The skin on her body was as pale as her face, and on her chest was a branding scar.
I suddenly thought of something. In the past, during interrogations, people would use torture to extract confessions. They would burn a hot iron in the fire until it was hot, and finally press it on the person's chest, leaving a permanent scar...
I stared straight at the hideous scars on the female corpse's chest. My scalp exploded instantly and my eyelids twitched uncontrollably.
After pausing for a moment, I pulled her clothes back up, but my heart felt unusually heavy.
Once again, I used the remaining rope to wrap her around my body.
During this movement, I turned my back and carried the female body on my back.
After all this was done, I looked up at the crack above. Now I could no longer see the shadows of the old water ghoul and the water ghoul king.
There is no other way or choice, I can only go out first...
After getting through the slightly thick crack, I quickly climbed towards the outside. The resistance of the water flow was very small, and the field of vision brought by the underwater flashlight was also good. From this angle, I could vaguely see the outside of the crack.
There are many corpse-recoverers floating in the water. They all look dull and unconscious, as if they are standing corpses. They are floating up and down and left and right with the current. It is eerie and eerie. Just a glance will make people's hair stand on end.
How similar is this scene to the last time we came down to rescue someone?
Withdrawing my gaze, I accelerated my climbing speed. It only took about two or three minutes to climb to the edge of the crack.
When I got out, something even weirder happened... The long hair of the female corpse I was carrying wrapped around my body like a conscious arm...
The chill in my heart became even worse, but I didn’t know if it was the female corpse causing trouble, or if it was just my movements when I crawled that happened to make my body tangled in her hair.
I tried my best to control my messy thoughts and looked up at the corpse collectors floating unconsciously. They were the ones who came out to rescue me just now.
The rest of the people did not move. Including Liu Wensan, they all maintained their original lineup.
This made me somewhat relieved. Finally, they didn't mess up. Otherwise, there would definitely be problems.
He suppressed the shock in his mind, did not let himself relax, and quickly cleared his thoughts in his mind.
I finally understand now that the formation of the Sixteen Innate Hexagrams must have played a protective role, and the reason why I did not encounter evil spirits should be because of my fundamental differences as Mr. Yin and Yang.
Throughout the time I have been learning Onmyojitsu, basically everyone has been hit by it, but I have rarely been hit by it.
Those who stayed in the formation looked obviously surprised when they saw me.
Especially Liu Wensan. He raised his hand to wipe his smooth head and waved a gesture towards me, obviously looking frightened.
The next moment, he immediately patted the ghost sword on his waist.
Of course I understood what Liu Wensan meant, so I immediately took out the ghost knife from my waist, quickly stepped forward, and approached a corpse-recoverer who was haunted.
But I didn't scratch him with the guillotine sword. Liu Wensan's previous method worked, but it still hurt people. At this moment, these corpse fishers have not been in the water for a while. If they hurt them, they have to be brought to the surface. There is no such thing as underwater now. After finishing it, we still can’t go up.
As my thoughts settled quickly, I used the guillotine's side with the magic spell to press it directly on the edge of the corpse-recovering man's diving mask, where the fontanel was.
The fontanel is the acupuncture point of the soul. The body of the man who retrieved the corpse trembled suddenly, and his distracted eyes suddenly regained their clarity.
I immediately held down his shoulders to prevent him from struggling wildly. I carefully identified the words on his chest, moved my body, and pushed him back toward where he should be!
During this process, he woke up completely and was obviously frightened. His first reaction was to punch me.
The next moment he saw it was me, he stopped his movements.
Of course I know the reason for this.
I also carry the corpse of a woman in a red wedding dress on my back. Fortunately, these corpse hunters are brave. If it were an ordinary person, I would be scared to death the next moment. .
Soon, I pushed him to the position where he should be. The other corpse collector immediately raised his hand to hold him down, helped him return to the formation, and used hand gestures to signal him not to move, and then used lip language to communicate with him. Looking at the situation just now.
During this period, I noticed that the corpse collector seemed to be looking in a direction to the right.
This action is obviously still a little dazed.
I also glanced in the direction where the man who retrieved the body was looking. At one glance, I suddenly felt a chill in my heart.
That direction is where I found the first corpse buried in the sand...
There was a lot less sand in the river at the moment, and the bodies of the people who fished them out floated a lot.
The few rocks next to the corpse of the corpse were removed at some point...
A dark corpse lay on the river sand.
It was as strong as a calf, with pitch-black fur and an extremely sinister and fierce aura. Just looking at it a few times made people feel panicked, as if it would jump up at any time and bite people's necks off...
And its head seems to be facing our direction, as if it is looking at us...
At this moment, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in my ears, as if someone was blowing on me.
But this is in the water, and what is being blown is the current, which becomes a wave of cold touch.
My whole body was filled with excitement. Did the female corpse speak?
My right hand quickly reached towards the back shoulder and straightened the female corpse's head. At the same time, I never took my eyes away from the dark corpse.
After a moment, I recognized it. It looked like a dog corpse, but it was much larger than an ordinary dog...
My mind trembled, thinking of the wedding dress on the female corpse behind me, and the dog corpse, and suddenly I thought of a description of Yin magic in the House Sutra.
There is a god sitting at the tail of the Tengu evil spirit, killing women and other evil spirits!
When my thoughts reached this point, I was shocked!
This Jiang Pan's daughter... didn't commit suicide by jumping into the river back then!
