The corners of his torn mouth raised upwards, and the thin man licked the stitches on his lips with the tip of his tongue. Zhuang Wen's dismembered body was reflected in his pupils.
"How can a discarded failed product have such strong resentment?" The smile on his face grew stronger and stronger: "It seems that I am really lucky today. Such rare goods are rarely seen.
"
Stepping forward, the man's body disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment he appeared at the entrance of the alley, with a black afterimage dragging behind him, and every face on his body was emitting harsh cries.
"This alley leads to the outer city. Have you been to the edge of night? Or have you escaped from the end of night?" The skinny man's hands have grown new fingers, but each finger is different.
, seems to have been taken from different people, and one of the fingers has the same pattern as the mirror god.
In the dark alley, the skinny man and Zhuang Wen, the ghost who jumped from the building, were separated by about ten meters.
There is faint black fire flowing on the surface of the skinny man's body, and light red lines will be left on the areas burned by the flames.
The faces on his body were connected by bloody lines, as if they had been carved again with a knife. The flesh and blood were blurred, making them look ferocious and terrifying.
Malice emanated from the depths of his soul. The skinny man looked at Zhuang Wen unscrupulously. In his eyes, Zhuang Wen was in pieces, and every piece of meat was packed in a carefully prepared jar.
"You can definitely get a good price for it."
Stimulated by the strong malice, Zhuang Wen's reason was quickly disappearing, and the black fire in her eyes began to burn uncontrollably. When this black fire gave her power comparable to hatred, it would also burn away all her
Reason and humanity.
"Yes, that's it. Let me see if you are qualified to be placed at the top and chosen by others." The stitches on the skinny man's lips fell apart. While he was preparing to attack Zhuang Wen, he did not forget to turn his head.
Pay attention to the bloody figures escaping from the shopping mall: "Don't try to escape, you can't escape."
The rolling shutter doors of the shopping mall rattled, and the gloomy building cast a huge shadow under the streetlights, wrapping everyone in it.
The few people who had just escaped from the mall seemed to be swept away by the waves and drowned in the deep sea. They found that their bodies were slowly being restrained by the shadow, and it became difficult to even struggle.
"The previous owner of the mall didn't discover the secret of this place." The skinny man smiled unscrupulously: "This is not a mall at all, it is a balance of soul exchange. Your life-long experience has added to the weight of your soul. All your efforts are just for the sake of being here.
This last moment adds its own price tag.”
Opening his arms and bathing in the shadow, the thin man slowly closed his ten fingers, and ten imprisoned shadows slowly appeared in the dark building behind him. It seemed that as long as he was dragged into the mall, he would not be able to survive forever.
Come out again.
The few people who had just escaped from the mall were shrouded in the shadow of the building again, and their bodies began to move uncontrollably towards the mall door. This department store located at the junction of several areas was like a whirlpool, and as long as you got close, you couldn't escape.
.
The stitches on the skinny man's face cracked, and the wounds emitted an indescribable stench, which was the smell of soul decay.
Faced with such horrific and disgusting hatred, the madness on Zhuang Wen's face could no longer be suppressed. She was driven crazy by the malicious stimulation, and the hatred deep in her heart was about to explode.
The thick smell of blood spread in the alley, and the black fire of hatred burned her skin. Zhuang Wen walked towards the skinny man, and their hateful eyes were firmly locked on each other.
No ghost dared to approach, and the walls were covered with bloodshot threads and cracks. But in the midst of this dead silence, the street light at the entrance of the shopping mall suddenly flashed and then went out.
The thin man vaguely seemed to feel something. The smile on his face slowly solidified and he looked towards the street connecting the shopping mall and the plastic surgery hospital area.
There seems to be something hidden in the deep darkness, which cannot be sensed, but it is really there.
"Bang!"
A window in the distance suddenly shattered, and glass shards fell into the mist. It didn't even make a sound and disappeared completely.
"That is?"
From far to near, as the fog spread, the glass on both sides of the street burst layer by layer, as if someone had penetrated it from the inside.
An unknown danger is approaching rapidly with a strong sense of oppression!
