Liang Xingyang hurried away with a ghost, returned to the villa building in Guanjiang Community, and repaired his headless corpse with a deceptive ghost.

However, far away in the city of Dajing.

It is a few kilometers away from Ping An Building.

In the bustling modern city, there are many rural buildings, tiled houses and thatched houses, and asphalt roads are turning into dirt roads.

A large-scale paranormal is influencing reality, overlapping the two areas.

The modern city and the backward village merged, and the sight of the headquarters instantly noticed the situation here, and sent the ghost skin Chen Yi to investigate.

In the darkness in the corner of a residential building, a tattered and dirty rag doll sits and falls.

After being touched by the human skin curse on the ghost scissors, this rag doll ran from the Heian Building to this place after running desperately.

Because it was made of old rags stitched together, the quality was not very good, and after a long time of running, rubbing against the cement pavement on the ground, the old rags appeared large-scale wear and tear, cracked, and things kept leaking out inside, looking like fine white paper.

Running a distance of several kilometers is already the limit of the rag doll, just when the substitute doll is about to die due to excessive wear and tear.

A cold wind blew, and the sound of the opera came with the sound of the wind, vaguely smelling of Peking Opera opera, but the opera sound revealed a strange and ominous feeling.

An ethereal and strange sound sounded from all directions, the sound getting louder and louder, and the bytes in the sound seemed to be sung in one go, as if they were intermittent and indistinct whispers in the ear.

Propping up half of the dead doll's body, he wanted to escape, but in the end he couldn't stand up due to physical exhaustion.

A strange human skin floated from somewhere, and I could vaguely recognize that it was a girl's human skin, and the human skin was flying towards the dead doll, extremely fast.

The dead doll turned its head to look at it, moved its body weakly, and chose to give up the struggle, allowing the human skin to envelop it.

After the girl's human skin tightly wrapped around the substitute doll, it quickly shrunk and shriveled, clinging to the body of the substitute doll, forming a wrinkled brown skin, and the substitute death doll strangely turned into a miniature version of the girl.

The miniature version of the girl stood up suddenly, two lines of water flowed from under her eyes, and a choked cry came from her mouth, and the scene was very strange.

The girl raised her head, as if she realized something, and her brown face showed a very frightened expression, and she wanted to run away immediately, but after a pause, she involuntarily turned around, and walked deeper into the alleyway, and after turning two corners, she came to the dark and gloomy stage.

There are many ordinary people here, who were originally residents living nearby, or busy migrant workers, who involuntarily walked out of the building and walked to a strange stage after hearing the strange drama.

Their bodies are stiff and controlled by some kind of force, but their consciousness is still in their eyes, and their gods are extremely frightened, constantly being manipulated to approach the red lacquer chair, and then trigger the killing law of the ghost chair, and release the corpses or ghosts on the chair.

There are many people who are attracted by the opera, the number of red lacquer chairs is also increasing, dense with no end in sight, and there are many bloody corpses without skin sitting on many seats, these are ordinary people.

So there are a lot of whole human skins that are blown up by the wind, fly to the stage, and join other people's skins.

The miniature version of the girl's eyes was also terrified, and her mouth kept choking, but she still walked on her short legs, crossed a red lacquer chair, and in the process of walking, she also saw a strange dead doll sitting on a ghost chair, which seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

The girl continued to walk, and came to a place in front of her.

In this position, sitting on the ghost chair is a skinny woman.

The woman's eyes were closed, her head was lowered, her cloak was emanated, her breath was long, and she slept quietly.

The woman was wearing a white dress, no, it had a dark red touch, it wasn't white and flawless. She was wearing a pair of white heels. But a blood-stained table knife pierced the woman's palm and nailed it to the red lacquered chair.

It seems that there was a fight with someone, and unfortunately he was defeated, and he was confined here.

The miniature version of the girl who was manipulated by the ghost suddenly stopped, triggering the killing law of the ghost chair.

There was movement in the ghost chair, and the two stiff and cold arms that stretched out of the chair loosened the waist of the woman in white, and then pushed the woman in white mercilessly up.

The woman in white was expressionless, her eyes opened without warning, her eyes were full of cold and dead silence, without a trace of living emotion, this was a terrible ghost.

The woman turned her head to look at the miniature version of the girl, and before she could make a move, she was pushed away from the red lacquered chair by her cold arms, giving up her place to the miniature version of the girl with tears in her eyes.

It's just that the woman in white didn't take two steps before she stopped, because the dinner knife nailed her palm, so that she couldn't leave the range of the ghost chair and restricted her movements.

But something weird happened.

The woman in white just glanced down, and actually reached out to pull out the blood-stained dinner knife, which seemed to be not suppressed by the spirit of the dinner knife at all.

In other words, the horror level of this terrible ghost is so high that even the table knife can't suppress it.

"Da-da."

The woman in white stepped on white high heels, with heavy steps like corpses, and was about to leave.

And yet the next moment.

The last dark red on the white dress completely faded at this time, and the white dress suddenly emitted a violent white light, and the white light enveloped the white high heels, which seemed to wake up the white high heels, and the shoes were constantly emitting white light, and everything around them was shrouded in white light.

Some kind of supernatural began a conflict.

The process of entering reincarnation.

The woman stopped, her cold and dead eyes slowly closed irrepressibly, and her whole body trembled, and some kind of cold aura retreated into her body, and she opened her eyes without warning.

This time, the eyes of the woman in white came alive, and her eyes showed the look of a living person.

"I, Shen Lan, are finally out of trouble."

A line of tears flowed from under Shen Lan's eyes, and she suddenly remembered something, and let out a sad and indignant voice, "Little thief, stealing my medium raincoat and using my supernatural weapon against me, I will find you sooner or later." ”

However, on the other end.

A bloody old man was also swapped out by ordinary people and left from the ghost chair position.

It's a ghost difference.

The old man's sallow eyes were full of dead silence and emptiness, walking with heavy steps like corpses.

This time, the ghost did not go up to the ghost stage again, and chose to confront the source of the ghost show, but the clothes on his body squirmed for a while, turning into a shroud full of shrunken blessing characters.

The ghost's figure stagnated slightly, and left with his back to the eerie stage.

The ghost is Huanggang Village, but Huanggang Village is a ghost, which means that the ghost is not a ghost, but a dark ghost.

However, the supernatural bus brought the ghost to the ghost stage, and the stage took root in Huanggang Village like a nail.

The ghost is stiff and walks with his back to the stage, but he can't get rid of the stage, as if he is carrying something heavy on his body and moving forward with a heavy load.

Or think about it from another angle, the ghost stage is also trapped in Huanggang Village, and if you can't completely suppress the ghost cha, you can't leave Huanggang Village.

The entire Huanggang Village is moving, pulling a small area of Dajing City into the ghost, but the ghost is carrying the stage like a snail, which causes the speed to be not fast.

If the ghost can return to the ghost coffin to be conceived, there may be a chance to get rid of this stage, or even suppress the source of the ghost show.

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