"Ah••••••h

The old woman and the "ghost" screamed in horror at the same time.

This "ghost" in front of me is too scary.

She only has half of her head, and the big half of her head on the right side doesn't know if it was gnawed by something, or if it was smashed, anyway, it's gone.

There was no steaming "brain--pulp--child" in the gnawed away head, it was all black, bubbling with a dark green thick liquid, constantly flashing black foam outward, exuding a strong smell of rotten eggs, and flowing with a mixture of rotten solids and liquids.

The mixed liquid continued to bubble out of the fault, flowing down her potholes, washing away the dirt on half of her face, forming a series of distinct ravines.

It's scary!

The hair on the remaining half of the head was long, sticky, and covered with slimy, dirty, stinking mucus like the one found on a "slug".

It's disgusting!

The hair that looked like a rag that had not been lost for three years was also crawling with all kinds of insects, and those insects enjoyed the living space in the "rag" very much, constantly drilling "inside and out", making people's scalps numb and hairy.

It's terrifying!

The rag-style hair obscures half of the remaining eye socket.

It is said that it is an eye socket, because except for that socket, it is dark and empty. Occasionally, a thick, black-green liquid emerges, and some unknown bugs crawl out.

Underneath the eye socket was a half-gnawed, rotting nose.

Under the nose is the mouth with half of the chin torn off, and looking through the broken chin, the tongue and organs are all rotten black, exuding the smell of "stinky fish".

Hideous!

Terror!

At this scene, the old woman was so frightened that her hair exploded, her eyes burst out, and a powerful voice was released from her mouth.

"Ah••••••h

But the ghost seemed to be more scared.

I don't know what she saw in her eyes, but when she saw the old woman's face, her empty and dark eyes became trembling.

Half of his jaw was torn off, and at this moment, he was struggling to make a ghost cry of "Ah••••••hh

"Let go ••••••"

"Get out of the ••••••"

The huge desire to survive prompted a hint of "viciousness" flashed in the old woman's eyes.

People are actually very strange.

When most people are in danger, they are so frightened that they lose their ability to help themselves.

However, there is often a type of person who, once he finds himself in danger, or encounters an extremely terrifying enemy, may stimulate his own powerful self-rescue ability, and prompt himself to transform into a more terrifying existence than horror - known as: "ghost sorrow"!

The old woman at this time is this kind of person.

She found herself in danger and would surely die if she didn't save herself.

If you want to save yourself, you must first solve these "ghosts" in front of you.

"Ghost things" are terrible, but if "fear" can solve the problem, she will not be in such a dangerous situation.

Therefore, she suddenly came to her senses, and slammed her head into the frightened "ghost".

"Boom ••••••".

I don't know if the old woman's strength is too great, or if these "ghosts" are too fragile.

I saw that the hideous head was like a greenish rotten duck egg, and it shattered when it was hit!

Before he could make a second sound, he let go of the claw that had grasped her collar and fell.

The thick, black-green, smelly liquid made the old woman's face smudge.

The strange insects in the liquid adhered to her parched face, burrowing into her fresh skin, sending a pain as if it had been abroded by sulfuric acid.

"Ah••••••h

The old woman was driven mad by fear and pain.

"Get out of the ••••••"

"Letting •••••• Go"

The old woman spread her legs and whipped continuously.

He kept writhing his body violently from side to side.

I hope to get rid of the "ghosts" that are hanging on me longer and longer.

"Stabbing ••••••".

The already tattered clothes and pants were finally overwhelmed and torn apart very "harmoniously".

The "ghosts" hanging on it fell along with the sound of "chirping, wah, ••••••" in a terrifying expression.

"Puff ••••••"

The boiling lava stirred up waves three feet high, and the flames six feet high set those "ghosts" on fire in an instant.

And the flames that rose high "licked" the old woman's body hanging outside the bridge intimately, not only igniting a few "ghosts" around her waist, but also burning the few remaining fabrics on her body.

At this time, the old woman was almost no different from those ghosts from her appearance.

All over the body, almost**.

However, the army of "ghosts" continued to surge like a tide, and it was impossible to see when it would be able to stop.

And these ghosts are irrational, squeezing one by one, not many can pass through this hot copper plate bridge safely, most of them are squeezed down, or fall because they can't stand the violent ablation feeling.

The army of "ghosts" was too crowded to have a chance to climb up.

Because, once you climb up, there is only one ending, you must be knocked into the magma under the bridge by the "army of ghosts" and burned clean.

After thinking about it for a long time, the old woman decided not to climb up for the time being, and then make another plan after the army passed!