The skinny man's eyes were spinning, and the fragmented world in his eyes was shrouded in mist. He found that he couldn't see what was inside the mist!
The smile on his face completely disappeared, and he showed a completely different expression than when he saw Zhuang Wen, one of solemnity, surprise, and a trace of deeply hidden uneasiness.
He had never encountered such a situation before, and even the crimson hatred could not hide his figure in front of him.
The other party has blocked all his senses, or his eyes are not qualified to see the other party.
What's coming?
The man has seen countless terrifying ghosts and monsters, and endured cruel tortures that are unimaginable to ordinary people. Now the only thing that scares him is the unknown.
The mist surges, and it doesn't look threatening, but in the deep world, the more dangerous things are, the more they will put on a harmless coat.
Avoid? Or stay in front of the fog?
The black fire in the skinny man's eyes was flickering. His ten fingers tightened and released. When the fog quickly approached, he suddenly clenched his hands!
The phantom of the mall was like an abyss splitting open on the ground, or like a giant beast opening its mouth. But when the extremely terrifying giant shadow closed, no power was felt at all. Countless ghosts and goods were imprisoned in the mall.
None of them could sense the ghost in the mist, and couldn't pinpoint his location at all!
What kind of power is this?
When the giant mouth was about to touch the mist, the skinny man took the initiative to stop. He didn't dare to gamble.
With the help of the shadows emerging from the mall, the man dodged away at an astonishing speed. His fingers flicked in the air, controlling the shadows to protect him layer by layer.
When he controlled the phantom projected by the mall, the few people trapped by the phantom quickly escaped and rushed into the area of the plastic surgery hospital.
The skinny man wanted to stop him, but the jumper in the alley rushed out of the alley at this moment.
The fog came in. The man hesitated and chose to avoid, but Zhuang Wen in the alley chose to attack.
With her blood-stained face and facial features distorted, Zhuang Wen let out a hysterical scream.
At the same time, the fog that filled the neighborhood had also descended. The fog didn't care who he was facing at all, as if everything that dared to stand in front of him would only end up with one fate, and that was to be destroyed.
Shrouded in mist, soul-calling songs sounded inside, and there was a kind of misery in the voice that could penetrate the soul!
Just hearing the singing, the skinny man's expression changed. When he backed away again, the fog had already drowned the crazy Zhuang Wen.
Heart-rending roars rang out, flesh and blood exploded, and the jumping ghost with a power close to hatred was shattered in an instant.
All the Yin Qi and flesh and blood in the sky were swallowed up by the mist. The soul of the ghost who jumped from the building struggled to escape, but it seemed to be tightly grasped by something!
She resisted with all her strength, but only stirred the edge of the mist.
Hearing the piercing screams in the fog, the skinny man's expression changed drastically again, and he stepped back repeatedly to avoid the diffuse fog.
In less than half a minute, the ghost who lit the black fire was completely devoured, and there was no trace of her in the night.
After finishing eating, the thick fog slowly dissipated.
The skinny man opened his blood-red misshapen eyes wide, and he vaguely saw a figure in the deepest part of the mist.
The man wore a ferocious animal-faced mask, and his soul was as misty as mist and as deep as the ocean.
As if aware of it, he slowly turned his head and his eyes faintly glanced behind him.
Evil, indifferent, like a god!
"Indescribable!"
The skinny man quickly returned to the mall. He was so shaken that he did not dare to reveal the slightest bit of his malice.
His pupils trembled. In the world in his eyes where everything was dismembered, only that figure remained intact. He could not find the loopholes or weaknesses in that soul.
"An unspeakable person actually appeared in the plastic surgery hospital?"
He has only seen the shrine of the ineffable, never the real ineffable, but as an aboriginal of the deep world, he knows one thing very well.
Whenever something unspeakable appears in an area, it will cause a catastrophe!
Countless souls and residual thoughts will disappear because of this, until no one dares to mention the name of that ghost!
"Shrines in the nearby area have been being destroyed, and there seems to be a name that people keep mentioning in this dark night."
The thin man's ten fingers merged with the shadow of the shopping mall, and he backed away silently.
He remembered that name, but he was no longer willing to say it easily.
