monster's bride

It was just his bad luck today. He didn't expect that the beautiful girl didn't come alone.

"What a bad luck..."

After wandering outside after dinner and drinking a round of wine, Cheng Ke finally relaxed and walked through a private residential area. When he arrived at the door of his house, he found a strange long-haired woman wearing a brown windbreaker at the door.

He squinted his eyes and saw through the corner of the streetlight that the woman was holding a pruning knife for cutting flowers and grass. She was squatting at the door of his house. The blade reflected the cold light and she was cutting the flowers and plants that his wife had carefully taken care of. Bits and pieces.

Cheng Ke took advantage of the wine and immediately shouted, dissatisfied: "Those are the flowers that my wife worked so hard to plant. What are you doing? Stop now!"

Hearing his voice, the woman stopped moving. After a long silence, she slowly stood up in Cheng Ke's eyes and became unusually tall. She was almost as tall as the wall.

The man was dumbfounded, "So tall?"

Where did this weirdo come from?

However, before he could figure it out, the woman wearing a mask turned around and let out a sharp scream, her vague words barely revealing a strong murderous message.

"Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell..."

She held the pair of gleaming scissors and ran straight towards him. Her speed was comparable to that of a rampaging humanoid racing car, and even the hair spread out behind her was flying like ghost threads.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

Cheng Ke screamed in fright, his calves shook twice, he took two steps back, turned around and ran away with his briefcase under his arm.

He almost used all his strength and ran forward desperately for a certain distance. Hearing the footsteps behind him getting closer and closer, he panted and turned around and ran into another fork in the road, turning left and right to turn back. The footsteps are far away.

After an unknown number of detours, the sound of running leather boots gradually became smaller and farther away, and Cheng Ke, who had reached the limit of his physical strength, stopped.

He bent over, supported his knees with both hands, panted and looked towards the deserted end, swallowed the burning dryness in his throat, and said with difficulty: "Let's get rid of it this time, right? What kind of monster is that?" "

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of running leather boots that was about to disappear quickly. The sound seemed to be coming from both sides. His expression froze. After carefully confirming that the sound was the loudest coming from the left, he saw that Under a gleam of moonlight, the figure with the windbreaker flying around immediately stood up and ran to the right.

But what was terrible was that a woman wearing a windbreaker and holding scissors also ran towards him from the end on the right, and she forced him back.

They are exactly the same! ! !

What's going on? Two of them suddenly appeared! ! !

Cheng Ke, who was caught in the middle, took back the steps he took and found that he couldn't run in any direction.

His eyes were scarlet, and he screamed in fear: "Who made this prank!? You want to play a trick on me, right? Come play a trick on me!"

He raised his briefcase and hit it hard on the woman on the left who was closest to him. He ran wildly to the right and narrowly missed the pruning scissors swung towards him.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and turned into another intersection, thinking that he could escape, his vision went black and he bumped into a stranger's chest. He took two steps back and fell to the ground. The documents in his briefcase were scattered all over the floor.

Under the streetlight, a very long black shadow enveloped Cheng Ke, and it was the woman wearing a windbreaker holding a long pair of scissors.

It seemed that no matter where he ran, he would be blocked by her.

Cheng Ke was sweating profusely from running, fell to the ground, raised his head, and shouted: "What on earth do you want to do! Who are you!"

The opposite of his fear was the sharp and strange smile of the woman Senhan.

She slowly leaned down in front of him, and slowly took off the white mask on his face.

Cheng Yan's pupils suddenly widened and trembled, and he saw the cracks on both sides of the woman's lips extending all the way to the base of her ears. If it weren't for the angular jaw and protruding Adam's apple, he would have really thought she was a terrifying woman.

But this turned out to be a cleft man with long hair!

The masked woman in Urban Murder! It's a man! And he was unlucky enough to meet him! ! !

He put his hands on the ground and moved back desperately. Remembering the strangeness behind him, he turned to look at the other forks in the road, where were the weirdos who had just been chasing him at the same time.

"Lu Zhizhi, are you beautiful?"

His shoulders were held down, and a cold voice sounded in his ears. Cheng Ke swallowed his saliva, turned his head little by little, and faced the face that was as beautiful as a fox demon in the upper half, but full of blood and flesh in the lower half.

"What...what are you talking about?" The smell of blood that penetrated his nose was rich and had a different aroma of vegetation. He was frightened into a cold sweat. His arrogance was long gone, replaced by the fear of fainting.

"Lu Zhizhi, are you beautiful?"

The weirdo repeated again and raised his long pruning knife.

"Are you pretty with me?"

Cheng Ke didn't know how to answer this question at all. The scissors were obviously pointed at his face. He knew exactly what would happen if he figured out the answer as soon as possible.

The desire to survive surged up, and he was sweating all over his face. He trembled his lips and shouted, "Of course you are the most beautiful! You are more beautiful than anyone else!!"

It’s okay to answer along the lines of words! !

"Hehe..."

The man with the weird slit smiled bloody brightly in an instant, his red flesh curled up, and his eyes narrowed fiercely, "Then you have to become as beautiful as me."

The long flower-pruning scissors cut a cold light in mid-air.

The man with the gap cut open Cheng Ke's mouth viciously, and cut off his hands when the other party resisted fiercely. Blood spattered onto the wall, a scarlet mess.

"Uh-huh!!"

The shrill screams echoed in the deserted dark place, and they calmed down after a moment.

After the blood flowed for a while, the tall man in a trench coat bent down, picked up Cheng Ke's collar, and dragged his body forward. The blood just dragged along for a long time.

Shi Yu followed the call that gradually weakened and eventually disappeared in his mind for a long time before he found the place where the incident occurred. Many people had gathered here, but apart from the bloody mess on the ground, only two severed hands were left.

Officer Yang, who was beside him, came back after making a phone call. He glanced at Shi Yu in surprise, who looked pale and was about to faint at any moment. "Is your ancestor an Onmyoji or a psychic? If it weren't for your police badge, I would doubt you." What does it have to do with the murderer?"

Shi Yu's eyes darkened for a moment, "You are thinking too much."

It's just a poor ghost family plagued by bad luck.

He turned on his flashlight and illuminated the bloodstains on the ground, which stretched to the end where he didn't know where to go.

Officer Yang said: "However, no body was found this time. The method of committing crimes is different from the previous crimes. There were only severed hands at the crime scene. Did the murderer drag the body away this time?"

Shi Yu: "Yes, I'm surprised too. Let's look for it along the road."

...

Lu Zhizhi stayed at the neighbor's wife's house until midnight, watching the haggard old lady finally fall asleep from the collapse. She was also exhausted.