The story of the wight is not complicated. As mentioned before, he fell to death at the beginning.
To be precise, he lost his footing and hit his head hard on the scaffolding, and then fell into the unsolidified cement. Because he was not conscious, he did not call for help, and other workers were not nearby. He had already suffocated to death by the time he was discovered.
If the matter ends here, then the follow-up will be just an ordinary superstitious boss hiding the corpses of workers and trying to reproduce the ancient custom of driving live piles.
However, things continue.
The rotten corpse claimed that it had not completely transformed into a supernatural being when it died in the cement. It only had a slight resentment and the transformation became extremely slow.
"But...but!!!" The rotten corpse revealed deep resentment in his words, "He...they dug me out!"
There was no air around the dead body solidified in cement. Its body was well preserved, but it was smashed and flattened during the excavation process. The huge hammer foot struck one after another, and bone-breaking pain swept through its soul.
It heard someone say it was good material, so it was taken away.
It was dug out from a pillar of the shopping mall building and placed in a separate space on the underground floor.
Altars, magic circles, spells... all were designed to trap it. Those people found sacrifices to feed it, causing it to quickly transform into a supernatural being.
"Sacrifice." Bai Su just saw, "That person outside?"
"Yes, have you seen him too?" The corpse grinned, "That's a poor man, he was tricked by those guys."
Afterwards, the rotting corpse became a supernatural creature, and naturally began to harm people driven by resentment.
From the moment it was born, dozens of people have become dead souls under its claws.
"I don't want to kill those people at all." The surrounding air gradually became colder, the red candlelight around the altar swayed crazily, and the corpse said word by word, "I, I hate it so much."
"Really?" Bai Su was not moved by the rotten corpse's story and asked flatly, "You don't want to kill all the dead people?"
Seeing something, the rotten corpse chuckled, and the hoarse laughter seemed to be blowing an old bellows: "Well, of course that's not entirely true. Lao Ma and Lao Jiang deserve to die. They took the money... took it. money!!!"
It's self-evident what he did with the money, it was nothing more than hush money.
The silence was sealed, allowing the workers to avoid talking about the disappearance of the corpse.
Seeing that the sale failed, the rotten corpse returned to its resentful look, and it continued to push the timeline back.
It was trapped by the place and became an existence like an earthbound spirit. It could not leave and could only look for prey in the mall, without any chance of harming the mall owner it hated.
"Then the guy upstairs came."
Hearing this, Bai Su tapped the steel bar in his hand twice on the ground: "Is it the Qiqiao Game Hall?"
"Yes." The corpse's head heaved up and down, "It made a deal with me."
The foreign supernatural beings made a deal with the supernatural beings inherent in the shopping mall.
The content of the transaction is also very simple. Qiqiao Game Hall will use the entire mall as its gaming venue, and it will draw humans into its venue to play games.
The Seven Skills Game Hall brings four supernatural beings, and the rotten corpse serves as the fifth. In exchange, after the game is over, the Seven Skills Game Hall will use the particularity of its own field to take away the rotten corpse.
Bai Su asked: "Four supernatural beings?"
The rotten corpse Kaka responded: "There is one toilet, one clothing store, one hot pot restaurant, and one cinema each, but I don't know their conditions because I can't go in."
This deal looks like a good deal in the Carrion, whether the Tangram Arcade succeeds or not.
The arcade won, and it took away the rotten corpse. The rotten corpse could naturally break away from the shackles of the venue and go outside to find its revenge target.
It doesn't matter if you lose in the game arcade. The surviving humans will definitely discover the anomaly in the mall, and it can also drag down the mall owner.
Therefore, its current purpose has actually been achieved halfway.
The rotten corpse chuckled again, the laughter was weird and unpleasant, and it complemented the stench around it, making Bai Li's hands itch.
The steel bar rubbed against the ground a few times as a slight threat, and the rotten corpse immediately stopped laughing.
"So?" Bai Su asked with a frown, "What exactly do you want to say?"
The rotting corpse Luo Liba talked for a long time, and Bai Su's patience bar was almost at its end.
A strong desire burst out from the dull fish eyes of the rotting corpse: "I want the owner of the shopping mall to die!"
When he saw an existence like the black-haired young man, he knew that the hope of victory in the game hall was slim. It only had a transaction relationship with the game hall, and there was no friendship. It was better to seek something after death.
Bai Su refused without hesitation: "Impossible."
The life and death of the shopping mall owner has nothing to do with him. The future affairs of the shopping mall will naturally be handled by humans themselves. As a monster, he can't even run away.
Seeing that the lion had failed, the rotten corpse could only make a more reasonable request. It could reduce Bai Su's workload without resisting, but he hoped that Bai Su would help him witness the end of the mall owner because everyone was non-human. .
This can be considered, Bai Su responded casually, picked up the steel bar and prepared to poke it.
After the rotting corpse told its story, it was ready to die on the spot, but after seeing the black-haired young man's actions, it still shouted stop.
"Wait--don't you have a more thorough method?"
The rotten corpse looked at the steel bar and felt scared. This is a physical method. It will be very painful if it dies once. If it dies repeatedly...
Bai Su said, "Yes."
The rotten corpse's eyes bulged, but the next second, the ruthless words of the black-haired young man sent it back to hell.
"But I don't want to use it."
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Once, twice, three times.
Black sludge-like blood splashed onto Bai Su's sleeves, but he didn't pay attention, and instead repeated the action of lifting nails and hammering down.
The steel bars were used as nails and penetrated the pile of soft flesh in the center of the altar over and over again.
The soft meat is a puddle of minced meat shaped like a human being. There are two fish eyes placed on the head, and there are densely packed dead fish eyes around it, which looks very eye-catching.
The rotten corpse finally compromised. In order to make itself suffer less, it confessed that it would be most effective to attack its own body in the altar.
It's the same pain, but long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain.
So Bai Su walked onto the simply built wooden platform and came to the altar.
"boom."
Every time he dropped his hand, he could hear the shrill screams of the rotting corpses, which could be heard throughout the hidden space of the underground garage, including the two humans waiting outside.
"Fa...what happened?"
Not knowing the origin of the change, the two humans could only support each other and began to think about whether to get out of the hole behind them now.
The phone still had power, but they had been waiting for more than ten minutes, and Bai Su still hadn't appeared.
Could something happen? This thought appeared in his mind for a second and was thrown away by An Xiangwen.
No way... Brother Bai is so strong, nothing will happen to him.
Silently comforting himself, An Xiangwen set another time for himself.
Wait...wait another five minutes. After five minutes, go out before the boss shows up.
The time did not reach five minutes. After about two minutes, the terrifying howling stopped, and what followed was deathly silence.
After a while, gentle footsteps came from the darkness.
The human swallowed nervously and was mentally prepared before moving the flashlight's light over.
The person who was hit by the light blocked it with his hand, and the large black and red cuffs were displayed in the light.
An Xiangwen's heart skipped a beat, and then he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the visitor put down his hand, revealing a friendly face with black hair and black eyes.
The black-haired young man was dragging a long-handled hammer in his right hand. The hammer left long drag marks on the ground. A large area of his clothes was stained with ink-like black, exuding an unpleasant smell.
Bai Su came closer and stopped, holding a card in his other hand hanging by his side.