"A new disaster has appeared. I wonder if he will be like that Fu Sheng and want to kill everyone."
The rolling shutter door of the shopping mall fell, and the skinny man merged his body with the shopping mall: "I also have to prepare early and put my soul on that thing as soon as possible."
The clothes were torn to pieces, and all the dense stitches on the man's body were torn off by him. He turned into a pool of foul-smelling black blood and slowly sank into the underground of the shopping mall.
As the black blood sank, nine other figures walked out of the corner of the shopping mall. They were all different in height, short, fat and thin, but they all had human faces engraved on their bodies.
Eight of the nine figures also turned into black blood and seeped into the ground. In the end, only one figure was left hiding in a jar, seemingly disguising itself as a commodity.
After all the black blood disappeared, the resentment that shrouded the mall also dissipated, and the huge shadow cast by the mall returned to normal. It seemed like it was just an ordinary building.
While the skinny man hid underground, the fog also disappeared in the plastic surgery hospital area. A man wearing a mask collapsed on the ground, his chest collapsed, there was no light in his eyes, his consciousness was hazy, and he could not even be awake at the most basic level.
Keep.
"Building director?"
"Han Fei!"
Zhuang Wen, the ghost who had jumped from the building, was protected by the masked man. Her body was split into three parts. The youngest girl was intact, but the most terrifying body was torn into pieces. At this time, she was being bitten by the little girl.
Put it back together.
"Yinglong, what happened just now?" Haha and Xu Qin were also standing nearby. They had been in a desperate situation just now, but they didn't expect that the hatred of the "Plastic Surgery Hospital" would suddenly take action.
They quickly took this opportunity to escape, but when the fog cleared, they discovered that the person in the fog was not Hate from the plastic surgery hospital, but Han Fei.
"Don't stay here, go back first." The God of Mirrors knocked on the mirror, with an unspeakable hatred in his eyes. He just seemed to have seen his fingers being spliced to someone else's body.
"The red dress and the crybaby kid are trapped in the mall, and they haven't come out yet." Haha's face was pale, and the laughter he made was unpleasant and sad.
"The Ten Fingers already know the secret below the mall. They have blocked the mall. No one can enter for the time being, and it is difficult for people inside to get out." Mirror God sighed: "They seemed to be frightened by the building manager. Before they ever
Before coming out of the underground, all the 'goods' in the mall should be safe, after all, only ghosts that retain a trace of their soul can be sold at a good price."
Seeing that no one was moving, Mirror God spoke again, with a stern voice: "The fingers have become hatred. Even if we go together, we are no match for them. Do you want Han Fei's efforts to go to waste?"
The God of Mirrors pointed at Han Fei on the ground: "He just forcibly connected with the shrine and activated the power given by the shrine. At the cost of consuming his soul and consciousness, the fog that blocked his soul surfaced on the street, just for a few seconds.
Within minutes, he was almost out of his mind. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer, and when the fog was about to dissipate, I was sweating for him. Fortunately, he reacted quickly."
"The mist that can shield the perception comes from the soul of the building leader?" Li Ban was very surprised.
"Yes, but the mist only serves to confuse people and does no real harm."
"But I clearly saw that the glass on both sides of the street was shattered layer by layer, as if it exploded under some kind of pressure." Li Ban was also deceived just now, and he also thought that he would definitely die this time.
"No need to act like it, it is indeed the glass we broke while hiding in the fog. These were all planned by Han Fei. He seems to be very good at this." Mirror God interrupted Li Li: "We need to make outsiders suspicious.
Something unspeakable happened in the plastic surgery hospital, so we go in and out here, and we’ll talk about the rest when we go back.”
When Han Fei was in a coma, the Mirror God began to take charge of the overall situation: "When only the little girl appeared, the black fire of hatred in Zhuang Wen's body would be covered up, but as the body was slowly put together, that unique...
Hatred will once again attract the attention of people around her. We must return to the death building before her body is repaired, otherwise the ghosts in the mall may realize that Zhuang Wen faked her death."
The God of Mirrors knocked on the mirror again, and he asked Xu Qin to pick up the unconscious Han Fei, and everyone quickly fled.