Horror: There is joy in the opening of the coffin, and the ball is brought to the end

Chapter 1203 The Lost Alien Empire (37)
I walked over slowly and asked her, "Hey, little girl, why are you still mopping the floor?"

She walked closer step by step, holding the rag with both hands, lowering her head, wiping it up and down, her movements slow and stiff, because her black hair blocked her face.

She was a ghost, and it was night time again, when ghosts showed their true colors. Her face behind her hair was definitely not good-looking, so I quickly moved my eyes away to the floor she was mopping hard.

I was shocked when I saw this, the ground was covered with blood, her rag was soaked with blood, and her hands were also bloody.

The pool of blood seemed to be impossible to wipe away no matter how hard I wiped it off. It kept coming out, and more and more blood came out. My sneakers were even stained with blood.

I looked at her and slowly moved sideways. Her rag suddenly turned around and rubbed my toes. She suddenly looked up at me, revealing a face with seven holes bleeding, and spoke to me in a very slow tone and in a strange way. Said: "Trouble - give way!"

I hurriedly jumped away, "I, I'm leaving now, you, you are busy, you are busy!"

I took a breath and continued walking forward. I didn't go far when I saw two female ghosts weeding, catching insects and watering the garden. They hadn't finished their work either?
These are also strange, are they also doing horrible things?
Sure enough, the female ghost holding a hoe and weeding had already dug a deep hole in the ground. She put down the hoe and walked feebly to a pile of foreign objects. At first glance, she couldn't tell what they were. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was a pile of dismembered human bodies.

She first grabbed the long hair of the bloody human head and threw it into the pit, then the arms and legs, and then the body, one after another, many.

The female ghost who was watering and catching insects in the flowers next to her caught a big caterpillar struggling desperately. She looked at it with an indifferent expression, then stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it slowly, and raised the flower The shower started to sprinkle water, and what came out of the shower was not water, but bright red blood, and those flowers immediately emitted an evil black aura.

The female ghost who buried the corpse asked the female ghost who ate the worms in a cold voice, "What's delicious about worms? They don't have much meat. Do you want to eat this?" It can beautify!”

The bug-eating female ghost slowly shook her head, "If you accidentally eat a black heart, you will become ugly. It's better to eat bugs."

Hearing the words of the worm-eating female ghost, the female ghost who was about to stuff her heart into her mouth froze with her mouth open. She looked at her heart, and suddenly, she flashed in front of me and lifted the bloody heart to me. He asked, "Do you want to eat?"

I covered my mouth and shook my head desperately, "Thank you, I'm not hungry, can you eat by yourself?" After speaking, I turned around and fled as if flying.

"Oh my God, the female ghost here is a human during the day and a real ghost at night! It's dark, so it's better to close your eyes and go back quickly." I walked forward holding on to the stone pillar.

When I came to the corner and was about to turn, I was just about to pass the kitchen, and the shrill bleating of sheep could be heard from inside.

The kitchen door was open, and the female ghosts who were plucking the wool had almost pulled out the wool. At this time, the lamb was covered in blood, and the noise made the female ghosts very irritable because of the screams.

The fat female ghost picked up the knife used to kill the sheep and slashed the sheep's neck. Blood splashed all over their bodies and faces. The sheep's heads shook, fell to the ground, and instantly turned into human heads.

(End of this chapter)