Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Ghost Gate Opens Wide
The woman's eyes were half-closed, a little blurred, and her voice was still the same charming, "No, people like this kind of ghost legend the most." If you have to say it, you have to say it!"
She wrapped her arms around Liu Sanqian, "I heard that on Halloween, the door of ghosts is wide open, except for those ten forgiveness evil ghosts, the rest of the ghosts will be allowed by the Hades King to return to the world for one day." Talking to the living family is all about the family, and the lovers separated from the yin and yang are all parting hearts. ”
Liu Sanqian felt that the woman's body was extremely cold, and the slight contact made her goosebumps all over her body.
The woman looked at the blood moon and thought for a moment, "You say, will there be a ghost with a grudge who secretly returns to the world on this day to take revenge on the person who killed him?"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!"
The man in glasses slammed the steering wheel, and the sound of the car horn sharply pierced the eardrum and cut through the long night.
He was drenched in a cold sweat, sweat soaked through the thin short sleeves on his body, and a wet stain danced on his clothes. His body trembled, like falling into an ice cellar.
"Hey, you're ......"
Liu Sanqian felt that the situation was wrong and wanted to ask the man to park the car on the side of the road.
The woman giggled, and the laughter was eerie. It's not like the shrill tones and high-frequency tremors that humans can make.
"Little brother, what do you think that's that?"
The woman pointed to the right side of the road, and Liu Sanqian turned around and saw women with long hair fluttering and empty eyes standing in a row.
They were disheveled, and their exposed skin was bloodless, but covered with bruises. His lips were torn and his body was full of knife cuts.
His long hair was stained with mud, and his nails were stained with mud. There was a girl whose fingernails were all broken, and blood was stained in between.
Liu Sanqian saw the broken nails of the ten fingers, and only felt a pain in his hand.
The girls were expressionless, their eyes were unwavering, and they didn't make any other movements, just staring at the man with glasses.
The man with glasses swallowed his saliva and was short of breath. His hands and feet were weak, the steering wheel was unsteady, and the car drove crookedly forward.
Seeing this, Liu Sanqian shouted loudly: "Stop, stop quickly." ”
The man in glasses trembled, his teeth chattered, and his speech was slurred, "Ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost!"
The woman lowered her voice this time, and said in an almost breathless voice: "Little brother, do you see it, they are all unjust souls who have come to ask for their lives!"
"Ahh
The car was parked in a large open space, overgrown with weeds.
There were a few men in sloppy clothes, squatting on the ground and smoking. When they saw the approaching taxi, they threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stepped on them a few times.
They exhaled a cloud of smoke, put their hands in their trouser pockets, and looked into the car.
A man with dyed yellow hair and a large gold chain around his neck walked over and knocked on the car window.
The man with glasses rolled down the window, unsettled, "Yes, there are ghosts." ”
Huang Mao looked at Liu Sanqian and the woman sitting in the back seat and nodded. He patted the man with glasses on the face and spat out, "It's not good." ”
Huang Mao hooked his fingers at the people behind him, and they rushed over. Two people were still holding camera equipment in their hands, and one was carrying a large suitcase.
"Catch it. ”
A muscular man with a flat head and tattoos on his body opened the backseat door and pulled the woman out.
"Hahahahahaha
The woman walked staggeringly under the pull of the muscular man, and she didn't struggle at all, just laughed weirdly.
Another man opened the car door on Yoo Sanqian's side, grabbed Yoo Sanqian's hair, and dragged her out.
Liu Sanqian scratched, kicked and resisted in every way, she gathered up her strength and kicked hard at the man's crotch.
The man was in pain and swung his fist.
Liu Sanqian was knocked to the ground, leaving physiological tears in his left eye, and his eyes were dark for a while, and he couldn't see clearly. She tried to stand up with her body and tried to stand up, but she was dizzy and her body didn't listen to control.
"Big brother, this seems to be a stupid one. The tattooed man pushed the laughing woman to the ground and said with a frown.
