marry a ghost
Chapter 202
Wei Shi believed that he had encountered a highly decomposed corpse, and a strong stench came to his nostrils. At the same time, some strange rustling sounds could be heard, as well as the popping of pustules and carrion, and the slapping sound when it fell to the ground. , and the sigh-like "Hehe-" sound from those ghosts or corpses.
Wei Shi felt that the blood flowing in his body was already cold, frozen into lumps, and blocked blood vessels.
The soybeans worked. As soon as Wei Shi let go of Luo Zhiyong, he immediately lay down on the ground, vomiting non-stop, streams of foul-smelling black water sprayed out of his mouth, his hands were in pain, scratching the concrete floor, nails Cracked, blood flowed horizontally, they all said "ten fingers connected to the heart", but Luo Zhiyong didn't seem to feel the same at all.
At this moment, Wei Shi couldn't care about him anymore.
He became ruthless, raised his foot and kicked Luo Zhiyong, kicking him behind him.
The surrounding ghosts and corpses approached. When Wei Shi stretched out his hand, it seemed that he touched something cold or soft. Those things were pushed by his hand, or squeezed hard towards his body. Wei Shi felt The slight trembling of the muscles, the snapping of the bones, and the gurgling of blood.
Are these things going to squeeze themselves to death like this?Or disgust yourself to death?
Facing the situation in front of him, Wei Shi had no choice but to hold this doubt.
Soon, Wei Shi discovered that the situation was not as simple as he thought. These ghosts and corpses crowded and tried to get close to him. One corpse was pushed away by Wei Shi, and the other corpse immediately filled it up. One ghost was used by Wei Shi. The yellow talisman stopped, and another ghost followed immediately.
They squeezed, next to each other, appeared from all directions, from the sky and the earth, with Wei Shi as the center, forming a terrifying ball of ghosts and corpses intertwined. The terror in Wei Shi's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he became frightened , the surrounding air seemed to be getting less and less, only the stench from the rotting corpses filled his nose, and at the back, even the stench seemed to be gone, and what he sucked in seemed to be turned into minced meat and pus Blood, or—ghosts.
These corpses and ghosts are invading his body.
Among the dozens of fragmented corpses in the innermost part of the sphere, the upper body of one corpse passed through the abdomen of another corpse and inserted into Wei Shi's thigh, or rather, it melted into his thigh, and the ghosts, partly Ghosts, one after another, scrambled to pull Wei Shi's soul, trying to pull him out of his body, while another part of ghosts simply rushed into Wei Shi's body, trying to occupy the magpie's nest.
Wei Shi felt that he was like an overloaded car, every inch of space inside was occupied, but there were countless things trying to get in outside.It was so painful, it was as if the torture in the [-]th hell was being applied to him at the same time.
It is obvious that life is worse than death, but there is no way to die.
Not even the power to faint.
With everything that Wei Shi has learned and experienced, he is completely unable to explain what is happening now, nor can he cope with what is happening now. He can't even tremble, because there is no gap in his surroundings or body for him to Activity.
The extreme pain of the soul made Wei Shi scream silently.
Wei Shi asked for help from any unknown gods or ghosts, as long as he could get rid of the current pain, he was willing to give everything. At this moment, a voice rang in his head, "Everything?" Like a life-saving straw, he couldn't wait to answer, "Everything!" The voice didn't answer, and it didn't appear again.
Just when Wei Shi's soul was squeezed halfway out of his body, two big gray-black hands suddenly stretched out from his soul, grabbed the two ghosts accurately, and pinched them until Call.
Then, a tall figure appeared, and he threw the two ghosts into his mouth, biting them with creaking noises. After eating the two ghosts, he opened his mouth wide, lowered his waist and drew in his stomach, and sucked hard. Within a foot, hundreds of ghosts and the surrounding gray-white thick fog were swept by an irresistible suction force, and they all fell into his open mouth, and then there was another burst of creaking that made the ears sore chewing sound.
The surrounding ghosts were frightened by this beast-like evil spirit and scattered, running around.
However, it seems that there is an invisible force restraining them. No matter how they escape, the ubiquitous black hands can still catch them accurately, and they cannot escape the fate of being eaten.
This evil ghost, separated from Wei Shi's soul, concentrated on dealing with—or should I say eating—the ghosts that attempted to occupy Wei Shi's body, but those corpses ignored them for a while, when it swept away the surrounding ghosts After being empty, it gave a satisfied belch, and then turned to look at the corpses.
The evil spirit stretched out its hand, grabbed a corpse by the neck, and then threw him back forcefully. Wei Shi let out a heart-piercing scream. Most of the corpse's body had melted into his calf. Here, the pain of being forcibly stripped was like cutting off the calf.
