My hand grabbed the iron chains on the door, pulled them all down, and I kicked the iron door open, and retreated vigilantly.

Zhu Feiyue sat cross-legged behind me, seven or eight meters away, and stood the sketchpad in front of him.

I stared wide-eyed at the black fog inside the door, the boss who opened the door, but the black fog always gathered inside, like a dark cloud, and refused to come out.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, and I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, when I heard an ethereal, distant female voice from the depths of the black fog:

"Grandma Yin, sit in a sedan chair and cross the river to hang yourself."

"Grandma hanging, grandma hanging, children clap their hands and giggle......"

The nursery rhyme sung by the female voice, the lyrics are vicious, the tune is even more gloomy to the extreme, sharp and thin, the words behind, I really don't want to narrate, the tone is too terrifying, no matter how you listen to it, this nursery rhyme can't be made up by a living person.

After the female voice finished singing the nursery rhyme, the dead silence returned again in the black fog, and a thick layer of cold sweat appeared in my palm, and the small scissors in my left hand trembled slightly:

"Don't pretend to be a ghost! I don't eat this set! ”

Suppressing the monstrous fear in my heart, I dared to yell into the house: "Come out for me!" ”

Shouting is to hide the timidity in my heart, and the real metaphysical masters will never shout blindly like me.

The black fog is still lifeless, the woman is lying inside, refusing to come out, and I can't go in and arrest her, isn't that tantamount to looking for death?

It's so deep fog, my eyes are sucked in, I can't take it back, at that time, my attention was all in the depths of the black fog, and Zhu Feiyue's shout suddenly came from behind:

"On top of you!"

I looked up sharply and immediately saw the most terrifying scene in the world.

A long-haired woman, lying on the ceiling, her hair hanging in the air like a dirty mop, flipped her head and stared at me.

This woman's facial features, not to say how terrifying, look similar to a living person, the key is that her face is too thin, sallow human skin wrapped in bones, like a skeleton, two eye sockets are deeply sunken, eyebrows are bald, in both eyes, there is no longer the slightest whites of the eyes, replaced by deep blood, even the pupils have disappeared.

The woman's teeth, pulled out by something, two black lips, deep in, cheekbones towering.

All the beautiful words in the world have nothing to do with her, this hellish and gloomy face may appear frequently in my nightmares in the future, and what is even more terrifying is that the limbs of this thing, like gecko suckers, like crabs, are tightly sucked on the ceiling.

No, she was more like a fluffy spider, the woman wore nothing, the pitch-black veins crisscrossed under the dead gray skin, the texture of the muscles, already twisted to the point of complete deformation.

The black toenails were long and curved, and the ankles were covered with a thick layer of grave soil.

The moment I saw her, I was terrified! Hurriedly took two steps back, and the sharp razor flashed with an arc of lightning, and it was guarded in front of him.

But all dead things can be divided into two, one kind, you can communicate with it, like the blood of the self-death kiln, although people are yin things, but the sanity is still there, you can communicate, you sit down cross-legged, chatting with her, nagging on the right road, she is happy, maybe she will let you go.

The other is the woman in front of me, this kind of dead thing, the mind has been crazy and distorted, there is no possibility of communication at all, and when you meet, you will be harmed to death, and you will not take into account cause and effect at all.

The woman was like a toad, her mouth was expressionless, and her tongue was more than two feet long, and she quickly rolled up to my face!

The most terrifying thing is that the tongue coating is covered with fine iron thorns, no matter how strong my flesh is, if I lick this thing, I will lose a layer of skin!

Seeing my tongue coming, I held the arc between the razor in my right hand and slashed upwards!

This brand-new razor has been sharpened to the extreme, many times more powerful than the one used in the danger zone, coupled with the terrifying strange power that erupted from my arm, even if it is a terrible ghost's tongue, I am sure that it will be cut in two!

But sometimes, fate is so impermanent, you think you can do it, but you really can't.

The light blue blade, the moment it approached the tongue coating, the tongue actually bent, and at an unbelievable angle, perfectly avoided the razor, and rolled towards my temple!

Everything happened so fast that I didn't have time to think about it, so I followed with the scissors in my left hand and clicked towards the tip of my tongue!

Now, it was cut hollow again, and the woman's long tongue narrowly avoided the scissors, changed the angle, and licked it towards my chin.

Before the tongue arrived, a strong bloody breath came from the pavement, my choked eyes were almost unable to open, and I couldn't dodge, at this time, a pitch-black ghost hand suddenly appeared in front of me!

The ghost hand stretched out from nothingness, grabbed the woman's long tongue, and pulled it hard!

Her whole body fell from the ceiling with her tongue attached, her head suddenly fell back, her tongue wrapped around the ghost hand, and with a fierce hook, the ghost hand immediately turned into a ball of danqing pen and ink, dissipating in the air.

