But the look in her eyes was full of hatred.

"Chenghua...... Chenghua ......"

"The reason why I am still in this world is that I want to protect Chenghua, but you! He Ziwu, you actually killed Chenghua! Sins are unforgivable! ”

The man said and pounced on me.

The moment she pounced, I could see that the sides of her body were now covered with countless hands, like centipedes, waving those ghost hands at me.

"He Ziwu!"

Miss Chen exclaimed, trying to get in front of me.

But it was too late, and I saw that the centipede ghost had come to me, and the ghost hand exuded a faint cold aura, as long as it touched me, then I would basically die.

I've had a feeling from the beginning, and now it's almost a reality.

That is, the strength of the powerful ghosts seems to have skyrocketed in Linhai City!

Originally, these people who were killed by men were just earthbound spirits, and if the place of death was a place where the yin qi was relatively strong, then these ghosts would have a chance to become powerful ghosts.

But the strength and horror of those powerful ghosts just now are obviously not a powerful ghost that has just appeared.

It's not an exaggeration to say that they've been a ghost for ten years.

However, how many days has Linhai City become? Two months.

Even if the man killed him two months ago, the ghosts shouldn't have such terrifying intensity.

And the yin qi in this place is not too strong, which is why I am so confused.

And now this centipede ghost in front of me is even more outrageous.

She was a postman in Yellow Springs before she died, and now she seems to have been dead for a long time.

In addition to the blessing of the strange environment of Linhai City, I was instantly stunned when I had the confidence to touch the centipede ghost in front of me.

I tried my best to dodge to the side, but even with my best efforts, I still got three scratches on my back.

A cold, tingling sensation seeped through the wound, and I could only feel the first moment these two sensations erupted, and I almost didn't catch my breath.

Almost died!

Miss Chen immediately came to my side and began to put her hand in my wound.

It was only for a moment that I felt the deadly chill and tingling begin to wane.

But when I looked at Miss Chen, her face began to turn pale.

And not only that, but a thin layer of ice began to slowly emerge on Miss Chen's arm.

Not only a thin layer of ice, but also a black line that was running up Miss Chen's arm.

"Let go!"

As soon as I struggled to break free, Ms. Chen's hand was pushed away.

Then, the deadly cold struck again.

"You're going to die!"

Miss Chen came to me again despite the obstacles, but was subdued by my words.

"If something happens to you...... We're really dead......"

"Take me out...... We ran away ......"

I said to Miss Chen, who hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Then, Miss Chen put me on her back and prepared to leave here.

"Shall I let you go?"

A faint chilling voice sounded behind me and Miss Chen, and Miss Chen turned her head to see a humanoid centipede clinging to the wall, staring at us with dead eyes.

And the mouth of this centipede ghost is full of thin needles one after another.

These fine needles are probably the release of centipede's powerful ghost toxin.

"Let's go!"

I shouted with difficulty, and Miss Chen reacted quickly, wanting to take me out of this ghost place.

But the next moment, a figure flashed, and the centipede ghost appeared in front of the gate.

The door had been opened a little at this moment because of the woman's desperate slapping before.

Through the crack in the door, Miss Chen and I could see the golden sunset outside the door.

Dusk is approaching.

"He Ziwu, I want you to bury my son!"

"No, my son doesn't even have a corpse, and in that case, your corpse will be torn apart by me and eaten piece by piece."

"I want you to feel the pain of Chenghua before he died!"

The centipede ghost slowly squirmed towards us, and the hideousness and pain on the ghost's face made it impossible to forget it at a glance.

At the moment, we are in a desperate situation.

Miss Chen took my body and retreated, my consciousness had begun to blur at the moment, and with the last wakefulness, I informed Miss Chen of the thoughts I had just had in my mind.

"Miss Chen, look at my watch, what time is it?" "Five-fifteen, what's wrong?"

Miss Chen doesn't know, so it's basically useless to look at the time at this time.

But what I said next made Miss Chen stunned.

After I finished speaking, my head could no longer support my body, and I began to lean on Miss Chen's back, panting heavily.

"What you said, is it useful?"

At this moment, the centipede ghost is getting closer and closer, and I believe that in less than half a minute, the centipede ghost will come to Miss Chen.

"You have to try it if it works or not...... It's only five minutes...... Miss Chen, these five minutes...... I'll leave it to you......"

With that, my head tilted, and all that was left was darkness in front of me.

And after I fainted, Miss Chen's eyes also showed an angry look.

"Your son himself is a brute, and you are still angry with us here, are you still human!"

Miss Chen's sudden outburst made the centipede ghost stunned in place for a moment.

Then, the centipede ghost reacted, and his face was even more profound hatred.

"You talk nonsense!"

"If you hadn't come here, my son would have at least lived to die of old age!"

"You murderers who killed my son, you dare to quibble!"

As he spoke, the centipede ghost raised the arm of the front half of his body and struck at Miss Chen.

Miss Chen reacted and dodged the blow, and then continued to roar.

"Your son killed innocent humans, not only violating the rules, but also destroying the balance of yin and yang."

"You are the postman of Yellow Springs, don't you know yourself?"

"At this time, you are still arguing for your son, you have been a postman in Huangquan all these years!"

Miss Chen's words made the centipede ghost stagnate for several seconds this time.

In a trance, a trace of memory flashed in the centipede's eyes, as if she was nostalgic for her days as a postman in Huangquan.

Then, the centipede ghost seemed to think of some bad memories, and when he reacted again, his face was even more crazy.

"If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't have died!"

"If it weren't for you, my son wouldn't have disobeyed my orders."

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have killed me!"

"I want you ......"

Before the centipede ghost could finish speaking, suddenly, a voice sounded, suppressing all sounds.