Hello villain, let me see your teeth

Xia Zhen, who had been busy for a week in the small street and the newly-built special department of the government, finally received the long-lost system task on the eighth day.

【Summer Dental Clinic】

[Patient's name: Sun Nanxia]

【Patient World: Strange and Supernatural】

【Age: 19】

【Etiology: oral allergy】

【Visiting doctor: Xia Zhen】

【出诊时间:2024年3月26号23:10】

After reporting to the leader of the back house, he threw a lot of troubles to Qin Yuchao and the department who settled in the back house.

Under the monitoring of a bunch of precision instruments, Xia Zhen stepped into the new dungeon with ease.

In the dungeon, it was midsummer.

As soon as it landed, a heat wave rushed over.

Before he had time to observe his surroundings, a sticky sour smell hit his face.

Xia Zhen held her breath and looked up.

In the small courtyard ahead, there were more than a dozen shabby Eight Immortals tables.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the table, and two middle-aged women, carrying a worn-out plastic bucket, mechanically poured the leftovers on the table into the bucket.

On the locust tree on the right side of the small courtyard, there are thin white papers hanging all over.

In the main room in the middle, there is an ice coffin that emits a low-frequency whine.

The middle-aged woman who cleaned the table looked sideways at the mourning hall covered with white and yellow fake flowers from time to time, with a slightly nervous expression on her face.

Xia Zhen, who was standing at the door, stepped across the courtyard door to the mourning hall. Just as she stepped up the steps under the eaves, a gust of wind blew up, causing the flame of the ever-burning lamp beside the ice coffin to sway from side to side.

The middle-aged women with their backs to Xia Zhen suddenly turned their heads, and when they saw Xia Zhen standing in front of the mourning hall in white, their faces instantly turned pale, and panic climbed onto her face.

"Well, hello~"

Before Xia Zhen could finish speaking, two ear-piercing screams sounded in the courtyard.

They threw down the plates and barrels in their hands in a panic, and ran to the open courtyard door.

There was some blood in her figure. After tripping over a stool beside her, the short and fat woman didn't care to get up, using both hands and feet, and crawled out of the yard in horror.

Looking at their panicked backs, Xia Zhen was a little embarrassed standing in front of the mourning hall, and stretched out her hands to scratch the itchy cheeks that were brushed by the broken hair.

If someone dies, isn't it normal to have visitors at home?

Xia Zhen looked back at the photo in the mourning hall again. She and the person lying inside had different genders and looks, so what were they afraid of?

However, according to the normal process of horror novels, there is a high probability that the person lying in the mourning hall will be killed by the explosion, and then kill the Quartet.

Xia Zhen walked to the ice coffin, and looked down at the peaceful young man lying in the coffin.

Who is a good person, after death, the skin is white and tender, and the complexion is rosy and shiny?

Xia Zhen raised her hand and knocked on the glass cover of the ice coffin: "Excuse me, would you mind getting a corpse in advance?"

The silence of death...

Even the cicadas on the trees outside have stopped chirping and screaming, making people upset.

Staring at the slight fluctuation of his closed eyelids, Xia Zhen raised her hand and knocked twice: "Wake up, little brother, I saw your eyeballs roll."

There was a slight twitch at the corner of the mouth of the person in the coffin.

Seeing this, Xia Zhen just wanted to lift the coffin lid by herself.

A black shadow quickly rushed into the mourning hall, knocked over the long burning lamp at the side, and saw a sleek, somewhat thin black cat jumping onto the ice coffin.

He uttered a hasty cry towards the person inside the coffin.

A few seconds later, Xia Zhen reached out and pinched the black cat's head: "Stop barking, the broken gong's voice is too unpleasant."

"Pfft~" The person in the ice coffin finally couldn't help making a movement.

Seeing the boy in the coffin open his eyes leisurely, Xia Zhen picked up the black cat and raised his chin in front of him: "Open it yourself."

The young man raised his hand to lift the coffin lid, sat up and looked at Xia Zhen curiously: "Colleague?"

Xia Zhen threw the cat into his arms casually: "Well, you are Sun Nanxia?"

"No, I'm her CP." The teenager hugged the restless black cat in his arms, "Still at work, why are you here?"

"I'm Xia Zhen from the Stomatology Department of the villain medical system. I received an appointment message from a patient here. Sun Nanxia has oral allergies. I'll see her."

Hearing this, the young man looked carefully at Xia Zhen's clothes, and confirmed what she said was true: "Then you have to wait until night, she is still in the mud pond on the other side of the reservoir, and the village is still digging, and it won't be until dark to dig it out. "

"The new players are working hard there. You can go west along the main road. I will continue to work. Please help me relight the oil lamp next to me. It's not up yet. It's unlucky to turn it off."

The boy threw the cat in his arms out, grabbed the lid of the ice coffin and buckled it, and lay down, and there was another corpse with a ruddy complexion and a peaceful expression.

Xia Zhen: ...It's as if you're a corpse, it's auspicious to sit up and chat with me.

In less than 2 minutes, the black cat, which had teleported a few times, stood aside with its back arched and a little dazed.

Xia Zhen looked down at it, sighed, took out a handful of freeze-dried and put it on the ground: "Eat something good, don't be surprised."

He picked up the ever-burning lamp that had fallen on the ground, only a thin layer of oil was left on the lamp, and it became full again in the blink of an eye, and the oil stains on the ground disappeared.

She took out the lighter and relit the wick.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw a squeezed and deformed human face on the glass inside the ice coffin, looking straight at him.

The lid of the ice coffin was lifted again: "Can you give me something to eat too? I lie in the coffin every day, and the mouth is almost fading out of the bird."

Seeing Xia Zhen feeding the cat, the boy in the ice coffin finally remembered who Xia Zhen was. Isn't this a living bodhisattva who is famous in the villain forum and who can answer every request?

"What do you want to eat?"

Hearing Xia Zhen's words, the young man immediately got excited: "Is there a snack that doesn't require hands or mouth?"

The corner of Xia Zhen's mouth twitched, and she took out a bag of candy with a speechless expression, and threw it into the ice coffin: "Eat slowly, I'll go to the reservoir to have a look."

It's actually quite easy to find the reservoir. Walk west along the road at the door, and after a short walk, you can see many ant-sized people halfway up the mountain in the distance.

After visually measuring the distance between the two places, Xia Zhen sighed, raised her hand to wipe off the sweat on her forehead, and released the off-road vehicle in the space with a wave of her hand.

The off-road vehicle was driving on the hot concrete road, and soon reached the halfway up the mountain.

The roar of the car did not attract much attention.

The players glanced up at Xia Zhen, then turned their heads, and continued to focus on the "treasure" that only showed the tip of the iceberg in the mud pond.

Xia Zhen looked in through the narrow gap, and it looked like something the size of a water tank, and it seemed to be connected to something underneath.

This thing was covered with foul-smelling black mud, and its outline could not be seen at all.

The middle-aged man standing at the front wiped off the mud with his hands, then took off his sweat-soaked vest, and wiped it carefully with water.

When it showed its true colors, there was an uproar at the scene.

That thing is actually a head portrait of Guanyin.

When a few old ladies saw it, they immediately folded their hands and knelt down to worship.

Looking at the head with cloudy eyes, they are fiery and pious.

"Bodhisattva bless, Amitabha, Amitabha."