It turned out that the ghost hand was drawn by Zhu Feiyue!

His voice came from behind: "Li Zhiwen, don't fool her, I will use soul painting to assist you!" ”

The woman got up from the ground, her head down, her blood-red eyes staring at me from the bottom up, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Her tongue came over again, this thing was like a spring tongue in the chameleon's mouth, it came fast and ruthlessly, several times faster than before, and the tip of my tongue was almost touching my nose!

I'm just using both hands together and swinging diagonally forward at the same time, right? Come!

Two meteors, the last to come, the slippery female tongue flashed obliquely, watching the old drama repeat, and she was about to dodge it again!

In the flash of light, in the scissors in his left hand, a black flame like ink suddenly erupted! Under the wrapping of these flames, the scissors are actually out of my control, and the speed is several times faster!

I didn't even react, I heard a click, mixed with the sound of an electric arc, and the female tongue was cut in two by me from the middle.

The long tongue was broken, and the woman's body took a few steps back, and a terrible scream came out of her throat!

I glanced at the small scissors in my hand, these black flames did not come from my body, they should have been drawn by Zhu Feiyue for me.

If it were an ordinary living person, cutting off his tongue, he would have lost his breath in pain a long time ago, but the woman in front of me is obviously some kind of inhuman ghost, and the resentment on her body may be much stronger than Li Sisi.

After retracting the severed tongue, she opened her mouth wide again, deep out of her throat, and with lightning speed, hundreds of long tongues burst out!

Each long tongue is only as thin as lipstick, and hundreds of tongues are squeezed into a mess! Stained with viscous liquid, the brush rolled towards me!

With so many tongues, how can scissors cut them all?

"With a razor!" Zhu Feiyue's roar came from behind.

There were too many tongues, and the speed naturally slowed down a lot, so I first turned sideways to avoid the front, and the razor in my right hand rotated slightly, from top to bottom, with all my strength, and slashed hard!

The blade is in mid-air, and the length suddenly skyrockets! The knife, which was only half a chopstick-length, has become a ghost-headed knife more than a foot long!

The little razor painted Zhu Feiyue with this exaggerated! Just look at the white light, slashing before my eyes, and at that moment, time stood still.

Hundreds of inhuman long tongues froze in mid-air, and after a few seconds, a neat knife cut them vertically.

A real one-size-fits-all!

The tongues fell to the ground in unison, wriggling like maggots, turning into black blood and disappearing, and the woman covered her mouth and let out a heart-rending wail!

"Lang...... Your heart is also ruthless, the slave family just wanted to kiss you, but you bit off the slave family's tongue......"

Seeing me approaching her step by step, a shrill cry begging for mercy came from the woman's throat.

With a slight slash of the razor in my left hand, the blade wrapped in a blue arc of lightning sliced through half of her skull, like cutting tofu.

The woman fell to the ground and died, and the corpse turned into bits of paper ash and dissipated into the air.

On the floor, only a thick pool of black blood remained.

It's not over yet!

After the woman's death, the black fog in room No. 3 not only did not dissipate, but gathered more and more thick!

I looked back at Zhu Feiyue, who was dipped in ink with a brush and depicted on the canvas with a solemn expression.

A light sound of footsteps came from the black mist.

Under my horrified gaze, a man with long braids, with his head bowed, walked out of the house and stood in front of me.

Thin, dead gray skin, and limbs twisted to deformation, I feel that the ghosts in Room No. 3 are very similar to the breeze at Aunt Zuo's entrance.

Like the long-tongued woman before him, the man was undressed, and looking at the long braids, I guessed he might have been from the Qing Dynasty.

The front half of the man's head is smooth, and the back is braided, this is the unified hairstyle of the Qing Dynasty, the most corrupt and depraved dynasty in the history of the world, representing the shame of Yanhuang.

But in this dynasty where black and white are reversed, a special profession was born, a shaver.

The shaver of the government must be born as an executioner, and the fierce master inserts a long pole into the ground, and if anyone refuses to shave his head and keep his braids, he directly cuts off his head with a knife and sticks it vertically on the long pole.

The ten-mile-long street, with a river of blood flowing and long poles full of human heads, symbolizes the feudal society and the tyrannical rule of the king.

I hope that the ancestors of the Li family are not the eagle claws of the government.

I looked at the man and found a horror, and at first I thought he had come out backwards, with the back of his head pointed at me.

It's really not, this thing has a virtue on the front and back of the head, a braid on the front, and a back one.

Ghosts without facial features are the most fearful thing for me, when I was a child, I had nightmares, and I always dreamed that things with faces like white paper would come out of the grave and chase me everywhere.

This time, I decided to rush to the attack, so as not to be passive like I had just done, and I rushed forward with a scissor in my left hand and a razor in my right hand, and slammed everything across the back of his head!