Memories bloom into a brilliant white flower.

He Yin'er stood on top of the ghost lake, holding a white spiritual seat and began to summon spirits.

And Yu Zhile walked towards the faceless woman in a cyan shroud in the haze without any taboos.

He stepped on the flowers composed of miserable white ghost hands, and the rot on his body was rapidly recovering, cold and wanton volatilizing.

However, it seems that his recovery has caused a terrifying effect, and the skin he has just recovered has begun to decay again, and the coldness on his body has increased again, and the rich stench of corpses has spread from his body to the surroundings.

At this moment, the street is filled with the stench of corpses.

The rotten flesh dripped inch by inch, and drops of black corpse water flowed from the exposed skin and bones.

Yu Zhile is not human, but that face is always intact.

But soon Yu Zhile knew why his face was intact.

His face flew up strangely, Yu Zhile suddenly felt his consciousness in a trance, and without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and quickly pressed the flying face.

At this moment, he felt that his consciousness was bound to this face, and he could be sure that as soon as this face was detached from his body, then he would fall and die.

"Terrorist attacks, strange killing patterns......"

Black stitches protruded from the back of his neck, and the black stitches pierced through the flying skin of his face, forcibly binding the face to the flesh.

The ability to deceive people was activated, and the ghost deceitful people with the horror level of the ghost lake directly deceived this terrifying attack.

Bang~!

In the darkness behind him, a figure fell to the ground strangely, and a pale face next to him fell to the ground, quickly submerged by the darkness.

The attack was diverted, his flying face healed again, and the rot on Yu Zhile's body was also rapidly recovering.

The faceless woman in the haze has always stood still and been shrouded in the haze, but she has already attacked Yu Zhile four or five times just without moving, and each time it can be regarded as a mortal attack, among which the attack that peels off his face is directly a mortal curse.

What is the killing law of this ghost, Yu Zhile doesn't know, and it doesn't matter.

Yu Zhile just walked slowly towards the woman, and a female corpse in a black dress slowly appeared behind him.

The female corpse in the black dress grabbed Yu Zhile's neck.

Click~!

The bones were directly crushed, but Yu Zhile didn't care.

The coldness worsened, Yu Zhile suddenly stopped, and the female corpse in the black dress behind her weirdly stretched out her hands and grabbed the faceless woman in the haze.

The slender pale arm stretched out to a strange length, like a long-necked ghost-like arm piercing the haze and directly choking the faceless woman's neck.

The terrifying supernatural began to suppress the other party.

Yu Zhile suddenly felt the pressure, and he bent over slightly uncontrollably, as if there was a sudden extra weight of a person behind him.

"What a horrible ghost!"

Yu Zhile's eyes were deep, and the ghost lake quickly spread towards the haze, and the infiltrating haze flowed directly to the feet of the faceless woman in the shroud.

Pale ghost hands quickly grabbed the faceless woman's feet and clinged to the woman's chest.

Ghost Lake began to suppress this powerful ghost, and was attacked and suppressed by the female corpse in the black dress and the ghost lake, and this faceless female ghost wearing a cyan shroud was unexpectedly suppressed.

"Became ......"

Yu Zhile raised his head slightly, looking at the faceless female ghost who was choked by the neck of the female corpse in the black dress, and at the same time was grabbed by the ghost slave in the ghost lake.

"Got one."

The female ghost in the cyan shroud began to be dragged into the ghost lake by those ghost hands.

As long as he enters the ghost lake, he can gain insight and learn the other party's killing rules.

"Zhile!"

Suddenly, He Yin'er shouted, Yu Zhile was slightly stunned, and the next moment, he turned his head to look at his arm that fell on the water.

"What happened to the hand?"

Immediately afterwards, the other arm also fell off strangely, and then Yu Zhile felt that he had lost his balance, and his body fell uncontrollably to the other side.

Bang~!

The body fell to the surface of the water, and a head rolled out of the water.

He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile, who had been dismembered in the blink of an eye, and only one head was still alive, and she was a little angry in her heart.

