weird world corpse

Chapter 5

It's impossible to say it out, I still have to develop.

Fang Mu put the wooden box in his hand back, and said, "I don't know anything, I'm just an assistant."

The identity of the woman in front of him is also very suspicious, and the institution of Jiantiansi is also very suspicious. Fang Mu doesn't plan to have more contact with them.

Qing Ruowu nodded and let Fang Mu leave.

After Fang Mu left, Qing Ruowu came to the side of the female corpse and reached out to fiddle with the female corpse's head.

When she fiddled with the female corpse's head, the female corpse's eyelids suddenly twitched violently, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and her lips were split open, revealing the scarlet mouth inside.

This appearance seems to be smiling.

Qing Ruowu said indifferently: "Tonight, I am here to watch over you, but I want to see what you do."

The female corpse seemed to hear Qing Ruowu's words, and her trembling eyelids opened suddenly.

The whites of the eyes inside had disappeared, replaced by blood red.

"The world has its own way, don't go astray and mislead yourself, it seems that you still don't understand."

Qing Ruowu's eyes became cold, and the mole at the corner of his eyes became more prominent.

The female corpse's eyes were closed again, and the smile disappeared.

……

After a long journey, Fang Mu finally returned to his home in Dahuang Village.

There was a trace of true energy in his body that made him not feel tired, and the fatigue that he hadn't rested all night was swept away.

"Is this the power of this world?"

Fang Mu looked at his hands and felt that he could kill a cow with one punch now.

That trace of true energy stays in the dantian, but it is like an arm instructing it to go wherever it wants.

"By the way, that letter."

Fang Mu took out a letter from the space and tore apart the letter paper.

There were faint blood stains on the letter, and the letter paper inside was also blood-stained, like plum blossoms falling, and the writing on it was clearly visible.

"I'm so scared. A few days ago, a figure appeared in my dream. He was getting closer and closer to me, holding four things in his hands."

"I dream of him every day. The four things in his hands are getting closer and closer. I can hear crying and shouting. They are calling my name until last night..."

"I didn't dream, but I saw him, standing outside the window, holding four things...he said..."

"you belong to Me……"

The content of the letter paper stopped here, with a scribbled pattern hanging on the end.

Four round circles are arranged in a square shape.

Judging from this alone, it is impossible to tell what it is, except for the square arrangement.

"What does this mean..." Fang Mu rubbed his chin, the content on it was vague.

There was a smell of charred black, and the letter paper was slowly turning into ashes.

Fang Mu let go of his hand, it was already empty.

"That person... who is it?"

The only thing that can be determined is that person, the one who looked at the female corpse outside the window, most likely the one who killed the female corpse.

"Uh-huh?"

At this time, Fang Mu suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was being stared at by something terrifying.

The cold feeling is like substance, not something empty.

"Have you got your eye on me?" Fang Mu turned his head to look around, the surroundings were quiet, and there was nothing weird about it.

But this kind of coldness, which seems to be real, lingers like a gangrene.

When the headless female corpse came to the door, Fang Mu had already guessed that this moment would come.

The cold feeling only lasted for a short while, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Fang Mu touched the ghost thorn and blood-stained bellyband in his arms, and put the wooden box back on the table.

Now that you have entered this gate and entered this world, there is nothing to be afraid of.

All it takes is getting used to, like the first time he touched a dead body.

……

At night, in the cabin, only the Yingying oil lamps are flickering.

Sitting on the stool with only three legs, Fang Mu picked up the wick with his hands.

The flame in the oil lamp became a little stronger, dispelling the surrounding darkness even more.

Outside the window, under the reflection of the moonlight, the hazy woods are like terrifying ghost hands, shaking constantly on the window paper.

A trace of true energy in the body circulated, and all the exhaustion on Fang Mu disappeared.

It was close to midnight at this time, but there was nothing unusual.

Fang Mu got up and came to the wooden bed, and sat down slowly with his back against the wall.

At this time, a mutation occurred!
The flame of the oil lamp on the table shook abruptly, and the originally stable light began to swing from side to side.

The surrounding darkness seemed to be a wild beast that had always wanted to devour people, slowly attacking the place where the flames were shining.

The light yellow warm flame was weakening, Fang Mu turned his head to look, and the flame of the oil lamp on the table had unknowingly turned green.

Fang Mu stood up silently, reached out and took out the ghost thorn from his arms.

The blood-stained bellyband was still in his arms, and he didn't take it out all at once. He wanted to wait until he had to and use it as a backup. After all, five seconds of freezing time can do a lot.

"You belong to me... you belong to... you belong to me..."

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded outside the wooden house, intermittent and creepy.

The content of this voice is exactly what I saw on the letter paper. When the headless female corpse was alive, someone stared out the window, and then said this sentence.

Thinking of this, Fang Mu raised his head and his eyebrows twitched unconsciously.

There is a figure outside the window, constantly distorted by the green light.

"Belongs to you? Then you come?"

Although it is very dangerous right now, Fang Mu unconsciously felt a trace of excitement, excitement mixed with fear.

"Crack!"

At this time, the sound of bones breaking came.

The figure outside the window suddenly broke from the neck, and the head of the figure fell directly, and was caught by the figure again.

Fang Mu licked his lips, clenched the ghost thorn in his hand, and walked slowly towards the window.

The more he walked towards this position, the more frequently the green light of the oil lamp flickered.

The figure raised his hand and reattached the head, making a clicking sound.

"Ugh..."

Fang Mu swung the ghost thorn in his hand, mixed with the faint howling of ghosts and wolves.

Under the movement of the trace of true energy in the body, the ghost thorn shone with red light.

"hiss……"

There was the sound of the window paper being pierced, and the ghost thorn in Fang Mu's hand directly penetrated the window and stabbed the figure behind the window.

Under the infusion of a trace of true energy, a red flame flickered on the ghost thorn, burning the window directly to ashes.

"what--"

Behind the window paper, the neatly dressed female corpse was stabbed into the chest, making a shrill cry.

"come."

Fang Mu stood up, grabbed the female corpse's head, pulled out the ghost thorn, and stabbed upwards into the female corpse's chin, the fiery zhenqi instantly burned the female corpse.

"Don't you like being scary? How do you feel now?"

Under the light of sparks, Fang Mu's eyes were more terrifying than Li Gui's.

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