Chapter Seventy-Three: Confession
I looked at the old man who fell to the ground, and I couldn't help but feel grateful and sympathetic. We met in Pingshui, I have never known each other in my life, and it is really rare that she can help me like this.
I hid by the bed, secretly blaming myself in my heart, the old man was so old, and he was still entangled with the ghost fetus, and he never flinched from being beaten all over his body. I'm young, and I'm powerful, so what's the matter if I'm hiding in a corner?
For a moment, my heart was full of courage, and my mind was hot, and I wanted to rush over, however, looking at the black qi, I flinched again. I'm not an opponent of the ghost fetus, and I'll die if I look at me.
When I was struggling, the old lady finally couldn't hold on, and after being beaten a few times by the ghost fetus, she finally stuck to the wall, fell limply to the ground, and stopped moving.
After the ghost fetus has dealt with the old lady, the next target is me.
I saw him coming with a hideous face, and I couldn't help but retreat again and again, but at this time, there was no way back, and I stuck to the corner, a dead end.
Chicken Soup for the Soul says that when God closes the door for you, He will surely open a window for you.
I looked at the window next to it, it was open, but it was welded with iron railings.
It's afternoon, and although there is no sunlight outside, at least there is yang. As long as I pull the curtains open, the ghost fetus should retreat without a fight.
My hand grasped the curtain, and when I was about to pull it, I hesitated. I saw that wisps of black qi were like umbilical cords, connecting the two Wushuang together. I'm injured now, I'm afraid Wushuang will never wake up.
The ghost fetus got closer and closer, I looked at Wushuang lying on the bed, and then looked at me standing by the bed.
This is really a world of life and death.
My hands trembled as I clutched the curtains, and sometimes choosing a phobia is a terrible thing.
And the ghost fetus has already come to me. He looked at me playfully, as if he was watching a good show, and his face was full of mockery: "Which one do you choose?" "
I was sweating profusely: "I choose, I choose you, etc., let me think, I choose"
Before I could make a choice, the ghost fetus rushed in front of me, and a cloud of black gas instantly surrounded me.
When it was over, I closed my eyes, my heart was empty, and my legs were weak. At the moment of death, it was as if his brain had been drained. What future, what mission, what life is completely blank, I can't think of anything.
I closed my eyes and waited for a while, and nothing happened.
I opened my eyes hesitantly and saw the black gas enveloping my body. However, around my body, a cloud of red was spreading, isolating me from the ghost.
I looked down and saw that the red was spreading from behind me. It should be a ghost lady.
I breathed a sigh of relief, it turns out that the blood contract is not without benefits. Picked up a life at a critical moment.
At this time, a voice whispered in my ear, "If you want to save people, listen to me." "
I nodded slightly.
The voice said, "Pick up the peachwood sword." "
I walked forward cautiously, and the black gas had no choice but to make all kinds of terrifying images around my body, scaring me, threatening me, and all kinds of hideous faces emerged one after another.
At first, I was terrified and my legs were shaking. After taking two steps, I found that this black qi was no more than Erer, and there was no way to break through the red barrier.
So I walked through it with confidence. Then, leaning over and picking up the peachwood sword.
The voice whispered in my ear, holding the peachwood sword and walking to Wushuang's side.
I silently did so.
Then, the voice said, "Slowly cut down to this wisp of black qi." "
This black qi connected Wushuang and the Ghost Fetus, like a bridge between the two of them. It's very delicate, but I know that it is very important.
I shook my head: "Cut it down and it's over." "
The voice said, "So let you cut slowly, and if I tell you to stop, you stop." "
I held up my peachwood sword, little by little, approaching the black gas.
The ghost fetus, who had been sneering beside him, suddenly stopped his voice. Eerie warning me, "Don't you want to save her?" "
I tried to speak, but my body suddenly stopped listening. Then I felt like I was being manipulated by a force.
Then, a voice came out of my mouth: "No matter, I'll kill you today." "
Then, the peachwood sword in my hand slashed towards the wisp of black gas.
The momentum is fierce, and he can definitely swing it in two sections in the next second.
At this time, the ghost fetus was obviously panicked. The whole body gave up on me, and fled towards Wushuang with all his might.
At this moment, Paper Zha Wu came out of the peachwood sword, and kept the ghost tire out.
The ghost fetus was horrified, took two steps back from afar, and looked at me with a hideous face.
I felt a burst of joy in my heart: "At a critical juncture, Paper Zha Wu finally appeared, with him, this matter is probably fine." "
However, what I didn't expect was that the peachwood sword in my hand still slashed towards the black qi little by little. It seems that he has to kill the ghost fetus, even if Wushuang never wakes up, he can't take care of it.
