Chapter 137: Breaking Out of the Stomach
The thing was bulging in his stomach, and Jin Yang said to Tong Xiangyu: "Hurry up and stab it, don't let it run away." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Tong Xiangyu gestured, and the lightning and flint stabbed down. The belly opened, but there was no blood coming out of it, and the blood stains had dried up inside, but some intestines were coming out.
That thing is still very bright, Tong Xiangyu's knife went down, but it didn't hit it.
The thing let out a strange scream, Jin Yang looked at Tong Xiangyu, didn't notice what was in his stomach, and said, "What are you waiting for?" Then cut it down and don't let it escape. β
Tong Xiangyu said: "Come and see, we have seen this thing just now." β
Jin Yang saw that inside the stomach of the corpse, there was actually the baby in the glass bottle he had just seen, breathing slightly, Tong Xiangyu withdrew his hand, and couldn't bear to stab it again.
Jin Yang was a little puzzled, how did this thing come here from the glass bottle, the bottle mouth was so small, how did he get in?
Jin Yang really didn't have time to take care of this anymore, there was no Ming weapon here, there was nothing valuable, so he pulled Tong Xiangyu and hurried away, Tong Xiangyu took the knife, and the two of them walked outside together. This thing stays here.
Coming to the glass bottle, Jin Yang glanced inside, there was nothing in it, Jin Yang was a little relieved, if anything appeared again, it would be a circle.
When they stepped up the stairs and were about to reach it, Tong Xiangyu said to Jin Yang, "I feel like something is wrong. β
Jin Yang said, "What's wrong? β
Tong Xiangyu pointed to the Buddha and said, "Have you noticed?" It's still watching us. β
Jin Yang turned his head to see that the squatting Buddha statue was where they were just now, and said to Tong Xiangyu: "This is nothing strange, haven't we already seen it just now?" β
Before Jin Yang's words were finished, he suddenly chuckled in his heart, and the hair on his body almost stood up. Jin Yang understood what Tong Xiangyu meant, when he came just now, Jin Yang saw that the Buddha statue was very unlucky here, so he moved it to the corner of the wall and covered its face with the clothes on his body.
But now, the Buddha statue actually appeared in the original place, and the clothes on its head fell off at some point, its expression was the same as when it first saw Jin Yang, but its face looked more hideous and terrifying.
Jin Yang pulled Tong Xiangyu, and the two of them hurried away, when they came out, they didn't know what time it was, there were dark clouds in the sky, they reported the case overnight, and asked the police to investigate the matter.
After a week, Jin Yang saw Jin Mantang running over in a hurry, came to Jin Yang's room, sat down, and drank a few sips of tea to suppress the shock.
Jin Yang said, "What's wrong with you? Are you being hunted down? β
Jin Mantang glanced at Jin Yang and said, "Hunt down your head, you say I'm a good citizen, who will hunt me down?" β
Jin Yang asked, "Did you run into a ghost?" β
Jin Mantang took another sip of tea and said, "You're right, you really ran into a ghost, it's too damn evil." Jin Mantang told Jin Yang about what he had encountered.
Jin Mantang is a drunkard, he doesn't change, last night, he sneaked out to drink, drunk, I don't know what time it is, when he came out of the store, the moon hung on the willow tops, he was full of wine, humming a little song, and walked towards the way to the inn.
As he walked, he found himself walking on a sheep intestine path, he didn't know when he came over, and there was no one on the sheep intestine path, and his heart was a little panicked. He often went to that drinking place, and every time he could find the exact way back to the inn, this time it seemed a little unfamiliar, this sheep intestine path he didn't seem to have seen before.
Jin Mantang thought in his heart, maybe he was drunk and confused. He walked forward a hundred and ten steps, and found that there were some trees on both sides, he seemed to have come to a wood, and he was a little confused, the place back to the inn was a street, how could there be woods here?
There are some weeds in the middle of the trees, some long and some short, and they look densely packed, all of which are some dead grass.
There was a sting, and there seemed to be a sound in the woods, and there was a slight noise, as if there was some animal or something inside. I thought it should be some kind of rat or something, and I didn't pay much attention to it, and my heart said, when did I get this nest of gas, I didn't see anything when I was in the ancient tomb, and what can an overgrown place do to me?
He settled down and hummed a little song again, in fact, he still had some mustard in his heart, just to strengthen his courage.
He said to himself as he walked: "I think I went up the knife mountain and went down to the sea of fire, resisted Japan and killed the enemy, I haven't seen any bizarre things, I said in advance, if you dare to pretend to be a ghost, see if I don't get you out and dismantle eight pieces?" β
He couldn't help but quicken his pace, his heart began to beat faster, and the voice in the forest grew louder and louder, always ringing behind him, as if he was following him. He stopped humming, and ran forward in three steps and two steps, when the wine woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.
This sheep intestine trail seems to be straight, but it is undulating, and there will be some drops. He walked for a long time, but he didn't come to the end. He had heard of this situation before, it could be that the ghost hit the wall, it was a clichΓ©, or a psychological effect, or it was a mechanism and a trick. He ran as soon as he pulled his legs, and after running for a long time, there was still the same forest around him.
He ran without strength, sat down on the ground, smoked a cigarette, and lit a match to light it.
He felt more secure than before, after all, it was still a bit of a spark, and he wanted to take advantage of the faint light to see what was around him, but as soon as he stopped, it seemed to stop.
The faint light was not enough for him to see what was here, and he took a few more steps forward, and the voice that followed him began to sound again, and as soon as he stopped, the sound disappeared.
At this time, he felt that this thing was clearly aimed at himself, otherwise how could his actions affect the sound made by the things behind him?
The moonlight is very bright tonight, and there are some dark clouds in the sky, and the moon is hidden in the dark clouds just now, and the surroundings are a little dim.
At some point, the moon peeked out of the dark clouds, and suddenly it was very bright, and the sheep intestine path was extraordinarily bright, like a reflective river extending forward. He could still see the weeds around him. (To be continued.) )