monster's bride

The townhouse that was plunged into darkness was shrouded in black mist, almost disappearing from the world.

The two female anchors used flashlights to find the house, slowly opened the door, and said the lines they had planned in advance, "Is anyone there? We heard screams when we passed by..."

In the darkness, Lu Zhizhi was seen squatting on the ground with his back to them, with the body of the "mask girl" at his feet.

From the perspective of the two girl anchors, they still couldn't see clearly what happened between Lu Zhizhi and the actress pretending to be a masked girl after they left the live broadcast room.

The two looked at each other, feeling strange about the current situation of being as quiet as a chicken.

Why doesn't this woman cry or scream? Why did the actor fall to the ground?

"that..."

One of the brave female anchors walked closer, and the area illuminated by the light of the mobile phone light was narrowed and clearer. She finally saw clearly why the "mask woman" fell to the ground.

One of his eyes was sunken and cut open, and the broken eyeball was taken out with scissors and hung to the side, with blood pouring out.

"Ahhh!--"

The female anchor took a step back in horror, rolling and crawling to meet the people behind her.

"Xiaoyue, what's wrong Xiaoyue?"

"She, she killed our actor!"

"She killed someone!"

"What? Today is Halloween, can you be tricked..."

The light of the flashlight was adjusted to the brightest and hit Lu Zhizhi. She finally reacted. She slowly turned around, her face was full of fresh blood, her eyes were white, and she slowly stood up with the pair of scissors that could kill people in her hand.

With a weird smile on her lips, she raised her arms and rushed towards the two of them.

"Ah! - help..."

In the live broadcast room upstairs, several men who were lighting cigarettes and smoking heard the screams.

The shrill screams chilled their hearts. A Yuan had already stopped the live broadcast and turned on the camera again. In the black and white picture, only the tall actor they invited was lying there quietly, dying tragically.

"A Yuan! Someone was killed! No way!"

The boy next to him quickly called the actress playing the masked woman. The phone that fell on the ground vibrated and lit up, but there was still no response.

He called the two girls downstairs who were going on an adventure again, but the phone was no longer able to get through, and even the full signal had a big cross in an instant.

The unexpected development of things scared everyone.

A Yuan, who was determined to have his own way, finally started to panic. He stood up suddenly and said, "Pack your things, pack your things quickly, let's go down and find them and leave immediately! That woman is really a psycho!"

The three men hurriedly packed the equipment and carried it on their backs. As soon as they walked out of the room, opened the door and walked out, the upward elevator arrived at their floor.

"Ding."

In the dark corridor, the bridge box suddenly glowed, and Lu Zhizhi stood in the center with his head lowered and covered in blood, holding scissors and a ball of black hair in his other hand.

She raised her face a little, and her cold and slanted eyes were devoid of human light, staring straight at A Yuan who was taking the lead.

A chill ran down the boy's spine, his heart was in his throat, and he took a step back nervously.

Lu Zhizhi walked out of the elevator immediately and threw the things in his hands over.

Her head rolled on the ground several times, and the girl anchor's frightened eyes met the eyes of A Yuan and others under her messy hair.

She had her head chopped off! ! !

There were a few more screams, and several young and strong boys pushed me back into the room and locked the door.

"Call the police! Call the police!!!"

One person was breathing heavily and dialing the alarm number with trembling hands. The signal showed that the call was not in the service area.

"Can't get out!"

All three people tried it with their mobile phones, but it didn't work.

At this time, Lu Zhizhi had already arrived at the door and twisted the door handle.

The handle turned quickly and crazily, but the door did not move at all.

"bang bang bang-"

Seeing that she couldn't turn it open or get in, she finally gave up and stopped banging on the door, and the door became quiet again.

The intense heartbeats of the three of them calmed down a little.

"Fortunately, this lunatic can't get in." As soon as A Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back, and the cool breeze seemed to slip in from the open window.

He turned to look, his mind spinning and dizzy, and he stood there as if struck by lightning. Even his voice became trembling, "She's...she's on the balcony!"

No one knows how Lu Zhizhi climbed from the wall to the balcony in just a few seconds.

She pressed against the glass door, smiled evilly, and twisted the handle.

"Click."

The balcony door was unlocked and she opened it easily.

"She is indeed a ghost! She is a ghost!"

The three of us were so busy that we rushed to the door, pushing each other.

The moment the door was opened, a pair of scissors pierced the chest of the boy who was rushing forward.

He froze in place and groaned, "Let's go." A Yuan, who was eager to escape behind him, pushed him and inserted the dagger into his brother's heart with his own hands.

When he realized something was wrong, Lu Zhizhi had already pulled out the scissors, pushed the person to the ground, and asked A Yuan with a malicious smile, "Is the live broadcast fun?"

The two remaining men backed away one after another, the current situation almost frightened them crazy.

A Yuan even weakened his legs, turned blue, and waved his arms randomly.

"Don't, don't come here!"

"Is the live broadcast fun?"

Lu Zhizhi asked again, touching his face gently with his blood-stained hand, his sinister expression softening, "How pitiful."

"No, it's not fun, we were wrong, we were wrong!"

A Yuan knelt on the ground and begged for mercy with tears in his eyes. He even took out his illuminated amulet from his clothes, trying to use Buddha's light to defeat the evil ghost.

The friend next to him who was still sane went to the kitchen and took out a knife.

While A Yuan was attracting Lu Zhizhi's attention, the two looked at each other, and the boy with the knife mustered up the courage to rush over and chop Lu Zhizhi.

The moment the edge of the knife touched Lu Zhizhi's neck, a thick black mist poured out of the stone necklace on her chest and rushed into the young man's body.

His waist was bent back at ninety degrees, and his mouth was opened wide to receive the water from the black mist. This scene simply frightened A Yuan.

"A-Amin!"

The body of the boy named A Ming bent again, his arms dangling in the air, his dark eyes glared at A Yuan fiercely, and he rushed towards him with a grin.

The tip of the knife in his hand changed direction, cutting A Yuan's body and the illuminated amulet into two sections.

The bloody killing left blood everywhere in the house. In the end, the only remaining boy, A Ming, knelt down in front of Lu Zhizhi. In his trembling eyes as he regained consciousness, he could only see an invisible hand controlling the movement of his arm. Knife, slit his neck.

In the end, he desperately said sorry to Lu Zhizhi.

Lu Zhizhi stood there without any reaction until the elevator on this floor dinged again...