After turning red, beads of blood the size of soybeans squeezed out of the flesh and overflowed from the nails, and the five fingers were full of red bodies. It spreads out from under the fingertips until it reaches the palm of the hand.

The old ghost almost wiped several layers of red bloody hands on his face, and then applied it to his eyelids. When he opened his eyes, his pupils had completely changed color, turning into a color of fire and blood.

The bloodshot eyes gradually reddened, and he swept his "fiery eyes" back and forth to explore the surroundings.

The solid wood boxes in the warehouse almost obscured the whitewashed walls. It was dark everywhere, and if it weren't for the red candle burning in all directions, it would have been swallowed up by the terrible darkness.

Of course, in the old ghost's field of vision, the white light that shot out was not clear from every corner. There were a few dead spots that could still be seen faintly, but the ears could clearly perceive the ghosts wandering around the circle, and even the faint sound of them could be heard.

Whether it's in the room or outside the window, there are ghosts in the air all the time. But these are only perceptible to the ghosts, and it is impossible for anyone, not even gods, to observe them with the naked eye.

Because they don't belong to one of the hundred ghosts at all. They are nothing more than abandoned fallen leaves, and the living creatures of the world cannot sense their presence.

But the old ghost didn't care about these ghosts, he was more concerned about the invisible corpse that could appear at any time under his feet.

It was not that there was no corpse in the empty coffin before, but with ordinary naked eyes, it was impossible to detect it at all. The reason why these corpses are invisible is because they have been isolated from the air for days, and dry lips and rotting noses have no air at all.

Where would a dry corpse that had decayed for several years suck in any air, probably everyone would think so. It is true that the corpses cannot breathe air with their trachea at all, but there is a breath of resentment in their throats.

There are three possible remnants of this kind of resentment in the throat, one is that I accidentally choked when eating steamed buns, and the chewed white flour was stuck in my throat and couldn't go up or down, until my face turned red and I died. As a result, the hot air in the lungs was pouring out of the throat, and it could not be rushed out of the nose for a while, and this hot air flow hovered between the throat and the heart tube.

The second type belongs to the death without turning a blind eye, watching his wife break up and his family ruined. Their own children and grandchildren or parents have been displaced, or even suffered unfortunate disasters. Until the moment he died, his eyes were not closed, and the resentment in his heart was born from this.

But the last one is to inhale the air in the stomach after death. This is also called resentment, and after death, the body is placed on dry grass, by the loess, or even in the desert for a long time. The flesh absorbs a lot of cold air and accumulates in the throat.

No matter which one of these three grievances is, as long as they remain in the throat of the corpse, they are in a half-dead state, called blood living people, also called zombies.

But zombies can't hear people or any movement at all, and can only rely on the breathing sensation coming from the surroundings to find blood to replenish yin qi.

But the blood of the living is very different, although their bodies also appear stiff as mud. But the ears can clearly perceive everything around them, and the words that can be described in eight words are called: "Listening to the sound is psychic, and everything is clear." ”

Not only that, but the blood in their bodies is in a cold flow state. But the blood in the zombie's body is coagulated, and the difference between the two is very big, if you have to make a comparison, the former is much more terrifying.

The old ghost stood in the warehouse, up and down, left, right, left, right, front and back, and inspected everywhere for more than ten minutes. But nothing was found, not even with the Shadow Eye open.

In the end, the old ghost almost squatted down and leaned towards the bottom of the coffin. Because of the Yin Soul Eye, the body can't move at all, as long as you move your foot slightly, that special ability will disappear immediately.

Therefore, the old ghost had to slowly bend his knees between the horizon, stretch out his neck and slowly look down, but there was still nothing under the coffin. At this glance, there was a blood-red vision everywhere, and the thick layer of ash on the floor was seen as a red carpet.

The old ghost stood up, just as he was about to retract the Shadow Eye. His afterglow inadvertently observed that in the black coffin before, at some point, it was covered with a neat layer of mahjong, facing the sky, piling up the entire coffin impenetrable.

The old ghost took out a mahjong from the coffin, staring at the "red dress" on the board with a figure of eight on his head. Looking closely, it was just an ordinary mahjong board, but there was a small fingerprint on it, as if it had been pressed with black ink.

Then, the mahjong in the coffin came out of the lid like a fruit leaking out of a bag. The leather surface is full of messy and loose mahjong boards, which collide together and rub together to make a violent sound, "flying" half a sound, spilling the bottom of the coffin all over the ground.

