Ghost, please let me go

The next moment, the wind and rain blew in through the broken windows and doors, blowing away the white mist, and there was an endless roar of thunder.

It became dark outside the window, the heavy rain swept across, and the strong wind blew into the room, rolling up the rice paper on the table that had crawled out of the tentacle monster into the air.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured it out?"

……

The weird voice continued to sound, hoarse and broken, and each word would have several twisted tones, penetrating into the ears, making one's hair stand on end involuntarily, and one's heart beating involuntarily, and every cell in the whole body was full of various discomforts and fears.

"No, no, no!"

Young Master Ye screamed loudly and waved his hands indiscriminately. His whole body was constantly twisting and changing. It seemed that he might turn into an oversized nose at any time. Struggling to change back into a human form again, but the shape of the head could not be changed no matter what, the eyes of his whole body were constantly blinking, full of malice, and even a little mocking.

Mr. Ye finally couldn't control it anymore.

He overturned the desk violently and started running outside.

Just like Pu San'er just now, she waved her hands and screamed, ran out of the study in one breath, and rushed into the wind and rain outside the door, her voice was full of uncontrollable madness.

His feet and legs have been completely distorted and deformed, turning into two thick things like tentacles, slippery and greasy, completely unable to support his body stably, he would stagger and fall after a few steps, and would fall again after falling. Get up and keep running, run a few more steps and then fall down.

As he repeatedly fell and got up, his hands also turned into two thick tentacles.Now he seemed to have turned into a ridiculously grotesque octopus, and it was also a disabled octopus with incomplete tentacles.

Lanzhi calmly walked around the overturned desk, and followed closely behind the deformed Mr. Ye with steady steps, like a spectator who had nothing to do with himself.

The moment he walked out of the room, the first thing he saw was the thick white mist that swayed slightly, and then the torrential rain.

The wind was violent and the rain was strong, and there were all flying water in the field of vision. It seemed that instead of breaking into the rain, it fell into a rushing river. Except for the rain, there was nothing to see.

Young Master Ye howled, waved his limbs and tentacles, and ran forward staggeringly.

Along the way, there were broken corpses scattered all over the place, stumped limbs and internal organs, all over the place, and the ground was soaked in thick blood, which could not be washed even by such a heavy rain.

It's like breaking into the mud plow hell.

Mr. Ye ran out of the garden in one breath, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the river of blood, and walked through the courtyards until he saw a vermilion gate.

The blood-stained, dazzling red door stood abruptly on the open flat ground, shaking and opening and closing, and creepy screams came from behind the door, not from a single person, but from behind the door. The screams of thousands of people, one after another, continued continuously, and the thunder in the sky could not cover it up.

Mr. Ye stopped in front of the Dahong door, panting heavily, and stared at the door.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured it out?"

The creepy distorted and broken sound sounded again.

Mr. Ye's expression was dull, his eyes were wood-colored, like a walking corpse, but the corners of his mouth curved into a shallow and smug smile.

He raised his hands full of mud and water to press on the gate and began to push.

The hinges made a toothsome creaking sound.

The continuous sound of thunder in the sky like a train passing by suddenly turned into a series of huge explosions, shaking the rain in the air and splashing one transparent spray after another.

In each broken water flower, there is an eye, as if peeking out through the water flower.

Thousands of water splashes collapse and disappear, and thousands of eyes flicker.

The door opened a crack.

There was a shrill scream coming from the crack of the door.

What followed was a strong stench that could not be blown by the storm.

This door is finally about to open again.

This time I can always see what is behind the door!

Chapter 889 What's in the Door

Mr. Ye put his tentacles on the door, paused briefly, seemed to hesitate, then stretched out his head and lay down on the crack of the door to peep inside.

Looking at it, it was like seeing a beautiful woman taking a bath, lying there looking at it endlessly.

I am in a hurry.

The door is right in front of your eyes, can't you see it more clearly if you push it away?What are you still peeping through the crack of the door?

