weird world corpse
Chapter 91 The Weird Cold
Chapter 91 The Weird Cold
The butcher's knife was raised, with the light of the knife all over the sky.
The skeleton slowly shattered under the light of the knife, and Fang Mu's hands were not idle.
But unexpectedly, the corpse touch technique was not triggered, as if the skeleton in front of him was not weird.
"I'm so scared...I'm so scared..."
At the part of the skull's throat, that small piece of bone made a shrill sound.
Fang Mu pondered for a moment, the butcher's knife in his hand slowed down a little, and grabbed the bone that made the sound.
all quiet...
The corpse-touching technique did not come, but the bones held by Fang Mu vibrated and continued to make strange noises.
The canyon was still extremely dark, and the bone in Fang Mu's hand suddenly vibrated.
Fang Mu looked down, the bones in his hands had disappeared at some point.
"It's so dark, I'm so scared..."
There was another strange cry in the distance, Fang Mu raised his head, and there was a bone floating up and down in mid-air, it was the bone he was holding on to earlier.
"Shh!"
The bone turned into an afterimage, submerged into the darkness in the distance, leaving only the voice drifting away...
Fang Mu picked up the butcher's knife and chased after the sound again.
The darkness is like a beast that wants to devour people, except for the golden light on Fang Mu's body, the surrounding area is pitch black.
The weird sound got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
Fang Mu stopped, frowned and looked around.
Not right, very wrong.
If you say it's weird, but touching the corpse doesn't work. If you say it's not weird, why is there such a creepy scene?
The more Fang Mu thought about it, the more he felt contradictory, which had never happened before.
"Hee hee hee... Big brother, are you lost?"
While Fang Mu was meditating, a voice sounded.
Fang Mu lowered his head abruptly, and under the golden light, he saw a pale boy squatting at his feet.
The boy was as pale as paper, wearing a paper dress, with two purple circular patterns on his face, like blush.
Looking down the boy's face, there is a piece of white bone embedded in the neck.
As the bones vibrated, another voice came over.
"Hee hee hee... Big brother, come here, come with me..."
The boy faced Fang Mu with a pale face, and his neck was tilted to one side, forming an angle that ordinary people could not twist, twisting all the way to the chest, turning 180 degrees, and turning into an upside-down human head.
Fang Mu showed a smile on his face: "Okay, but big brother likes to play games with dead people."
The butcher's knife was raised, and the sky was swept away by the light of the knife, leaving only the boy's torso and head in the blink of an eye.
The boy who had lost his limbs did not scream, but the upside-down head creaked and started to turn around again.
Fang Mu stretched out his hand...
The beep still didn't come.
Fang Mu slashed across, and the boy's neck snapped off, exposing the bone.
The rest of the boy was crushed by the butcher's knife, and the bones flew out, which was grabbed by Fang Mu.
"What the hell are you?" Fang Mu frowned while pinching this bone.
Once again, the corpse-touching technique was not triggered. Is it really not weird?
There was a vibration from the bone, and it disappeared in a way that Fang Mu couldn't understand at all.
In the mid-air in the distance, the bone appeared again and disappeared into the distance.
Fang Mu rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and chased in the direction where the bone disappeared.
He wanted to see what the hell this thing was.
……
The voice in the darkness no longer appeared this time, replaced by ravings that were too low to be heard.
The ravings were so dense that no matter whether they were listening alone or together, they couldn't hear the content.
On the contrary, in the darkness and raving, Fang Mu felt chills all over.
This kind of coldness is not a psychological coldness, but a physical coldness.
Even with the golden body shrouded outside, Fang Mu still felt chills all over his body.
"The golden body can't stop it?" Fang Mu was puzzled.
The double golden body has a strong defense, and it is still unable to resist the cold feeling. Fang Mu is more and more curious about what is so weird here.
The further you walk towards the darkness ahead, the more intense the cold feeling becomes.
In the cold, Fang Mu's consciousness became a little dull.
Fang Mu stopped, put his hand to his mouth, and breathed out habitually.
This has been a habit for a long time. When it is too cold, it will subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.
Fang Mu looked at the empty palm and fell into deep thought.
There is no white mist, and the cold is indeed not coming from outside.
If he continued on, Fang Mu even wondered if he would freeze to death.
This is a predicament that has never been seen before. There is no weirdness, and no one comes out to be tough with him. He can't use his empty strength.
Although he stopped, it didn't mean that the coldness didn't get worse, but compared to walking forward, the coldness deepened much slower.
"call……"
As his consciousness became more and more blurred, Fang Mu couldn't help squatting down.
"Fuck you!" Fang Mu squatted on the ground, leaning on the ground with a butcher's knife, and stood up with difficulty.
The joints became stiff from the cold feeling, Fang Mu held the butcher's knife and danced in the dark environment.
"Cold?" Fang Mu said while waving the butcher's knife, "Let me see how cold you are!"
The light of the sword appeared all over the sky, and Fang Mu used Paoding Jieren's sword to the extreme.
Swinging the knife without a target, Fang Muquan used his consciousness.
Around Fang Mu, the dense lights of knives were like a fishing net, dyeing the surrounding darkness fiery red.
The cold still existed, and his movement of swinging the knife gradually stopped.
"Calm down!" Fang Mu took a deep breath.
The more dangerous it was, the more calm he needed. He tried hard to resist the severe cold and began to think.
"The cold doesn't come from outside, it's from inside."
Fang Mu put the butcher's knife back into its sheath, and pulled off his collar.
"This is……"
A black human-shaped pattern appeared on the chest, which made one's scalp tingle. When Fang Mu opened his clothes, the human-shaped pattern was constantly twisting.
