Chapter 157

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"Grandson... grandson... grandson..."

A voice kept ringing in his ears, calling his name over and over again in a miserable voice.

Sun Tzu raised his head from the table impatiently, and glared at the front, "You guys are endless, if you have the ability, you should show evidence, otherwise I won't admit anything..."

His eyes were blood red, and he realized that he was on a small boat at this time, and the voice came intermittently from the blood red water.

"Grandson...Grandson...you killed us...taken our souls...prevent us from being reincarnated..."

"Grandson...Grandson...you caused us...to be tortured by countless evil spirits in this river of blood...come down and accompany us..."

"Come down with us..."

Grandson looked around in a daze. He remembered that he was taken to the police station for questioning?
But the current situation...

Could it be that woman playing tricks?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and he tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart and persuade himself to face it calmly.

"I'm talking about the police comrades. I really don't know what murderers you are talking about. Now is the age of technology. It is wrong for you to engage in feudal superstition like this."

The surroundings were still blood-red, and the only answer to him was the sudden and continuous burst of bubbles in the blood river. The blood of "Gulu Gulu" suddenly boiled like hot water, and there were various voices mixed in it, the voices of men and women, old and young. in it.

"Ah...it hurts..."

"Ah... let me go...it hurts..."

"Grandson... I hurt so much, I hurt so much... Come down and accompany me, come down..."

"Come down... the heinous people will go to hell, come down..."

"Come down and be eaten by tens of millions of evil spirits, come down... grandson..."

The voices of each of them were shrill and piercing, and people couldn't help but feel irritable when they heard it, and their heads were screaming "buzzing" from the noise!

"Shut up, what the hell are you doing? If you have something to say, come out and say it to your face. What kind of a hero is this? I'm not afraid of you playing these tricks. If I don't do anything wrong, I won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door..."

Just when he finished speaking, a skinny hand stretched out from the blood-red water, and just when he was about to get up, he grabbed his calf...

The grandson who was clamoring very vigorously suddenly froze, and just now... he seemed to really feel a bone-chilling hand grasping his calf like iron tongs.

His neck lowered at a slow speed, and when that hand appeared in his line of sight, another hand, which was also skinny and bluish-gray with pointed nails, stretched out from the blood-red water again, Seeing that he was about to climb up his calf, he had the intention of climbing up.

This situation, coupled with the real feeling on his leg at this moment, made him have to admit one thing, "Ah...there is a ghost... hurry up, there is a ghost, there is a ghost...let go Me, let me go..."

The next second, waves suddenly turned up in the blood-red water, and when the waves hit, countless pairs of skinny hands stretched out from inside, and they were all floating towards the grandson, as if they wanted to tear him apart.

"Grandson...Grandson, you give me back my life...give me back my life, you made me unable to reincarnate, we will let you die in the river of blood today, we will let you be eaten by ten thousand ghosts...we will revenge……"

"Not me...not me..."

At this time, grandson Rong was already a little stunned by the two ghost hands stuck to his legs.

He didn't have time to think about the feasibility of this matter at all, he just told all his experiences and actions from a year ago to now like pouring beans.

Everything is fine...

(End of this chapter)

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