Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 283 282. Intensive Phobia

The handlebar style is very embarrassing.

An ordinary person suddenly saw "this scene", and his mind became a mess.Where do you still worry about whether the money is enough?

It's good to be alive.

Haunted!
The ghost from the haunted house must have followed!
To die!

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

run!
Run!

With the sound of horseshoes, the vehicle disappeared into the night.

Li Zhen and Hongying stood at the head of the bridge, with no one around.

"You said, is it for you or for me?"

The Taoist priest in new clothes said this out of nowhere.

Hongying didn't speak.

It's just that the eyes are cold.

Li Zhen didn't care about it, but shook his head slightly, and his voice sounded from the silent stone bridge:
"The big hero has a gun in his hand, why bother with a handlebar style."

"..."

No one responded.

only……

It's getting foggy.

A thin layer of cloud and mist, rippling from the ice surface of Luoshui River, surrounded the stone bridge.

Disturb the breeze, cover the lights, and isolate the world.

Only the stone bridge is clean.

As if waiting for these two people to step on it.

Seeing this, Li Zhen took another look at Hongying.

And this time Hongying finally gave a response.

His eyes were also on Li Zhen.

After a pause, she touched her waist with her hand, and she held the handle of the double blade inserted in her waist with her backhand. At the same time, she raised her footsteps and was about to take a step forward.

she knows.

This fog should not be directed at the Taoist priest.

A Taoist priest who just came to Luoyang, has no foundation, and is just content with his own library and lectures, is harmless to humans and animals, so he can't be targeted like this.

Since it's aimed at me, there's no reason to ask others to do it for me.

This beam.

I picked up Fei Mazong.

However, at the moment when her foot was about to step down, at the same time, the dagger held in her backhand was about to be pulled out.

Seeing it, at the same time as stepping forward and stepping down, he will go up with an edge.

But in such an instant, a hand in a brand new blue Taoist robe was placed in front of her.

Hongying paused.

She saw the Taoist who stopped her take a step forward.

At the same time the voice reappeared:

"Hero, the two of us are still going to a banquet, so please be accommodating. Let the two of us cross the bridge."

squeak~
Ga~
squeak~
quack quack...

Responding to Li Zhen was the sound of knotted branches coming from nowhere.

On both sides of the bridge, on this winter night, groups of messy and twisted black shadows climbed up and spread to the place where Li Zhen settled next.

In an instant, the entire bridge was covered.

It is a branch.

It is the root.

It's the roots of trees.

The old trees are intertwined and twisted. After wrapping the bridge, the stone bridge turns into a wooden bridge, accompanied by the crawling of branches, like the digestive esophagus of some kind of lumen.

Creeping.

While making a scalp-tingling sound.

On the one hand, it completely wrapped the stone bridge into a spooky ghost bridge that looks like a living body.

Li Zhen's face instantly became extremely ugly!
On the roots, there are faint black and red lines, surging in the moonless misty night, like some kind of blood vessels, transporting blood that makes people feel dirty on the altar.

And the pillars of the stone bridge, under the blood transported by the roots, gradually formed the outline of a human face.

Human faces are like skeletons.

The seven orifices are empty.

It seems to be extremely painful, but it can only struggle in this illusory river of Wangchuan.

They shouted with all their might, but could not speak.

In the end, the hollow mouth swelled, and amidst the gagging sound of squirming and swallowing with some mucus, a flower bud with densely packed sarcoma emerged from the mouth that was stretched to the limit.

A breath of bones.

Two breaths are in bud.

Three breaths of flowers bloom.

The four breaths followed the mist, and the blood-red mandala flower swayed slightly.

Pollen falls and rivers melt.

It turned into the dim river of darkness.

This is the end.

The way to forget the river, the bridge of Naihe, the poor blue sky, and go to the underworld.

Sansheng is heartbroken and has no return.

Quiet

Wait

You

Come.

Weird but endless.

Scary but logical.

The transformation within a few breaths fell into Hongying's eyes.

This unheard of method made her vigilance rise to the extreme.

But just when she was about to pull the Taoist priest back...

At some point, Li Laodao, who had already started to tremble, suddenly moved!

"vomit!!!……"

"..."

"..."

Looking at the Taoist priest who suddenly vomited acid water in his stomach, let alone Hongying.

Even the fog that rolled around seemed to pause for a moment.

It seems that something is not clear.

you……

Why did you throw up?
But what Hongying couldn't see was that when the Taoist raised his head after vomiting, his eyes were already red!
Lady Ganlin!
It's okay to block the way.

You want to drive trypophobic patients crazy, aren't you! ?
"The tower is big!"

"Buzz!"

The sound of the Taoist gnashing his teeth sounded!
"Q!"

"Buzz!"

"Li Lao Liu!"

"Buzz!"

"Carry the pot and rush!"

"Om!!"

Accompanied by Li Zhen's murderous roar, three golds and one white lit up the night sky.

"I shoveled this group of pickled things for Daoist!"

He stared at the wriggling sarcoma under the flower.

Li Laodao has demons in his body at this moment, and he has no reason at all!
"One!! Order!! No!! Stay!!!"

Disgusting things for your Daoist to die to die to die!

Ever since the [picture] search option appeared on the Baidu website, I listened to the slander and accidentally searched for the options "seeded strawberry", "nose cleaning", "sharp", and "lotus milk". Oh god, Li Zhen hasn't been this disgusting for many years.

Usually, he would deliberately avoid things that would cause trypophobia.

But today... when he saw the flower, his mentality completely collapsed.

No one knows how sick people with trypophobia are.

I don't have this symptom, so I don't understand.

And people with this symptom will not tell outsiders.

Because remembering these things in itself is a thing that can kill people.

But today, Li Laodao encountered the most disgusting thing in his life.

evil creature!

I can't keep you!

Along with his thoughts.

Brother Feng took the lead.

As soon as he made a move, it was a ruthless ultimate move!
The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon—Kanglong has regrets!

"Ow!"

In the mist, listen to the dragon chant!
The golden golden dragon flew all over the sky, and bumped into those disgusting things.

But there is a beam of light faster than it.

The array of seven-inch flying knives rotated and flew to the flowers in an instant.

One, two, three, four.

Five, six, seven, eight!
I don't know how many throwing knives passed through those flowers in obedience to the master's wish!

The flowers on the entire bridge were instantly tied into a sieve.

Then it was swallowed by the engulfing golden dragon.

When the flower enters, it turns into the purest qi between heaven and earth, and disappears, revealing the original appearance of stone bridge pillars.

The original Senluo Ghost Creature is like a Lego model that cannot withstand being ravaged.It takes three months to build and one minute to destroy.

After being charged by Li Laodao's unreasonable four guardians, it broke.

In the mist, there was a sudden groan of pain.

And with this sound, at the moment when the tower began to spin towards the bridge deck, carrying the pot and rushing through the thorns and thorns...

"Da da da da..."

The sound of hooves.

Accompanied by Li Zhen's extremely angry shout, a general holding a three-foot-long Lengyue Daoman stepped into the void and slashed across:

"Second Master! Kill this bastard!!"

(End of this chapter)