Chapter 293: Hundred Ghosts Night Walk (2) (1st Update)
The cold wind was still howling, and it was surrounded by a pitch-black Gobi desert, and there was not even a single human being in sight. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Kitajimagawa's legs trembled, swallowing his saliva again and again.
At this moment, there was only fear left in his heart, but his legs really had no strength, and he felt that it was sore when he lifted it slightly. Not to mention running, it was difficult for him to even walk a few steps.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew out of the cold wind.
The black shadow fell in front of Kitajimagawa's eyes with a 'click'.
Subconsciously, Kitajima Kawa looked down at the black shadow.
"Ah~!" This look scared him so much that he fell to the ground.
"Hand ..... Hand ......" In front of Kitajimagawa, there was a bloody severed hand.
The whole palm of the hand was broken at the wrist, and the fracture was smooth, which should have been cut directly by a sharp weapon.
At this moment, the pupils in Kitajimagawa's eyes suddenly contracted, and he saw a ring on the severed hand. It was a ring he knew all too well, and it was supposed to be on the hand of his wife, Ai Kaedejima. But at this moment, it appeared on the severed hand.
"Is it ......!" Kitajimagawa's eyes widened, his eyes full of grief and horror.
At this moment, an old laugh suddenly drifted from the cold wind and drifted into Kitajimagawa's ears.
He shuddered, and he saw a dark shadow crawling towards him in the darkness about ten meters in front of him. He couldn't see the shadow clearly, but instinctive fear made him want to stay away from it.
"Don't come here!"
"Don't come here, ...... again I'll stone you to death if I come back again!" In a panic, Kitajima picked up a stone on the ground and raised his hand to shout at the black shadow.
However, the black shadow still crawled over here, seemingly unconcerned about Kitajimagawa's threat.
Seeing that the black shadow was still crawling towards him, Kitajimagawa's eyes flashed, and the stone held high in his hand smashed directly towards the black shadow.
'Bang~' There was a muffled sound.
Kitajimagawa smashed it surprisingly accurately, and smashed straight on the head of the black shadow.
The black shadow was hit by a stone, and fell to the ground with a bang~.
Kitajima saw the black shadow move a few times, and then stopped moving.
Seeing this scene, Kitajima Kawa also showed a relieved smile on his face.
"MD, I told you everything, don't come here, let's die now!" Kitajima Kawa said with a snort.
But the next moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck his brain.
"Wait...... If it's a ghost, how can it be stoned to death?"
The ghost is a person who has already tried once, how can he be stoned to death, Kitajimagawa, who had fallen into boundless fear just now, did not think about it. But now that he was a little calmer, he suddenly remembered the question.
He even looked at the black shadow ten meters away, which was still lying on the ground, motionless.
But even so, Kitajima River is still not at ease.
"Or else...... Let's take a look?" thought Kitajimagawa.
The next moment, he got up from the ground with courage, endured the pain in his legs, and walked slowly to that side.
At a distance of more than ten meters, he walked for more than two minutes.
Closer, he finally saw the dark figure lying on the ground.
Seeing the clothes worn by the black shadow, Kitajimagawa's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief.
"How could it be, it can't be! It must not be her, it must not be her!" Kitajima Kawa muttered over and over again, and he walked over and turned over the man on the ground with all his might.
'Bang~' The woman on the ground turned over, revealing her face covered by a few strands of long black hair.
Seeing this face, Kitajima Chuan only felt that the strength in his body was instantly drained.
He fell to the ground with a 'pop' and looked at the woman in front of him with a glazed look.
The woman's mouth opened slightly, and red blood poured out of her mouth, staining her entire chin and neck. Her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of horror and disbelief.
And this face, Kitajima River is all too familiar.
This woman who was stoned to death by his own hands turned out to be his beloved wife Kaedejima Ai!
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"This guy killed his wife by himself. ”
"Marvel at this woman, I thought it was a female ghost!"
"This guy must have thought it was a female ghost, and it was obvious that the real ghost first grabbed Ai Kaedejima, and then cut off one of her hands, and cut out her tongue to prevent her from speaking. Then he let her go and let her crawl to her husband in terror, but her husband didn't know it was her, and thought it was a ghost. ”
"Hold the grass~!When did the ghost kill people and use this kind of trick?"
"Who knows, maybe it's someone else's ingenuity. ”
"I'll go~!
In the darkness, a rickety figure was already standing behind Kitajimagawa, who was full of sluggish faces.
The old figure was hunched over, his long gray hair scattered, revealing half of his wrinkled face.
What kind of half face is that?
A gray eye, extremely cloudy. On the blue-gray skin, there were several black holes, and a few disgusting maggots wriggled their bodies on the edge of the gaps. The mouth opened, revealing a mouth full of black and yellow broken teeth, and a tongue sticked out, the tip of which was split in half.