The ghost cursed them and did it!

"Is this a curse?"

Yu Zhile blinked, at this moment he only had one head left on the water, his eyes turned slightly, looking at his limbs and body, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

He saw a body and head suddenly appear on the surface of the water.

"The corpse of the woman in the black dress has also been dismembered! The faceless female ghost ......"

The next moment, a terrifying supernatural effect appeared on his face, Yu Zhile's face changed slightly, his face flew up again, the sutures were torn off one by one, and the sewing ghoul could not stop the attack of the faceless woman.

"Look for death!"

He Yin'er looked at the faceless female ghost coldly, the red hijab was windless, and she lifted it herself, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked directly at the faceless female ghost.

The terrifying curse was activated, and the faceless woman in the cyan shroud fell directly to the water.

He Yin'er suppressed this terrifying ghost.

The attack was stopped, and the flying skin began to be stitched back up.

Yu Zhile frowned and looked at He Yin'er, he always felt that something was wrong, and it didn't seem that the matter was over.

Sure enough, at the moment when the faceless woman was completely suppressed, the haze suddenly rioted, directly enveloping all of Yu Zhile's body.

He Yin'er's face changed slightly, and she wanted to help, but the next moment, her arm fell to the ground, followed by her feet, and then her head.

The darkness swept in, and strange palms stretched out from the darkness, grabbing He Yin'er's body one after another, some grabbing He Yin'er's arms, some grabbing his feet, some snatching the body wrapped in the wedding dress, and some snatching the head that was covered by the red hijab again.

"I'm actually being split!" This was the first thought in He Yin'er's mind after losing her vision.

The darkness and the haze swallowed the two of them respectively, and then the darkness and haze quickly dissipated, and the street reappeared, and the ghost lake was gone.

In an unknown place, the man with a paintbrush looks at the oil painting in front of him, and the oil painting is empty, and some are just a fluttering street.

The man holding the painting stood in front of the unremarkable painting for a moment, then turned and walked over to a blank piece of paper.

Immediately after, the strange man began to paint on this blank piece of paper, and soon, a vivid oil painting appeared.

The content of the painting is a room with four or five people in the room.

These people are extremely realistic, their faces and expressions are extremely realistic, and you can even see the fear and panic in the eyes of the people in the paintings.

The man holding the brush stopped moving, not moving, and seemed to be observing several people in the painting.

But soon, the man moved again, and he picked up his brush to add a touch to the freshly baked painting.

The gloom and coldness burst out, and the whole oil painting became gloomy and lifeless.

And just after adding this one.

In one room, there were four or five people, their bodies falling apart strangely, and their arms, heads, and bodies fell to the ground like building blocks.

But strangely, no blood was coming out of their scattered bodies, and their bodies quickly began to dry up, eventually turning into puddles of ash.

The ashes were piled up on the ground, waiting to be discovered, and perhaps the ashes could have some other purpose.

With the death of these people, the strange oil painting quickly began to change, and finally became an ordinary oil painting, but there were several piles of ashes in the room.

The man with the brush stood in front of the painting for a moment, then turned and walked to a blank piece of paper.

……

……

It's a strange city, and in this city full of ghosts, there are very few living people.

Of course, the number of living people is still a lot for the ghosts, because every day there are living people who strayed into this strange world.

Oil paintings, strange cities, villages, ancient towns, manors......

There may be ghosts in it, or there may be living people.

The paper ash in the sky has never stopped, just like burning paper to pay tribute to the ancestors during the New Year's holidays, and the burned paper money leaves ashes and is then blown to the sky by the wind and then falls.

Here, it's really like the afterlife......

In the strange city, a young man with blue and black eyes walked in this strange city.

It walked through the streets, through the houses, and it seemed to be looking for something.

"That thing is gone?"

On the second floor of a villa, a slightly pale woman cautiously looked at the figure walking on the street outside the window, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the moment she heard her companion's words, her face suddenly changed.

"Not good!"

She secretly said in her heart that something was going to happen, and she didn't care about teaching her companions a lesson, so she hurriedly looked at the street outside the window.

