Weird Talker

Chapter 316 Horror Torment

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Yes...Liu Junyan is human!In other words, before this strange talk was actually born, he had been an ordinary craftsman.

How could he know the so-called resurrection ceremony, and even be able to "order" those weird things to a certain extent?
Qin Manjiang subconsciously took all this as a matter of course, but now that Nie Yunzhen asked him this question, he realized that there are doubts everywhere!
"The wedding dress is in Liu Junyan's hands!" Qin Manjiang said with certainty.

The heavy rain outside the window gradually subsided, Nie Yunzhen looked at Qin Manjiang, and asked, "Where is Liu Junyan?"

"In Fancheng, he went to find Fan..." Qin Manjiang's voice paused.

Fan... city?

Why did Liu Junyan go to Fancheng?

The previous message from Fancheng said that his clone died in the old house in Wenshui District, and after his consciousness returned home, he was followed by ghosts.

A down jacket was blown down by the strong wind and floated around, and that piece of clothing was looking for him.

Then...a skinny man helped him.

Logically speaking, Liu Junyan saved Fancheng because he didn't want Fancheng to die at this time, but if he had the ability to "order" Li Gui, he wouldn't have to go there himself.

In other words, there is at least one ghost that moves with the help of clothing, which is out of his control. He can know the location of the ghost, but he can't stop the opponent from attacking.

Or, Liu Junyan made a special trip to find Fancheng because Fancheng has other functions?
What did Fancheng do that was useful to him?

Originally, Fancheng's experience was the same as everyone else's. The only difference was that he went to the old house alone. Fancheng said that he saw the suspected "Shen Yi" body in the old house.

The corpse was blocking the stairs. He didn't know if there was a basement, and he was attacked before he could go up to the second floor to check. His clone was crushed to death by his clothes.

What exactly is Liu Junyan going to do to Fancheng?
Qin Manjiang was full of doubts, but he also vaguely found his way.

All Liu Junyan's actions are controlled by the "wedding dress", and only the "wedding dress" can "tell" him how to revive Shen Hong.

and many more!

Qin Manjiang's pupils shrank, and the "wedding dress" told him the method of resurrection, that ceremony...will it be Shen Hong who will be resurrected?
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Here is... where?
I was weak, cold and sore.

Fan Cheng slowly opened his eyes, he was lying in a gloomy basement.

The cool white light was directly above him, like an operating table.

He raised his right hand subconsciously, trying to block the glaring white light, but he was shocked to find that only bloody white bones were left on his right hand!
He looked at his hand in horror, fear and powerlessness made his eyes tear, but he couldn't speak, couldn't make a sound, and he didn't even have much strength to struggle.

My hand... what happened to my hand?
Fan Cheng looked around in despair.

At this time, a scalpel with a cold light suddenly stretched out from the darkness, and a thin man stood behind the cold white light, whispering like a ghost: "Wait a minute, Ah Hong, hurry up!" All right……"

Then, Fan Cheng saw his left hand being pressed on the bed by him, and the cold scalpel stuck to his skin, carefully... carefully cutting his flesh, like the most delicate tailor, he fluently and slowly With a knife, a complete piece of hand skin was cut off.

Fancheng's tears of fear flowed from the corners of his eyes, he couldn't move at all, and he couldn't feel any pain.

Why... is this a nightmare?

If so...why can't I wake up?
He was biting his tongue desperately, but still couldn't feel the pain.

But what is frightening is that he obviously can't feel any pain, but he can clearly feel every touch of the knife as it walks on the skin.

This unbearable horror torture made him mentally disturbed...

I watched helplessly as my hands were cut open, the skin was cut off layer by layer, and the complete layer of skin was peeled off like a sleeve.

Fan Cheng was going crazy.

He would rather he could feel the pain, so that he might be able to pass out from the pain.

But this frail and frightening man, this Liu Junyan, this devil... didn't give Fan Cheng a chance to faint at all.

Liu Junyan seemed determined to peel off Fancheng's skin while he was awake.

The never-before-seen horror caused Fancheng's eyes to lose focus. After his arm was cut open, he only bled a little. This abnormal Liu Junyan didn't hurt his main blood vessels.

"It's fresh, Ah Hong... just bear with it, there aren't many places he can use it."

The corners of Liu Junyan's mouth were torn open like a beast, his eyes were wide open, his pupils were covered with terrifying bloodshot eyes, and the flesh on his neck was wriggling all the time, showing the appearance of a woman from time to time.

"Make new clothes...put them on and you'll come alive."

"Ah Hong..."

"Hey... Ah Hong..."

"We'll get married..."

"we will be together forever……"

Terrifying murmurs entered Fan Cheng's ears. He really wanted to faint completely to get rid of this mental torture, but he couldn't do it at all.

This Liu Junyan, who had no idea whether he was a human or a ghost, took a scalpel, and after removing the skin on his two arms, he stretched the knife towards Fancheng's chest!

Fan Cheng watched helplessly as his chest was cut open by him, and a stream of blood shot out instantly, spattering onto Liu Junyan's face, but Liu Junyan didn't care about it at all.

The unbearable horror torment devastated his spirit. He didn't know what Liu Junyan had done, and Fan Cheng couldn't faint. He could only close his eyes, not to look at himself who was being disembowelled.

However, the feeling of the body was extremely real. He could clearly feel the blade cutting through the skin, and the touch of Liu Junyan's fingers touching the flesh...

This kind of extreme pain has nothing to do with physical feelings at all, Fan Cheng can't even scream.

He had experienced the feeling of death before in [Delusion Clone], but this kind of continuous pain and torture far surpassed death.

If he could commit suicide now, Fancheng would never hesitate.

His spirit is on the verge of collapse...

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"By the way...the scalpel! Your scalpel!"

A gleam of light appeared in Zhong Xueran's eyes, and he said to Yan Xiao who was driving wildly.

"Put a scalpel in his heart and that's it...Three 10 minutes, I'm going to figure out how to win this game in three 10 minutes."

"Please, Yan Xiao..."

"Yan Xiao!!!"

Zhong Xueran kept talking, but Yan Xiao kept silent.

"Don't you want to see death? He is dying, Yan Xiao..."

Zhong Xueran burst into tears, she leaned against the car window weakly, her voice became smaller and smaller.

She knows that all her actions and words are unreasonable, she fully knows...

Yan Xiao glanced at her in the rearview mirror, and finally said a word.

"He is dead."

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