"Kid, are you looking for me?"
Kitajimagawa, who was sitting on the ground, suddenly heard this old voice behind him.
"Who—who?" he sprang to his feet, as if he had a spring, and turned to look at the old woman with a horrified face.
"Child, I finally see you again. The old woman's gray, cloudy eyes stared straight at him, her forked tongue licking lightly over her upper lips, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, as if she were smiling.
"Mom, it's you!" The fear in Kitajimagawa's eyes instantly reached its peak, and he held the ground with both hands, kicking and kicking with both feet, constantly trying to retreat.
The old woman looked at him and stretched out a palm with five twisted fingers.
"Child, are your hands beautiful?" the old woman's bent back became more bent, as if she wanted to bend down to get a good look at her son.
On the ground, Kitajimagawa's eyes widened when he saw that hand.
"It's you, it's you who cut off Xiao Ai's hand!" he cried out in horror.
Kitajima remembers that it was two years ago because his mother was from the countryside and didn't know anything about city fashion. When she was washing clothes for their husband and wife, she found a pair of his wife's torn jeans, and because they were torn, she mended them.
Later, his wife found out and in a fit of rage, she not only kicked his mother severely, but also broke four fingers of her mother's right hand.
At that time, although Kitajima Kawa couldn't bear it, he really loved his wife too much. Even if the person who was hurt was the mother who gave birth to him, he did not stand up to stop it.
Afterwards, his wife forbade him to take his mother to the doctor. Since then, the fingers of his mother's right hand have become like this.
"You haven't answered me yet, mother, are your hands beautiful?" the old woman bent lower.
Kitajimagawa's face was full of horror, and he replied in a trembling voice:
"Drifting...... Pretty. ”
Suddenly, the old woman's face suddenly became extremely hideous.
"You're lying!"
The old woman's left hand held a kitchen knife with an instant wave.
'Puff~' instantly a splash of blood.
Kitajima Kawa screamed and clutched his right hand, his entire right palm severed.
"Ah~~!!"
The pain caused him to scream, and the blood that flowed quickly stained the ground that was left of him.
The old woman was back to her old look, and she looked at Kitajima and stuck out her tongue.
"My tongue, is it pretty?"
Kitajima Kawa clutched his severed hand, his head shaking like a rattle.
"Not pretty, not pretty!"
He didn't dare to say that he was beautiful anymore, he was afraid that if he was beautiful again, his mother's ghost would cut out his tongue again.
"If you know it's not pretty, why did you do it in the first place!"
The old woman's face instantly turned extremely hideous.
Her eyes widened suddenly, and her long gray hair was windless. Kitajimagawa on the ground was horrified to find that he couldn't move.
"Obediently, let me turn your tongue into me too!"
The old woman smiled strangely and reached out and pulled his tongue out of Kitajimagawa's mouth, then raised the kitchen knife high with her other hand.
'Huh~'
With a flash of blood, Kitajimagawa's tongue was directly split in half.
The tongue splits, and Kitajima River finds that he can move again.
He covered his mouth with one hand, and his mouth let out a painful sound of 'woo woo~'.
If he had known that there would be such a day, he would not have allowed his wife to cut his mother's tongue with scissors.
He regretted it, he regretted why he hadn't stopped it from happening in the first place.
But his regret was too late, and from the moment he was chosen by Ding Yi, his fate was already doomed.
Kitajimagawa's tongue was split, and the expression on the old woman's face returned to calm.
She looked at Kitajimagawa, whose mouth was covered with blood in front of her, and a severed hand was weakly placed on her lap, the only son in front of her.
At this moment, she slowly pulled away the shabby, dirty dress on her body with one hand, revealing a hole in her abdomen the size of a lead ball.
"Is this hole pretty?"
Kitajima Kawa covered his mouth with one hand, and his eyes were full of boundless fear.
He didn't dare to answer, he knew that no matter how he answered, the result would be the same.
Seeing that Kitajima Chuan didn't speak, the old woman's face became extremely hideous in vain.
"Why don't you answer, you unfilial son!"
The wind is howling, and it is a terrible ghost roaring.
The sharp kitchen knife, accompanied by a strong force, instantly pierced Kitajimagawa's abdomen. The blade peeked out of his back, and the old woman's blood-stained hand grasped the hilt, spun around and jerked out.
'Bang~'
Kitajima Kawa fell to the ground, his eyes staring at the dark sky.
His mouth opened and closed, blood gushed out of it, and he vaguely seemed to see that when he was a child, his mother pulled him up with hard work, and used his hard-earned money to provide for him to go to the big city to study.
Familiar images flashed in front of his eyes, and a crystal tear slipped from the corner of his eye.
"Mom, I'm sorry!" (To be continued.) )