Chapter Twenty-Four: Evil Cults Seize and Abandon Fights at a Loss, Tang Minggui Returns
Seeing the dense hair on the woman's face blocking the exit, Jinhua's heart suddenly fell into the ice of the snow cellar.
She was cold and ruthless in her heart, took out a dagger for self-defense from the oilcloth bag, gritted her silver teeth, and threw it at the face of the woman behind Xu with a strong impact.
Unfortunately, the dagger was still in the air when it was thrown out by the woman's face with her hair and fell to the ground with a clatter.
Jinhua took a deep breath, but even if she took a deep breath, it still couldn't calm her down. Her whole body trembled, no matter how she suppressed it, she still trembled involuntarily.
This evil has plans to catch a turtle in her urn!
She was restless, rubbing the toe of her shoe on the ground from time to time, the soles of her shoes and the blue brick floor squeezing and chirping, and she looked at the woman's head while looking for other exits.
And Xu someone, his only pair of eyes that are exposed, is also wrapped in long hair by the woman's face at this moment, it can be said that Xu is now completely a black cocoon, and the head of the woman's face is buried deep in the black cocoon that envelops Xu.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Jin Hua thought about it for a while, and then he understood.
This evil needs energy! If it weren't for that, how could the evil spirit just stop himself instead of taking his life, which shows that the evil spirit was in a hurry to absorb Xu's energy.
Knowing in her heart, Jinhua took out the fire fold from the oilcloth bag, she planned to burn the hair of the woman's face and escape, but looked at someone Xu who was wrapped in hair, she was a little hesitant, although she had a holiday with someone Xu, but think about Xiaoqing, he needs to live on someone Xu, and the old mansion of the Rong family is also in his hands, if the old mansion of the Rong family changes hands, it may not be changed to what it will be...
She couldn't do it. On the one hand, because of concerns, on the other hand, there is also an element of fear in it.
If He Rong was here, he should have a way. At the moment of hesitation, she suddenly remembered He Rong.
Of course, this flower messenger, He Rong can't bear it, and he is also in trouble at the moment.
If Jinhua didn't listen to someone Xu and went west, maybe a few of them would still be able to meet him, the west side was the exit of this temple, and someone Xu was greedy enough to swallow an elephant.
It was just a flash of effort, and Jinhua found that the hair blocking the exit had become thicker, and even the texture looked much better than before, but the woman's face was still buried in the black callus, and it seemed that she had not completely absorbed Xu's energy.
Jinhua's heart was cold, she must not hesitate any longer, if she can't make a ruthless decision, her lips will be cold, and her ending can be imagined.
She clenched the fire fold in her hand, and in all kinds of struggles, she still made a decision.
I saw that she pulled open the sleeve of the tube, puffed out her mouth and blew a few times, and saw that the fire was broken, and stood up to the hair blocking the door, although the hair was on fire, but she seemed to step on the sore spot of the woman's face, the woman's face protruded her head from the black calloon, she was furious, and took back the hair that wrapped Xu someone, and the hair with the spark seed crackled in the air, and roared towards Jinhua.
Xu fell from mid-air, gasping and lying on the ground, looking dying.
Damn, she is a girl, and in the face of the attack on the woman's face at this moment, she can't help but scold her mother, what kind of monster is this!
She rolled sideways to avoid the hair thrown on the left side of the woman's face, but unexpectedly, the woman's face was also a scheming evil, and the hair on the right side of the woman's face was twisted into the shape of a spear, and the hair was harder than steel, piercing her shoulder.
The smell of blood spread, Jinhua turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder, and the three thousand green silks on the woman's head were happily sucking her blood
The top priority is naturally to burn off the hair on the wound first, Jinhua can't take too much care at the moment, he blows two mouthfuls of fire and presses it on the wound, seeing that the hair is on fire, the woman's head is not in love with war, she pulls out the hair spear, and then prepares to fight Xu someone, Jinhua wanted to take this opportunity to leave, saw Xu's appearance, gritted his teeth, and left, and took out a fire fold from the oilcloth bag and threw it to Xu someone.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of a god-like opponent, you are afraid of a pig-like comrade-in-arms!
Xu didn't receive the fire fold, the fire fold passed by his hand and fell to the ground in a circle. Jinhua clenched his fists and looked over, and smiled mockingly at the woman's head.
Xu's hands and feet were already wrapped with hair, and the hair was wrapped around him like a snake, and the woman's head was attached to Xu's body along her hair, which was indescribably weird.
For Jinhua, she doesn't want to entangle with that evil person any more, she should be able to get out with a map on her body, since someone Xu didn't seize the opportunity, if she continues to stay, she will definitely become the mouth of this woman's head with someone Xu.
Moreover, people need to be self-aware.
She didn't look at Xu anymore, for fear of compassion, and when she saw that the woman's head was focused on Xu, she turned sideways and rushed out.
It's a pity that although her feet are fast, she can't resist the conspiracy of a woman's head.
At the moment when she just stepped out of the corner, countless long black hairs came from all directions, and those hairs floated around her, like seaweed in the water.
Even so, this hair still can't be underestimated, Jinhua stared at the hair wrapped around his body, and raised the fire fold.
