"Feel sorry......".
"What's the meaning?".
The edge of the dagger showed red light, which also reflected Lao Liao's dull face.
I remained silent and raised the dagger slightly.
The spine of the knife was pointed at Lao Liao, and a silver light flashed to recapture his gaze.
Lao Liao's dull expression changed slightly. The squirming tumors on his face were reflected in the reflection of the knife blade with cracked eye-rims.
It was ferocious and weird, and the most terrifying face seemed to be smiling at him.
It was as if he was mocking Lao Liao, mocking Lao Liao's attempts to survive, digging out the tumor,
After escaping from the Four-Eyed Celestial Master, he still couldn't escape the ominous face of this flesh-faced person.
"I...my face...it's growing on my face!".
Lao Liao roared in disbelief. He immediately grabbed the tumor with his hands.
His five fingers tore his face apart like a deformed plastic bag.
The fleshy face struggled and swayed in his palm, struggling against his fingers.
After tearing several times, the sarcoma area was covered with blood, and Lao Liao's teeth were chattering in pain.
"No...can't keep it...can't keep it on me"
"I will be killed...I will be killed by the Paranormal Countermeasures Bureau!".
The sarcoma face almost grows on the flesh. Tearing that thing is no different from tearing your own flesh. It is easier said than done.
Lao Liao shed tears in pain but failed.
Finally he turned his gaze to me, to the dagger in my hand,
I knew what he was thinking, so I took a step forward and put the blade against the edge of the sarcoma face.
That sarcoma face seemed to feel dangerous,
The mouth is constantly opening and closing with strands of flesh attached to it, and the eyes formed by the ravines are extremely sinister.
I stared at the sarcoma face and an idea came to my mind, and I dropped the dagger from my wrist without hesitation.
What changed was that I grabbed the sarcoma face with my palm, and with a sizzling sound,
A large piece of flesh fell to the ground,
"It's gone." Lao Liao covered his face in confusion. After waking up, he was shocked.
He then raised his foot and stepped hard on the sarcoma's face, and slapped him several times as if to vent his anger.
"Many...thank you very much".
He trembled in surprise: "How did you do it? I still have it on my back. You can continue to help me get it off my back."
He touched the flesh on his back and began to take off his clothes.
Suddenly, his movements stopped and his hand slid down, a metallic luster flashed briefly.
boom!
The bullet engraved with strange talismans grazed my forehead,
Lao Liao's eyes were filled with blood, and he held the gun and fired continuously.
I dodged the bullet and turned the dagger on my wrist, stabbing into Lao Liao's throat with precise coldness.
Zhila...blood couldn't stop overflowing from Lao Liao's throat.
But Lao Liao didn't cover the wound immediately.
Instead, he continued to shoot at me,
I stared at his movements with my heavy eyes, and with my other hand, I stabbed the knife deeper and stirred it.
It wasn't until the redness in Lao Liao's eyes slowly faded and the convex fleshy face on his left shoulder gradually flattened that I took two steps back.
Lao Liao fell to his knees on the ground, blood dripping.
The blood-stained dagger in my hand fell naturally, and I felt very complicated.
Lao Liao was still affected by the sarcoma face. The sarcomas on his face were dug out, but there were more sarcomas on his shoulders.
Digging it up is not the solution at all, and certainly killing people is not the solution either.
But killing Lao Liao is the only way at present.
Old Liao had a wife and children, but he was stabbed to death by me like this.
It was my fault? Should I blame myself?
I think my self-blame can only arise after I actually avenge Lao Liao and find out the cause of the sarcoma face.
It’s not me who really made Lao Liao and the Taoist priest from Fulong Mountain suffer this kind of thing.
What I can do is remove the source of sarcoma face and put an end to this ominous thing. Happen again
When I was thinking about that sarcoma face, something strange at my feet caught my attention.
I saw that the blood shed by Lao Liao did not spread freely.
But there is a planned flow, as if outlining the words,
I have seen this method more than once. It is the intervention of the Zhang family curse on me.
Blood flows into a line of words:
"Go straight to the front room. If you encounter someone knocking on the door, you must avoid that room. Always make sure your shadow is still there."
There is only so much information in this sentence, but it is the most practical for me who is confused and confused about the future.
I don’t think the Zhang family’s curse will allow me to wander around here.
I am different from them,
Only I can enter the Zhang family's ancient house. How can I get around without some privileges?
Follow the instructions written in blood,
I opened the door in front and walked in,
This is another room that is exactly the same. Follow the words in blood and continue moving forward.
After I opened about three or four rooms in a row, I finally noticed something unusual.
There are four doors in this room. In addition to the door I came in, there is a door on the left and right in front.
There was a knock on the door on the left after I came in.
After I noticed, there were several knocks on the door on the left.
As if to get my attention,
The words in blood remind you to avoid doors with knocks and always pay attention to whether your shadow is still there.
I just happened to look back, and under the red light coming from the window,
There is not much difference between my shadow and my body, and it follows me honestly.
There was a knock on the door on the left. Naturally, I had to avoid it.
So you can only choose one of the two doors on the right and the front.
According to the word in blood, I continued to choose the door in front, and I walked over resolutely.
I put my hand on the door and was about to push it open, but before my palm could exert any force,
There was just a creaking sound, and the door opened by itself.
There was some red light mixed in the darkness, and a hand like a dead tree and vine suddenly stretched out from the crack of the door and touched it.
A pair of weathered gray eyes were revealed from behind the crack of the door.
I stepped back slightly, but before I could make a move, the person behind the door spoke first: "Baby, where are you going?"
The voice sounded very old, just like the age reflected by the hand stretched out from the crack in the door.
"Baby, you can't stay in this place."
"How did you get into this damn place?".
I asked curiously: "What's so bad about this place?".
This old man should not be in the same group as Sitong Tianshi and others, so that would be interesting.
This person was the first thing in the tomb that I encountered after coming in.
The old man behind the crack in the door said nervously: "How can we treat people in this place? There are ghosts in this place!".
Me: "Is there a ghost?".
The old man was extremely frightened and said: "This place is not only haunted by ghosts, but also ominous."
"Anyone who enters here will either encounter something bad or die when they bump into those guys."
"People who break into this place will be infected with the evil spirit in this tomb, and their skin will have faces. There will be more and more of those faces. People who are infected with the evil will become less and less like themselves. People with that kind of face will not No one can survive a good ending."
He should be talking about the sarcoma face, and his words are basically consistent with what Lao Liao mentioned.
People who enter this tomb will encounter bad luck and develop a sarcoma face. This old man obviously knows a lot.
