I can see it, and Wang Gang can naturally see it.

When Chu Renmei appeared again, his eyes suddenly widened, and he didn't dare to come out, staring directly at Song Qian's back, cold sweat rushing out.

At this moment, Chu Renmei tilted her head and pillowed her chin on Song Qian's shoulder.

Then, a Peking Opera song suddenly sounded.

The voice came from Chu Renmei, but she didn't open her mouth.

Peking Opera is bleak and eerie, with occasional eerie laughter.

As the voice sounded, Chu Renmei's hands hidden in the wide sleeves of her coat also slowly lifted up, assuming a twisted posture.

It looks like it's singing.

She stuck to Song Qian like this, singing with Peking Opera while writhing, and her behavior was indescribably weird.

"What's wrong? What do you think I'm doing?"

Song Qian was not stupid, and soon noticed that there was something wrong with my eyes and Wang Gang's eyes.

"You...... There's something behind you. Wang Gang swallowed his saliva, and his voice began to tremble.

"Something?"

Song Qian's beautiful eyes kicked the boss, and she subconsciously wanted to look back.

"Don't move!

I hurriedly reminded Song Qian, so frightened that Song Qian suddenly froze.

It is said that people have three fires, one on each of their heads and shoulders, and when they walk at night, they hear someone shouting, and if they turn around at will, it is easy to blow out the three fires.

As soon as the three fires are extinguished, the yang energy will go and the yin energy will come, and it will definitely be contaminated with something unclean, and it may even be a ghost.

There is no wind and no waves, this kind of rumor of the older generation, I may have doubted it before, but now, I have to believe it, because it is a matter of life.

Although I don't know why Chu Renmei is eyeing Song Qian, normally speaking, if Song Qian can't see Chu Renmei, she won't be the first target to be killed.

So to a certain extent, Song Qian was close to the ghost, and there should be no danger in a short period of time.

Of course, if Song Qian turned her head, causing the three fires to go out and seeing Chu Renmei, then the situation would be another story.

With this in mind, I asked Song Qian not to move casually.

If you see something you shouldn't see, you'll regret it.

"That'...... Is that thing behind me?"

Song Qian's body stiffened, her pupils dilated, and her smooth forehead was already covered with a layer of fine sweat.

I nodded: "Don't panic, don't look back, walk slowly to my side." Just act as if nothing happened and move closer to me. ”

Song Qian swallowed her saliva, dragged her somewhat heavy body, and moved forward step by step.

However, with Song Qian's steps, Chu Renmei, who was singing, also moved, she kept clinging to Song Qian's back, and her body fluttered slowly.

I had barely taken two steps when a gust of wind blew, and the temperature around me plummeted, giving me goosebumps.

Song Qian was even more unbearable, and after trembling all over, the breath that erupted between her mouth and nose turned white.

"Good...... It's so cold!"

Song Qian trembled, and a layer of ice mist formed between her eyebrows and hair.

With Chu Renmei as the center, the floor of the rooftop began to frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it spread rapidly.

At this moment, Chu Renmei's Peking Opera singing voice became louder and louder, more and more poignant, and the corresponding sound was the whirring wind.

"I ...... I seemed to hear something. Song Qian panicked.

But just as she spoke, the Peking Opera singing suddenly stopped, and the next second, Chu Renmei raised her hand violently and grabbed her neck.

Chu Renmei's hands were as pale as paper, and there were a few black gases looming on them.

Being pinched by Chu Renmei, Song Qian couldn't move in an instant, although she still couldn't see the other party, she could feel the suffocation and cold chill coming from her neck.

Song Qian subconsciously began to struggle, reaching out to break the suffocating feeling.

But the problem is that her hand can't touch Chu Renmei at all, and her struggle is just scratching out blood marks on her white neck.

Chu Renmei began to exert her hands hard, directly grabbed Song Qian's neck, and lifted her whole person up.

Song Qian's legs were suspended in the air, constantly pedaling and swinging, and a suffocating sound of "uh-uh" came out of her mouth.

Fight!

Seeing this scene, I couldn't bear it anymore, held the soul chain, rushed forward, and swept Chu Renmei is waist.

It seemed to be stimulated, and at this moment, the black qi around the soul chain in my hand became extraordinarily condensed, and the cold coolness penetrated deep into the bone marrow through the palm, and I could even feel the tingling pain coming from the palm.

But just as I started, Chu Renmei's waist-length hair suddenly skyrocketed, and the strands of hair seemed to have spirituality, instantly entangled the soul chain in my hand.

I feel like I'm pumping on cotton, and I can't try it at all.

The strands of steel wire, as soon as they touched the soul chain, made a zizi sound, as if they had been burned by fire, and the hair curls broke instantly, and a foul smell could be faintly smelled.

The strands of hair couldn't support it for a second in front of the soul chain.

It can be seen that the soul chain is indeed very restrained by Chu Renmei.

However, the situation in front of him is not optimistic, because Chu Renmei's hair grew too fast, and just a few were broken, and more than a dozen were immediately replaced.

