The supernatural scene is not NG

Chapter 22
How could Su Ruan know her name?

She only knew that this monster was called Yan Heng.

But looking at its painful look, he stretched out his hand to touch the sticky tentacles unexpectedly, and actually replied somewhat ridiculously: "Okay."

I'll help you get your name back.

The monster seemed to sense Su Ruan's thoughts, and the outstretched tentacles seemed to be about to retract.

But the next second.

The tentacles penetrated Su Ruan's body.

Everything is silent.

Su Ruan looked down at the penetrating wound on his chest, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was no trace of blood on the pale face, and it became like a corpse that had been dead for many days outside.

Like a ghost.

At the same time, the light blue light screen beside her kept flashing, like an electric current passing through, signaling a bad contact.

【warn……】

[Actor Su... Su Ruan, was... fatally injured... Do you want to buy it or not, a second life. 】

[The price is 500 experience points. 】

Su Ruan snorted in her heart, grabbed the sticky tentacle with both hands and pulled it out.

However, how could the monster let Su Ruan go like this?

It is a monster, but it is not human.

Who says monsters can't lie.

From the moment it was born, it would never trust humans again.

This human being is really too naive.

How can you trust a monster crawling out of hell?
It doesn't even believe in itself.

The monster's tentacles were raised higher and higher, but Su Ruan's struggle became weaker and weaker.

The electronic sound continued to ring in her ears.

[Actor Su Ruan, is...do you want to buy it...]

Su Ruan's legs left the ground, and all the weight was pressed on her chest.

She could even feel the ubiquitous wind passing through her body.

The monster lifted Su Ruan and turned her body away from the moon.

The bright moon turned red to black at some point.

The rolling river under the moon spreads like blood.

More and more tentacles crawled out from the bottom of the river. They couldn't find the huge and smooth stone slabs, so they stepped into the grave to find the tombstones of those people.

Finally they carefully selected a huge tombstone with the following words:

【Tomb of Wu Pannan】

Su Ruan was thrown onto the tombstone by the tentacles. The blood on her body stained the dark stone monument red. Pain came from her chest, making her unable to get up.

The sweat caused by the pain was like water, wetting the broken hair on his head and turning them into strands.

If it is put on someone else's face, it may be embarrassing and unattractive, but Su Ruan adds a delicate and pitiful meaning, which makes people feel pity.

Not a single part of her body was intact, and the white and tender palms rubbed against the rough slate, leaving five obvious marks.

The huge monster looked down at Su Ruan. It had hundreds of eyes on its body, each of which was watching Su Ruan's every move. It seemed that as long as she made any move, she would be killed by it.

Su Ruan frowned slightly.

Even though she was used to the pain, the pain distorted her expression a bit.

It hurt so much that she was speechless.

Perhaps out of pity for the monster in front of him, Su Ruan relaxed his vigilance.

Not choosing to treat such an injury was Su Ruan's punishment for himself.

Punish yourself for your extra kindness, and want to remember this shame yourself.

Panting heavily, she lifted her upper body from the tombstone, and the red moon behind her became more and more bloody.

The dazzling red color is like a drop of blood about to fall, and it will fall into the turbulent river with a click.

Perhaps Su Ruan's weak and unstruggled appearance pleased the monster. It didn't make a weird roar and gradually approached Su Ruan.

The eye, which was almost as big as Su Ruan's, was stuck to Su Ruan's body.

The sticky feeling made Su Ruan's hair stand on end.

The sticky and sinister feeling is like a nightmare that can never be shaken off.

No matter where you go, you will be found accurately.

Su Ruan gradually calmed down her breathing, trying to calm herself down.

The monster's tentacles gradually became stiff and cold, like steel, facing Su Ruan's back.

As long as the tentacles fall on Su Ruan's body, she will be pierced and turned into holes.

I don't know if it was Su Ruan's misunderstanding, but the sky began to fall.

Those tentacles that crawled out from the bottom of the river, like newborn babies, cheered and jumped for joy. They wanted to watch the monster kill Su Ruan.

Su Ruan knew that this was a sacrifice.

Weird creatures need blood to stay alive, and our group of people are their sacrifices.

Su Ruan figured this out and gradually lay down.

The monster's body is covered with eyes.

It is the embodiment of what it desires the most.

And the most important things must be subconsciously protected by it.

What is it?

What is its most important thing?

The tentacles grabbed Su Ruan's wrist and dragged her like a rag doll.

The delicate skin touched the weeds and was scratched by the sawtooth of the weeds.

The bloodstains on her body were like a red road that never turned back, dyeing the dark earth with traces of human beings.

The monsters' footprints stepped on the black soil, making the black soil even more smelly and gloomy. It was the kind of feeling that you could tell at a glance that it was not a good place.

It makes people's hair stand on end and makes them want to stay away.

The wound is rubbed over and over again, and the tender meat touches the dirty ground. This is a process that every sacrifice must go through.

Su Ruan's vision was a little blurry, and her physical strength was gradually unable to support her body.

Why did this monster bring itself to the shore so stubbornly?

Do you want to experience its pain yourself and then become a tentacle like this?
Suddenly, Su Ruan seemed to think of something, relaxed her body, and let the monster throw herself into the rushing river.

The red river covered Su Ruan's sight, and the blush that caught his eyes was like thick ink that couldn't be melted away.

Each stroke is the monster's past, its unspeakable life.

Su Ruan endured the pain, turned around with all her strength, her legs swayed like fish tails and rushed to the bottom of the river.

If the ground is the monster's revenge, then the bottom of the river is the monster's buried past.

Its bones must be down here.

However, when Su Ruan found the trolley case, there was no other movement for a long time.

For no other reason than because her eyes were filled with trolley cases.

They lay quietly at the bottom of the river without speaking.

Su Ruan didn't hesitate for too long, her body could no longer support herself.

The mud at the bottom of the river scratched the flesh under the skin, causing tiny pains, and each stroke made her heart tremble.

Her fingertips were constantly bleeding, but she didn't have the extra time to care, but stubbornly dug the sand at the bottom of the river.

Some of the trolley boxes here are large and some are very small, which seem to symbolize the age at which they have survived.

She pursed her lips and her eyes were slightly red.

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether it was the red color of the river that stained the eyes red, or the mud and sand.

Su Ruan put all the trolley cases aside, and finally found the bottom one.

She pulled the trolley case out.

(End of this chapter)