Chapter 84: A Completely Dark Posthumous Photo

All kinds of smells poured into his nasal cavity, and Qingge didn't expect to sacrifice so many living people, and he was still dragged into the shadow world.

"This monster's appetite is growing."

Losing sight and hearing, it seemed as if he was in a cage, but Qingge was not afraid, all his confidence came from the black knife in his hand.

The blade was not originally black, but it was soaked in blood and corpse oil, and it was wiped with talismans every day, so it was full of evil.

"Every smell represents a person, I can't tell the difference between good and bad, but as long as I kill everyone who comes close to me, I can leave sooner or later."

The dog cellar in Lame Bay Village is a place that Situ An values very much, he doesn't care about the ability of the monster in the dog cellar, what he needs is something else.

When the Hanhai Charity Federation was building a school in the temporary settlement, it was said by the locals that there used to be a madman living in the dog cellar, because the "bamboo mother" that the madman had woven for himself was burned by the child, so he was extremely hostile to the children, and frantically stole the children in the village, and then tortured them to death.

Qingge recalled Situ An's confession, the basic condition for borrowing Yin Shou is that the children who are tortured by ghosts to death, the more cruel the better, he must let those children take the initiative to give up the hope of life, thinking that living is a kind of torment, so that he can successfully borrow the Yin Shou of the children.

Qingge knew that Situ An had done a lot of things to break Yin Shou, and in order to help Situ An survive, he had to take out the child's corpse.

The sacrifices had been held several times, but each time the children and villagers who had been sent to the cellar had disappeared, and they had gone in during the day to inspect them, only to find shoe prints and fragments of clothing.

In order to seize the child's tragic body, Qingge could only lead the team to enter at night, but after actually entering, he found that this abnormal incident was different from the one he had encountered before.

The black knife had already killed a lot of people, and Qing Ge could feel it even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he knew that there were corpses piled up around him, but the smell around him had not weakened.

"Do you want to wear out my consciousness in this way?"

The monster in the cellar has not yet appeared, Qingge has already discerned the danger represented by various smells through his sense of smell, Osmanthus Xiang is a couple with great strength, and must be killed with one blow; The smell of sweat represents the villagers, indicating that the group fight is coming; The most dangerous is mothball, the owner of this smell is very insidious and good at all kinds of knives; In fact, there is a faint smell, she is very weak, and that smell has never appeared again after being killed by Qingge.

Stick to his heart, Qingge is not disturbed by external objects, and kills until he can no longer smell any smell.

The blood flowed like a river, the shadows were torn apart, and Qingge vaguely seemed to see a little light.

"Exit?"

His muscles tensed, and he didn't dare to be careless, and approached the light that represented hope.

The wings of the nose move slightly, and the tip of the Qingge knife is pointed upward, always paying attention to the changes in the smell around you.

When he was only a few meters away from the light, the hairs on the back of Qingge's neck suddenly stood up, and he instinctively dodged to the side.

The skin was cut, sharp objects pierced into the flesh, blood vessels ruptured, and large patches of blood flowed from the back of the neck.

"I've been attacked! Didn't smell anything in advance! ”

If he hadn't avoided it at the last minute, his neck would have been completely sliced.

Swinging the knife backwards, Qingge didn't cut anything, and a trace of turbulence appeared in his calm heart.

"There is a rule-breaking existence in the black cellar, is it a ghost? Or people? ”

The sense of smell has also lost its effect, and Qingge can only rely on instinct, he hunts countless people, as the instinct of the executioner.

The calf bowed slightly, Qingge seemed to have caught something, and suddenly swung a knife at a meter in front of him, and the blade slashed something, but then the thigh, back and neck, three places were attacked at the same time!

"Four people?"

Dr. Lu said that there was only one ghost in the black cellar, but there were four of them at this time.

"The other investigators betrayed me?"

Qingge discovered a terrible thing, the people who attacked him were completely unaffected by the darkness and would cooperate with each other.

There was no time to breathe at all, there were more and more wounds on his body, it was a completely unequal battle, even with a black knife would not help.

Sight, smell, and hearing all lost their effect, and when the hand holding the knife began to tremble, Qingge finally felt scared in his heart.

In the absolute darkness and dead silence, in the face of the terrifying unknown existence, the other party seems to know himself very well, as if he was not killed, just because the other party does not want to die by himself.