There are constantly unlucky "ghosts" around him who fall off the bridge deck, and "rub and •••••••" to rise up in a burning flame. The flames that kept rising could not burn the old woman's body at every turn, but all the hair and clothes on her limbs were burned clean when they were exposed to the copper plates.

After a while, the old woman completely turned into a "roast pig" with lost hair.

It's just that this "roast pig" is too dry and old.

Fear, horror, surrounded her.

The Grim Reaper clings to her, and she seems to be able to clearly feel the excited "gasp-breath-sound" of "he" when he sees the "fresh dead soul".

The strong desire to survive made her forget the pain in her hands and the ablation sensation in the front of her upper body, and she clung to the copper plate, so that her body was close to the bridge deck.

I don't care about any dignity and shame, my legs are constantly whipping, and my body is constantly shaking and twisting violently, hoping that this effort can continue to shake off those "ghosts" that adhere to my body.

It's just that this time it's not good.

There were clothes before, and the fabric could be grabbed and torn by the ghosts.

Once the fabric can't bear the weight, it breaks. Then the "ghost thing" above will also fall.

However, now the old woman has also become a "ghost thing", and there is not a single piece of fabric on her body.

Therefore, those "ghosts" directly grabbed the old woman's legs and feet, and some directly hugged her body.

In order to be able to cling to the old woman's body, these ghosts all used their slender and sharp nails to dig into the old woman's muscles.

Some of the limbs were not very complete, and they actually activated those jet-black sharp fangs and bit down on the old woman's body. I have the feeling of "dying together" with the old woman.

"Hiss••••••"

"Ah••••••h

Intense pain spread throughout her body, and the "gurgling" blood continued to flow out of the wounds that had been bitten by fangs and sharp nails.

The blood that "bubbled" out of her released a fresh and strong fishy smell, like a delicacy, which made the "ghosts" hanging on her body dazzle and forget their situation.

One by one, they stretched out their slender tongues like poisonous snake letters, greedily licking the blood from the old woman's wounds, and releasing strange sounds like unusually enjoyable.

After the blood outside the wound was licked away, a group of "ghosts" were not satisfied, and gnawed and bit on the old woman's body, sucking and biting the fresh blood freely.

Pain, pain in the heart.

The pain is not the most terrifying! The thousands of bacteria, viruses, and disgusting parasites that came with those fangs and nails poured into the old woman's body in a steady stream, causing the flesh and skin to lose their blood clotting function.

The wound was like a "faucet" that could not be turned off, and the blood kept leaving her.

More and more blood gushed out, causing more ghosts to smell the blood and start the bloodsucking party selflessly. And there are more and more "ghost things" hanging on the body.

If you continue like this, even if you don't fall and burn to death, you will eventually die of excessive blood loss.

And now, she really doesn't want to die!

The skin and flesh that were constantly being punctured could not bear the weight of more and more "ghost things", and they were torn apart like a rag with a "stabbing ••••••".

The old woman was like an electrocuted dead fish, trembling all over, eager to "pass out".

Still, she resisted the feeling of death.

She has only one thought, she wants to live!

As long as she can get out of here and let her live, she is willing to give anything.

She regretted it very much, and regretted that she shouldn't have betrayed her conscience and annihilated humanity for the 1 million that did not belong to her.

I obviously have a chance to live, but I have to be insatiable and design to frame others.

No man is content!

Desire makes people survive, and desire also makes people live as devils.

Obviously, he escaped death once, but he didn't have time to celebrate his new life, but he had to volunteer to "die".

Ay••••••

Regret••••••

Regret should not be ••••••

pain

fear

and the "ghost thing" that constantly hangs on himself,

It's like a "grim reaper" dragging his feet, constantly pulling himself down.

How long it will last, I don't know.

She had experienced the beauty of being born again after death, and although it was short, it was very beautiful.

It's fascinating.

She prayed silently in her heart, asking God to forgive her.

I have truly repented and do not want to die again.

"Boom ••••••"

A white light flashed in the air.

Two people appeared in the void.

One is Xie Bi'an, and the other is Fan Wusheng.

She knows both of them, a very famous figure in the underworld, "Black and White Impermanence".

I am also a person who has been through death, so I naturally recognize these "characters".

The white light shone on the copper plate bridge in the canyon, as if time had stopped, and all the "ghosts", including the violently churning lava below, came to a standstill.

The "ghost thing" that stepped on himself and hung on himself kept moving for the last second. And himself, although his body cannot move, his mouth can speak, and his eyes can see.

"Second master, please save me, I don't want to die. ”

"Don't you want to die? But you insist on rushing back, obviously you don't want to live!" Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an said with a smile.