Layer after layer of thick long hair, constantly curling towards the soul chain, as if endless.

In the blink of an eye, most of the soul chain in my hand was swept away and devoured by hair.

These hairs were like steel wires, full of toughness, and I pulled them so hard that they didn't have the slightest effect at all.

The hair on Chu Renmei's head grew faster and denser.

They wrapped around my chains and began to spread along the ground.

In an instant, Song Qian's limbs were already entangled in a large amount of hair, and the situation became more and more intense, from calves to thighs, to waist and chest, and to neck.

In just a few breaths, most of Song Qian's body was wrapped in hair, leaving only one head outside, and the whole person looked like a mummy with a black bandage.

Song Qian, who was tightly wrapped in her hair, completely lost the ability to resist, and only occasionally struggled and trembled.

Song Qian's neck was strangled, and she could only make a "uh-uh" sound, and she couldn't even shout for help.

While entanglement with Song Qian, more hair shot at me.

Most of them have been offset by soul chains, but a few have left me in a hurry, and if I am not careful, my ankles will become entangled in a few strands of hair.

I shook it a few times, and the seemingly fragile strands of hair were full of toughness, and there was no intention of breaking at all, but it made my ankle hurt.

"Help!"

After shouting, I didn't have time to think about it, so I quickly pulled out* and chopped down the growing strands of hair at my feet.

I used all my strength to feed, but I only cut off a few hairs with a single knife.

This hardness made me secretly frightened.

I didn't care too much, I held the *, slashed down one after another, and after several cuts, I finally cut off all the hair that was wrapped around my ankles.

This is still on the premise that the soul chain and Song Qian have absorbed most of the attacks.

If all the hair is curled, I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, it will be completely drowned by the hair.

After fighting for restraints, I immediately raised my knife and began to chop Song Qian's hair.

Not only me, but Wang Gang and Liu Yun also hurried over to help, both of them carried *, and chopped at Chu Ren's long hair as beautiful as mountains and seas.

Compared with the body, Chu Renmei's long hair seems to be closer to the real thing, and physical attacks can play a certain role.

Although Liu Yun couldn't see it, it was over with Wang Gang.

It's just that in the face of this overwhelming hair, our chopping is a drop in the bucket, and it is not a cure for the symptoms.

I had just cut a few hairs, and soon more were wrapping up, endlessly, with no end in sight.

In just a moment, Song Qian's whole body was wrapped in long hair, and through the thick hair, I could only see a pair of frightened eyes.

Not only Song Qian, but the female ghost in blue Chu Renmei has also been covered by her hair at this moment, and she can't even see her body.

One person and one ghost, all of them have been submerged in the sea of hair at this moment.

"What should I do? I can't save Song Qian at all if I go on like this!"

Wang Gang shouted with a pale face.

I was just about to speak, but by accident, even my hand holding the soul chain was entangled in a strand of hair.

I subconsciously raised my knife and slashed, but just after two slashes, my ankle was covered by hair.

Before I could react, more strands of hair had already swept in.

It quickly spread from my wrists to my shoulders, from my ankles to my knees, and in a few breaths, my hands and feet were restrained.

The only thing that could move was the hand holding the knife, but in the face of more and more hair like a steel wire, I couldn't do anything for a while.

Not to mention helping Song Qian get out of trouble, even I fell into it.

Not only me, but Liu Yun's feet were also quickly hit, because she couldn't see Chu Renmei, so she couldn't dodge at all in the face of the approaching strands of hair.

Once entangled, it's hard to get out.

Seeing that Liu Yun was trapped, Wang Gang immediately abandoned Song Qian and began to help Liu Yun chop her hair, wanting to rescue her.

However, he couldn't take care of the front and back, as soon as he started to help Liu Yun, he ignored his own situation, and soon ended up like Liu Yun.

In just a few minutes, a group of four of us were all swept and entwined by hair, and there was no room for struggle.

Seeing that the hair had spread from my legs to my waist, I felt a sense of despair.

Although I had already guessed that a nightmare-level monster like Chu Renmei would be difficult to deal with, I really didn't expect that it would end up like this, and even the soul chain I relied on became so powerless in front of the hair that swept like a wave.

It's like a tiger that can protect itself in the face of wolves, but it can't protect its weak cubs.

The four of us were soon drowned by the sea.

Everywhere I looked, there were fluttering and spreading hair.

The hair on my body became more and more tight, and when it swept around my neck, I suddenly felt suffocated.

At this moment, it was as if I was entangled in a giant python, difficult to understand, and difficult to breathe.

And this giant python composed of a large piece of hair is still squeezing my body all the time, and the tough and sharp hairs are cutting the skin little by little, and slowly strangling into the flesh and blood.

It was a kind of pain, but at this moment, I couldn't scream, so I could only wait quietly for death.

When I was almost in despair, the poignant and strange Peking Opera singing voice sounded again, and the sound was faint, like a mourning song.