As Situ An's hunting dog, Qingge has always tortured others like this, and this is the first time he has had such an experience.

After the powerful body that gave Qingge a sense of security was destroyed, his indifferent eyes changed, and at this time he seemed to be no different from those ordinary people who were tortured and killed by him.

The faint light in the field of vision seems to be a paradise that can never be reached.

Tearing open his sleeves, Qingge tied the black knife to his hand, his movements gradually became sluggish, and his moves were all messed up.

With the broken wrist, Qingge fell to his knees, covered in blood, and his five fingers could not hold the knife.

In the endless despair, the first enemy to fight is himself, but Qingge has no way to convince himself to stand up again.

Blood streaks poured into the atrium, and Qingge felt that his body was caught by iron tongs, and his heartbeat became more and more abnormal.

Slowly, his vision seemed to recover a little, the light in the darkness was approaching, and he saw the four patients standing beside him, as well as Gao Ming holding a mobile phone.

"When you pushed so many innocent people into the cellar, did you ever think that you would die here?"

Qingge opened his mouth, blood flowed out, and his eyes were terrifying: "Who are you?" ”

"I'm a doctor who specializes in healing the world and helping it remove the broken parts." Gao Ming took the black knife that Qingge dropped: "Do you have anything else to say?" ”

"I'll wait in hell, Situ An will kill you." Qingge has a kind of worship for Situ An for no reason.

"Then you wait well, it won't be long before he will go down to accompany you." Gao Ming turned around, and the flesh and blood ghost god dragged Qing Ge into the heart of Gao Ming's alienation.

It seems that only the monsters of the shadow world can be turned into chains, and after the ghost god swallowed Qingge, not only did he not consume anything, but he obtained unexpected benefits, and his huge body became more symmetrical and flexible.

"Qingge has a strong body that is incomprehensible to ordinary people, shouldn't Situ An be ready to cultivate Qingge as a rare sacrifice from the beginning?"

With four patients, Gao Ming began to look for Wei Dayou in the cellar.

As if discovering that Gao Ming had hit the other living people, the huge black dog came out of the shadows again, and his dark eyes looked at Gao Ming: "You have already killed the target, don't hit other people's ideas again." ”

"You've misunderstood me again." Gao Ming spread his hands and showed that he did not have any malicious intent: "I am going to build a shelter for the living in the Lishan area of the shadow world, and I will let them live there and get used to the shadow world." ”

"I don't quite understand what you mean." The long black fur on the big dog blends with the shadows, ready to flee at any moment.

"You just want to send the living into the shadow world, but I want those who have been affected by the disaster to master the skills of living in the shadow city, and I will make it possible for those trapped in the shadow world to live and thrive normally." Gao Ming is depicting the long-term future, and the big dog has been separated from the outside world for too long, and he doesn't know what a pie is.

"Monsters can't get used to it, but the living can? It's better to feed them directly to the shadows. ”

"If you really think so in your heart, you won't spend a lot of effort to trap these villagers and children, but will directly sacrifice them to the shadow world." Gao Ming experienced the memories of a blind man, and knew that there was still a seed of kindness planted by the "Bamboo Mother" in the other party's heart: "You and I have resonated in our hearts, and we will live and die together in the future, maybe we can move over there first to have a look, get to know other neighbors, and then come back if not." ”

The big dog's ears slapped his face, it just swallowed his life once, but he didn't expect the other party to be directly involved in life and death.

Because of the heart resonance, the big dog's ability to deprive itself of sight and hearing has a very poor effect on high life, and it has to trap so many villagers and children at the same time, and it feels like it is no match for flesh and blood ghosts and gods in frontal combat.

It seems that the high fate gives it a choice, but in fact, it really has no choice.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

The dog's body spread out in all directions, and after swallowing all the living people, the shadows began to fade.

When Gao Ming returned to the real world, only the stunned Wei Dayou and a dark photo were left in the cellar.

The photo of the big dog is pitch black, without any extra color, and if you look at it with the naked eye, you can't find that there is a big dog hidden in the dark.

Looking at the back of the posthumous photo, Gao Ming found familiar words.

"Family photos: They say I'm like a dog, but I know that dogs are much happier than I am. But even if I can't hear or see, I will live seriously, because I will have to take care of my mother in the future. ”

(End of chapter)