The old ghost was about to put his head into the coffin, and a green watermelon suddenly appeared in the coffin. A knife was stuck in the watermelon. There are three green apples lying horizontally next to it, and each apple is still half burned with three incense sticks.

The old ghost was about to put his hand into the coffin, but one of the apples on the edge of the coffin bounced up directly, as if there was a hand in control. The apple flew out of the coffin and hit the old ghost's head.

A red mark was smashed with three black dots on it. When the apple fell to the ground, the burning three incense sticks were extinguished at the same time. The old ghost screamed, covered his face with his hands and turned his head back, his red eyes flashing with yellow stars.

The apple swayed on the ground for a few moments before it stopped. The old ghost came back to his senses, and was so angry that he breathed fire through his two holes, and when he went up, he kicked the apple to the side of the box, and scolded: "Damn, it's really unlucky, whose apple is in the coffin." ”

As soon as the scolding fell, the two remaining apples in the coffin also popped out and smashed into the old ghost's head again. The old ghost was so angry that he kicked the coffin over.

When the coffin was turned over, the watermelon inside also rolled down to the floor and rolled all the way to the side of the box. The skin began to crack a little, and then a baby sound came from the watermelon.

The scream of "wow". It sounds like a newborn baby crying.

But the old ghost didn't feel scared, but walked up directly angrily. Just as he was about to crush the watermelon with one kick, the watermelon suddenly cracked on its own, and the skin on it cracked several layers.

When the skin was completely cracked, a baby under the age of one month emerged with blood all over his head. The umbilical cord in front of the stomach has not been cut off, like a intestine, dragging the ground and slowly crawling, looking extremely terrifying.

"You ghost baby, when you meet the old man, that's really your blessing." As he spoke, the old ghost took out the Soul Reaver hook and plunged it into the baby's head.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the door of the warehouse was pushed open instantly, "Wait, stop!" ”

The old ghost was so shocked that he looked back and found that it was the old woman standing at the door, not knowing what she was holding in her hand, limping into the warehouse with her waist in her hand.

The old ghost looked at her and said, "Why are you?" What the hell is going on in this warehouse, tell the old man, the old man is a ghost, if you make me unhappy, I will hook your soul to hell. ”

"What are you doing in such a hurry, I didn't say anything. This warehouse is a place to store things, what are you doing in there? The old woman looked at him and said.

"What am I doing in here? I found a lot of corpses in it, and a bloody baby, and the body of that baby, didn't you hide it in it? The old ghost said angrily.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand at all, I don't understand what you're saying. Blood baby? Where is the blood baby, you can point it to me, and see where it is. The old woman went to a box, picked up one of the solid wood boxes, and put it in the coffin.

The old ghost walked up directly in a hurry, took her arm with one hand, and said, "What's going on with this coffin?" ”

"Coffin? What happened to the coffin? I have a coffin for my death, do you have any opinions? It's none of your business, get out of here. The old woman replied impatiently.

"What? You're letting me out? I'm telling you, I'm not going out, and I still have a friend I haven't found. "The old ghost said.

"Your friend is eating in the restaurant, not here, no need to look for it." The old woman replied.

"How do you know?"

"I just saw it, you go out quickly, it's not safe here, even if you're a ghost, this place is not for you to come." The old woman said.

The old ghost had no choice but to turn around angrily and walk out of the warehouse door, all the way from the corridor to the kitchen, and from the kitchen to the dining room in the gate. Sure enough, the bell happened to be sitting at the dining table eating watermelon.

But there was only one person in the whole restaurant, Bell, and the motorcycle that had been turned over on the ground.

The old ghost walked over until he came to the bell. At this time, the bell hadn't seen her yet, and was still eating her watermelon.

The old ghost almost went up, patted her on the back, and asked, "Why are you here, didn't I carry you to the room last night?" ”

At this time, the bell reacted, put the iron fork in his hand on the table, looked up at the old ghost, his face looked like he was angry, and patted the table: "You are still embarrassed to ask me, I still want to ask you, didn't I carry you to the room last night?" Why are you suddenly gone. ”

"What? The room you carried me into? Obviously I carried you, you fell asleep at the table last night, you couldn't scream no matter how you screamed, if it weren't for me, you would still be blowing cold air in the restaurant. The old ghost almost pointed to his nose and said angrily.

