I don't know where this wind comes from, it's like a blower blowing into my face.
The wind and sand were so strong that I couldn't open my eyes at all. My tied hair flew out and my skirt fell down. I squinted and looked over and saw a man with a broken leg crawling on the ground. It seemed that only his upper body was left.
Crawling over like a big insect, he grabbed the hem of my skirt with one hand, raised his pale face, and hummed in a strange voice, "Xiao Yangcha, my legs have been cut off, it hurts so much."
Ah, it really hurts...please give me your leg."
What do you want from me?
Oh mom, don't you dare open your mouth, we have two good legs!
I resisted the urge to kick him away, and kept telling myself that they are ancestors, they are all ancestors...
You can't do anything, you absolutely can't do it. What sisters take advantage of most is their good temper. They must convince others with their virtue and convince others with their virtue...
"Don't worry! I can burn your legs for you later!!"
I pulled the skirt out of his hands and said, "You can choose between Jinhua ham or whirlwind legs!"
Seeing that he was a little confused, I took two steps back to keep my distance from him.
He turned his head and took another deep breath.
Behind him stood a headless figure.
Yes.
No head.
There was only a gloomy body in a long gown behind me.
In a daze, a bloody head slowly protruded from the neck of the body.
It was like an egg breaking out of its shell, sticky and bloody.
The facial features were soaked in blood and water, and it was impossible to tell whether they were male or female.
The corners of my lips twitched uncontrollably.
Why should the brains of this tomato braised noodles be pushed outward...
It looks like a hawthorn candied haws with starch on it!
"Get out, none of us will move!"
After the bloody head came out, it spoke to me. The blood poured out as if it was free of charge, "Get out...!"
The visual effects are stunning!
"Grandpa, this is it. If you have any grievances, you can talk to me. Let's talk about it..."
I tried hard to adapt myself to his overall image.
I thought he was a special effects actor.
There are so many shoddy movies these days!
It’s hard to watch a satisfying plasma movie.
It seems that the more advanced technology becomes, the more fake the films produced become.
Look at the person in front of you again, the blood is gushing like Baotu Spring, how true!
If you say grow a head, then grow a head.
It's also covered in red syrup.
Full of lovely Christmas spirit.
He has a lot of personality.
"Ancestors, I am entrusted by your descendant, Boss Lin, with sincerity..."
Before I could finish speaking, the bloody head came closer to me, and the blood almost flowed onto my clothes.
I instinctively leaned back, turned my face away, and gritted my teeth and said, "Boss Lin asked me to give you a message. As long as you are willing to move, he can guarantee your prosperity and wealth. The golden ticket is huge!"
God!
I tried my best!
No wonder those two yin-yang gentlemen came in and started fighting!
I really don’t blame them, these ancestors of the Lin family are so capable of causing trouble!
What did I do? As soon as I came in, I was showered with blood, and then I saw a human head, and then another human head grew...
Even though I knew that they might have been chopped with a knife, suffered a tragic death, and had their heads separated.
Then you can’t just use force on people’s heads!
Why don’t you spend money on props?
Just as I was saying something, before the bloody head could respond, someone pulled the skirt behind my sister again.
I subconsciously felt that I had encountered a ghost, but when I turned around, I saw a little girl with her hair in a bun.
She looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and she pulled on my skirt with an admiring look on her face, "This dress is so beautiful, Xiaoyang Chai, please take it off and give it to me."
Of course I can't give it to her.
We are also a gentleman. What is the difference between wearing leggings when going out and going out with bare buttocks?
Master has said that even if I die, I must look beautiful!
With a smile on my face, I carefully pulled the skirt out of her hands, "Grandma, I can't give you this skirt. In this way, I will burn you two skirts that are more beautiful than this...
"
"You won't give it to me? You won't give it to me!"
Mom!
She gets angry when she says she's angry!
Scars appeared on his pale face.
His facial features looked as if they had been scratched by a broadsword.
A good face turned into bruises in a matter of seconds.
Even her nose was cut off in half instantly!
What I saw was a grimace.
She also moaned in pain!
In the end, she pointed at her disfigured face and was extremely angry, "I'm so miserable and you still don't give it to me!!"
I was really a little confused. I was holding my skirt in my hands, feeling quite weak and helpless.
Grandma, you are so miserable, so cruel and inhumane.
Especially her nose, which had been cut off in half, still had some skin and flesh adhesions.
Hanging on her face was a dangling tip, like a bloody nose ring.
A pretty little girl is suddenly about to transform into the Bull Demon King...
I felt like having obsessive-compulsive disorder when I saw her, and I had the urge to pull her nose completely down and straighten it out.
But let’s talk about things. Usually I like to talk about logic. Are you miserable...
What does it have to do with whether I give you a dress or not?
Why are you justified if you were scratched on the face by a knife?
After thinking about it, I still showed extraordinary endurance.
I just treated them as my ancestors and continued to coax them with nice words.
Yes, you are miserable. You have gone too far by adding corpses in the house. How can I dare to be like you?
But she didn't have the patience to listen to what I said. It was like she forgot to take her medicine when she went out. She raised her head and screamed again!
I'm speechless. Communicate, communicate. If you don't communicate with me, how can we communicate?
The whole day was filled with cries of ghosts and howling, the sky was shaking and the earth was shaking. Who can bear this?!
Zizz~zilla~!
The half-dead light was completely extinguished by her call.
The surroundings fell into darkness.
The cold wind has increased a bit.
The blood-headed man seemed to be inspired and instantly performed the disappearing technique.
The ruddy color of the ground also retreated towards the corner line like an ebbing tide, and then completely disappeared after drying up.
Even the blood on my body is gone.
It's really just an illusion.
Huhu~
The dark wind strikes again.
The shouts of the little ancestral grandma stopped.
Black figures wandered out of the dark room, standing silently around the hall that looked like a mourning hall.
"It's so miserable."
The sound of sobbing came, "We died so miserably."
Two white figures floated past me.
My scalp feels numb, what's going on?
Instead of playing plasma blockbusters, are you going to play Chinese horror again?
Someone poked me in the back of my neck. I quickly turned my head and saw the withered face of an old lady only inches away from me.
She also had a forest green light effect, her gray eyes were facing me, and her voice was hoarse, "Xiao Yangcha, please stay and serve me."
I suppressed my heart that almost jumped out of my throat and tried to speak as smoothly as possible, "This grandma..."
"You stay and serve me!"
She suddenly stretched out her hand toward me, her lower jaw became sharp, and her teeth came out, trying to bite my neck as if the species had mutated, "Stay!"