Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 72

Ha ha……

Walking in the underground passage full of peristaltic tubes, Xin Junmao tensed up and observed his surroundings cautiously. However, in this secluded and closed underground world, the sound of his panting with great restraint became very obvious.

Xin Junmao didn't dare to stop. He had a feeling that as long as he stopped for a second, those sinister creatures lurking in the dark would swarm out. This sense of panic forced him to move on.Of course, he actually didn't have the courage to stay in this devastated world for too long.

"Will the people from the Xuanmi group be here?" Xin Junmao thought, he didn't know if the Xuanmi agents had come to explore and investigate underground, and when he thought that he might miss the chance to meet them, his inner anxiety was like a bacterium Crazy breeding.

Smelling the stench of underground ditches, the sound of those sneaky and ugly underground creatures, such as maggots, mice, and toads, moving nearby, the wind gusts, and the damp spreads all over the place, which makes people feel a burst of life on the soles of their feet. cold.

Maybe it was because he was too nervous, maybe it was the phantom he saw in his "eyes" that made him make up the sounds of this world that didn't exist. After gradually losing his sense of the underground rats crawling around, he replaced them in his ears It was a low-pitched murmur.

In the strange murmurs, he could hear the pious emotions, like a madman chanting the Bible of death at midnight mass, or an evil monk knocking on the scriptures of the past life in the pale joy... Those voices with unclear meanings are luring him to degeneration, like nails dug from the top of the skull, eroding his brain bit by bit.

Whenever he was about to lose his hold, Xin Junmao would take out a bloodstone comb, as if he was holding up an exorcism magic weapon to the invisible demons in front of him, trying to intimidate and force back those hidden evils, and at the same time expel the haze in his heart with fear.

Whoosh whoosh—

I don't know how long he has been going, but the scenery in front of him has hardly changed. There are twisted flesh and blood vessels everywhere, scarlet. He doesn't even know whether his route is correct, but when he walked somewhere ahead, he heard the train The sound of speeding by on the railway tracks, this sound made him wake up suddenly, and realized that there should be an underground passage of the subway not far from him.

He shivered inexplicably, and then decided to follow the direction of the sound of the railroad tracks, turning into the branch road close to the sound.

"Please, show me a normal person." Xin Junmao no longer expects to meet those mysterious people who appear and disappear, but only hopes to see at least one ordinary person, so that he can at least have someone to confide in.

Walking faster and faster, Xin Junmao started to run. He thought to himself, maybe there is an ordinary subway platform in front of him, and he will walk through a gate and return to the human world.

It seemed that everything had come true. Xin Junmao saw a metal gate in front of him. He ran up the steps, pushed open the gate, and came to a subway platform.

But after arriving at the platform, Xin Junmao suddenly knelt down on the ground with a look of horror on his face. His eyes were bloodshot after several nights of sleep deprivation. He saw the word "heaven" written on the road sign of this platform, which caught his eyes. But it was all miserable conditions comparable to hell.

This is indeed a platform, but it is also the terminus of hell where human beings are forbidden to set foot. Its so-called paradise is limited to those madmen and abnormal creatures who have lost their sanity and morality. The entrance of a woman's residence is the starting point of her underground kingdom.

A subway train was close at hand, and it was parked next to Xin Junmao, but the cold temperature and bloody smell from the subway deterred him. He raised his head tremblingly, and vaguely saw that there was a spring of water gushing from the end of the train. Blood flowed out, and a familiar figure fell on the cold ground.

Xin Junmao plucked up his courage and stepped forward. When he saw a familiar pale face lying in a pool of blood, he finally couldn't help but slipped by his own fear and sat on the ground in embarrassment.

Zhang Xiaoxiao, he still remembers the female college student he met in the duty room of the subway that day. She had a fresh and beautiful face and a well-proportioned figure, but compared to her appearance, the other party's timid but enthusiastic and kind personality made her more attractive. People have a good impression and are deeply impressed.

But it was such a girl who had a bright future and was living in her prime, but died tragically in front of him at this moment.The cold dead white and coagulated blood stained her cheeks, and a huge hole was cruelly torn open in her chest. The subway doors opened and closed to desecrate her dead body, clamping on her slender waist. There are purple and black marks.

Looking directly at those eyes with slack vitality, Xin Junmao could only read out the deep despair and sadness.

He suppressed his sadness and looked at the carriage where Zhang Xiaoxiao died. The bloody and terrifying scene inside still made him crumble and vomit uncontrollably. What kind of horrific horror happened.

Xin Junmao didn't lie down on the ground until he vomited out all the bitterness and had nothing to vomit.

He was scratching his hair, feeling pain in his heart. He didn't know why he had to go through this, whether he had committed some unforgivable crime in his previous life, or he had done something wrong in this life.

He is obviously just an ordinary person, a person who was still struggling to survive with a confused future... But now, he is living like an evil spirit who has been sent to hell, and he can't escape even if he wants to.

Xin Junmao choked up a few times, but found that he was so sad and hopeless that he could no longer shed a few tears. His dull eyes swept over Zhang Xiaoxiao's corpse, thinking: Maybe death is really a kind of relief.

Xin Junmao began to calm down, and it was at this time that he noticed the backpack that Zhang Xiaoxiao had been supporting with both hands until his death.

"Why is this backpack intact?" Xin Junmao sniffled, walked forward, apologized to the dead Zhang Xiaoxiao, and snatched the backpack from the other's stiff fingers.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's chest and back were pierced by a thick and sharp thing. If she experienced danger before she died, and there was nothing around her, even if she didn't use the backpack as a weapon to fight back, at least she would use it as a shield. With the shield in front of him, no matter what, the backpack should not be intact.

Xin Junmao guessed that something important was stored in Zhang Xiaoxiao's backpack, so she had to protect it carefully.

After opening the zipper of the backpack, Xin Junmao only saw things in the backpack that a female college student would usually carry. Other than that, the only thing that looked more expensive was the tablet computer that the other party carried.

He took out things one by one, and then with a sound of surprise, he took out a simple yellow book from Zhang Xiaoxiao's backpack.

""Miscellaneous Notes of Fish Transformation", written by Ye Gong..." Xin Junmao opened the page, and immediately jumped to the place where Zhang Xiaoxiao kept the bookmark, and immediately read the strange legend about "Ghost Sea Merman".

(End of this chapter)