"Stupid is stupid, where is so much nonsense, tie up the two of them and pull them to the factory, and the machine will be set up for me first. ”
"Yes. ”
The man with glasses pushed the car door open, his body swaying. His legs went limp, and he didn't take a few steps before he fell to the ground.
Huang Mao's face showed disdain, looked at the trembling man, and sneered, "It's been so many times, why are you still like this!"
"Boss, today, no, something is wrong. There are ghosts. ”
The laughter was sparse, and when they heard the man in glasses say something scared, they all sneered, and then turned around and went about their business.
The tattooed man grabbed Yoo Sanqian's body, held the rope, and tried to tie her up.
Taking advantage of the man's defenselessness, Liu Sanqian took out a fruit knife from his sleeve and stabbed it hard. After stabbing the tattooed man in the abdomen, the man's grip on her suddenly loosened.
Liu Sanqian rolled around on the ground and stood up with gritted teeth. She picked up the knife and swung it wildly, approaching the woman who was still laughing.
"Run!"
Liu Sanqian grabbed the woman's cold hand and ran. A few images flashed through her mind, as if she had once held another girl's hand, dodging a group of people chasing her.
Enough, where does this weird memory come from?
Before you have time to think about it, the battle of the chase has already begun.
Liu Sanqian ran aimlessly, and the woman behind him was still laughing.
Don't laugh! Don't laugh!
Please don't laugh!
There was no shelter in the place, only a large patch of weeds.
There's no way, you'll definitely be caught!
She can't escape!
Liu Sanqian ran by himself, did not see a colorful butterfly hairpin on his head, and flapped his wings a few times as the girl ran.
It fluttered its wings, suddenly broke free from its iron clamps, and flew into the air.
Wherever they flew, the fluorescent glowed, the scales were fluttering, and the sparks were dotted.
It flew towards the men who rushed towards them, flying over the heads of the men, shedding bits of light, and the men's leg bones suddenly became disjointed.
They fell forward, and immediately wailed.
"My legs, my legs!" Huang Mao hugged his legs and cried, and a pair of black delicate leather shoes suddenly appeared in front of him.
Huang Mao looked up and saw that a good-looking young man was looking up at him with his head down, his delicate eyebrows full of displeasure.
He grabbed the boy by the leg and begged carefully, "Help me!
When the young man heard this, he raised his foot and stepped on the man's knee fiercely, and the bones made a "click" sound.
It seems to be broken!
Huang Mao wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only beat the young man's powerful thigh with all his might, his mouth biting his lower lip tightly, and tears flowed out of his eyes.
"You're damned. The boy's voice was low, but unquestionable.
Seven or eight men fell to the ground, thrashing in pain, but unable to make a sound.
Liu Sanqian grabbed the woman and didn't know how long she ran.
The pursuers behind her didn't know when they disappeared, and she didn't dare to stop.
After running for about ten minutes, there was still no one around, not even a passing car.
She looked around and pulled the girl to hide behind a huge rock.
Liu Sanqian cautiously poked his head out, but found no trace of the group of men, only the faint sound of the wind in his ears.
She trembled, lost the strength to hold on, and sat down on her knees.
"Are you alright?"
The woman's eyebrows were crooked, as if smiling, and she shook her head. The silver earrings on the ears glowed with a cold light under the moonlight, attracting Liu Sanqian's attention.
After noticing Liu Sanqian's gaze, the woman took off the earrings and put them in Liu Sanqian's hand, "Thank you!"
There is no pretentious seductive tone, only sincere gratitude.
"Thank you!" she repeated.
Liu Sanqian looked at the earrings in her palms, only to feel that the cold silver object began to heat and heat on its own, burning her skin.
It's hot!
The earrings burned, and a mark was deeply carved on Liu Sanqian's hand.
Liu Sanqian's mind gradually withdrew from her body as the burning earrings were burning, and she saw the woman take off her mask in a daze.
Two shocking wounds slid from the corners of her mouth to her ears, as if maintaining a strange and oozing smile.
The flesh was turned out, revealing the white bones within.
There were tears in the eyes, but there was no blood.