At this time, Xu climbed up from the ground, the woman's head was close to his neck, looking like a deformed conjoined baby, they all had strange smiles on their faces, Xu was struggling to walk, but he still did not give up and walked towards her, his footsteps, one by one heavier, Jinhua couldn't help but shudder when he heard this voice, looking at Xu who was approaching step by step, she suddenly thought of a ghost.
Maybe the woman's head is just looking for a suitable body, a container that can be carried, Xu is just a medium, and the real purpose of the woman's head is her!
Jinhua looked at the oncoming Xu and the woman's head, and suddenly figured out why the woman's head was just pestering Xu in the first place, obviously she could attack her while entangling Xu, but she wanted to put down Xu and attack her, for her soft heart, for her to jump into the trap step by step
Jinhua thought about it and was terrified, looking at someone Xu who was already close at hand, her legs and feet were a little weak, and what made Jinhua feel even more terrifying was that the wound on her shoulder was covered with fine hairs, and those hairs were fluttering to merge with the hair of the woman's head that surrounded her, and she, I am afraid that she would soon replace someone Xu and become a container.
Doomed?
Jinhua's tears fell unconsciously, her heart beat violently like never before, the silence of the tomb made Xu's footsteps clearer, listening to Xu's footsteps more and more clearly, her heart beat to the end like a drum, knocking.
She couldn't escape. As long as she wanted to escape, those hairs immediately trapped her, even if she burned them with fire, it was useless, those hairs were extinguished in a short time when they were lit, and they were wrapped around her body, and if she lit a fire, she was afraid that she would burn herself.
Xu finally walked in front of her with the woman's head, the woman's head went, the hair was scattered, the woman's head picked up her chin by Xu's hand, she looked at her, her pale face was full of joyful smiles, Xu's hand was cold and piercing, his hand rubbed on her face, and followed his hand, Xu spoke, but the voice was a woman's voice, it was the woman's head talking, her voice was as happy as her smile, she said, it was really a sign of the face.
After that, she carefully commented on Jinhua's size, her breasts were too small, her waist was thick, and she was unhappy when she commented on it, and finally she was vaguely perfunctory, she said, it is better than nothing.
After saying that, her hair wrapped around Jinhua's limbs again, and her head drifted down from someone Xu, and slowly moved towards Jinhua in mid-air.
Jinhua couldn't move, looking at the woman's head and feeling nauseous, she tried to lean back, hoping to delay some time, in case, Humpty Dumpty found them
Hope to compare with reality is always a sense of bones, she did not fulfill her wish, the woman's head has been moved to her body, the position of the woman's head Jinhua felt the pain of the heart, the pain is not the pain of the flesh, but the soul.
Thinking about the comments of the woman's head, Jinhua understands that she is indeed a container, because the woman's head wants to occupy her body, and she wants to return to the world through her body, and she herself may wander in the world as a lonely ghost, or she may leave nothing.
When a person is about to die, it may be the time when the memory is clearest.
She closed her eyes, and the images in her mind continued.
has the innocence of the young, the pampering and scolding of his parents, and the company of his best friend Tang Ming.
is older, it is the trivial matters of life and school, and the attitude towards the youngest daughter of Nagisa Zhongjun.
After that, it was clearer, the figure of the parents who were far away, the decay of the Rong family, the dilapidated attic, the ridicule of everyone, and the step by step between Xu and Xiaoqing.
Clearly, the care of the teacher and David, Tang Ming's protection, Tang Li's jokes, Du Yuesheng's old god is here, Tang Ming's sentence I like you so much.
There is also He Rong, the-for-tat confrontation between Chengde and He Rong, He Rong's take-in, and He Rong's poisonous tongue.
It became clear that she didn't want to leave, let alone leave, her obsession told her that she couldn't give up her position, but, even if she persevered, who could save her.
People have always helped themselves, and in this maze, except for Xu and Humpty Dumpty, she is the only one left. Xu's life and death are unknown, and Humpty Dumpty is nowhere to be found.
Who can save her now?
Jinhua laughed, as if waiting for the passage of life, she felt how much the woman's head tried her best to squeeze into her body, how hard she tried to squeeze out her soul, she and the woman's head to fight for it, who would lose, who would win? She didn't know.
She was tired and in pain, she felt that she was about to fall into the endless darkness, she was afraid of the darkness so much, she was afraid that she would be afraid forever.
"Girl." A light shines into the darkness, he steps on the seven-colored clouds, he is calling her, he is still handsome and bright, he is still unparalleled.
Tang Ming.
Jinhua's cheeks looked up at the person in front of her with tears in her eyes, it was Tang Ming who she had hidden in her heart for a long time and didn't dare to mention.
Before Tang Ming's accident, Jin Hua had been thinking about it again, he was bound by the golden light that day, and he probably didn't have a few days to live, and now, he really came to pick her up.
Thinking of this stubble, she was sad again, looking at Tang Ming, a pair of teary eyes, hazy and pitiful.
Tang Ming sighed, bent his claws and dragged something out of Jinhua's body and threw it away, he bent down and picked her up.
There was a smile on his face, and he whispered in her ear, and he said, Jinhua, I'm back.