With this sentence, the bell added fuel to the fire, and when he stood up, he kicked over the stool, threw a piece of bitten watermelon in his hand to the ground, with gunpowder in his eyes, and said fiercely: "What are you talking about, old thing?" Last night, you fell asleep in this place, and you couldn't wake up no matter how you screamed, but I carried you to your room to sleep, and when you slept until midnight, you suddenly disappeared, which is really strange. ”

This sentence completely confused the old ghost, and he looked back at the overturned motorcycle on the ground, and then looked at the tables around him. Strange in the eyes.

The bell walked up to him this time, pressed his hands tightly on his shoulders, and said: "See, your eyes are still red now, I helped you to the room last night, and you slept until midnight and people don't know where to run, and you put a papier-mâché doll next to my bedside, isn't this what you did?" ”

The old ghost will completely understand, and he was so anxious that he said with a white face and black eyebrows: "It's not good, we hit the evil last night, it must be the evil spirit, I told you, don't come in, you have to listen, tell you the truth, in fact, I obviously saw you fall asleep on the dining table last night, and I helped you into the room, if you don't believe it, I can't help it." ”

"I believe it, why don't you believe it, hurry up and eat watermelon, don't talk about those useless ones." Bell was angry, but he didn't seem to care about it. After scolding a few words, he sat back on the stool, and after helping the stool that had been overturned, he said to the old ghost, "Come and sit down and eat some watermelon." ”

The old ghost was stunned for a while, looked back, and exclaimed, "Where did you get this watermelon?" You can't get it from the previous warehouse, right? ”

"What kind of warehouse got it, it was sent to me by the little girl before, the person is very good, and she brought me a bowl of bone broth early in the morning, although the taste is a little weird, but it still tastes quite thirst-quenching."

"This is even more strange, that little girl also brought me a bowl of bone broth early this morning, and I didn't dare to drink it, so I hurriedly ran out to find you!" The old ghost wiped the sweat from his face and sat down beside the bell.

The bell just smiled faintly, put a piece of the plate of watermelon on the table in his hand with a fork, handed it to the old ghost's mouth, and said, "Come on, eat a watermelon, how about I feed you?" ”

The old ghost was only nervous at the moment, and after taking the watermelon, he took a look, sniffed it with his nose again, and found that it smelled a little bloody. So he said, "Don't you smell it?" Do you dare to eat this? ”

"Oh, what are you afraid of, as long as it's not poisonous. I hadn't eaten anything in Hades before, and when I was hungry, I even gnawed on the turf. Bell laughed.

"You weren't like that before, were you? Why did the person suddenly change, who did it? ”

After speaking, a fair-eyed female student came out of the kitchen this time, holding a plate of watermelon in her hand, placing it in front of the old ghost, smiling sweetly, and said, "This is your watermelon!" ”

The old ghost stared at the schoolgirl's face for a long time, and it was indeed the same as the one he met last night, that is, the scar on his face was gone. He looked like he was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with two pigtails on his head.

In an instant, the old ghost almost went up and grabbed the schoolgirl's hand, jumped up angrily, turned sideways behind her, and said, "Tell me quickly, who are you and where did the watermelon come from." ”

The female student was so frightened that she couldn't say a word, her neck was pinched, and her face turned white. The bell couldn't stand it anymore this time, and as soon as he slapped the table, he stood up and pointed at the old ghost's chest, and said angrily, "What are you doing?" People are kind enough to help us send watermelons, you see you are doing this whole thing, and everyone is scared stupid. ”

The old ghost smiled coldly, pinched his hand tighter, and replied fiercely: "Hehe, do you know where the watermelon on the table came from?" I'm telling you, it's not a watermelon at all, it's a baby, and what you just eat is a baby. ”

The bell was a little puzzled, and looked back at the plate of watermelons on the table. At this moment, the schoolgirl panted and swallowed in the arms of the old ghost: "That...... Is that...... It's watermelon! ”

"What watermelon, you still dare to deceive people!" The old ghost was so angry that he grabbed the schoolgirl by the hair and kicked her into the corner, and her uniform was crumpled.

Bell stepped forward angrily and kicked the old ghost hard, "Are you insane? At the same time, he lifted the schoolgirl up from the side, patted her dusty collar, and comforted, "How is it?" If you're hurt, do you want to see a doctor? ”

The schoolgirl didn't say anything, just shook her head, tidied up her clothes, and turned and walked into the kitchen.

