The flesh and blood tissue has almost no resistance under the blade, and is separated bit by bit.
My hands are also trembling slightly,
Cut your own neck,
I have to say this is a very exciting thing,
If you can try it once in your life, you will have no regrets. Of course, you can only try it once in your life.
The figure became more and more panicked and called me crazy.
My lips trembled, and the blood drained from my face rapidly.
Cutting your own throat is not a quick thing to do, just like you would be hesitant and fearful to prick yourself with a needle.
There is still fear in my heart, which makes my movements slow and stiff,
I still feel that I am still a little short of being able to completely slit my throat.
Looking at that arrogant figure trying to escape,
I became more determined to die together.
This may be some kind of revenge, some kind of venting,
Since it wants to attack me, it must be prepared to die with me.
Tick tock...tick tock...blood dripped down the blade.
Just when his throat was about to be completely cut,
"stop"
A voice resounded from the depths of the soul, shocking the whole body,
The arms and other limbs were immediately numb.
Suddenly a flash of fire appeared in front of my eyes,
The abyss is deep and green, without any warmth or ability to illuminate.
His vision was filled with wanton soul flames, fierce and huge,
It was as if I was standing in front of a giant fire, with the fierce soul flames dancing and burning. There was no heat, only the coldness that penetrated my limbs.
The appearance of the Soul Flame in the dark night makes everything even more bizarre and underworld.
Compared with the soul flames in front of me, the soul flames on my fingers are at best like matches played by children.
The soul flame was originally burning and rising wantonly, but now it seemed to have more directions.
The flames flowed like a river, and the next moment the figure, covered in soul flames, rushed out screaming.
"Damn it, it's going to run away." I picked up the wronged soul bone and immediately wanted to chase it.
But as soon as his mind moved, he just gave the order to his feet, and he half-knelt on the ground after taking one step.
My legs felt like they were filled with lead, as heavy as a thousand pounds.
No, my body is getting weaker and weaker, and I have no ability to move at all.
My eyes were bloodshot and I stared at the fleeing figure.
Reluctant, extremely unwilling.
Why could it escape like this?
It plotted against me so many times, pretending to be someone close to me again and again, and the old man also died in its hands.
Why can it escape unscathed? How can such a result be accepted!
"Stop, you cowardly bastard!".
The soul flames on that figure have slowly subsided.
It looked back with lingering fear, not forgetting to look at me mockingly.
It's like watching a joke, everything is a joke.
I hold the bones of the wronged soul tightly with my five fingers,
He pushed himself up, he had never been so angry.
Let you escape? Are you kidding me?
"Stop!".
I roared and threw the wronged soul bone. At this moment, my body felt relaxed, as if all the fatigue was gone.
When the figure heard the sound, he was shocked and even stopped for a few seconds.
The wronged soul bone drew a white rainbow and crashed into the fierce soul flame,
When it came out, there was a lot of stains on the bone rod.
The white and green afterimages slid rapidly, and finally penetrated accurately,
The other end of the wronged soul bone came out of the figure's body,
The soul flames on it kept burning, igniting it from within.
It knelt down and screamed, trying to pull out the wronged soul bone, but it didn't even have the courage to touch the wronged soul bone.
The soul flames ignited its inner parts one by one, and the wronged soul bones sizzled like a soldering iron.
In less than ten seconds, it completely dissipated under the attack of white smoke and green fire.
After doing this, my upright body shrank instantly and I almost fell to the ground.
Panting desperately, sleepiness, exhaustion, and soreness in the limbs came all over him.
Then a pair of shoes appeared in front of me.
Shiny little leather shoes.
When I thought about it subconsciously, I always felt that I had seen it somewhere.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed the surrounding soul flames...and suddenly thought of...a little girl!
It's the little girl on the bus, who is actually the ghost who entered into a secret marriage contract with me!
She showed up?
I don’t know whether it’s weakness or fear, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.
