Her expression was chaotic. Sometimes she was expressionless due to fatigue, and sometimes she raised the corners of her lips slightly crazily.
"Sister Xue!" A trace of treachery flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, but he was the first to rush forward to support Sister Xue. He leaned over and stared at Sister Xue's expression with an inquiring expression, "Are you okay?"
"I...it's okay..." Sister Xue shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of the things that invaded her mind, and tried her best to respond.
However, when she raised her eyes, she saw a white-haired old man with a strange yet familiar face, and many baby eyes growing out of the old man's skin.
Those eyes were pure black and ignorant of the world, but at a certain moment, they clearly hid deep-seated resentment.
Section after section of white and tender arms emerged from under the old man's skin, passing through the eye sockets, ear canals, mouth, and scalp, and black pus flowed out. The baby's little hands scratched and waved in the air, squeezing the old man's eyeballs and teeth.
, it should be hung so that it cannot fall off.
Sister Xue was startled and pushed the old man away violently, her scalp numbing and her eyes widening.
"Sister Xue? What's wrong?" The old man and others asked in various directions, but Sister Xue did not respond. She only felt that these voices were getting further and further away from her, but the scene in front of her was weird.
She vaguely felt that something was not right.
Other people, can't other people see what the old man has become? Why do they still look normal!
No, even the old man himself didn't seem to notice. The strange monster with baby arms opened and closed its mouth, and the words it spoke naturally blended in with the others. They were all words of concern for her and vigilance against enemies. The old voice could not be heard.
Something is wrong, but this is clearly a monster!
Was it that the old man was turned into a monster by the ghost baby without knowing it, or was the old man a monster in the first place but just pretending to be a monster, and she coincidentally saw the true nature when the soul was injured?
Sister Xue was covered in cold sweat, and the suspicion that "it was a hallucination" flashed through her mind, but then, twisted madness and loss of control swept over her, swallowing up her stubbornly resisting reason.
She didn't know how she made the gesture of waving her hands to tell everyone not to get so close. Her face returned to calmness, so calm that it was as if she was being controlled by another consciousness.
So her subordinates were slightly relieved. Some challenged the fox demon, and some tried to decipher the shadow "person". The monster-like white-haired old man still stood beside him, and those white and tender baby arms were grasping in disorder.
When the white-haired old man approached, he almost caught her face.
Sister Xue's mind was much more dazed than she looked. She immediately ran away and pulled out a sentence from the complicated and twisted thoughts - no one went to see the seriously injured dwarf girl?
Doesn't anyone care whether the dwarf girl lives or dies?
Thinking like this, she caught a glimpse of the dwarf woman lying on the ground twitching from the corner of her eye.
Ah Ling, who was stabbed through the chest, fell to the ground covered in blood. Ah Cai, who was thrown out by the neck, tried to get up with twisted joints.
The bodies of the dwarf female sisters made a crunching sound, and the paint on the masks melted for some reason, and fell to the ground, merging with their already bright and blood-stained clothes.
The two taciturn girls stood up twistedly. The big hole in Aling's chest allowed light to pass through. Sister Xue could see the gray courtyard wall behind Aling from his chest.
Where is the heart? The heart has long since rotted.
Suddenly, Aling noticed Sister Xue's gaze and turned his head suddenly, turning his head 180 degrees to face her directly.
"Do you want to leave us?"
Behind the mask, a strange and hoarse young female voice asked.
Ah Cai staggered, dragging his bones that had pierced his skin, to the side of Ah Ling. After the oil paint melted, the mask looked like a crying bitter melon face. It seemed that Ah Cai was crying and asked resentfully: "You want to leave us?"
?"
The two broken girls paused for a moment and then both said, "Do you want to leave us?"
Freak, freak!
Sister Xue finally understood where the fear and disgust in people's eyes came from when they looked at her in the past.
It turns out that when people encounter "similar" things that are completely different from themselves, terrifying and incomprehensible, they will feel this kind of horror.
The two dwarf sisters and the white-haired old man in front of her seemed to be wearing the skin of someone she was familiar with. Only she knew that underneath the skin of the person in front of her was a monster!
Sister Xue had a splitting headache, and the voices of the two dwarf sisters continued to penetrate her ears.
Yes, I just want you to delay time, I just want to leave you behind, so what!
These are not true, they are what others want me to see, right? Not true, not true, not true...
Just like the old man, in her eyes, he has become like that, isn't it still normal?
It must all be an illusion!
Sister Xue recovered from her initial shock, and was replaced by the anger of being played by her enemies and questioned by her subordinates. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the murderous intention of the dwarf woman who repeated the same question, and returned to business in a daze.
Then she heard that she was already negotiating with the fox demon. Her words were consistent with her usual, sharp and useful. No one suspected that there was something wrong with her.
…
"Sister Xue!"
Sister Xue had been standing there in a daze for more than a minute. The people next to her called her, but they couldn't wake her up.
Waves of chaotic energy escaped into the crowd, and everyone could see that she was abnormal.
The man who can control phosphorus fire said: "Is it so serious that the stone beast's head was pricked by that shadow? Damn, Sister Xue was stupefied! Where are the two dwarfs, are they dead?"
The person next to him checked and frowned irritably: "Damn, who is Ah Ling and who is Ah Cai? I don't care, one is dead and the other is still alive!"
The faint firelight floated around the man, illuminating Sister Xue's pupils. He suddenly let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Just now, there was no reflection of his phosphorus fire in Sister Xue's eyes.
But another scene.
He leaned over amidst everyone's different expressions and tried to look into Sister Xue's eyes.
But he only saw a squirming shadow.
The shadow crawled across Sister Xue's pupils like a bug, covering Sister Xue's eyes and giving her another world.
Yu Xing was leaning in to watch the excitement, when the surrounding shadows rushed toward him, and finally condensed into a human shape on the wall he was leaning against. Guijiu stepped out of the shadow of the human shape and returned to the real body.
"What did you do to her?" Yu Xing asked curiously.
"Didn't she want to test me?" Guijiu grinned and said happily and sinisterly, "Of course I want to let her see what I am capable of."
Light and shadow interact with each other. In normal times, people can always see shadows surrendering to the light. When the light advances, the shadow retreats, and when the light flourishes, the shadow cannot escape. Only when the light actively recedes can the shadow spread without scruples.
Sunlight, lights, and firelight, these things seem to be born to restrain shadows. There is even a saying that without light, there would be no shadows.
Especially in this era where the copy is located——
People at this time had never seen anything dark enough to swallow light, or a cosmic phenomenon in which even light could not escape. People's concept of shadow was just "shadow", but they failed to see the infinite darkness behind this word.
Therefore, people's concept of Zhao Yijiu's ability is also so shallow. They can only see the performance, but not...
In the darkness of the shadow, there are countless... indescribable things living there.