Nightmare Attack

When he saw this hole, Jiang Cheng knew that Zhao Xingguo was gone.

But at this moment, Zhao Xingguo obviously has no time to think about what Jiang Cheng thinks. In the auditorium where he is located, Jiang Cheng and Fu Fu are also absent.

Two groups of people are in the same place, but they can't see each other. The weirdness cannot be described in words.

It is false to say no regrets, but the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say anything. All he has to do now is to live by all means.

At the juncture of life and death, Zhao Xingguo forced himself to calm down, his gaze slowly swept around, and the ghost was very close to him, right beside him.

He could even feel the resentment breath.

"Da da da......"

Zhao Xingguo immediately looked in one direction, "Who? Who is there?!"

In the darkness, there was a brisk noise, as if...a person ran over, and the sound was like a child.

child......

Zhao Xingguo's face was a little stiff. He suddenly heard what had happened before. The night before, they planned to search Liu Lap's residence, but they encountered a ghost hitting the wall halfway through.

The ghost left a string of tiny footprints.

There is also the handprint on the back of the owner of the photo studio. It is not very big, and it is pitch black, as if it has been printed in the flesh.

Their previous guess was correct, this ghost should be a child.

At least the body is.

The scene around here became more and more weird. Although no light could be seen entering, the room was enveloped by a faint halo.

There is a greyish feeling, like a layer of fog.

"Snapped."

Just when Zhao Xingguo held his breath, suddenly, he was slapped on his shoulder, and he was frightened to jump up on the spot, "Who, who the **** slapped me?!"

But when he looked behind him, there was nothing.

The mental torture made his eyes red, and the blood kept pouring up his head, panting heavily, he kept changing the direction of his face, trying to find the location of the ghost.

"Oh."

"Da da da......"

"Oh."

"Da da da......"

There was the sound of fast running footsteps in the dark. Whenever he chased after the footsteps, he could only hear the child's brisk laughter, as if hiding and seeking him.

It's just that after hearing this laughter for a long time, it changed a feeling, like countless needles stabbing in the head, Zhao Xingguo felt that his consciousness became more and more blurred.

The laughter was eroding his mind.

In a daze, he felt that his shoulders were itchy, and his hands were scratching uncontrollably, but the more it was scratched, the more itchy he was, which was where he was photographed just now.

There seemed to be something moving inside, squirming slowly through a layer of skin, as if to get out.

This discovery instantly refreshed him, and an extreme sense of disgust rose from the bottom of his heart. He had never hated his body so much.

His complexion gradually became hideous, and the strength in his hands grew stronger and stronger, he even wanted to tear his skin apart and then take out what was squirming inside.

Throw it on the ground, trampling on it.

Finally, after a tearing sound, he realized his wish, staring at the large piece of skin in his hand.

He just tore it off, from his shoulder.

But the weird thing is that there is no blood or even a drop of blood on it.

He didn't feel the pain, on the contrary, deep down in his heart he still felt so good, he couldn't wait to tear off all his skin.

"Itching!" He squirmed his body in pain, "Itching!"

The feeling was as if he wanted to squeeze his whole body out of the open wound, Zhao Xingguo's remaining sanity became less and less, and more and more thinner.

While dying, he vaguely heard a call.

"Zhao Xingguo."

The voice of the incoming person was very soft, and Zhao Xingguo instinctively trusted the voice. He took a stiff step and walked towards the source of the sound.

The strange thing is that the voice seems to come from all directions, but every time Zhao Xingguo is about to stop and confirm the direction, the call will sound on time.

"Zhao Xingguo."

"Zhao Xingguo."

"Zhao Xingguo."

......

Finally, Zhao Xingguo walked to a wall and stopped. The sound came from here.

In front of me... there are paper money ingots piled up into hills, and in the corners there are still a few paper people and paper horses draped with white flags.

Suddenly, there was wind for the first time in the enclosed space. The thin paper money was blown by the wind, flying all over the sky, and the paper people and horses were also blown torsion.

But... one of the exceptions is a paper man.

It stood there from beginning to end, and it was revealed only after the two obscured paper figures in front were blown down.

Wearing a green melon hat and a bright red festive paper dress ~www.wuxiamtl.com~With a pale face, under the exaggerated and rough eyebrows, there are a pair of extremely wide, bloodshot eyes.

This is a living person!

No, it should be said that it used to be a living person, but now it is a cold corpse, just dressed up as a paper man.

It's the young man who brought them here!

I didn't expect to be left here.

Looking at this miserable look now, it is obvious that it has been dead for some time.

The next moment, the man who had been dead for a long time suddenly raised his head, his stiff face twitched, the corners of his eyes were raised, his mouth opened mechanically, revealing a strange smiling face that Zhao Xingguo couldn't be more familiar with.

The throat squirmed a few times, and then a very uncoordinated voice came out from deep in the throat: "Zhao Xingguo."

As the voice uttered, Zhao Xingguo's shoulders became more itchy, and a rustling sound came from his shoulders.

Across the wound, you can see that what is squirming inside is not flesh and blood, but clusters of dry straw.

More and more straw pierced through Zhao Xingguo's body. He was like a hedgehog covered with thorns, but he still insisted on walking forward.

Take a stiff step step by step.

At the last moment, he slammed his hand into the young man's mouth, and then, as if touching something, Zhao Xingguo's originally loose eyes suddenly focused.

His hand seemed to have penetrated into another space, and most of his arm reached into the young man's mouth, which was completely beyond explanation with reality.

After he slowly pulled out his entire arm, a grass man appeared in his right hand, with rough workmanship, and Zhao Xingguo held the grass man's neck tightly.

Like a toy, the grass man looks cute and motionless.

"Finally... caught you!"

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