The body fell to the ground.
Bai Su took a step forward, looked down over the railing.
The atrium of the shopping mall is a large open space surrounded by several booths, occupying most of the surrounding area, leaving only a small area for people to pass through.
The body fell straight to the empty ground.
It fell three stories high in an unexpected and tragic way. The violent impact caused its body to be stuck on the first floor in a twisted posture. At first glance, it looked like some heavy hammer was running over it.
Piece by piece, section by section, hard bones were hammered into powder, solid flesh and blood were hammered into mud, and various body tissues were twisted into a ball, like a piece of minced meat.
It's so finely broken that it's hard to imagine how much effort it took to make the body look like this.
Slowly, the ball of minced meat began to squirm under Bai Su's gaze.
The white fat meat slid down, and soon the red muscle fibers blended in. As if someone was deliberately stirring it, the distinct colors gradually became turbid, and the pale pink minced meat formed layer by layer.
From top to bottom, the layers extend downward in the shape of a tower, forming a thick pile.
Even if the specific location cannot be determined, people looking at the minced meat can still understand that the slowly rising flat disk-shaped top layer is the face, and the two bulging and raised white dots are the eyeballs.
Then, under the raised white dot, a slender arc was recessed, with both sides of the arc pointing upwards, slightly tilting towards the position where the ears should have been.
It's looking at him.
It smiled a malicious smile.
What does this look like? Bai Su was thinking.
He searched through the food he had eaten recently and felt that the shape of the pile below looked a bit like... Dorayaki? I’ve seen it in food gifts given at community promotions, or maybe it’s like waffles, the number of layers in waffles is more appropriate.
Thinking about the food, he secreted some saliva in his mouth, but strangely, he had not smelled the aroma of the food.
It even smells a little bit.
The black-haired young man who was holding on to the railing and thinking about something was understood by the spirit to be frightened and stunned, and it smiled even wider with satisfaction.
The squirming of the minced meat did not stop, the layers of minced meat gradually pushed upwards, and the compressed pancake expanded into a three-dimensional shape, which at first glance looked like the outline of a human being.
Then, the "man" in blood-clothed clothes completed the retracement from fragments, its corpse returned to its rotten form, and it started to move with its crooked legs.
"Boom, boom...boom!"
The crash that had been heard before sounded, first on the first floor, far away and soft, then the rotting corpse crawled into the shadow of the second floor platform and briefly disappeared from Bai Su's sight.
After that, the sound suddenly approached.
"Dong dong dong dong dong——"
"careful!"
An Xiangwen's reminder overlapped with the sound of the moving corpse, and Bai Su could feel a sinister wind hitting the back of his neck.
He leaned down to avoid it, supported the railing and kicked back. His leg hit the target, but it felt like he was sinking into a puddle of mud and sticky matter.
At the same time, there was a strong wind and a foul smell.
Bai Su felt a little uncomfortable due to the smoke. He immediately retracted his legs and used the railing as a point of strength to forcefully twist his body.
After turning around, he was almost face to face with that highly decayed face.
Black and green patches are all over the skin, and there are two holes where a pair of eyes are. The dark holes are inlaid with fish eyes of different sizes. The nose is missing, the lips are completely ulcerated, and the skin is peeled off so much that you can see the exposed gums and pale teeth.
This is a face that makes anyone lose their mind when faced with it.
Bai Su took half a step back and tapped his heels on the glass panel behind him.
His reaction was once again interpreted as fear by the supernatural being. The corpse's movements continued, and a pair of hands with bare bones put their hands on Bai Su's shoulders.
The rotten corpse took a step further. The hand holding Bai Su's shoulder suddenly exerted force and pushed him back.
Half of the black-haired young man's body was hanging outside the platform, his eyes showed a painful look, his mouth was slightly closed, and his hands were clenched tightly on the railing in an underhand posture, as if he was fighting against the rotting corpse.
At least, that's how it appears to others.
An Xiangwen, who was standing on the side, couldn't see clearly the face of the rotting corpse, but judging from the highly decomposed state of the rest of the corpse, that face couldn't be normal.
An Xiangwen, whose body had become stiff since the rotting corpse appeared on the third floor, began to think wildly, and the fleeting eyes appeared repeatedly in his mind.
Fish eyes, raised fish eyes, eyes staring at him.
There are many eyes of the dead staring at him, and he is being killed by many... many fish... many, many, many, many more!
The continuous tension of reason finally came to an end, and there was only a buzzing sound, something in the human mind was broken.
An Xiangwen hugged the wooden board in his hand and turned around and ran away. By the time Bai Su recovered from the stench, the human being had already run away and only his back was left.
After a few seconds, it completely disappeared.
What happened to the human youth? Forget it, we’ll talk about it later.
Bai Su's face was covered with a mask of pain. He really felt that the supernatural being in front of him was so disgusting that he couldn't bear it.
He raised his hand despite the stench, clenched the weapon in his hand and stabbed it to the left.
The slender metal rod pierced through the hollow shell of the rotten corpse's head with a whoosh, and pushed the corpse forward half a step to the left.
The carrion's ferocious smile stayed on its face.
How come the development of things is different from what he expected?
In its imagination, it will terrorize humans, make humans experience the pain of its past while being mentally disturbed, and finally fall down in despair, ending its life in its original way of death.
But now, this is not the case at all. Except for the first moment, it is completely unable to shake the black-haired young man in front of it.
Bai Su coughed twice with difficulty, and even pinching his nose with his left hand could not stop the stench from coming in.
It's not just an olfactory smell.
The metal rod inserted into the corpse's head suddenly pulled to the right, tearing the corpse's neck with pain. In the short time before the corpse had time to retreat, its head separated from its body and slipped along the metal rod.
The world in front of him was spinning, and under the action of inertia, the whole head flew out and shattered on the wall outside the store in the distance with a "pop", leaving a pool of viscous liquid slowly dripping down.
The rest of the body was also kicked away by Bai Su. This time, the body of the rotten corpse did not soften. It was kicked by Bai Su to another glass panel on the opposite side. It shattered and fell from the third floor.
The rain of shattered glass was extremely jarring in the quiet shopping mall.
Bai Su waited for a while before walking over. Looking through the cracked fence, he could see that there was nothing but broken glass on the ground in the atrium on the first floor.
Looking to the right again, the color of the wall that was originally covered with the foam of the corpse's head also gradually faded, as if the viscous liquid had soaked in, leaving only a trace of gray and black to prove that the supernatural had existed.
Now, here comes the new problem.
Bai Su stood there alone.
Where did that human An Xiangwen go?
