Nightmare Attack

Fatty's perspective is completely different from everyone else's. The moment he stepped on the paper bridge, everything in front of Fatty's eyes changed, first it was dark, then it was cold, and the sound of a big river came from his ears. An extremely wide and extremely long bridge appeared in front of my eyes. The bridge was arched, and the steps went up all the way, with almost no end in sight.

This bridge has obviously existed for a long time. The steps made of stone are full of cracks and patches of moss. The steps are very wide and full of historical weight, but they also look very depressing.

The bridge was shrouded in a mist like smoke, and the visibility was only less than 5 meters, and there were shadows in the mist, and there was no telling what was hiding.

At the same time, the color of the lantern he held in his hand also changed, from the normal orange to the gloomy green it is now. The fat man holding such a lantern has a sense of substitution, and now he even begins to wonder if he is dead. , as long as you walk across this bridge, you will be reincarnated.

The fat man groped his way to the bridge, and his feet stepped on the icy stone steps, which almost froze his whole body, but what was more terrifying was not these, but what was behind him.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

…

There was also a sound of footsteps behind him. When the fat man took a step, the footsteps behind him would also follow, but he didn't dare to look back, because he knew that it was Gao Yanqing who was following him closely, and the purpose of his trip was to take Gao Yanqing away. The wronged souls were sent to the underworld.

In order to divert his attention, the fat man looked around curiously. Except for the foggy bridge, the world seemed to have nothing, no light, and there was no moon or starlight in the spooky night sky. At this moment, the fat man only had The paper lantern in front of me is emitting a faint light.

And this burst of light seemed to be able to dispel the fog a little bit, step by step, the fat man remained very vigilant, he suddenly noticed a pair of legs standing by the bridge not far away from the corner of his eye.

"Selling umbrellas—"

"Selling umbrellas—"

The fat man shuddered suddenly, this was the first voice he heard in this world, but this voice was surprisingly cold, listen carefully, the size and the feeling of the voice line are exactly the same every time, as if This is not a person, but a cold machine.

As the fog gradually dissipated, a woman appeared in front of the fat man. The woman was dressed in red, her whole body was wet, and her long wet hair hung down, covering most of her face.

If encountering such a situation in reality, the fat man would turn around and run away, but not now, he would bear in mind the advice of Tang Qisheng and others when he came here, that he would be dead when he came to this world, so he must not reveal his identity.

Another point is that the woman seemed to be right next to the bridge, but the fat man felt that he couldn't get around the woman at all, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and approach.

And the woman was still yelling, one after another, a bamboo basket was placed beside the woman, the bamboo basket was very deep, and the fat man only noticed after approaching that there were many umbrellas in it.

It's the kind of very old oiled paper umbrella that Fatty has only seen in old movies.

"It's damp and humid on the bridge, buy an umbrella for self-defense." The woman said in an unchanging mechanical voice.

The fat man suppressed the fear in his heart and tried his best to look confident. First, he praised the woman's dexterity. These oil-paper umbrellas are exquisitely crafted and beautiful. Secondly, he euphemistically expressed that although he likes it, he has no money, so...he has to do it next time. Let's talk about it.

"You can take as many as you like." The woman said again, her voice gradually becoming impatient.

Now the fat man understood it, and he couldn’t do without it, so he simply pulled out an umbrella from it. The umbrella was very heavy. I don’t know what material it was made of, and the surface of the umbrella was black. When touched, there is still a sticky texture, as if coated with a thick layer of grease.

After thanking the woman, the fat man left quickly, but just after he took a few steps, a woman's voice came from the mist behind him, "Selling an umbrella, selling an umbrella, poor girl, what a waste!" Fu Scholar, a heart-wrenching umbrella, summons my soul in the next life~~"

The sound became more and more miserable, and following the ethereal singing, the fat man was startled to feel that the umbrella in his hand was different, and at the same time, light rain began to fall from the sky.

The rain hit his body and soaked his clothes in an instant, the rain was frighteningly cold, as if pouring directly on his heart, the fat man suddenly felt an indescribable sadness, as if he was the one who was abandoned by a heartless person.

He gradually slowed down his pace, and several times had the idea of ​​falling off the bridge and throwing himself into the river, but he suppressed them all. He wanted to open the umbrella to protect himself from the rain. There was obviously something wrong with the rain.

But when he lifted the umbrella again, the scene in front of him almost made him suffer a cardiac arrest. The black grease on the umbrella surface was gradually washed away by the rain, revealing the real umbrella surface.

The color and touch are clearly a piece of human skin!

This is a human skin umbrella!

But it was more than that, the umbrella was fastened by long woman's hair like a clasp and tied in a knot, but now a few fingers squeezed out from under the closed umbrella, and above the fingers It is covered with scars left by chopping with kitchen knives, which is shocking to look at, and the thick knuckles of the fingers are obviously men's.

Negative Umbrella...

Combined with the few lines sung by the woman, a bold guess suddenly emerged in Fatty's mind, that is, the woman was abandoned by scholars, and then she threw herself into the river in a rage, and after turning into a ghost, she found this heartless man. The most cruel method killed the man, and carefully sorted out his body, skinned and dismantled the bones, made the man he once loved into an umbrella, a heart-wrenching umbrella, and sold it on the bridge~www.wuxiamtl.com ~It's terrible for a woman to be ruthless, and no one can offend a woman if she offends anyone!

The fat man held the umbrella tightly to prevent the vengeful soul hidden in it from crawling out. At the same time, he accelerated his speed and rushed towards the bridge. In his understanding, as long as his speed was fast enough, the vengeful soul in it could be completely Complete the mission before climbing out.

But unfortunately, soon, the scene in front of him completely disrupted his fantasy, and another blocker appeared in front of him, this time it was a lame child, the child was about 5 or 6 years old, He looked good, he was a boy, but the smile on his face gave off an extremely hypocritical feeling, as if he had torn off a fake face and stuck it on his own.

"It's raining, I'm so cold, big brother, can you take me home, hehehe." The boy looked at the fat man with a pair of innocent big eyes, and grabbed the hem of the fat man's clothes with his hands, but the cunning in his eyes betrayed him. over him.

"Don't be afraid, child. Uncle will lend you the umbrella when it's raining." The fat man stroked the child's head, and impatiently stuffed the umbrella into the boy's hand.

(end of this chapter)