An ordinary person's table of eight immortals, on which there is a person, whose limbs are tied and in a large font. Another figure lay on top of him, picking up a section of intestines in one hand and stuffing it into his mouth, and in the other hand holding a rib on which the flesh was still steaming.

"Gross!"

The big head vomited, and the vomit was sparse. I was better, but the strong smell of blood in the room stimulated my stomach to roll for a while, and I couldn't swallow it.

The sound of the big head vomiting finally made the forgetful eater realize that there were other people in the room. He turned his head, and his blood-stained face couldn't see clearly, except for a pair of red eyes, which made my heart tremble. I've seen these eyes, the dim back mountain twenty years ago, the rhubarb barking wildly, the undead face that can't be seen clearly, and the terrifying undead eyes!

"Fuck me!"

The roar of the big head brought me back to my senses, and I saw that he was like an angry lion, holding up a chair and slamming it on the body of a monster who didn't know if it was a man or something. He (it) was slammed to the floor, letting out a dull cry of pain, but still frantically stuffing the flesh in his hand into his mouth.

I hurriedly reached out and turned on the light, but luckily the typical scene in horror movies didn't happen, and the light came on. There was a lot of light in the room, and we finally got a good view of the whole room.

It was indeed a person who was smashed on the ground by the big head, short and short, the clothes on his body that looked like work clothes were already covered with blood, and his scattered hair was blocked in front of his face, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly for a while.

The big head rode on the man, took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist, and quickly clasped his hands behind his back. The man was controlled, let out an angry roar, and turned his head, revealing a large mouth covered with bloody human flesh, trying to bite the big head.

"Damn, I still want to eat grandpa! It's a pity that you didn't have that good tooth. The big head honestly and unceremoniously punched him in the face, and several bloody broken teeth spat on the ground.

I came to the table of the Eight Immortals with a solemn face, and the scene in front of me made my stomach cramp, and my whole body was running around from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

The person on the table with his limbs tied up looked to be short and stocky, his stomach was cut open in the middle, and his five internal organs were covered with strands of black blood, and it was impossible to see if it was intact or not. The most shocking thing is that the broken ribs are full of gnawing tooth marks. I know this man is hopeless.

I couldn't bear to look at this horrible scene anymore, and turned to his face, which was a chubby and very ordinary face, very clean and unstained with blood. He struggled to lift his head, and looked at me with tears of despair, pleading, fearful, and unwilling eyes.

I know that he doesn't want to die and hopes we can save him.

No one wants to die, everyone wants to live forever, but when death really comes, what can you do as a mortal?

I sighed, leaned forward, and said softly, "If you have anything to say, just say it now." ”

"Uh...... I...... Don't want to...... Die! Rescue ...... Help me! His voice was like a duck with its neck twisted, leaking faintly. But the fear of death in the words infected me and made my heart shrink.

The big head also came to him, looked at the fat man's only clean face, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he squirmed a few times and finally didn't say it. yes, what can we say now? Words of comfort are useless, realistic words are too cruel, and the best way to deal with it is not to speak.

Standing up, I couldn't bear to look away. I have no power to save him, and I dare not look into his pleading eyes.

I had seen dead people when I was in the army, and I had seen them more than once or twice, but they were all cold corpses, and this was the first time I had faced the loss of life. I found that I had an unprecedented fear, so frightened that I trembled and wanted to turn and run away!

"Uh...... For...... What the! ”

The fat man knew from our expressions that he was going to die, and instead struggled to raise his head and look at the man on the ground with his hands cuffed. My heart moved, because I saw that there was not the slightest resentment or hatred on the face of this fat man, but on the contrary, it was incredulous and very confused. Could it be that the two of them can't get to know each other?

"Uh......!" As soon as the fat man raised his head with the last of his strength, there was an intermittent sound of breaking wind in his throat, and then he spat black blood foam at his mouth, stared at his eyes in disbelief, and his head fell back to the table of the Eight Immortals. The color of life fades between the eyes at a visible rate, until the grayish white takes over the entire pupil.

A life is gone.

