Chapter 375 The old witch [asking for a monthly ticket
"If you can hear... we... are good people... please don't tell... to others... weaken the signal... we... help... the symbol..."
Dimly, Gu Jun heard the mysterious signal again, it seemed to be another group of people.
symbol, that dividing cross symbol.
Gu Jun saw from the watercolor painting floating in the sky. The four lines dividing the cross were floating in the painting paper, emitting a strange light... Suddenly, a strange feeling surged through his mind, thinking of this female voice.
What I just said.
Am I precious now? As long as she eats me, she can truly come to this world?
Is it just because of this...because I can receive this signal that others cannot? Because my mental and physical state is different from ordinary people?
Stress headaches are not due to the persistent avoidance of PTSD. All my abnormalities are affected by this state...
Looking at that symbol, the strange feeling became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the watercolor painting was caught in the hands of a girl. She looked at it and was about to tear it up. Gu Jun was inspired by the strange feeling and felt a surge of anger, "You are not allowed to touch... Xian Yu's painting!"
The stiffness in his body dissipated like melting ice and snow. He gritted his teeth and jumped up, breaking away from the girls who were beating him.
"Brother Xianjun, you are not good." Little Kedou sighed, holding the dissecting scissors and about to cut off his fingers.
Before Gu Jun could stand still, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head. But it was another girl who hit the back of the head with the dissecting hammer, and the one holding the dissecting needle and dissecting forceps. Their faces became twitching.
Weird and ferocious, he made a strange curse-like sound: "You are not good!!!"
"Stop pretending to be a child!" He shouted angrily, and while his spirit was as clear and strong as before, he stroked his right hand to create a branch-shaped old spiritual seal.
This old mark slammed forward, bringing with it his long-standing depression and anger.
The screams of the group of girls in front who were hit suddenly became even more eerie. For a moment, Gu Jun saw their petite figures swaying, as if a layer of skin had fallen off, revealing the swollen and rotting flesh inside.
, black, ugly, disgusting.
"Ah, Yithian things... hahaha..." the female voice laughed, the laughter was slightly cold, "A group of poor people who were played by my lord, oh no, they are not even comparable to insects."
Yithian? Gu Jun focused his eyes, hearing this name for the first time, "Nakt Manuscript", Yithian? Bug?
She doesn't know who her "lord" is, but she said that the being she worships has a thousand faces...
The 520 girls here should all be just shadows, all of the same person.
"Brother, don't be like the Yis people who think you can use technology to achieve divine power." The woman said, "'Technology' is just a toy thrown by the gods to mortals. As long as you are a mortal, you will never know anything about real divine power and technology."
Know."
As she spoke, the piano music gradually became more passionate. The swollen old man changed the tune, and the fingers of his skinny hands moved like flying.
"Want to know? Come, come here, lick my ass clean, then I will tell you a little secret!"
The woman screamed violently, and Gu Jun saw that the figures of girls in all directions were suddenly swollen and distorted. Their originally innocent-looking faces all became old and turned into a wrinkled old man's face covered with old people's spots.
Bark, like cracked oak bark.
Most of these little girls have turned into weird old witches, as have Xiao Kedou, Xiao Huili and others.
"This is your face..." Gu Junsha said, the wound on his shoulder was still flowing with blood, "You are not Xiao Kedou and the others, and you are not my sister at all... you are the Queen of the Night, a witch,
It's the old witch..."
"Don't you want a family? I'll be your sister." The woman laughed like a girl, and those wrinkled old faces grinned. "Little brother, if you like beautiful women, then I can show you in the image of a beautiful woman."
You, all kinds of beauties."
Gu Jun looked at the witches and girls around him, and finally his eyes fell on the piano in the distance, the piano under the tree.
That should be the key. He was about to rush over, but the shadows of those girls blocked him in front, "What are you going to do?" "Brother, don't go."
"Die!" Gu Jun kicked over a girl's figure and made another old mark. These were just fakes, but the childish screams they made still made him a little confused, and making the old mark was very mentally draining.
, the body began to show signs of stiffness again...
"Brother, my good brother, let us be happy together."
Suddenly, Gu Jun felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and an old witch figure stabbed his right abdomen with a dissecting needle.
The old witch licked the blood from the dissection needle, and the woman's voice chuckled: "Your blood is really delicious..."
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the old witch's swollen head exploded violently.
But there was no flesh and blood flying around. It was either flesh and blood, or some black debris, like the rotten mud accumulated in the pool before.
Gu Jun was shocked. It was a large-caliber bullet fired from a sniper rifle...
"Ah!" The female voice suddenly became irritated, "The guy who is in the way is really annoying, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it..."
"Girls and witches are both the same evil believer!" Gu Jun shouted, realizing that reinforcements were coming, "It's all fake! Kill that piano first, launch missiles, quickly, blow it up!"
Shouting, pushing hard to the side, not blocking the path of the gun.
Before he finished speaking, a miniature missile flew over the sky, passed through this deep and dangerous oak forest, and hit the black piano under the tree.
Boom! The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the swollen old man was turned into black mud in the explosion.
In an instant, all the remaining figures of the girls turned into old witches, and then exploded and disappeared, and the forest was covered with a layer of rotting mud. In the blink of an eye, only one figure was left, skinny and wrinkled, without any cloth on her body.
He had an old face, a wrinkled body, two shriveled and ugly dead skin bag-like things hanging on his chest, and his hands were as long as chicken claws, standing at the original position beside the piano.
Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang!
Gunshots were fired one after another. Gu Jun turned around and saw a group of people walking out over there. They held rifles in both hands and shot at the figure.
It's the team of goa conspirators! Lou Xiaoning, Deng Ximei, Helen Claire and others, Wu Shiyu is also here.
This is a group of beauties. Gu Jun couldn't help but let out a breath...
Bang bang, bang bang, the gunfire did not stop, and the old witch's figure retreated continuously with each shot, and her whole body was sprayed with explosions.
The woman's voice became hoarse, full of unwillingness, and she laughed strangely: "Hahaha... Dear brother, I knew this would be a "Magic Flute", but this game has just begun...
I have already found you...you have to be good..."
Bang! The ugly mummy-like body of the old woman exploded into a pile of rotten mud.