The windows in the room are closed, although the door is open, the light seems to be consciously avoiding here, the sight inside is a little dim, there are two red candles lit on the desk, the candle shadows swaying left and right fall on the tablet placed in the middle, Wusu's head is still faintly painful, she is pale, coldly looking at the words "Yan's Shouji", after sneering, she said in a low voice: "Self-determination? Why don't you give me a demo first? ”

The man dragged Wusu's hair back fiercely, glaring at a pair of extremely murderous bull's eyes: "Do you dare not do it?" ”

Wusu was tortured by the headache and reacted slowly, and suddenly his scalp suddenly tightened and numb.

Always feeling that her hair was being torn bald, she raised her hand and brushed the top of her head as if inadvertently. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man's bony hand was permeated by a cold feeling, and he suddenly felt his hand numb, and involuntarily let go of his hand.

Wu Su casually brushed down his scattered hair, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the man who stretched out a thief's hand without giving up, and a black gas popped out from his fingertips, turning into a huge black snake phantom and landing in front of the man.

The phantom flickered, and the man fell to the ground in fright, shaking his body and desperately retreating: "Don't come, don't come, monster ......"

Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, and they all showed a look of surprise, and a few timid ones had already slipped away with oil on the soles of their feet.

Just when everyone was in a state of uneasiness, a muffled cough suddenly came from behind the tablet, and the crowd suddenly stirred, and the few bold ones in front also showed panicked looks.

After cutting her hair, she got up and looked at the source of the voice.

Behind the desk hung a fluttering curtain, one corner of the curtain rolled up, revealing the end of the pitch-black coffin, the lid of which slowly moved to the side, and a withered paw appeared on the edge of the coffin.

After moving his paws back and forth for a while, he sat up slowly, his hair falling from the top of his head, completely covering the half of his body that sat up, and two clicks followed by two muffled coughs, and his head turned to this side of the curtain.

The hair covering the face parted to the sides with the movement of the head, revealing a blue-gray face with two protruding eyeballs on the skin, and the surface of the eyeballs, like a spider's web, blood-red lines, tightly wound around the eyeballs.

"He" looked straight at Wusu, and suddenly smiled crookedly, and his long tongue dangled outside, obviously full of malice.

After calmly looking up and down for a while, Wusu returned the smile with a "friendly" smile.

"He" suddenly became puzzled.

Immediately afterwards, after "he" pushed open the coffin lid with some strength, his hands and feet stiffly crawled out of the coffin, lifted the curtain and walked out slowly.

The crowd of onlookers was silent at first, and then there was a dead silence that could be heard even when a pin fell to the ground.

Damn, it's a corpse!

Run, the corpse has changed!

Don't, don't leave me, Xianggong, ah-

…… After all kinds of frightened screams, the scene of the ancestral hall and the outside of the hall instantly turned into a desolation of decay and defeat, and all kinds of miscellaneous things were scattered in the open space, as if the scene of a thief entering the village and being robbed.

Within a radius of 100 miles outside the ancestral hall, the occasional sounds became much more empty.

Wu Su watched as the unaesthetically pleasing "creature" slowly approached him.

Until the smell of the coffin and the body smell of the dead rushed under her nose, she looked at the purple-black circle on "his" neck and asked aloud, "You were hanged?" ”

"He" stopped and nodded subconsciously.

Her gaze turned to the crooked mouth with her tongue stretched and drooling, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes: "You don't feel uncomfortable dragging your tongue all the time?" ”

"He" lowered his eyeballs, looked at his tongue, his tongue moved, and slowly retracted with the ticking saliva, and after the tongue was completely retracted, his mouth was pursed, and the curvature of his lips was immediately corrected, and he didn't look particularly crooked.

"He" raised his eyes, flickered his eyes, and there were two inconspicuous question marks hanging on his eyeballs, as if asking for Wusu's opinion.

Wusu still had a very disgusted expression: "Don't you think your eyeballs are like a frog's eyes?" ”

"He" tilted his head, as if he didn't understand, looked at Wusu's gaze for a while, suddenly stretched out his hand, and slapped the prominent eyeball into the eye socket with a click, but due to the strength of the clapping hand, the eyeball was slapped into the flesh of the eye, looking at the puppet eyeballs that looked like they were not set, and I always felt that I didn't know where to fall to the head in the next moment.

Fortunately, after moving my eyes around, I returned to where I really should be, and I always felt less shocked when I looked at it.

Except for the color of his face, the rest of the people who look like they are not very different from normal living people, especially this adjusted facial features are still a little delicate when you look closely, but the premise is to exclude "he" This dull expression and stiff swing of limbs.

There were two strange clicks, and his movements slowly approached that of a normal person.

After he coughed twice and cleared his throat, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Why aren't you afraid of ghosts?" ”

"You're not a ghost!" Wusu said disdainfully.

I know that you just wanted to scare me, could it be that the owner of this body killed you?

Hey, why do I say this body? Could it be that this is not my body? Could it be that I'm not human......

“…… You're not her! After he took a deep look at Wusu, his tone was very affirmative, and the expression on his face was a little gloomy.

Wusu was curious: "What is your relationship with her?" ”

“…… She's the one I've always liked......" After he said this sadly, his eyes were moist, lined with dense bloodshots, as if blood and tears were oozing.

"Oh-" Wusu said that he was not interested in love killing, vendetta or anything, but he could ask him about this body, this place, and the ins and outs of this matter.

She pondered the little abacus in her heart, and was about to speak—

He added blankly: "She didn't like me, so she killed me." Now that she's dead and I'm alive, what should I do? ”

Wusu pulled the corners of her mouth, cold dressing, frowning and planning to leave, she didn't want to hear any love and hatred, this kind of thing is not good to eat.

He stretched out his hand, grabbed Wusu's wrist and asked, "What do you say I should do?" Tell me, okay? ”

Wusu's face turned cold, and after glancing at the withered claws that strangled his wrists, he said coldly: "Is it related to me?" Let go! ”

His expression froze, as if he was surprised, and then as if he thought of something, he subconsciously tightened a little tighter: "Do you want to leave me again?" ”

Well, if you don't go crazy, you can't live, although it has nothing to do with a dime of your own, after Wusu ruthlessly skimmed that claw: "If you are sick, treat it quickly, and if you are not sick, you will roll as far as you can." ”

After speaking, she walked away, and after a few steps, a cautious figure followed behind her.

Entangled in yourself? Wusu sneered and turned around: "What do you want to do?" She didn't want to be too violent to solve the problem because it was too wasteful.

He touched his paw and glanced at Wusu aggrievedly: "Didn't you take me to heal?" ”

…… Wusu said that she really wanted to kill this idiot who pretended to be crazy and stupid!