The streets were empty, there was nothing, as if nothing existed to hear the sound that had just been made.

But the woman did not relax, but watched the street with extreme vigilance for clues.

After observing for a while, after making sure that there was no danger, she relieved her heart, "Xiaoyue, you almost killed us, thanks to that ghost didn't notice, otherwise ......"

Sneer~!

Before the woman could finish speaking, the sound of chewing and swallowing food sounded in her ears, which was extremely unfamiliar.

The woman's body suddenly stiffened, she looked back slowly, and gradually her body trembled, she couldn't believe that things were what she thought, if it was really like that, it would be terrifying......

The woman finally turned around, and when she saw the scene behind her clearly, the whole person was like a deflated inflatable doll, helplessly slumped on the ground.

She looked at this bloody and terrifying picture, leaning against the wall helplessly and desperately, "It's over, it's ...... dead"

The skulls were swallowed whole, the blood was sucked clean, and they died peacefully, their heads bitten off without even making a sound.

The woman just watched as this black-skinned ghost ate his companions one by one.

Then she watched the ghost come towards her, and she closed her eyes in despair, but in the next moment, she wished that she would be bitten off the head like her companion.

A wail of pain rang out in the villa for an unknown amount of time, and the sound finally died down.

The room was empty, except for the indentations in the walls that had been picked out by fingernails and a piece of writing recording what had happened here.

The text reads it like this:

"My companion was eaten, bitten off in one bite, eaten internal organs, skin, bones, ......"

"It's a ghost! A real ghost! Man-eating ghosts! ”

"I'm going to die, but I'm not dead, I've already eaten my feet!"

"It's here again!"

"This time it ate my stomach, and I still have half of my body left, and my intestines have been eaten."

"I'm not dead yet!"

"Why don't I die! It's here again! ”

"My boobs were eaten this time!"

"I'm still not dead......"

"But I feel like it's going to be fast, because I don't have much left to eat, and I'll be eaten clean twice at most......"

"I only have my shoulders and head left, my shoulders and my head are only connected by a layer of skin, it's amazing, I'm still alive, I can still feel the presence of my arm, and I can even manipulate it, is this the horror of ghosts?"

"I'm going to die, it's coming again!"

……

The text is a bloody record, a strange event.

Inside a building shrouded in haze.

"Are the Hungry Ghosts going to start eating ghosts?"

He Yin'er looked at the blurred scene outside the window, her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhile, you need to hurry, I can't get out of here for a while, if you can control the starving ghost, I don't need to look for my body."

He Yin'er looked at his current body, it was the body of a child, this is also a ghost, but it is a headless ghost.

Out of the instinct of a ghost, she was put on her head by this ghost as a puzzle piece.

A head covered with a red hijab, the body of a seven or eight-year-old child, looks as weird as it gets.

He Yin'er turned around and walked towards the depths of the corridor, she was looking for her body, she and Yu Zhile were both separated, but she was the most serious, because her body itself was a ghost, and now that it was split, her horror level dropped a lot.

She's even lost the ghost.

In one manor, a headless body was hung from a sharp guardrail, the corpse pierced by the guardrail, the rusty railing still sharp.

The whole estate was shrouded in a haze, the haze was thick and far away, and the whole manor, including the eerie wheat field, was shrouded in the haze.

In the manor, in a dusty room, a head hanging from the roof opened its eyes strangely.

"The danger level of ghost painting is too high."

The head looked down at the room below, where there was a fireplace, the fireplace was burning at the moment, and the corpses that had been used as fuel in it emitted a strong stench of burning.

"Are the Hungry Ghosts going to start eating ghosts?"

The head's eyes flickered slightly, "It seems that we can't go on like this, that ghost shouldn't be paying attention to us anymore." ”

Tick~!

A drop of gloomy lake water suddenly dripped down, and then more and more, and gradually a light rain began to fall in the room.

After a while, the whole room was flooded, plop~!

The hanging head suddenly fell and fell into the water.

(End of chapter)