I shook my head again and again, trying my best to fight against this force. However, without any effect, the peachwood sword in his hand had already touched the edge of the black qi.
The ghost fetus's face changed drastically, and he looked at a few of us without saying a word. Finally, he shouted, "What do you think?" "
I shouted loudly in my heart: "The ghost fetus suit is soft, hurry up and negotiate with him." "
However, the force did not make me speak, and the mahogany sword in my hand continued to sharpen it.
I know that eighty percent of the people who manipulate me are ghost girls. I made up the eighteenth generation of her ancestors in my heart.
I know that because Wushuang once slashed her with a peachwood sword, she has always held a grudge. Unexpectedly, she is now actually announcing a personal vendetta, and she is using my hand.
I wanted to cry without tears, and I was indignant, but there was nothing I could do.
The peachwood sword had already touched the edge of the black qi. The ghost fetus let out a miserable howl, as if it had suffered greatly.
At this time, a weak voice came from the corner of the wall: "Young man, don't embarrass this child. How about I talk to him? "
I nodded in my heart, this is too good for the old thing.
However, the ghost lady still controlled me, and the peachwood sword slashed past me little by little. Half of that wisp of black gas was gone. At the same time, the remaining black qi in Wushuang's body began to spread around as if it had lost control.
I saw that her neck, face, and hands were all starting to darken, and they were getting darker and thicker.
The old man who was lying in the corner of the wall slowly got up, walked over tremblingly, and persuaded the ghost fetus vigorously: "Admit your mistakes quickly, admit your mistakes to them quickly, everything is easy to discuss." If you have any grievances, let me give you a tasting evaluation. "
The ghost fetus was still howling bitterly. That face is no longer the image of Wushuang, but an unformed fetus.
Finally, just as the black smoke was about to break off, he said miserably: "I surrender." I surrendered. Don't kill me. "
Suddenly, the strength on my body was sent. The peachwood sword is back in my own hands.
Old man Wu walked out with a smug face, forced the ghost fetus into a corner, and asked, "What are you doing for Wushuang?" "
The ghost fetus was full of unwillingness, looked at Wushuang on the bed, looked at me again, and said, "Because the two of them want to save the director, both of them deserve to die." "
Old man Wu nodded: "I know that you have a grudge with the director. However, you might as well speak up and let me judge who is right and who is wrong. If it's your fault, I'll let you live today. We don't owe each other anything from now on. If the director is wrong, I will help you get justice. "
The old lady in the corner said this not long ago. The consequence was that he was beaten all over his body by the ghost fetus, and he couldn't get up from lying on the ground.
Now, almost exactly the same words were repeated in Wu's mouth. The ghost fetus actually bowed his head and didn't even dare to let out a fart.
I can't help but sigh in my heart, it seems that eating fasting and reciting Buddha and persuading people to do good also need capital.
The ghost lady and the old man Wu were both cultivators during their lifetimes, and these two joined forces to barely suppress the ghost fetus. He had to answer honestly: "I didn't recruit anyone in my mother's womb and didn't provoke anyone, the director killed me, killed people to pay for my life, and paid off my debts, do you think I should seek revenge on him and let him die?" "
The ghost fetus said so vaguely that we were all a little puzzled: "How did he kill you?" Can you be clear? "
We thought that the ghost fetus would have some earth-shattering grievances, but unexpectedly, he shook his head blankly: "I don't know. At that time, I had not yet come to this world, how could I know how I died? However, I am full of resentment, and these resentments arise from what I am good at, absolutely right. "
I looked at the paper. Paper Zha Wu nodded at me: "He shouldn't be lying." "
Seeing that the ghost fetus had been restrained, I became bold and said, "Are you the son of the director?" The director's wife has had several miscarriages before, perhaps, she has a physical problem, and she is not trying to harm you. "
The ghost fetus looked up to the sky and roared, "How could I be his child? I only know that the director is my great enemy, after I die, a breath of resentment is hard to dissipate, and the soul does not know who the road is pulled by, and finally came to the director's house. This man is very angry, and I don't have the ability to kill him for the time being. So I killed all his children. Ha Lu Ha. "
I was taken aback: "The director's child was stillborn, and you did it all?" "
The ghost fetus laughed proudly, and then said viciously, "Do you feel the evil qi in the director's house?" Those who died in the fetuses, they also have resentment, and these resentments are all used by me. Now that his wife is pregnant with a child again, as long as this one is killed, I will have the ability to argue with the director. When the time comes, I will make him restless and his family will be ruined. "
The old lady walked over tremblingly: "Child, you are too poisonous. He hurt one of you, you hurt him so much. One report after another, it's time to pay it off. "