The bell turned his body and glared at the old ghost, and said fiercely: "I said that you are really sick, people are kind enough to send things, and you still beat others." ”

"Hahaha!" The old ghost almost looked up to the sky and laughed three times, "She's kind? If she's kind, then I'm warm. After speaking, he pointed to the back of the female student in the kitchen, and scolded: "You come out for me, come out and the old man won't kill you today, you will be a ghost in vain!" ”

The bell was so angry that he rushed directly in front of the old ghost, and smashed his fist into the chest, and his face was bruised. At the same time, the old ghost almost ducked back, and his ears were almost deaf.

"What are you doing? I'm here to help you. ”

The bell was even more angry, took the whole plate of watermelons from the dining table in his hand, and after turning around, he directly covered the old ghost's head.

The old ghost has watermelon water on his face, and his skin is red everywhere. The old ghost was so angry this time that he grabbed the plate directly into his hand, threw it on the ground and shaved it with his foot, "Okay, you don't know how to be kind, then forget it, I'll leave." ”

After the old ghost finished speaking, he turned and walked to the glass door, kicked open the door frame, and walked out with his back to the bell.

"Okay, you go, don't come back if you leave, I'm disgusting when I look at you." The bell scolded at his back.

The kitchen door was pushed open again, and an old woman came out, and when she came out, she waved at the bell and smiled: "Hey, little girl, it's better to play in this place for two days, I still have a grandson who hasn't come back, playing ball outside, maybe I'll be back soon." ”

Bell's expression changed, he turned his face, and replied very kindly: "Hey, no need grandma, in fact, I still have something, why don't you come again, I remember this place." ”

"Oh, that's a pity, you have to come over and take a look if you have time, you don't have to give the money for the watermelon just now, it's the old mother who invited you." The old woman said with a smile.

"How's that going to work? Money must be given, and you can't be like this. As he spoke, the bell took out two dark coins from his bag and handed them to the old woman, "Do you see that two are enough?" ”

The old woman took the money and said with a strange smile: "Enough, enough, next time you come, you don't have to bring money, it's so troublesome and heavy on your back, and it's easy to fall, and it's unlucky to carry two dark coins on your body." ”

"Hey, where, where. Then I won't bother you yet. Bell turned around with a smile, grimaced with his back to the old woman, and said in his heart, "Neurotic! Or maybe she really didn't understand what the old woman was saying.

After saying this, the bell stepped out of the glass gate, and when he came out into the street, there were no pedestrians anywhere, and there were not even cars. Strange to be, when Bell looked back at the noodle shop, the glass door was still the same glass door, but the sign on the door seemed to have become a funeral home.

The bell felt that he had seen it wrong, so he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully at the place, and found that it was indeed a funeral home, and it was not a noodle shop at all.

When I looked down again, there were flowers on the left and right sides, and these white flowers were blooming in vases. In the middle of the two vases is also engraved a large black letter: "Dien! ”

The bell was stunned, not believing the facts in front of him at all. I looked back at the glass door of the aisle, and found that the dining tables that had been placed inside before had become a sorted mahjong table at some point, and it was pitch black inside, and the old woman could not be seen at all.

Bell pushed open the glass door and was about to enter, only to find three corpses hanging from the ceiling overhead. They were the old woman, the schoolgirl, and the other little boy I didn't know.

The old woman had a piece of steamed bun in her mouth, and the schoolgirl's eyes widened, looking as if she was dead, and her tongue was half spit out and hung on her chin. And the little boy on the very edge was pale, his cheeks bulged wide, and he didn't seem to spit out a mouthful of resentment in his mouth.

"Ah!!h The bell screamed, pulled the glass door, turned and rushed out onto the road.

She was running so fast that she couldn't even look left and right. At this time, a black private car just turned around at a fork in the road, and it hit the bell directly, knocking the bell's entire body three meters high, and after turning twice in the air, it fell to the ground.

The black private car suddenly stopped, and the front bumper was smashed. I saw half of my head exposed in the window of the car, flashing a pair of small eyes, waiting for the bell to fall to the ground, and said fiercely: "You don't want to die?" What a dead man! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver retracted his head, lit the accelerator again, turned the car to the fastest speed, and rushed towards the intersection in front of him.

After the bell head broke the blood and slowly got up, he turned his head to look at the private car that was about to disappear into the street, quickly stood up and chased after the car. While chasing, he shouted: "Hey, wait a minute, stop the car first." ”

(To be continued)