Free Web NovelSanxia Mental Hospital is situated in a mountain hollow on Chijia Mountain. Apart from a road leading directly to the hospital, it is backed by the mountain on one side and faces the river on the other. The remaining areas are covered by dense vegetation. The entire hospital is enclosed by thick walls, and beneath the concrete exterior of these walls are buried special metal plates engraved with incantations.
Mental hospitals differ from ordinary hospitals; they don't have as many departments. Aside from the treatment rooms and office areas on the first floor, which occupy a portion of the space, long corridors are lined with "special" patient rooms. At regular intervals, there's an iron gate that segments the corridor.
On the iron doors of the corridors on both sides, there is a slot for inserting cards. The cards in these slots display various information about the patients, resembling brief archives at first glance.
"【Zou Hai, C, Selling Addictive Alchemy Potions】", "【Tong Xia, C, Intentional Homicide】", "【Snake Pot Spirit, C+, Instinctively Releases Highly Toxic Substances (Below B Level, Handle with Caution)】"
Tan Qiuming followed Jiang Li silently, his gaze occasionally drifting towards the cards on the doors along both sides of the corridor.
Earlier, when he left his room, he had seen a similar card on his door, which read: "【Tan Qiuming,???, Code M urban legend Related】".
At the same time, he also discovered that on the floor where his room was located, the distance between each room was more than thirty meters, and most of them were idle. The few rooms with patients had cards on their doors that described urban legend using code names.
After seeing that card, he had always been curious about what "Code M urban legend" was. He had planned to ask the person who came for the second interrogation tonight if the so-called "Code M urban legend" was the monster that often possessed his body, but an unexpected event occurred.
"Tan Qiuming, can I ask you a few questions?" As Tan Qiuming looked at the cards on both sides of the corridor, lost in thought, a clear, cold voice drifted into his ears.
"Mm." He nodded subconsciously, but after a brief thought, he added, "However, if they are the same questions as during the day, I might not be able to tell you more."
"No, what I want to ask about is a woman named Qing Fangyu," Jiang Li said calmly. "From the information we collected at Hanye Studio, she bought a painting from you before."
"Qing Fangyu?" Tan Qiuming was stunned, then asked after regaining his composure, "Is she related to the monster inside me?"
He paused, then added, "I know her. She used to come to Anti-Cancer Home frequently, but she hasn't been back for over a month."
Hearing that Tan Qiuming had met her mother, and more than once, Jiang Li's heart rate immediately quickened.
She silently took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and turned to look at Tan Qiuming.
"Can you tell me in detail? What did she do at Anti-Cancer Home? Did she also suffer from a malignant tumor?"
Although she tried hard to control her emotions, when Jiang Hao spoke, her words inevitably carried a hint of impatience.
Tan Qiuming looked at Jiang Li with some surprise, then recalled briefly, "She herself wasn't sick. It seemed to be her husband who was ill. Every time she came, she would sit in a corner, rarely participating in interactions, just quietly watching until the activity ended, then leaving alone."
"I heard other patients say that she came to Anti-Cancer Home to inquire about various medical resources."
At this point, Tan Qiuming thought of the paintings from Hanye Studio and sighed, "Alas, now it seems she hasn't been back to Anti-Cancer Home for over a month, probably because she bought that painting, right?"
The two continued forward, conversing in this question-and-answer manner, completely unaware that along the way, they hadn't encountered a single medical staff member. The patients in the rooms, who usually shouted loudly, were also silent, as if fearing something. The long corridor was eerily quiet.
After listening to Tan Qiuming's words, Jiang Li was momentarily lost in thought, falling into a brief silence.
Based on the Spirit Mark Power, everything Tan Qiuming said was true, whether it was her mother's movements or her mother having a new husband.
Although she deeply detested her father's actions, before falling into the vortex of Dream Come True Entertainment City, her father was indeed a good father and a good husband.
Now, suddenly learning that her mother had a new husband, her emotions couldn't help but become complicated.
If she sees me again, will she be happy, or embarrassed and troubled?
Thinking this, she became somewhat hesitant about finding her mother.
