Doomsday begins with a nightmare

That voice seemed to hit the hearts of the ghosts behind.

"Four in, four more in." The heads on the surrounding walls screamed.

This time it was the grandson's turn.

He and the three troubled brothers in front could only bite the bullet and walk in.

That feeling is scarier than entering the gate of hell.

Inside is a big yard.

It looks very clean.

There are flowers, grass, gazebos, water, fish, and beauties!

Sitting in front of the gazebo.

Judging by his figure, he must not be bad.

But none of the four ghosts who came in would pay attention to this, and everyone looked at the surrounding plants.

Here comes the scary place.

For example, the flowers and plants on both sides have large flowers, which look delicate and blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that in the center of the flowers is a human face.

There is also the soil under the grass and trees, all of which are buried with human heads.

Vegetation grows from the eye sockets, mouths and nostrils of these heads. This is not the scariest thing, but the scariest thing is that these heads covered with vegetation are still alive.

In other words, these ghosts still maintain their original appearance. It is conceivable that the mouths and noses grow grass, and the eye sockets grow flowers. How painful and uncomfortable it is.

Just looking at it made the scalps of the four ghosts who came in tingle.

In the pavilion, the woman was trimming things, and what she was holding in her hand was not one of the four ghosts that came in before.

The woman trimmed and cut off the other's nose.

The ghost was in great pain, but could not make a sound.

There is a tongue next to it.

Lao Suntou understood that the tongue had been pulled out.

This woman is cruel enough.

Anyway, the old grandson was terribly scared, and I guess the other three ghosts who came with him were the same. They are standing outside the pavilion, looking at the heads in the field, and at the heads hanging on the trees. They have already collapsed the edge of.

The woman in the pavilion turned her back to them and waved without looking back.

Sign them in.

None of the four ghosts, including Lao Suntou, dared not listen.

If this is disobedient, the end is to be thrown into the field, which is more terrifying than dying a hundred times.

As for resistance, the woman was held hostage and even killed.

The idea never came to me.

The four ghosts are not stupid.

This woman has an extremely strange aura, mysterious, dangerous, in a word, unbeatable.

If you do it, the end may be even worse.

At this time, the old grandson looked at the pool next to the pavilion.

It appears to have fish in it.

watch carefully.

Yes, there are fish, but there are also dead bodies of ghosts.

There are at least a dozen or even more in the entire pool.

The fish is a strange fish, small in size, with scarlet fish scales, the largest being the size of a palm, shuttling and gnawing among the numerous ghost corpses below.

The problem is, those ghost corpses are still moving, showing painful expressions, and their fingers are twitching, as if they want to escape.

But to no avail.

It can only be eaten by those strange fish all the time.

Old Suntou had laughed at Lao Lin for peeing his pants before, but now he wanted to pee too.

Pain and despair are not to be feared.

The terrible thing is that there is always pain, always despair, endless.

The four ghosts approached tremblingly, and the woman in the pavilion pointed to the four stone piers over there, motioning for them to sit down.

The four ghosts can only sit down.

Apparently they do what the woman tells them to do, without any hesitation.

"You talk first!"

Suddenly, the woman's finger points to a ghost.

The ghost was a skinny middle-aged man. The latter trembled for a while, and it could be seen that he was extremely frightened.

It stammered, but because it was too scared, it didn't know what to say.

After only a few words, the woman over there shook her head: "It doesn't sound good, and I don't understand it. Go to the water and feed the fish."

After speaking, he waved his hand.

The middle-aged ghost got up by himself, staggered, and fell headlong into the pool.

Is this over?

The remaining three ghosts really wanted to get up and run away immediately.

But there is no escape from this place.

The most frightening thing is that the human heads in the ground, the human heads on the trees, and even the ghosts in the water seem to be looking at them, staring at them, hoping that they, like themselves, will also suffer this endless pain.

As the saying goes, blessings are not shared, and difficulties must be shared!

The woman's Qianqian finger pointed to the second ghost.

This time, the second ghost was smart and told a story honestly.

The main reason is that the woman didn't say what she likes to hear, so it can only be luck.

The ghost told a joke.

Not to mention, it's pretty funny.

The woman didn't respond.

Then she came and cut the joker's head off.

At this moment, the old grandson saw the woman's appearance clearly. She was indeed very beautiful, but the problem was that she was ruthless. At this moment, she was holding that ghost's head, and in the other hand, she was holding a small pair of scissors.

The old grandson saw it clearly just now, the woman took the small scissors and cut it from the air, and the ghost's head fell off.

Next, the old grandson and the remaining ghost watched the woman trim off the head in her hand, stuffed some seeds into her mouth, and buried it in the ground.

Only the face was shown.

I believe that soon, lush flowers and plants will grow in the eyes, nose and mouth of this face.

The woman tilted her head holding the scissors, looking at the old grandson and another ghost.

The two of them were scared to pee.

I kept saying in my heart that I should choose the one next to me, not myself.

The woman began to order troops and generals.

Hit another ghost.

This ghost can only tell a horrible story.

It's funny that someone tried it just now, but it didn't work, so maybe this bitch likes horror and excitement.

What this ghost said was terrifying, and the process was very vivid.

The woman listened with gusto.

When the ghost saw that there was a door, he was also relieved.

Secretly thought that this woman liked horror stories.

But when he finished speaking, the woman came up and made him a part of a human body garden.

The stone pier under the old sun's head and buttocks was already wet.

urine.

He suddenly realized one thing, the last one is not good either.

Seeing the fate of the first three with my own eyes is like a public execution. It has no other benefits except to make myself more afraid and terrified.

It's not as refreshing as the first one.

But even if there is still a glimmer of hope, the old grandson cannot give up.

"It's your turn." The woman's voice was pleasant to hear, but in the old grandson's ears, it was similar to the death talisman of Hades.

The old grandson's mind is muddled now.

He couldn't think of more things at all, and he didn't know the story either.

Subconsciously, he told the story of playing mahjong in the reception room.

In fact, the speaking is neither vivid nor careful.

The woman frowned.

The old grandson was really scared, so he increased his speed trembling.

At this time, he talked about Lao Lin's eldest nephew coming in.

"Old Lin is my friend. His eldest nephew is called Lin Mo. After we came in, we played mahjong together. Lin Mo said it would be better to let that gambler win..."

At this time, the female ghost suddenly reached out her hand to stop the old grandson from continuing.

"You were talking about Lin Mo just now?"

The old grandson was frightened by now.

The female ghost asked again, before he realized it and nodded.

"Yes, it's Lin Mo, my friend's eldest nephew."

After the old grandson finished speaking, he noticed that the female ghost had a strange expression.

It seems to be stunned.

Frowning, as if remembering.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo, this name is so familiar."

……

Ghost town alleys.

Seeing Lin Mo 'defeating the bones and ashes' of the already deserted dummy over there, Liu Sheng came over from the corner behind.

He became more respectful.

In his eyes, Lin Mo is more terrifying than '聻'. There is no doubt about it. If Lin Mo is provoked, there will be no good results. The dummy who was killed on the ground will be the end.

At this time, Liu Sheng was glad that he was swallowed by that big tiger.

Otherwise, his current fate is not much better than that of the dummy just now.

Lin Mo called Liu Sheng over and asked him if he knew 'Lin Yuan'.

Liu Sheng nodded.

"I know, but I haven't seen it."

Lin Mo asked again if the other party knew about 'Master Zhang'.

"Of course I know. Mr. Zhang is the head of the government and has been in charge of the security of the ghost town, but he hasn't come out much in the past ten years."