Chapter 8: Separation (2)
She ran two steps again, going around the two halves.
A squirming black shadow appeared in front of her, and the slow movement reminded her that this was not an illusion, and she subconsciously carried a lamp to shine on it.
In an instant, her breathing began to be unsmooth, and there was a person in front of her, a person covered with ants to be exact, the person looked at her, and suddenly let out a low, hoarse voice: "Help me!" ”
These two words seemed to exhaust its strength, for countless ants erupted from its mouth, and then it fell to the ground, gulping out turbid air.
The third lady is the woman who has been scratched with countless scars and sprinkled with sugar to attract ants!
Li Qing's fear was blocked in her throat, and she wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. She already knew that the meaty one just now was the fourth lady who was cooked, the one who was divided into two halves was the local power, the third lady just now, and the four women...... No! Four female ghosts.
Thinking that there were still four female ghosts waiting for him in front of him, Li Qing's legs were as heavy as lead.
The fifth aunt was bitten to death by a mad dog, and the sixth aunt was ground into a pulp of meat by the grinding plate.
What happens when you turn into pureed meat? Li Qing kept thinking nonsense.
At the same time, the other side. Wen Juan felt that as soon as the flowers appeared in front of her, a thick fog suddenly appeared, and when they dissipated, there was nothing in front of her.
Without Guan Peng and Li Qing, it seemed as if they had been carried away by the thick fog.
She didn't panic, and walked a few steps, maybe it was a simple trick, if she ran in a panic, maybe she would really get separated from them.
She opened her arms and touched as she went, and the more she walked, the more frightened she became.
First: she never touched anyone; Second: Guan Peng didn't find out that he was lost for so long!
This shows that they are really separated, this is not a trick, but a real ghost hitting the wall, and the three of them are divided into different areas.
It seems that the three of them are not welcome in the mountains, and perhaps they can leave the area by walking back to the foot of the mountain.
After Wen Juan thought carefully, she began to walk back. As soon as he took a step, a sticky touch came from under his feet.
She looked at it suspiciously, and the soles of her feet were red like syrup.
Is it red earth underneath that has been washed away by the rain? She struggled to pull out her foot, bringing out a pair of dark yellow orbs resembling glass balls.
She was just about to pick them up when the pair of glass balls suddenly moved strangely. Immediately, the red slime began to surge, and circles of black filaments swirled in it.
Her heart thumped, and she finally understood what it was.
The black is the hair, the long woman's hair, the slime...... It's minced human flesh, and besides, it's not a glass ball at all, it's a human eye!
She resisted the churning of her stomach and fled, as a pair of temporarily combined arms suddenly reached out from the mucus and grabbed her ankles, the sticky feeling slowly creeping up her skin, the tactile sensation between liquid and solid stimulating her nerves over and over again.
She was going crazy, she guessed what it was almost instantly.
"Stop! Sixth aunt too. Wen Juan forced herself to calm down, but her voice was already trembling, and she estimated that in the middle of the night, anyone who was crawling all over his ankles by this kind of thing would be like this, even worse than himself: "I know it's you, we're here to help you, and there's a mage who walks with me." ”
can't panic, can't mess up, Wen Juan said little by little the reasons why she can let herself live. (To be continued......)