Demons are neither stagnant nor merciful.
Amidst Wei Shi's constant screams, those corpses were quickly cleaned up, and Wei Shi's soul that had been pulled out slowly returned to its place. After a long time after cleaning up, Wei Shi fell limply on the ground, Motionless, already unconscious.
Therefore, he didn't see the gray-black evil spirit standing beside him, and a vague figure appeared in the gray-white mist, moving slowly at a moderate speed.
The ghost city that was interrupted has already been filled with ghosts, but it seems to be as heavy as a sponge that has absorbed water, and the mist that can't even be blown by the cold wind blowing over the river is more and more densely covering the river. Side Avenue.
The figure was getting closer.
He looked like a person who went out for a walk, but his walking movements were a little uncoordinated. When he stood in front of Wei Shi, revealing that pale and delicate face, he should be suppressed by "Trapping Prison" Wei Xin in the rental room.
Wei Xin's pale face seemed a little unreal in the gray mist, exuding a feeling of nothingness, he was like a corpse that could walk and move, his eyes were open, only the white of the eyes, no black eyes, and looked at him , as if being dragged into hell by him.
Wei Xin stood face to face with that evil spirit.
Wei Xin made the evil ghost taller by half a head. Although his face was unclear, he seemed to be much older than Wei Xin. Suddenly, the evil ghost took a step forward. Its body was connected to Wei Shi's soul. When it moved, Wei Shi's soul would also be unstable.
Wei Shi, who fell unconscious on the ground, seemed to feel the same thing. His body trembled violently. The soul that had just returned to its place was pulled out of his body again. The gray-white soul floated in the air, and the gray-black evil ghost, The soul of Wei Shi is like a twin lotus.
The evil spirit opened its mouth wide and let out a scream.
The surrounding dense fog rolled violently, like a sea tide. The evil ghost stretched out his big gray-black hand, probed down, and grabbed the part of himself that was connected to Wei Shi's soul. There was a scream, and if someone could hear it, they would definitely feel the endless pain in it—the ghost and Wei Shi's soul had been separated.
At the moment of disconnection, the evil ghost's head plunged forward and sank into Wei Xin's body, and Wei Shi's soul, which still had a fragment of the gray-black evil ghost's soul, also attached to his own body. Wei Shi's body shook, but he calmed down.
Wei Xin's body stood motionless at first, then, like a marionette, he slowly raised his arms, moved his legs, and then stretched out his left hand, his stiff fingers trembling, as if he refused to obey the orders of his brain However, after repeated attempts, the index finger was finally able to bend.
Bend, straighten, bend, straighten, like a game that never tires of playing, until the fingers basically recovered their flexibility, Wei Xin finally stopped the movement of his hands, he turned his stiff neck, slightly lowered, Looking at Wei Shi on the ground.
Then, like a rusty machine, Wei Xin half knelt down, stretched out his hand, hugged Wei Shi horizontally, stood up straight, and then walked in the direction he came from without looking back. He didn't even look at Luo Zhiyong on the ground.
Wei Xin, who had already been occupied by that evil spirit, seemed to have nothing in his hands. He hugged Wei Shi lightly, and rushed past on the road like a gust of wind, and returned to the small courtyard at a very fast speed. The wooden door of the rental room was half-hidden. Wei Xin pushed the door open and there was a soft creak. He couldn't see his fingers in the room, but he seemed to be able to see it. He avoided the random things in the room and walked to the bed. Put Wei Shi on the bed.
The door closed itself.
After a few soft "pops", the light bulb was also turned on, and the incandescent lamp emitted a pale light. Wei Shi stood by the bed, looking at Wei Shi who was still unconscious, he stretched out his hand, and a ray of off-white Yes, a thread like a spider's silk sank into Wei Shi's body.
Following Wei Xin's movements, Wei Shi was out of breath, his white face and blue lips were relieved, at least his breathing had gradually stabilized, and his face didn't seem as pale as before.After a while, Wei Xin raised his hand, and the thread broke immediately, and the cuts retracted into the bodies of Wei Xin and Wei Shi respectively.
Wei Shi felt that he had a long nightmare. In the dream, his body was robbed and his soul was squeezed. It was almost worse than death. In the end, what did he ask for help and what answered him? After the pain, the body and soul were embraced by a moist and cool feeling, which seemed to be greatly comforted.
The pain is over, and the consolation is all the more precious because of the unbearable pain.