At this moment, Tan Qiuming spoke again, asking, "Is Qing Fangyu very important to you? If needed, I can give you her contact information."
"You know her contact information?"
Seeing Jiang Li's surprised gaze, Tan Qiuming hastily explained, "Uh, for people who come to Anti-Cancer Home asking me to help them contact a Doctor or medical resources, I always keep their contact information so that I can contact them immediately once I find what they need."
"You should know, when it comes to treating illnesses, every minute and every second is crucial! However, if they are unwilling to leave their contact information, I won't force them."
"Mm." Jiang Li responded, her face expressionless, "Then I'll trouble you—"
Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly seemed to sense something and abruptly looked up ahead, her expression gradually turning serious.
Noticing Jiang Li's change, Tan Qiuming followed her gaze and saw the scene at the end of the corridor, immediately stepping back in shock.
Under the illumination of the lights, the originally clean and tidy corridor changed at a visible speed. Paint peeled off the walls, and a viscous red substance seeped from the peeled areas, dragging crimson trails across the pale walls.
Like spreading blood vessels, crimson filaments diffused in all directions from where the paint peeled, and a nauseating odor quietly rose in the air.
The next moment, the lights in the corridor went out one by one, and the corridor darkened section by section.
As darkness completely engulfed the entire corridor, Tan Qiuming saw a figure abruptly appear in the shadows.
A yellowish white dress, disheveled long hair, and in her hand, a dirty teddy bear's head. Below the head was a spine adhering with flesh and blood.
That figure laughed, "Giggle, giggle," and slowly walked towards them, making no sound. A chill quietly crept up Tan Qiuming's spine.
Although he had seen various horrifying scenes that ordinary people would find hard to accept countless times after waking up from unconsciousness, his naturally superior spiritual perception, like an organ independent of his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, sensed the ominous Spiritual Energy fluctuations from that figure, causing him to feel fear.
"Gulp—!"
He swallowed hard and quietly asked Jiang Li, "Is that, is that your colleague?"
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Although he originally intended to ask if a "patient" from a certain room had accidentally escaped due to lax supervision, he chose this relatively tactful way of asking.
"What kind of Lu Yibei-style question is this?" Jiang Li glanced at Tan Qiuming and said faintly, "No."
After speaking, she looked at the figure ahead, secretly observing and analyzing.
Is she a member of that unknown force that was previously detected approaching the mental hospital?
Spiritual Energy fluctuation level B+, Spirit Mark type is most likely an evil spirit type, the strange doll in her hand is some kind of Spiritual Energy item, and its level is even higher than her own level?
With such an item in hand, no wonder she could infiltrate the mental hospital alone. She looks like a powerful enemy!
As Jiang Li was thinking, the elevator door not far away suddenly opened.
"Ding—!"
After a prompt sound, the elevator door slowly opened, revealing a pitch-black space behind it. A faint but incredibly bone-chilling cold wind surged out from inside the elevator.
Immediately after, faint footsteps sounded, and a small figure slowly walked out.
Mottled ear-length short hair, a hunched back, a floral cloth dress, and a walking stick made from a tree branch. At first glance, she looked like an ordinary old woman.
The next moment, ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the old woman slowly turned and looked towards them. Tan Qiuming almost immediately covered his mouth with both hands to prevent himself from crying out. A hideous scar, like a chasm, divided the old woman's face in half. The other half of her face was swollen and deformed, covered with thick hair, and several eyes, like startled insects, rapidly scurried and crawled through the hair.
Without much observation, Jiang Li's breath hitched the moment she saw the old woman's front.
She recognized this old woman.
The Gu Face Woman, ranked ninety-third on the Night Watch's red wanted list. The Xie Mian Wen (Evil Faced Markings) widely used by Eclipse Society members today to control corpses and low-level urban legend, originated from her.
The second powerful enemy appeared.
Upon seeing the Gu Face Woman, Jiang Hao did not hesitate for a moment and immediately activated her Spirit Mark.
A sharp long blade quietly appeared in her hand, followed by a slight metallic clang, and the green armor with faintly visible scale-like patterns covered her body.