As the nose of a creator, a member of the board of directors of Singularity, and one of the strongest known existences in the world created by the creator, what kind of flower girl do you think is worse than robbing women and wanton violence? No one can cure you, can you?Just open the door, and lie on the crack of the door to look at it endlessly!It's just too cheap.Didn't you see Lanzhi following behind you? He was so calm, clasping his hands, smiling, as if he was watching the excitement, and he didn't mean to keep up with peeking at all.

Hey, this Lanzhi is a bit too calm, even if he has made special settings to ensure that the world of imaginary numbers will not be tossed about, he can't be so calm as an unresponsive robot.

Look at this weird and bloody environment, look at this horrific and bizarre twist, how scary and terrifying it is in the style of Crusu, if this is used to make a movie, the box office can't be worse than Shanghai Baobai, right? Arrange two more small fresh meats, one-tenth of the Wolf Warrior II can always be worth it!

But now, corpses are scattered all over the place, the protagonist has turned into a tentacle monster, and is about to come into contact with the evil god face to face, and a little girl next to her is watching the fun with her hands folded, as if she will take out melon seeds from her sleeve at any time to eat a couple of mouthfuls , this is too dramatic.

If it weren't for watching the live replay now, I really couldn't help but yell at this little girl, let alone a supporting role, even if it's a group performer, you have to be dedicated, at least pretend to be a little frightened Is your expression okay?Have you seen the self-cultivation of Stanilavsky's actors?With your current expression, what if Mr. Ye turns around and sees you, and beats you like a BOSS in no time?

I'm in such a hurry, why don't you see Mr. Ye make any next steps, it's as if the door is glued shut.

Why not, I'll take a second look too, otherwise waiting here is a waste of time, isn't it?

I simply jumped on top of Mr. Ye, lay on the crack of the door, and looked in.

There is no wind and rain, no white smoke, only darkness.

Very thick darkness, sticky feeling, so stuffy that people can't breathe, people can't wait to split this darkness into pieces.

The screams of countless people came from this sticky darkness.

The darkness covered all vision, and nothing could be seen clearly, only the irresistible fear was real.

It is more intuitive and more impactful than watching the memory stored in the memory storage system.

I can clearly feel that something rushed into my mind the moment I saw the darkness in the door, and quickly formed a feeling in my heart that swept my whole body, no, it swept my soul, and it’s not right, I am now No soul, anyway, it is a very deep fear that definitely does not only come from the body, but from certain places at a deeper level.

It seems to be suffering from a fear that I thought I had forgotten, but in fact it is still deep in the depths of my genes, and I can't forget it even after countless reincarnations in 1000 years and 1 years.

Your uncle, it's too dark in here, I can't see anything clearly, okay?

Of course, you are not afraid of darkness, as long as you have light.

God said that there must be light, so there must be light!

I took out my phone, turned on the flashlight function, and took a picture inside.

Lying in a big slot!

In the crack of the door, close at hand, there is a bloodshot eye, lying on it and looking out, the position is even with the place where I lie, basically eye to eye!

Those eyes were full of madness and fear, as if they hadn't closed their eyes for many days, the dense blood red almost dyed the entire eyeballs red, and the black eyes were almost covered by blood!

This is so frightening!

How come there is an eyeball popping out to play with my eye when it is so good?

Although we are more courageous now, we still can't hold on to such a strong stimulus. We shuddered on the spot and almost threw our phone away.

I'm a clever guy, I jumped off the head of Mr. Ye, pressed the little heart that was thumping around, took a few breaths, calmed down, moved to the side of Mr. Ye's head, and held the phone inside According to.

From this photo, I can see inside, there are no eyes, but an incomparably spacious space, like a huge palace.

At the end of the palace sat a tall figure like a hill.

This guy must be as high as ten floors at least. The whole body looks like a collection of countless snakes and insects. The surface is constantly wriggling, which makes me suffer from dense phobia.

Looking up, this guy has three heads, a sheep's head, an eagle's head, and an octopus's head. The octopus's head is facing the gate, revealing a very evil, distorted, and beating-worthy smiling face. There were plumes of black smoke coming out.