Wei Shi's head felt cool, and he slowly opened his eyes under the glare of the light. When he woke up, he seemed to be a little confused about the situation, and looked around suspiciously. Why is he here?Could it be that everything just now was just a nightmare he had?
——Who is this man standing in front of her?
Wei Shi felt that the blood flowing in his body was already cold, frozen into lumps, and blocked blood vessels.
The soybeans worked. As soon as Wei Shi let go of Luo Zhiyong, he immediately lay down on the ground, vomiting non-stop, streams of foul-smelling black water sprayed out of his mouth, his hands were in pain, scratching the concrete floor, nails Cracked, blood flowed horizontally, they all said "ten fingers connected to the heart", but Luo Zhiyong didn't seem to feel the same at all.
At this moment, Wei Shi couldn't care about him anymore.
He became ruthless, raised his foot and kicked Luo Zhiyong, kicking him behind him.
The surrounding ghosts and corpses approached. When Wei Shi stretched out his hand, it seemed that he touched something cold or soft. Those things were pushed by his hand, or squeezed hard towards his body. Wei Shi felt The slight trembling of the muscles, the snapping of the bones, and the gurgling of blood.
Are these things going to squeeze themselves to death like this?Or disgust yourself to death?
Facing the situation in front of him, Wei Shi had no choice but to hold this doubt.
Soon, Wei Shi discovered that the situation was not as simple as he thought. These ghosts and corpses crowded and tried to get close to him. One corpse was pushed away by Wei Shi, and the other corpse immediately filled it up. One ghost was used by Wei Shi. The yellow talisman stopped, and another ghost followed immediately.
They squeezed, next to each other, appeared from all directions, from the sky and the earth, with Wei Shi as the center, forming a terrifying ball of ghosts and corpses intertwined. The terror in Wei Shi's heart could no longer be suppressed, and he became frightened , the surrounding air seemed to be getting less and less, only the stench from the rotting corpses filled his nose, and at the back, even the stench seemed to be gone, and what he sucked in seemed to be turned into minced meat and pus Blood, or—ghosts.
These corpses and ghosts are invading his body.
Among the dozens of fragmented corpses in the innermost part of the sphere, the upper body of one corpse passed through the abdomen of another corpse and inserted into Wei Shi's thigh, or rather, it melted into his thigh, and the ghosts, partly Ghosts, one after another, scrambled to pull Wei Shi's soul, trying to pull him out of his body, while another part of ghosts simply rushed into Wei Shi's body, trying to occupy the magpie's nest.
Wei Shi felt that he was like an overloaded car, every inch of space inside was occupied, but there were countless things trying to get in outside.It was so painful, it was as if the torture in the [-]th hell was being applied to him at the same time.
It is obvious that life is worse than death, but there is no way to die.
Not even the power to faint.
With everything that Wei Shi has learned and experienced, he is completely unable to explain what is happening now, nor can he cope with what is happening now. He can't even tremble, because there is no gap in his surroundings or body for him to Activity.
The extreme pain of the soul made Wei Shi scream silently.
Wei Shi asked for help from any unknown gods or ghosts, as long as he could get rid of the current pain, he was willing to give everything. At this moment, a voice rang in his head, "Everything?" Like a life-saving straw, he couldn't wait to answer, "Everything!" The voice didn't answer, and it didn't appear again.
Just when Wei Shi's soul was squeezed halfway out of his body, two big gray-black hands suddenly stretched out from his soul, grabbed the two ghosts accurately, and pinched them until Call.
Then, a tall figure appeared, and he threw the two ghosts into his mouth, biting them with creaking noises. After eating the two ghosts, he opened his mouth wide, lowered his waist and drew in his stomach, and sucked hard. Within a foot, hundreds of ghosts and the surrounding gray-white thick fog were swept by an irresistible suction force, and they all fell into his open mouth, and then there was another burst of creaking that made the ears sore chewing sound.
The surrounding ghosts were frightened by this beast-like evil spirit and scattered, running around.
However, it seems that there is an invisible force restraining them. No matter how they escape, the ubiquitous black hands can still catch them accurately, and they cannot escape the fate of being eaten.
This evil ghost, separated from Wei Shi's soul, concentrated on dealing with—or should I say eating—the ghosts that attempted to occupy Wei Shi's body, but those corpses ignored them for a while, when it swept away the surrounding ghosts After being empty, it gave a satisfied belch, and then turned to look at the corpses.
The evil spirit stretched out its hand, grabbed a corpse by the neck, and then threw him back forcefully. Wei Shi let out a heart-piercing scream. Most of the corpse's body had melted into his calf. Here, the pain of being forcibly stripped was like cutting off the calf.
Demons are neither stagnant nor merciful.
