Chapter 15: Human centipedes

It was a man's voice, with a slight local accent, but at least I could hear that he was a human being.

I pointed the flashlight at him, and then I saw his appearance, like me, a young man in his twenties, and he was still holding a long live broadcast pole in his hand, as if he was doing a live broadcast.

I was already very reluctant to come here, if it weren't for the 30,000 a month, and Ye Lechuan assured me that there was no danger just to practice courage, I would never have come here.

And this benevolent brother actually came to this kind of place for the live broadcast effect, which is really admirable.

I helped him up, a little weak-hearted, and quickly explained: "This old man, I'm sorry, I just treated you as something unclean, it's really a bit of a misunderstanding!" ”

I smiled at him and sneaked a glance at his phone screen, and as I expected, this guy was indeed live, and his popularity was not low.

He saw that I apologized, and there was still a smile on his face, and the resentment in his heart was also suppressed, as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person.

After looking at me for a while, he patted the dust on his body and said: "You don't bring a live broadcast pole, you don't turn on your mobile phone, you don't broadcast live, why are you here, I just thought you were a ghost, and I wanted to shoot you up close to the audience." ”

I kind of understood what he meant, if I was a ghost, he would sneakily shoot me behind me, if I wasn't a ghost, but I wasn't interested in me.

"You're not afraid, if something unclean really pops up, your life will be explained here."

I wondered if this brother was missing his tendons, why he didn't feel like he was afraid at all, and he wanted to see the ghost as soon as possible.

He smiled proudly, and then said seriously: "Uncle Ben has a magic weapon, ordinary ghosts can't hurt me, but you ordinary people should be careful." ”

Then, he patted me on the shoulder and added: "My name is unknown, I am a senior anchor of the live broadcast in the underworld, I will get some treasures after each live broadcast, and over time, if there are more treasures, the general evil will not hurt me." ”

He turned around, put his right hand on my left shoulder, held the live broadcast pole in his left hand, pointed the phone screen at me, and asked, "Can you see my live broadcast room?" ”

I nodded and replied, "I'm not blind, can I still not see such a large page!" ”

Wang Bu's face suddenly sank, shook his head, and glanced at me, "It's over, if you can see me, the person in the live broadcast room, will die within three days, alas, pitiful, still so young." ”

I'm a little unhappy when I say this, my life is up to me, who can decide my life and death, the underworld can't help me, who can kill me.

"Don't worry, you can't die, I won't die if you die, I don't have any merits as a person, it's just that my life is hard and I can stand the toss." With a straight face, I pushed away his right hand that was on my shoulder.

As soon as I pushed it away, a hand was on my shoulder again, I was a little annoyed, two big men, and they were not familiar with each other, as for being so intimate?

"Don't take me, you broadcast your go, I still have something to do." I said impatiently.

"Whoever hitchhikes with you, if you don't let you ride, you won't let me ride, and whoever wants to hitchhike with you will be the same." Wang Buxiang stretched out his right hand and pointed at me, showing a look of disdain.

When I saw his right hand, I didn't react at once, and the next moment, cold sweat broke out all over my body, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

For both of the king's ominous hands are in front of me, but whose hand is on my shoulder?

My body stiffened in place, my legs trembling a little, and I stammered, "I still have ..... on my shoulders And one hand. ”

"What!" He glanced over my shoulder, and sure enough, a pale hand was on my shoulder.

Then, I looked at him tacitly, and he turned sharply, only to see nothing behind him.

Above us, however, there was a centipede-like monster, but its head was the head of a woman, but its face was pale, its mouth was cracked all the way to the back of its ears, and at first glance it looked like it was laughing, and its eyes were only slit, as if they had been sewn together with a needle and thread.

Its body was ten meters long, two-thirds of its body hung from the beams, and one-third of its body, near its head, hung above my head, with one hand still resting on my shoulder.

It was face to face with me, and its pale face was only forty or fifty centimeters away from me, and if you looked closely, its body was not a complete body, but was sewn up by the bodies of many people, but the flesh was highly rotten, and there were many gray-brown pustules all over the body, and you couldn't see the human form unless you looked closely.

There were countless limbs on that long body, and I don't know how many people were sewn up in total, but those people must have experienced extreme pain.

My stomach churned, and I almost couldn't throw it up, which pervert did it, it was cruel.

What's even more terrifying is that they have been tortured like this, why can they still move, and whether this human centipede is a dead thing or a living thing.

As I thought, its entire body slowly drooped, and his large mouth, which had been split to the back of his ear, opened and headed for the entire envelope of my head.

I wasn't slow to react, and I quickly pulled back, and it swooped down.

It was very tenacious, and once it didn't succeed, it climbed directly from the beam to the ground, and rushed straight at me, I hurriedly dodged, and at the same time glanced at Wang Buxiang, and shouted: "Come and help me!" ”

At this moment, I really wondered why this human centipede only chased him and didn't chase him.

"Run, what else can be done!" Wang Buxiang took advantage of the entanglement of the human centipede with me, and ran away, and there was no one as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

I was annoyed in my heart, this guy was still talking about how good he was, what a cow to break the baby, and bragged that ordinary ghosts couldn't hurt him, and when it really came to the time when some monster appeared, he ran faster than anyone else.

"That's right, magic weapon." I suddenly remembered the gossip mirror that Yelichuan gave me, and it was a light one that had been turned on anyway.

I don't know if this gossip mirror is useful, but at this point, I can only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

I took out the gossip mirror and looked at the human centipede's face, and it stopped suddenly, however, in less than a second, he moved again.

"Damn, it's useless." This pause for a second should not be caused by this gossip mirror, but this monster is also a little confused when he sees me summoning him with a gossip mirror.

And, the next moment, it seemed to be annoyed, and it let out a scream similar to that of a terrible ghost, and its whole body was whipped towards me like a whip.

I couldn't avoid it, it was too late to get out of the door, and it would definitely chase me and swallow me from behind.

I can only bear this whip head-on, looking for a glimmer of life in a desperate situation.

"Bang!" With a thud, I was knocked off the ground and hit my head against the big mirror.

Then, what I didn't expect was that something strange happened, the mirror was not broken, and I went straight through the mirror and reached the world in the mirror.