This is the first time I've seen her show up knowing her identity, last time she just showed an arm.
Was it really suicide that brought her out?
I slightly loosened my hand covering my neck, but the blood was still flowing.
But it seems that suicide has not been successful?
I struggled to change from the position of lying down to half-kneeling.
He raised his head, wanting to see the girl in front of him clearly.
She stood in the pitch-black darkness, and her appearance and figure could not be clearly seen.
But I can vaguely tell her height.
Short, hmm...it seems to be much taller than last time.
The terrifying soul flame seeping around her gradually dissipated, and she stood quietly without speaking.
I also looked at the hazy girl, stunned...
To be honest, she's not a stranger. She helped me kill many people, and she also protected me for seventeen years in my grandfather's words.
After all, we are acquaintances, but I don’t know what to say.
Because I don’t know her intentions, what will happen after the Yin marriage contract is completed?
Will she always be with me?
Or is it something else?
I didn't know her at all, yet I took advantage of her repeatedly.
She was undoubtedly the one who took action against the old lady of Qinglong Temple, and she was probably the one who took action against the yellow-haired ghost, as well as this time.
Her soul flame is the same as mine, but my soul flame is far inferior to hers.
After all, she only gave it to me through a secret promise, and all I gave her was a piece of candy.
A piece of candy in exchange for a wife? This is called kidnapping...
In modern society, I would have been in jail.
She was still standing in the dark, silent, and I could feel her staring at me.
I raised my tired eyelids and thought about how to speak,
After thinking hard, I finally decided to thank her first.
Although grandpa said that she would kill me, somehow after the promise was completed, she was no longer the one who harmed me.
After stumbling for a while, he said sincerely:
"Um...thank you for protecting me for seventeen years, otherwise I would have died the day I was born...".
As soon as the words fell, the girl suddenly made some movement,
Cha... She took a step forward slightly, most of her body still buried in the darkness.
A small hand as delicate as jade stretched out,
I was stunned,
What is she going to do?
The unknown about her makes me curious about everything about her, her reactions and actions.
That little hand slowly came to me...
She seemed to touch my face.
I unconsciously slowed down my breathing, and my sleepiness and exhaustion became less intense.
"Snapped!".
He slapped me hard on the face with fierce force,
Suddenly my mind is blank,
When I fell to the ground and my face was burning and painful, I thought about what happened?
My exhausted spirit and body can no longer hold on,
This is the grass that breaks the camel's back.
.........
When I woke up, I saw a pure white ceiling and the smell of disinfectant filled the air.
Look around again, white beds, hanging needles...other patients...
He blinked and was confused for a while, then moved his body to sit up.
As expected, he was in the hospital with a needle in his hand.
Besides me, there was an old man in a patient's uniform in the ward, half lying on the bed.
Click bang... The door to the ward opened, and a beautiful nurse in pale pink uniform walked in.
She skillfully came to my side and helped me change the sling bottle.
I wanted to ask something, but as soon as I moved my mouth, I felt a tearing pain on the left side of my face, and half of my head hurt.
I grinned and covered the left side of my face, and then I realized that the left side of my face was swollen.
The nurse quickly put down the things in her hands and took my hand off: "Don't touch it with your hands."
"I still need to continue taking medicine."
Then she disinfected my left face and put some ointment on it.
I took a photo with my mobile phone and saw that besides being red and swollen, there was a small handprint on the left side of my face.
There is no doubt that she slapped me, no, why did she slap me?
Did I say anything rude? I just say thank you.
As I thought about it, I had another guess in my mind. Could it be that she hit me because I committed suicide?
When applying the medicine, the nurse muttered in confusion: "Which child is so cruel? It doesn't look like a child's strength."
I twitched the corner of my mouth and laughed: "Maybe it was a ghost who beat me?"
The nurse rolled her eyes at me and said, "I think you look like a ghost and you keep telling lies."