After liberating her Spirit Mark to the first stage and entering combat mode, she vigilantly watched the gradually approaching figure while infusing Spiritual Energy into her Banshee Owl badge, sending information to Lin Kele and Zhong Huai.
"Senior Zhong, Lin Kele, a powerful enemy has infiltrated the hospital."
Before she could transmit the message, a hand quietly reached out from behind, carrying a foul and impure Spiritual Energy fluctuation, extending towards the back of her neck.
Her spiritual perception detected the approaching threat from behind, and the transmission was forcibly interrupted. Jiang Hao grabbed and pushed Tan Qiuming aside, then fiercely slashed backward with her blade.
A piercing scream erupted suddenly.
The large hand wearing a pale glove, floating behind her, was torn apart by the blade's light.
Broken white cloth drifted down, and Jiang Li saw a face that greatly shocked her.
It was a face with yellowish skin and features that had a touch of exotic charm. Thick eyebrows were cut off by a scar, divided into several sections, and a black mole, somewhat strangely shaped like a petal, grew between the eyebrows.
This person was not a Psychic or urban legend on the red wanted list, but Jiang Li recognized him.
She would never forget this face.
This person had appeared in Amber House and was one of the scoundrels who invited her father to Dream Come True Entertainment City!
Seeing the man, past events almost instantly flashed before her eyes.
She saw her haggard mother humbly begging her father to stay home for dinner tonight.
She also saw her father fiercely telling her mother to shut up, pushing her away forcefully, then turning around with a smile to greet his scoundrel friends waiting at the door, slinging arms around their shoulders, and walking away with them, as if those people were his true family. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
And the next moment, the man's words further confirmed to Jiang Li that she had not misremembered.
"Oh my, isn't this Old Jiang's daughter? You've grown so big! Do you remember me? I'm your father's friend; I've been to your house before."
"Friend?" Jiang Li's chest heaved violently. She gripped the long blade in her hand tightly until her knuckles turned white, and her eyes deepened.
The next moment, the long blade slashed out, its light like electricity wherever it passed.
Meanwhile, in a villa in the suburbs of Hua City.
The glow of the computer screen illuminated the living room, which had been modified to resemble an e-sports room. Accompanied by the faint sounds of slippers rubbing against the floor, a man with a slightly lewd appearance walked from the kitchen, holding a cup of instant noodles in one hand and a newly opened roll of toilet paper in the other.
Sitting down in front of the computer, Netizen Laosepi placed the instant noodles aside, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then skillfully manipulated the mouse to check the download progress of several download software.
Seeing that the fastest file would still take more than ten minutes to finish downloading, he pouted somewhat disappointedly, placed the roll of toilet paper aside, and turned to open the chat software to browse the messages he had received while making his instant noodles.
After reading only two or three pages, he jumped up from his chair as if startled, unable to help but exclaim in surprise.
"Holy crap! I just went to make instant noodles, and such big news broke out?"
On the screen, two different chat windows displayed different messages.
Harem No. 1: "Eight months ago, I have a lead on what happened to X Heavenly God!"
Harem No. 1: "According to intelligence leaked from within the X Heavenly God's followers, eight months ago, X Heavenly God was attacked by a Calamity urban legend in Hua City, suffering serious injuries, and his Power was affected to some extent. From various clues, that Calamity urban legend has countless ties to the Disaster."
Harem No. 4: "Brother, the Offspring of the Evil God's (Evil God's Scion's) log Website has been updated, just now. I don't understand what those cultists are saying, so I've sent you screenshots. Take a look yourself! 【Image】【Image】"
The images sent by "Harem No. 4" displayed a Website dominated by dark red and black, with a very uncomfortable atmosphere. In the center of that webpage, pale small characters were written.
"【Conflict begins tonight, in chaos the deluded die in pain, the Lord awakens in rich colors, devouring the bones and blood of His father, walking past His devout people, descending upon the human world】"
"Damn it! Something big has happened!" Netizen Laosepi cursed in a low voice, sat back down in front of the computer, pushed the instant noodles and toilet paper aside, paused all download tasks, and entered work mode.
