the corpses.

At this moment, Lin Chen had a rough idea of ​​the identity of the female teacher.

“Puppet Master”, the legendary president of the Xila Guild… Although the one who came here was not the real body, but just a puppet, it was still not easy to deal with…

If the information in the forum is correct, the puppet is considered dead and will not be pulled into the dungeon by the weird game after the countdown ends. The puppets that appear in any dungeon will only enter by active matching.

So, why did the puppeteer send the puppet into this dungeon? Is there anything special about this dungeon?

Lin Chen's mind turned rapidly, checking the known clues one by one, but he couldn't find any clues.

He still knew too little, so he couldn't even figure out the other party's purpose; he didn't collect enough information, so he was stretched at this time.

After leaving the dungeon, he must work harder to read the strategy post and brush the clearance video... But can he really leave alive?

"I don't plan to kill you at the moment. In many cases, the benefits brought by the living are far greater than those of the dead." The female teacher seemed to see Lin Chen's thoughts and said without looking back.

Is it mind reading, or something else?

Lin Chen couldn't make up his mind, but from what the other party said, it seemed that they wanted to keep him as a puppet and reuse him...

If I am controlled by the puppeteer to harm people in the future, it would be better to die immediately, right?

Lin Chen thought with a tragic look, and then realized that he couldn't even commit suicide now...

The long line in front of him finally came to an end. On the wrist of the last female corpse, the number [S1000] was clearly written.

The female teacher followed leisurely, and Lin Chen followed closely with a look of grief and anger.

The two walked through the door of the flat, went down the escalator, turned around the stairwells, and finally left the door of the hospital.

Under the cold moonlight, the female corpses walked towards the pond in unison, jumped into the water one after another, making a "plop" sound and splashing white water.

Large green frogs floated up to the ground in a dark mass, covering the corpses, and soon there was only a pool of blood and floating debris.

The frogs croaked loudly and loudly. Amid the endless noise, the stone statue of the baby lay quietly in the center of the stone platform, looking up at the moon above his head.

A whirlpool appeared in the pond, spinning rapidly around the sudden hole, but the water in the pond never decreased.

The female teacher turned her head to look at Lin Chen and said lightly: "You just need to take the statue of the Son of God through this passage, and you can pass the level."

No, you can't pass the level now... Passing the level now will pull the puppet out of the dungeon and you can never get rid of it again...

As long as you are still in this dungeon, there is hope...

Lin Chen shouted wildly in his heart, and couldn't utter a word.

He fell into despair, but a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the bottom of his mind: "Lin Chen, if you see the passage, don't bring the statue of the Son of God here first."

It's Qi Si! Qi Si is not dead!

The sense of loss and recovery brought ecstasy, and Lin Chen spent a lot of effort to suppress it, without showing too much abnormality.

Qi Si's voice continued: "The dean used a thousand corpses to perform a ritual to summon the evil god, and a lot of sins were bound to occur during the process. If he doesn't want to bear so many sins, he must seek a way to put the blame on others."

"I guess the key step to complete the ritual is to merge the statues of the Son of God and the Virgin Mary. Whoever completes this step will bear the greatest responsibility and become the target of the ghosts' revenge."

"Although there is no substantial damage in the three minutes after the clearance, bringing too many sins to other copies may cause unknown troubles. Give me half a day, I will think of a solution." (End of this chapter)