"Wow ha, dead, dead, finally dead! Hahaha, I'm going to live forever, I'm going to live forever! ”

This bastard who devoured human flesh laughed ecstatically when he saw the fat man dead, and shouted like a madman for immortality. A nameless fire suddenly erupted in my heart, how could I do such a terrible thing as a human being? Can this still be considered a human being?

I've got to see what this beast's face looks like!

He stepped forward, kicked him to the ground, reached out and grabbed his hair and pulled him to the table of the Eight Immortals. I jerked his hair up, and I saw a ...... face! ”

"Ahh

The big head also saw the truth, he let out a frightened cry, and even sat on the ground backwards in fear, pale and disbelieving looking at the face of this scumbag.

My whole body was numb with the same horror, my head was buzzing, and there was only one thought that screamed desperately in my heart. It's not true, it's not true! How is this possible? Why...... Why is it him!

The face we saw was the face of the fat man on the table of the Eight Immortals!

The man, who had the exact same face as the fat man who died, was also full of horror, shaking his head desperately to break my arm, and shouting angrily: "You guys...... How dare you look at my face! Why, why, I'm just one step away, why do you have to look at my face! ”

I was so frightened that I didn't hold on to it, and he broke free and fell to the ground. He was still muttering to himself in horror, why, why, why did he look at my face!

"Fuck me!" I spat out two words to vent my fear of paralyzing myself and not being able to move.

The big head stood up tremblingly, barely revealing a smile that was even more ugly than bitterness: "Maybe...... They're twins. ”

I glared at him with a gloomy face. Indeed, his statement is indeed the most reasonable and scientific, but deep down I inexplicably believe that the two of them are the same person!

This is a horrific and incomprehensible, self-inflicted horror!

Don't ask me why I firmly believed, I can only say that it was completely a gut at the time, an intuition that could not be questioned!

The big head was glared at by me, and muttered bitterly: "How is this possible, how is it possible, it is completely impossible!" ”

Just then, the accident happened suddenly.

The man who was lying on the ground suddenly raised his head and glared at us with resentment in his eyes, and shouted frantically at the top of his voice: "If you see my face, you will definitely die a good death!" The world's worst curse will be with you for life, even if you die! Your fate will be a hundred times worse than mine, it will be! Hahaha, it will be! ”

"I'll fuck you, I'll make you a ghost now!" The big head stepped forward and kicked several times in a row, and he was especially disgusted and raised the chair to smash it. This is a typical example of using violence to vent the fear that cannot be discharged in his heart.

As soon as I grabbed his arm, I stopped him from smashing the chair with him. Maybe my intuition was wrong? Maybe these two are really twins? If that were the case, what the two of us should do now is not to lynch, but to protect the prisoners on the spot.

Human beings are complex animals, and they can't even predict their own changes in their thoughts in the next second, and I originally believed in intuition, but at this moment I would rather believe that the two of them are twins. Ask me why? Actually, I don't know.

"Hehe, the soul of the dead is crying, crying and breaking the bowels. The evil ghost laughs and destroys the door. Curse of the soul, not afraid of death. Necrofacial ...... Don't look at it! Hehe, necromantic face, don't look at it! ”

The man in the underground suddenly let out a nervous laugh and muttered something that he didn't know.

I frowned, an inexplicable panic rose in my heart, and I squatted down and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean by this?" ”

The man smiled weirdly at me, "What do you mean?" You'll soon find out. You ruined my good deeds, and you won't end well! You guys...... You shouldn't look at my face! ”

"Necromantic face? What is Necro Face? I asked, wondering.

"Hehe, you'll know right away, you're going to die a bad death!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the man suddenly bent backwards violently, and slowly rose up as if he had a pair of invisible hands under him. I stood up in shock and stepped back, barely believing what was in front of me.

"Necroface...... Don't look at ...... Don't look at it! Wowha, wowhahaha! "The man's body was bent like an ugly prawn, but his face was facing us as rigidly, and the resentment in his eyes was chilling.

Immediately, his body became lighter and lighter, disappearing little by little, and finally disappeared without a trace in mid-air.