Xu Rui saw from the broken mirror that there was a pale-skinned woman behind him.

Xu Rui was startled, picked up the toilet pass from the side and poked her face directly.

The suction of the toilet Tongzi is very strong, and he can't pull it off directly on the female ghost's face, and the female ghost's eyes are dark, and he instinctively reaches out to grab Xu Rui.

Xu Rui's arm was grabbed by the female ghost, Xu Rui turned around and attacked the female ghost, and with one foot, the female ghost covered her crotch, let out a wail, and fell down heavily.

Xu Ruisa broke free of her arms and legs and ran, thinking about it just now, if a man was estimated to be half useless.

But halfway through the run, Xu Rui stopped, always feeling as if something terrible had just happened.

"She doesn't seem to be wearing panties......"

This thought flashed through Xu Rui's mind, and Xu Rui's heart was filled with a strong sense of guilt in an instant, and he also kicked her, Xu Rui wanted to go back and apologize at that moment.

After all, the female ghost is still quite beautiful, and the most important thing is that she is only in her early 20s, although she is a ghost, but she never thought about harming herself, maybe she is too sensitive.

Just as Xu Rui wanted to walk back to apologize, a sharp scream erupted in that room.

The surrounding scenery was changing, the walls were bleeding, the ground was wet, full of mud and insects, the window at the end of the corridor was blown open by the storm, and a cold breath hit him, making Xu Rui shiver.

And the female ghost, crawling from the room, clawed at the ground with her long nails, her hair hanging down, her pale cheeks looked particularly terrifying at that moment, and the pupils full of whites of her eyes flowed with deep resentment.

Xu Rui felt a burst of MMP in his heart.

He turned a corner and ran away, and when he was about to go downstairs, he saw another female ghost at the top of the stairs.

The ghost's long hair covered her cheeks, the corners of her mouth were cracked to the base of her ears, her mouth was full of sharp teeth, and she carried a blunt instrument with blood in her hand.

The rift girl looked at Xu Rui and smiled.

Xu Rui let out a wry smile: "It seems that I am very blessed today......"

In a temple, an old monk with profound skills watched the sky at night, and he let out a sigh: "Alas...... This world ...... Finished...... Everything is deviating from normality, the world is crumbling step by step, and the darkness is approaching step by step. ”

"Everything will crumble and shatter, including your worldview."

I saw the old monk yelling: "I can't keep a low profile anymore"

He touched the box in front of him, it was a magic weapon left to him by his master, his master had told him that this magic weapon was too powerful to be used unless it was absolutely necessary, and the slightest carelessness would hurt the innocent, killing and wounding in droves and rivers of blood.

I think that his master only used it once, and he didn't dare to use it again, because this thing can't be used by ordinary people, and it is extremely difficult to control.

The old monk touched the mahogany box in front of him and breathed a sigh: "Even if I fight for my life, I will save the world." ”

The old monk slowly opened the mahogany box, the magic weapon inside glittered in the moonlight, the black barrel inadvertently revealed a trace of overlord's atmosphere, and the air was filled with the smell of engine oil and bullets.

Yes, this is the magic weapon left to him by his master, the god of fire, Gatling.

At this moment, the moonlight shone on the bodhisattvas in the temple, and we were able to see that they were enshrined in that bodhisattva, Nam no Gatling Bodhisattva.

Not only that, but his master also left a mantra.

Nam no Gatling Bodhisattva,

Six clean depleted uranium shells.

One breath three hundred and sixty turns,

Great mercy and compassion cross the world.

The old monk carried Gatling out of the temple gate slowly, and walked outside, he could see that the sky in the distance was scarlet, and a huge blood-colored vortex was circling in the sky, and in the center of the vortex was a hotel, and countless hungry spirits in the hotel were wailing and roaring.

The old monk had just stepped out of the door, and there was a rustling sound from the grass next to him, and the old monk slowly looked at where there was a black shadow lying on the ground, holding the grass with his hands, looking for something.

The old monk turned on the flashlight and shone it in the grass and asked, "What are you looking for, do you need help?" ”

The man in the grass did not answer, but continued to lie on the ground, slowly moving forward, groping with his hands, searching.

The old monk's eyesight was not very good, he couldn't see the appearance of the person in front of him clearly, the old monk slowly approached, and as his vision slowly cleared, he could see the clothes on the person's body clearly.

It was a woman, wearing a white shirt and black pants underneath, and she knelt on the ground, slowly walking, digging with her hands in the mud, looking for something.

The old monk felt that the man might need a little help, and he quickened his pace, but halfway through, the old monk felt as if he had stepped on a round object.

The old monk took a flashlight and looked down, and it was a bloody human head.

The man's eyes looked at the old monk with an extremely weak look, and she used her pale lips to let out an extremely weak cry for help: "Help me......

Help me......

Help me......

Help me!!!!!! ”

The old monk sat on the ground in fright, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said tremblingly:

"Amitabha, don't embarrass the old monk if you're dead."

The woman in the grass seemed to sense something, and she slowly stood up, and it was only then that the old monk saw her in full, her body was mixed with dirt and blood, and she was disheveled.

Scarlet blood flowed from her neck, staining her shirt red.

And what she was looking for in the grass was her head.

The old monk didn't care about anything, he threw down the magic weapon his master gave him and ran, and he was stunned halfway through, because he saw a person, a demon, and he was the kind of person that the demon slayer didn't want to touch.

"Take your life and lock your soul, the one who crosses the yin."