Ouch, isn't this image the demon god Xu Daoye saw after he went in to save people?Mr. Ganqing Ye finally entered the door, and had a pleasant exchange with the three-headed monster.

So, this is the thing inside this door?Although it is quite Cthulhu-style, quite standard super villain style, full of dungeon housekeeper BOSS, but compared with my previous feelings, it is not scary enough at all, and it cannot be called genetics engraved deep in the genes fear.

What's more, now that I can see so clearly, it doesn't increase my sense of fear. Instead, I feel a little bored!

Moreover, can the flashlight on my mobile phone illuminate so far and wide?This is just an ordinary mobile phone, but without any magical powers, it can directly illuminate such a large palace, and can also clearly illuminate the face of such a large monster?Obviously there is a problem!

I thought about it, turned off the flashlight, and looked closer, um, it was still the scene just now.

So, in fact, only when I look inside is an indescribably terrifying darkness, right?

Why am I so special?And isn't this watching a live replay?This is treated differently and discriminated against. Who am I provoking?

I was not reconciled, so I jumped on Mr. Ye's head again, and first looked in through the crack of the door. It was still the suffocating darkness, so I quickly moved my head away, and raised my phone to take a picture inside. .

Ouch, the eyes are gone this time, instead there is a handsome figure, half-bent in a weird way, with its neck stretched out, as if peeping at the beautiful woman taking a bath, holding a sparkling glass in one hand. It seems that the scene I see is too dark, so I want to illuminate it and see it clearly!

No matter how you look at it, this figure looks familiar.

I approached the door carefully.

The figure inside also leaned forward and leaned forward.

Finally saw the man's face clearly!

8 Chapter Ninety Shadow Play

Lying in a big slot!

This face looks familiar!

Recently, not only can I see it in the mirror every day, but occasionally I can see it in reading past memories.

The one inside the door, lying on the crack of the door and looking out, was actually me!

Could it be that the inside is actually a mirror?

But I immediately dismissed this speculation.

Because, I can clearly see my face and the expression on my face in the door.

It was a distorted face.

It seems that he is suffering from great pain, so that his nose, eyes and mouth are all a bit misaligned, but under such painful distortion, the expression revealed is a weird smile, so that the whole facial image reveals a Disturbingly evil and eerie.

Especially the pair of eyes, which are so red that they almost bleed, don't worry about how majestic and heroic the character is, with such a pair of eyes, he can become a villainous boss in minutes!

The protagonist who has no doubts about his own justice, how can he sleep so badly that his eyes are bloodshot?

Only a villain with a dark heart who thinks about harming others every day can do this!

How can a youth like us, who is destined to take over the whole world at seven or eight o'clock in the morning, be unable to sleep... Speaking of which, when was the last time I went to sleep?

Well, anyway, in short, no matter what, the peeping guy looks so wretched, even if he puts his face in my face, it can't be me!

I was thinking about it, when I saw the corner of the guy's mouth suddenly grinning, revealing a very lewd and unique SM kind of pained and happy smile, "Have you figured it out yet?"

Your uncle's!

Scared me!

This movement is familiar!

All the words "Have you figured it out" are all about this movement!

The words "Great Love" were said by the guy hiding my face in the door!

I couldn't bear it and asked, "What do you want to figure out? Just asking a question without preconditions, how can someone answer?"

This sentence blurted out, and I just remembered that I was watching the recording and playback of the world of imaginary numbers, and not reading my own memory. How could the other party reply to me?

However, to my surprise, as soon as I uttered these words, the guy inside seemed to have heard it, was stunned for a while, and then showed the classic evil villain BOSS smile, "That's right!"

To you uncle!

I'm watching the replay, not the live broadcast, can you talk about some universal scientific truths, and be honest and stop doing what you should do as a recording and broadcasting role, what kind of nonsense? !

What's wrong with this world?

Can you speak some logic!

I stared at him and said angrily, "You are the character of the show, what kind of nonsense you talk about, if you want to be haunted, go to the supernatural show, don't use me here!"

The guy in the door didn't answer me this time, but started to back away.

As he retreated, the darkness that was originally too thick suddenly became transparent.