"Grass!"

No one can understand it.

I thought of Du Gui like this, watching helplessly as a paper hand came out of his pocket and stretched towards his neck, and that feeling of bewilderment and horror.

at this time.

He was carrying a casserole of soup.

Everyone was in a panic, and all they could think about was running away.

Try your best to escape.

The hand was getting closer and closer to his neck.

In the blink of an eye, he held Du Gui's neck.

He just opened his legs and ran a step, and then his whole body froze completely.

The moment the paper hand held his neck, a bone-chilling chill invaded his body without any warmth, and his entire skin turned pale at an extremely fast speed.

I don't know if he is scared or if he is going to be assimilated into a ghost.

And, what's even more unfortunate is that the moment his body froze, his body's center of gravity inevitably tilted.

There was a snap...

The whole person fell heavily to the ground.

The pot of soup held in both hands was also raised high, and it would shatter into pieces as soon as it hit the ground.

At this moment.

Du Gui was exhausted, his mouth was slightly open, but he couldn't breathe a trace of oxygen.

His head was even more dizzy.

His eyes were drooped, and his black pupils shrank and widened, making him look extremely strange.

A cold aura also slowly emanated from his body.

In Du Gui's mind.

There are even some broken pictures flashing.

He saw a barren mountain surrounded by withered yellow weeds, and his line of sight continued to extend forward as if from another person's perspective.

Passing through the wild grass and submerging into the barren mountains.

Passing through a forest that looked like it had been burned by fire, he saw a dry well.

And when he saw the dry well, the water at the bottom of the well was also rising crazily.

Inexplicably, Du Gui was extremely resistant to that well in his heart.

But his perspective kept moving toward the wellhead.

final.

The perspective penetrated into the bottom of the well, staring downwards.

The bottomless well water presents a strange clarity, and you can see the bottom at a glance.

And at the bottom of the well.

I could vaguely see the outline of a blurry figure.

And, he also raised his head and looked up.

His eyes didn't move.

Don't know why.

By this time, Du Gui no longer had any resistance in his heart, and instead felt a different kind of indifference and calmness.

In other words, his consciousness and that perspective are mixed together.

And just then.

There was a snap.

All I could hear was a crashing sound.

The paper hand holding his neck suddenly let go.

A large mouthful of oxygen was sucked into Du Gui's lungs.

"Huhuhu..."

Du Gui suddenly came back to his senses, and his pale complexion was instantly filled with blood.

His eyes were sore.

But he stared intently at the paper hand across his chest.

This hand was trembling crazily, as if resisting some invisible force. One second it wanted to grab Du Gui's neck, and the next second it let go.

"What happened?"

Du Gui was pressed down by the ghostly hand stretched out from his pocket, unable to move at all.

His mind was running wildly.

Glancing ahead from the corner of his eye, he saw the broken pieces of the casserole right in front of him, as well as the soup spilled on the floor, mixed with vegetable scraps, and some black hair.

"Did this pot of soup save me?"

Du Gui couldn't believe it, but when he thought about the sound he heard just now, it was clearly a casserole being smashed, and the paper ghost hand that was supposed to kill him was spreading all over the floor every time he let go.

The soup is too watery.

"It wants the soup I made when I was sleepwalking?"

When this idea first emerged.

The ghost hand gave up on Du Gui and stretched out directly, and another paper ghost hand also emerged from Du Gui's pocket.

First the hands...

Then the head, shoulders, upper body, lower body, legs...

A body completely made of paper, as light as a weight but as soft as a poisonous snake, was incredibly soft and crawled directly out of Du Gui's pocket.

His body could feel the nausea coming from the bottom of his heart when the paper man passed by him.

Goosebumps appeared on the skin.

Every hair on his body stood on end.

The paper ghost crawled forward on hands and feet, lowered his head and licked the soupy water on the ground.

The floor is too dirty.

It looks like a licking dog.

Du Gui saw this.

Hope immediately surged in his heart.

Because after the paper ghost lost contact with himself, his body completely recovered from the state of being unable to move.

He climbed up without hesitation.

Then……

Running wildly.

In the same place, the paper ghost seemed to have never heard of it, concentrating on licking the soup on the ground.

Obviously.

The soup had a fatal attraction for it, and even Sha Dugui was temporarily left behind by it.

but……

While the paper ghost was licking the soup, one of his blurry eyes was staring at Du Gui's back.

The aura on its body is getting colder and colder.

After the soup on the ground was licked clean by it.

The paper ghost stuck to the ground and chased Du Gui crazily at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.

"call……"

Du Gui was out of breath. He kept running in this funeral street, but no matter how hard he ran, he couldn't reach the end.

Moreover, the cold aura gradually approaching from behind him also let him know that the paper ghost was eyeing him again.

It will never give up until it kills itself.

"Oh shit……"

Du Gui gritted his teeth and stared at the paper ghost who was catching up quickly: "You can't even kill me. I'll kill myself first. Just wait. If I become a ghost, I'll be the first to be torn alive."

you."

As he spoke, he turned his head and hit the wall next to him.

Since there is no way to resist.

If you fall into a ghostly place again, you might as well commit suicide.

His life can only be held in his own hands.

When Du Gui bumped into him, he even smiled ferociously at the paper-skinned ghost.

However, soon, he stopped laughing.

The smile turned into shock.

The paper ghost that was madly pushing into him originally looked like a white shadow, but for some reason, it turned into a strange blue-black color.

Moreover, big holes appeared in the paper body.

It looked like acid had been poured on it.

The paper ghost was extremely fast. When it rushed in front of Du Gui, Du Gui could see that its mouth was completely rotten, then its throat, stomach...

puff……

The papery belly was completely rotten, and blue and black water seeped directly into its legs.

The paper ghost that almost drove Du Gui to death just now turned into a puddle of sewage inexplicably.

"this……"

"Is it the pot of soup I cooked when I was sleepwalking?"

"Is that soup poisonous?"

Du Gui's body hit the wall with a bang, and the surrounding scene changed completely.

He hit the air, and in front of him was the entrance of Home Inn.
Chapter completed!