Chapter 213: Prisoner Head
I panicked even more, writhing my upper body to free herself from the pile of hair that was wrapped around my legs.
But this is when I realized that her hair was like cement concrete, and she fixed me to the ground, no matter how I struggled, I just didn't move.
At this time, Huzi suddenly raised the torch and rushed towards me, only to see him holding a torch in each hand, and the torch danced so fast that it was like two hot wheels, and ran quickly in front of me, and then put the torch on my lap to roast.
I saw that the hair touched the fire, as if it had touched something deadly, and quickly retreated, and at the same time the woman's mouth made a very piercing hissing sound, and the sound was very sharp, and the listener had goosebumps.
The hair receded faster and faster, and in less than half a minute, it had already fallen from my legs, and then I tried to move my legs, and found that my legs were stiff, as if they were frozen, although I could move forward slightly, but I could not bend, and my knees were already unconscious.
"Huzi, my legs ...... I don't feel it anymore...... Can't bend anymore. As soon as my voice fell, Huzi picked me up, beckoned Wang Chuyi and said, "Chuyi, hurry up and run, this thing must be nearby." ”
Wang Chu raised the torch as soon as he held it, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he ran over quickly, and when she was about to get to us, he suddenly saw her leaning, and the whole person fell to the ground, and then I saw Wang Chuyi's whole person as if he was being dragged by something, and his body was close to the ground, so he began to slide backwards, while sliding, Wang Chuyi grabbed on the ground with both hands, trying to grab something, so that he could stop.
I looked up and looked ahead, only to see the white-faced woman with her head tilted, her hair wrapped around Wang Chuyi's ankles, pulling her back.
At this time, Huzi didn't think about it, picked up the assault gun, and shot it at the woman's head, and the bullet instantly passed through the woman's head, leaving a finger-thick hole in her head, and then the hair wrapped around Wang Chuyi's ankle paused obviously.
Wang Chu reacted very quickly, pulled out his saber, and slashed towards the hair wrapped around his ankle, and directly cut off the hair, at this time Huzi and I clearly saw that the cut hair seemed to be burned by fire, and instantly shrunk, and finally only a black spot remained.
After Wang Chuyi broke free, he rolled to the left sharply, stood up, took out his pistol, and shot at the white-faced woman's face, and more than a dozen bullets were fired almost instantly, almost all of them hit the woman's face, and the marksmanship was very accurate.
At this time, a strange scene reappeared, and I saw that the bullet holes on the woman's face were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to its original state.
Seeing this, Wang Chu hurriedly turned around and ran in our direction, saying, "What the hell is this?" ”
Huzi and I have never seen such a thing, and we don't know how to deal with it, so we can only pick up the torch and stand in place, confronting this white-faced woman.
The woman seemed to be very afraid of the torches in our hands, and kept a safe distance from us, and the hair did not dare to lean over again, so we confronted each other for more than ten minutes, and our mental capacity was almost to the limit.
Huzi opened his mouth and said, "Lao Bai, it's not okay to go on like this, when the hell will it take, I guess this woman doesn't need to eat or drink, we can't hold it." ”
At this time, my knee began to gradually regain sensation, and I moved a little, and I felt that there was no big problem, so I looked behind me, trying to find a way out, in case the white-faced woman rushed up, it was good to run away at the first time.
At this time, Wang Chuyi suddenly said, "Lao Bai, will this woman be the prisoner that people often say?" ”
When Huzi and I heard it, I only felt a chill down my spine, this prisoner's head is a troublesome thing, legend has it that the most common punishment in ancient times was to behead the public, a large part of the female prisoners, before the execution has been ravaged by the jailers and ruined, when they were pulled to the execution ground, almost all of them were in a state of mental collapse, serious physical and mental torture, so that these female prisoners were full of resentment, when the executioner's butcher's knife cut off their heads, these female prisoners were either frightened or because of pain, The spirit of collapse will be restored for a short time, but unfortunately, by this time, the head has been cut off.
Over time, people found that after the heads of these women were cut off, there would be expressions on their faces, although most of them were frightened, but there were also a very few people who would show a strange smile, but whenever they met such a smirking head, people would think that it was ominous, and there would be a Taoist priest who specialized in the method of doing so, found a clay jar, put their heads in it, and then sealed the mouth of the altar with a layer of yellow paper, and then threw it into the water.
But after a long time, the yellow paper sealed by this jar will be dissolved by water, because the water flow is constantly changing, the human head in the jar will slide out, soaked in the water for a long time, plus these women's grievances are all gathered in this head, it forms a terrifying existence, called the prisoner's head, but anyone who dares to approach the water with the prisoner's head will be drowned in the water.
The most recent record is that on a large river in Jiangxi, a wooden boat carrying more than a dozen people crossed the river at ten o'clock in the evening, and when the boat reached the center of the river, all the people who put it on fell off the boat, and all of them were drowned in the water without exception.
Later, their family hired a corpse salvage to salvage their corpses, and in the process of salvage, they fished out a long-haired female head, and later after identification, the female head has been hundreds of years away from now, but it looks like the human head was still in the water yesterday, not only does it not rot, but the hair on the human head seems to be growing, and when it is salvaged, the hair of the female head is more than 30 meters long, and it looks very terrifying.
Thinking of this, Huzi and I are a little scared, this prisoner can be described as the head of ten thousand yin, the king of resentment, the longer the hair grows, the greater its power, and the heavier the resentment, look at the prisoner in front of us, the length of the hair is at least a hundred meters, and I don't know how long she has been in this corridor.
Wang Chu raised his flashlight and shone forward, only to see the prisoner's head floating in mid-air, although there was no body, but the position of the prisoner's head was about the same height as a person's height.
At this time, Huzi took out a glass bottle, and when I looked at it, I knew that the bottle was filled with gasoline, and because he suffered a loss in the tomb of King Liao in Yunnan last time, Huzi brought a lot of such gas bottles this time in case of emergency.
At this time, he lit the strip of cloth on the gasoline bottle, shook his hand and smashed it towards the position of the prisoner, and the bottle fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound, and then the flames burst out.