Amidst Wei Shi's constant screams, those corpses were quickly cleaned up, and Wei Shi's soul that had been pulled out slowly returned to its place. After a long time after cleaning up, Wei Shi fell limply on the ground, Motionless, already unconscious.
Therefore, he didn't see the gray-black evil spirit standing beside him, and a vague figure appeared in the gray-white mist, moving slowly at a moderate speed.
The ghost city that was interrupted has already been filled with ghosts, but it seems to be as heavy as a sponge that has absorbed water, and the mist that can't even be blown by the cold wind blowing over the river is more and more densely covering the river. Side Avenue.
The figure was getting closer.
He looked like a person who went out for a walk, but his walking movements were a little uncoordinated. When he stood in front of Wei Shi, revealing that pale and delicate face, he should be suppressed by "Trapping Prison" Wei Xin in the rental room.
Wei Xin's pale face seemed a little unreal in the gray mist, exuding a feeling of nothingness, he was like a corpse that could walk and move, his eyes were open, only the white of the eyes, no black eyes, and looked at him , as if being dragged into hell by him.
Wei Xin stood face to face with that evil spirit.
Wei Xin made the evil ghost taller by half a head. Although his face was unclear, he seemed to be much older than Wei Xin. Suddenly, the evil ghost took a step forward. Its body was connected to Wei Shi's soul. When it moved, Wei Shi's soul would also be unstable.
Wei Shi, who fell unconscious on the ground, seemed to feel the same thing. His body trembled violently. The soul that had just returned to its place was pulled out of his body again. The gray-white soul floated in the air, and the gray-black evil ghost, The soul of Wei Shi is like a twin lotus.
The evil spirit opened its mouth wide and let out a scream.
The surrounding dense fog rolled violently, like a sea tide. The evil ghost stretched out his big gray-black hand, probed down, and grabbed the part of himself that was connected to Wei Shi's soul. There was a scream, and if someone could hear it, they would definitely feel the endless pain in it—the ghost and Wei Shi's soul had been separated.
At the moment of disconnection, the evil ghost's head plunged forward and sank into Wei Xin's body, and Wei Shi's soul, which still had a fragment of the gray-black evil ghost's soul, also attached to his own body. Wei Shi's body shook, but he calmed down.
Wei Xin's body stood motionless at first, then, like a marionette, he slowly raised his arms, moved his legs, and then stretched out his left hand, his stiff fingers trembling, as if he refused to obey the orders of his brain However, after repeated attempts, the index finger was finally able to bend.
Bend, straighten, bend, straighten, like a game that never tires of playing, until the fingers basically recovered their flexibility, Wei Xin finally stopped the movement of his hands, he turned his stiff neck, slightly lowered, Looking at Wei Shi on the ground.
Then, like a rusty machine, Wei Xin half knelt down, stretched out his hand, hugged Wei Shi horizontally, stood up straight, and then walked in the direction he came from without looking back. He didn't even look at Luo Zhiyong on the ground.
Wei Xin, who had already been occupied by that evil spirit, seemed to have nothing in his hands. He hugged Wei Shi lightly, and rushed past on the road like a gust of wind, and returned to the small courtyard at a very fast speed. The wooden door of the rental room was half-hidden. Wei Xin pushed the door open and there was a soft creak. He couldn't see his fingers in the room, but he seemed to be able to see it. He avoided the random things in the room and walked to the bed. Put Wei Shi on the bed.
The door closed itself.
After a few soft "pops", the light bulb was also turned on, and the incandescent lamp emitted a pale light. Wei Shi stood by the bed, looking at Wei Shi who was still unconscious, he stretched out his hand, and a ray of off-white Yes, a thread like a spider's silk sank into Wei Shi's body.
Following Wei Xin's movements, Wei Shi was out of breath, his white face and blue lips were relieved, at least his breathing had gradually stabilized, and his face didn't seem as pale as before.After a while, Wei Xin raised his hand, and the thread broke immediately, and the cuts retracted into the bodies of Wei Xin and Wei Shi respectively.
Wei Shi felt that he had a long nightmare. In the dream, his body was robbed and his soul was squeezed. It was almost worse than death. In the end, what did he ask for help and what answered him? After the pain, the body and soul were embraced by a moist and cool feeling, which seemed to be greatly comforted.
The pain is over, and the consolation is all the more precious because of the unbearable pain.
Wei Shi's head felt cool, and he slowly opened his eyes under the glare of the light. When he woke up, he seemed to be a little confused about the situation, and looked around suspiciously. Why is he here?Could it be that everything just now was just a nightmare he had?
——Who is this man standing in front of her?
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