I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Before entering the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, it is of course better to collect as much information as possible.

Liu Qingjiang was the person in charge of the previous demolition. On the day when the demolition was suspended, he was on duty and disappeared. According to the last notes, he saw the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor was lit, so he went to check it, and then disappeared.

It is easy to imagine that this Liu Qingjiang may have seen something on the fifth floor to end up in this way.

Lu Jian can probably sum up some rules now.

First of all, if you take the stairs, you may encounter a baby-shaped thing following you, leaving footprints. Maybe, when it follows you to the fifth floor, something bad will happen. From here, the missing person Nurse Xu Xiao didn't lie.

Secondly, everyone who has seen the things in the room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor is missing, but Lu Jian suspects that they are not missing, but are bound in this different space, just like the sentence in the mission description, these missing The people did not die, they just existed in this hospital in a different way.

And maybe the passage entrance to the two spaces is in the room on the fifth floor.

So, why does this space exist?

Lu Jian found that there seemed to be only Liu Qingjiang and him on this floor, so he walked lightly, and he came to the door of the room where Liu Qingjiang entered, and peeked inside.

At this glance, Lu Jian saw Liu Qingjiang's dead eyes staring at him.

No, he wasn't staring at Lu Lian, but was staring out of the window.

Liu Qingjiang was indifferent to the appearance of Lu Jian.

He looked outside for a while, then picked up the shovel and shoveled it on the ground.

The concrete floor was shoveled to the point of being pitted, and a small hole appeared.

After digging like this for a while, Liu Qingjiang put the gravel in a cement bag, put it on his shoulders, walked out of the room slowly, and returned along the original road.

Lu Jian stood against the wall, without saying a word, holding his breath, watching Liu Qingjiang follow the steps with the cement bag on his shoulders.

"What is he digging for?"

Seeing Liu Qingjiang walking away, Lu Jian immediately entered the room and looked towards the pothole on the ground.

He saw that there were human corpses in the hole in the middle of the huge ward.

Those people look plain, just like ordinary people everywhere.

But the corpses were already fragmented, and Lu Jian didn't even think that these corpses could be made into a complete human form.

More importantly, Lu Jian found that the faces of these people did not rot, and still maintained the appearance when they died just now, and they were the workers who died in an accident here before!

In addition to those workers, there were other faces that Lu Lian didn't recognize, but he could also deduce that they must have also suffered some kind of unlucky accident in the hospital.

"Did Liu Qingjiang dig up these corpses just now? Did he dig them out of the floor?"

Lu Yi suddenly felt a chill coming from his chest, and he found that it was the notebook with the red cover.

He hurriedly opened it, and he saw that on the last page of the notebook, which was stained by muddy water, black text began to emerge, which was different from Xu Xiao's handwriting, very correct and meticulous.

"It's very cold, but the construction is not going well. There is something wrong with the soil structure here. The foundation is always not well laid, the steel bars are easy to crooked, and the cement can't be poured. It's too difficult to see the construction period passing by day by day. Those foreigners rely on If I have a lot of money, I will use people around, and those fake foreign devils are not good people, alas, if I didn’t give too much money, I wouldn’t take this order.”

"I heard from the locals that this used to be Caishikou, the place where beheads were killed. The executioner took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the knife, and the crowd below applauded. , A human head fell to the ground, and the crowd applauded. The blood of that head seeped into the ground day after day, and the resentment of those who were beheaded lived here, so the things built on it were not long."

"I'm not superstitious. I have investigated the geological data. Because this place used to be a river, the soil was mostly sedimentary soil. Later, when the Lingjiang River was diverted, this place became land, so the soil was loose, which was not conducive to construction. I wanted to build a five-story building. For the hospital, the foundation must be strengthened, and I am an architect graduated from Jiangcheng University, so these problems are not difficult for me."

"However, the difficulty of construction here is obviously beyond my expectation. The designed structure may not be realized in reality. The foundation has always been poorly laid. After a long time, only one-third of it is finished. The workers are getting more and more irritable every day. , All kinds of gossip spreads indiscriminately."

"The turning point of things came on the second day of the new year. Some workers who stayed here on duty on New Year's Day fell on the construction site for some reason. When they slipped, they fell into the foundation that had just been laid. The sticky The cement swallowed the worker in one fell swoop, and I hurried to get someone to fish him out, but the foreman next to me stopped me."

"He said that the foundation was laid with great difficulty. If people were to be recruited by hand, the whole structure would have to be redone. If we redo it now, it would definitely not be able to keep up with the construction period, and everyone would work for nothing. Moreover, after he finished talking, he said to me mysteriously, Now that the worker falls into it, it is a living pile. There is a lot of yin here, and it must be suppressed by human energy. gone."

"I don't understand how this kind of feudal superstition is so deep-rooted. I asked people to fish for the worker, but no one dared to move, for fear that I would also fall into it. Seeing that the cement was solidified, I had no choice but to give up. After all, no one dared to move. They can’t afford to pay for delays.”

"It's strange to say that since the worker died in the foundation, the work of laying the foundation has become much smoother, and almost no problems have been encountered. All the foundations have been paved and the construction is on track."

"I have never believed in these things, and I can't help but have some doubts, whether there is really a saying about living people."

"Until the Chinese New Year, we encountered the problem of the main load-bearing beam. The construction progress was delayed, the workers went home again, and the work came to a standstill. I walked on the construction site and looked at the main load-bearing beam that was still not built. , I was very upset."

"I saw a worker standing next to the load-bearing beam and pouring cement into it. It was very strange. I obviously didn't let them pour it. I called him, and the worker seemed to be taken aback. He slipped and fell. into the cement."

"I ran over immediately and grabbed his hand. He asked me for help. Most of his body was sunk in the cement. He pulled me desperately. I couldn't hold on anymore. He hurt me so much that I was about to fall in. I yelled for help, but there were not many people on the construction site at that time."

"I just grabbed him like this, I don't know how long it took, and then, suddenly, the words of the foreman appeared in my mind, the living pile, the worker has been half buried in the cement, and he can't even grab my hand. No more, I just let go and he'll fall."

"I have tried my best, I have tried my best, I am not wrong, and as long as he sinks, the living pile, the living pile, the hospital will be built, everyone will get the money, I think so, let go hand."

"I just watched him sink, and suddenly felt extremely relaxed. After calling the police, I went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I found that I was laughing."

"The construction of the hospital was completed, I got a good salary, and the families of the dead workers got a huge sum of money that they couldn't earn in their lifetime. Everyone's life is better, but sometimes I think, when I When I walked into this hospital and stood beside those pillars, would the people inside those pillars also smile at me?"

Lu Jian saw that these words were no longer correct at the end, more like they were written by people suffering from epilepsy or physical diseases.

Sensing some movement, Lu Yi lifted his eyes from the notebook.

He saw Liu Qingjiang standing at the door holding a shovel.