The death curse stained on the red dress spread to the female anchor, and she was still holding the woman in the red dress.
The rumors turned into a knife and pierced the scar on the heart of the woman in the red dress. The female anchor was covered in blood after being cut, but she still did not let go.
The incurable terminal disease turned into poison, seeping into the female anchor's body bit by bit. Her beautiful face became haggard, her muscles withered like dried flowers, she lost her beauty and her healthy body, but she
Still holding the red skirt.
"Nothing will make me let go."
"I knew I was terminally ill, but my parents and doctors never told me when I would leave. I was born with despair, but they gave me hope to live every day."
"I want to share this hope with more people and let them all see it!"
The withered bodies merged together, and blood vessels flowed on the red skirt, washing away the death curse and spreading out in all directions.
"Even if my life is destined to be miserable, I will weave a bright red dress with blood, walk with my head held high, walk through the night, and embrace the rising sun!"
The blood-red dress is like the most dazzling flower on the other side. When she blooms, all the red in the world is eclipsed.
The resentment, yin energy, pain and despair in her heart all became subordinates under the skirt. The death curse was washed away. The red skirt seemed to have broken something in her body. Her body and aura were soaring infinitely.
At this time, the red skirt is constantly approaching the fused Xiaoba, but unlike Xiaoba, she has absolute control over her own resentment!
The red dress fluttered under the death curse. The woman in the red dress looked at Han Fei, who was attracting the attention of the jumping ghost.
Scenes of brief but unforgettable scenes flashed through my mind. The red skirts scattered on the ground were picked up and pieced together piece by piece, and the walkie-talkie wrapped in it fell from the top floor. The face that was getting farther and farther away was now...
Getting closer.
Why did you leave me there alone?
Wait, I'll pick you up.
You saved us before, now I'm here to help you stop her.
If I can still live, I hope we can be friends.
"You are clearly trapped in the depths of despair, but you still insist on giving hope to others. You now...are like me before."
With the little girl in his arms, Han Fei was forced into a desperate situation. As he continued to retreat and his back hit the wall, a footstep sounded from the other side of the corridor.
When he was about to turn his head to look, the field of vision in his eyes was completely occupied by the red dress.
An unimaginable amount of resentment crazily hit the jumping ghost's body! It almost crushed the jumping ghost's body!
Countless black characters disappeared instantly, and then slowly emerged from the body of the ghost who jumped from the building. It seemed that as long as the ghost jumped from the building did not die, the death curse would continue to emerge.
The fused red skirt has been infinitely close to the top resentment. Some kind of change has occurred in her body. Now she seems to be different from other resentments.
When the ghost who jumped off the building was dragged away again, the divorced mother and the syringe girl also approached one after another, and there was a vague connection between them and the ghost who jumped off the building.
They can feel the commonality with each other, but they can't get along with each other. It's like there is a thorn in everyone's heart, hindering everything.
"Why not?" Han Fei looked at the girl in his arms: "Can you make them become themselves again?"
The girl shook her head.
"They treat you as their child, which shows that human nature is very important in their hearts. They also understand this, but there seems to be some problems." Han Fei frowned: "Zhuang Wen's child is dead. The reality is
The body of the baby was buried on the balcony. If the girl in front of them was regarded as their own child, then who would be buried in the balcony of 1244 now?"
Han Fei discovered the key point. This was also the case when he played the dead building game before. As long as he dug up the corpse on the balcony, he would die violently.
When Hongqun tried her best to delay, Han Fei took the little girl and ran to the top floor again.
The door of room 1244 had been destroyed by the jumping ghost. Han Fei stepped on the talismans on the floor and ran directly to the balcony.
When I opened the balcony door, everything I could see was sticky blood and scratches.
Han Fei took out the death knife and together with his companions pried open the floor tiles covered in thick blood.
A wooden box covered with talisman paper appeared in front of Han Fei. The box was exactly the same as in reality. Just looking at the box, he even had the illusion that he had returned to reality.
Carefully taking out the box, Han Fei tore off the talisman paper and slowly opened it. The scene in front of him left Han Fei speechless.
There is a baby's body in a wooden box covered with talisman paper. It is covered with butterfly patterns and densely written with black and red death curses. In addition to these, there is a broken butterfly wing inserted in its heart.
, all patterns and death curses spread from those wings.
"This is the source of Zhuang Wen's pain and hatred. Doesn't Butterfly even let go of a dead baby?"
The baby's soul was gone, and the box contained only a corpse used to warm butterfly wings.
"Perhaps by destroying it, Zhuang Wen's body can be fused together."
Holding the death knife, Han Fei looked at the little girl next to him. He didn't know if this was the right thing to do. He had no choice now.
"Wait a minute." The little girl suddenly stood in front of the corpse and grabbed the wooden box: "I want them to take a look and they will understand."
The girl represented Zhuang Wen's remaining humanity. Without waiting for Han Fei to speak, she ran out of the house holding the wooden box.
When the talisman papers on the wooden box were torn apart, there was already a slight connection between the jumping ghost and several memories.
Back downstairs, the little girl ignored Han Fei's obstruction and ran towards the crazy jumper with the box in her arms.
"Give me my baby back!"
"Your child is dead." The girl stumbled and ran among the blood, much like her young self struggling to live in the exorcist's house: "It is here, it is dead, and there is no way to come back!"
"
The little girl's words attracted the attention of the jumping ghost. When the jumping ghost looked at her, she directly grabbed the baby's body in the wooden box.
"Don't be crazy about it anymore. It definitely doesn't want its mother to go crazy because of it! You should understand, because you thought the same way when you were a child!"
Zhuang Wen's mother was bewitched by ghosts and used her as a bargaining chip to live in an exorcism home.
The girl kept saying those words, and the syringe girl and the divorced mother gradually calmed down, but the jumper not only did not calm down, but became even more crazy!
She keeps repeating death and killing in her mouth, she still wants to kill everything she sees, and she wants to drag all the happy people to fall from the tall buildings.
"If you touch me, you will die! You will die!"
The death curse on the jumping ghost is getting stronger and stronger. She refuses to merge with other memories, and even looks at other memories with murderous intent!
"You can't convince her." Han Fei walked to the little girl.
"If we can't fuse the memories after you destroy the baby's body, then she will follow you forever and hunt you down." The little girl made a difficult decision. She reached out to Han Fei and said, "Give me the knife.
Let me cut this body into pieces."
He looked at the little girl in surprise, but Han Fei did not hand over his knife. Since he took the little girl out of room 1224, the system has prompted him to fight to the death with the ghost who jumped off the building.
"I'll do it." Han Fei shook his head and raised the death knife: "You can't hold my knife."
This chapter has been completed!