The old ghost's nails are stained with countless curses, and just looking at them will make you feel horrified.
At this time, the old ghost's fingertips pierced the boy's red clothes and grabbed the child's collar, just not touching his skin.
An extremely large and terrifying ghost is holding a child in pajamas with his fingertips. This absurd and strange scene makes people feel unreal.
There was blood everywhere in the house, and the curse hit the walls like a wave. There were pieces of flesh and stumps hidden in the broken walls. But under this situation, the most terrifying ghostly voice in the house slowed down a bit.
The woman who was chained to the old ghost's back looked at the boy wearing bear pajamas. The strong mother burst out crying. She unconsciously shouted at her child: "Where have you run away! I
I’ve been looking for you!”
The scarred hands pushed the chains on his body with all his strength. The evil soul blinked his eyelids, and the cursed chain on the old ghost's back was easily pushed away by an ordinary person.
The woman ran to her child. She had never cried like this before death.
With her fingernails pinching the child's collar, the evil spirit placed it in front of the woman.
Finally seeing her child, the woman opened her arms and wanted to hug him. But when the woman came closer, the boy who had never responded to the outside world suddenly raised his head. There was no emotion that humans should have in his eyes. The little boy
The palm stretched out from under the bloody clothes and stabbed directly into his mother's heart.
The arm finally stopped a foot away from the woman. The child's back was grabbed by the old ghost, and he could not take another step forward.
"Your child is a ghost hunter, and you are the wandering soul being hunted by him. His first reaction when he sees you is definitely to kill you." The evil soul stared at the distance of one foot, with a flash in his eyes.
After a moment of doubt, he did grab the boy's collar, but he didn't use any force. Normally, the boy would have stopped an inch away from the woman.
But what the evil soul didn't expect was that the boy's hand stopped a full foot away from the woman. The soul chaser was actually resisting the instructions given to him by the manager.
The butterfly likes to play with human nature. In its view, letting people in love kill each other is a "beautiful" thing. Maybe it once expected to drive the little boy to collect his mother's soul, but for various reasons, the boy did not completely
Do what it asks.
A child is unwilling to kill his mother. Even if he becomes a ghost hunter, he will still stop stabbing his mother when he gets close to her.
The woman looked at the child who was so close, with tears streaming down her face. The emotions she had suppressed for so long burst out at this moment, and she spoke out to the child all the words she had been holding in her heart.
It's a pity that the child in bear pajamas was unable to respond and seemed not to understand what she was saying.
When the woman kept calling for her child, the evil spirit seemed to be communicating with the old ghost: "Didn't you say that the ghost chasers are all puppets made by managers? Didn't you tell me that they have no consciousness? Why did this child take the initiative?
Stopped? How could a doll have its own emotions?"
"The human soul is very complicated? Old guy, I am helping you. I hope you will stop telling me wrong things, which will affect my judgment."
The evil gaze moved between the woman and the child in red, and the evil soul locked the woman and her child on the back with cursed chains: "Stop crying! Once the manager is killed, all soul chasers will
Everything will be restored to its original state.”
The evil soul looked at the woman and her child. There seemed to be something invisible between them, and that kind of thing was something that the evil soul did not have. For the first time, he felt a sense of incompleteness, the feeling of "I" in his heart.
It was an incomplete idea that quietly popped up.
There was a hint of mania in his eyes that were immersed in murderous intent. The evil spirit punched the gamblers in Room 4034 one after another. He did not leave until the ground was covered with cracks.
Keep going up!
The crazy old ghost and the manic evil spirit came to the dead building. Where he walked, all the walls were dyed red, and the couplets and door frames fell off.
"4044?"
Changes occurred in the corridor, the walls began to twist, paper money fell, blood on the ground flowed slowly, and the evil soul seemed to have arrived at the ferry of the underworld.
Throwing aside the people chained on the back, the evil soul stared at a certain room.
A headless door god slowly walked out of the blood-red door, dragging a sharp beheading knife.
Dull footsteps sounded in the corridor, and severed heads rolled out from the door one by one. Their bloody mouths shouted the same sentence - This road is blocked!
The headless door god stood among the pile of human heads. It turned its body and faced the old ghost.
"Is it the door god you were talking about?" Evil Soul had no intention of giving in. The corners of his mouth split open and he smiled extremely happily.
Hearing the laughter of the evil spirit, the door god raised the beheading knife and pressed it down an inch.
The head next to him slowly changed to form Han Fei's face, and then the face spoke: "I've let you go once, don't be ungrateful."
Looking at the human head next to the door god, the evil soul showed a cruel smile: "My face is not something anyone can change if they want. If you used my face, then don't blame me for smashing your door."
The Evil Soul's words were not polite, and there was no softening in his tone. After the Headless Door God heard it, the blade stood up, and the pale light reflected the Evil Soul's face.
The corridor on the fourth floor changed again. The heads and flesh were twisted and turned into something similar to Han Fei. They were chanting something, and blood threads emerged from their bodies and poured into the body of the door god.
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As a large amount of blood threads gathered, the door god suddenly raised his hand, and those blood threads outlined an evil soul puppet in front of him. Then he raised his knife and aimed at the blood thread puppet's forehead and slashed it off!
"Bang!"
A massive amount of Yin Qi exploded on the old ghost's body, causing the walls of the entire fourth-floor corridor to dent on both sides.
A large amount of blood mist emerged from the doll. When the mist dissipated, the door god stood still and did not move at all. The old ghost's arms fell to the ground, and the front parts of his arms were completely cut off.
The door god's decapitating sword kills evil souls, but at the critical moment the old ghost blocks the sword for him.
The bright red blood slid down his forehead, dyeing half of the Evil Soul's face red. His eyes opened in the blood, and he let the blood flow into his mouth, dyeing his lips red.
“Is the manager’s watchdog so weak?”
The corners of the mouth filled with blood slowly cracked, and half of the evil soul's blood-stained face stared at the door god. He said word by word: "Give me all your hatred and let me use your blood."
The human face on the old ghost's back screamed, and the hatred accumulated in his heart was released without reservation, and dark black fire began to burn in the corridor.
The doors of the house were twisted and deformed. The old ghost's red eyes reflected the figure of the evil soul. His mouth opened and the sound he made was exactly the same as the evil soul.
"The headless ghost is also worthy of being called a god?"