As the humanoid pattern continued to distort, Fang Mu could clearly feel that the cold was getting stronger.
He tried to take two steps, and the black figure twisted even more, and the cold became more intense.
"Under the skin of my chest?"
Fang Mu looked at the black figure on his chest, pulled out the butcher's knife, and showed a cold look on his face.
Now that you know the source of the problem, there is no need to ink, don't you like to stay under the skin, I will dig you out!
Fang Mu raised the butcher's knife, and with the light of the knife flashing, the skin on his chest was cut open by him, and the black human figure disappeared without a trace the moment the skin was cut open.
The cold dissipated quickly, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
While the real air was circulating, the wound on his chest stopped the blood.
Fang Mu looked at the darkness in front of him, held the butcher's knife tightly, and walked over...
"No matter who you are, you must be caught by me..."
In the darkness, Fang Mu's voice could be heard far away.
Damn, it's too early
(End of this chapter)
The butcher's knife was raised, with the light of the knife all over the sky.
The skeleton slowly shattered under the light of the knife, and Fang Mu's hands were not idle.
But unexpectedly, the corpse touch technique was not triggered, as if the skeleton in front of him was not weird.
"I'm so scared...I'm so scared..."
At the part of the skull's throat, that small piece of bone made a shrill sound.
Fang Mu pondered for a moment, the butcher's knife in his hand slowed down a little, and grabbed the bone that made the sound.
all quiet...
The corpse-touching technique did not come, but the bones held by Fang Mu vibrated and continued to make strange noises.
The canyon was still extremely dark, and the bone in Fang Mu's hand suddenly vibrated.
Fang Mu looked down, the bones in his hands had disappeared at some point.
"It's so dark, I'm so scared..."
There was another strange cry in the distance, Fang Mu raised his head, and there was a bone floating up and down in mid-air, it was the bone he was holding on to earlier.
"Shh!"
The bone turned into an afterimage, submerged into the darkness in the distance, leaving only the voice drifting away...
Fang Mu picked up the butcher's knife and chased after the sound again.
The darkness is like a beast that wants to devour people, except for the golden light on Fang Mu's body, the surrounding area is pitch black.
The weird sound got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared.
Fang Mu stopped, frowned and looked around.
Not right, very wrong.
If you say it's weird, but touching the corpse doesn't work. If you say it's not weird, why is there such a creepy scene?
The more Fang Mu thought about it, the more he felt contradictory, which had never happened before.
"Hee hee hee... Big brother, are you lost?"
While Fang Mu was meditating, a voice sounded.
Fang Mu lowered his head abruptly, and under the golden light, he saw a pale boy squatting at his feet.
The boy was as pale as paper, wearing a paper dress, with two purple circular patterns on his face, like blush.
Looking down the boy's face, there is a piece of white bone embedded in the neck.
As the bones vibrated, another voice came over.
"Hee hee hee... Big brother, come here, come with me..."
The boy faced Fang Mu with a pale face, and his neck was tilted to one side, forming an angle that ordinary people could not twist, twisting all the way to the chest, turning 180 degrees, and turning into an upside-down human head.
Fang Mu showed a smile on his face: "Okay, but big brother likes to play games with dead people."
The butcher's knife was raised, and the sky was swept away by the light of the knife, leaving only the boy's torso and head in the blink of an eye.
The boy who had lost his limbs did not scream, but the upside-down head creaked and started to turn around again.
Fang Mu stretched out his hand...
The beep still didn't come.
Fang Mu slashed across, and the boy's neck snapped off, exposing the bone.
The rest of the boy was crushed by the butcher's knife, and the bones flew out, which was grabbed by Fang Mu.
"What the hell are you?" Fang Mu frowned while pinching this bone.
Once again, the corpse-touching technique was not triggered. Is it really not weird?
There was a vibration from the bone, and it disappeared in a way that Fang Mu couldn't understand at all.
In the mid-air in the distance, the bone appeared again and disappeared into the distance.
Fang Mu rubbed his index finger and thumb together, and chased in the direction where the bone disappeared.
He wanted to see what the hell this thing was.
……
The voice in the darkness no longer appeared this time, replaced by ravings that were too low to be heard.
The ravings were so dense that no matter whether they were listening alone or together, they couldn't hear the content.
On the contrary, in the darkness and raving, Fang Mu felt chills all over.
This kind of coldness is not a psychological coldness, but a physical coldness.
Even with the golden body shrouded outside, Fang Mu still felt chills all over his body.
"The golden body can't stop it?" Fang Mu was puzzled.
The double golden body has a strong defense, and it is still unable to resist the cold feeling. Fang Mu is more and more curious about what is so weird here.
The further you walk towards the darkness ahead, the more intense the cold feeling becomes.
In the cold, Fang Mu's consciousness became a little dull.
Fang Mu stopped, put his hand to his mouth, and breathed out habitually.
This has been a habit for a long time. When it is too cold, it will subconsciously breathe a sigh of relief.
Fang Mu looked at the empty palm and fell into deep thought.
There is no white mist, and the cold is indeed not coming from outside.
If he continued on, Fang Mu even wondered if he would freeze to death.
This is a predicament that has never been seen before. There is no weirdness, and no one comes out to be tough with him. He can't use his empty strength.
Although he stopped, it didn't mean that the coldness didn't get worse, but compared to walking forward, the coldness deepened much slower.
"call……"
As his consciousness became more and more blurred, Fang Mu couldn't help squatting down.
"Fuck you!" Fang Mu squatted on the ground, leaning on the ground with a butcher's knife, and stood up with difficulty.
The joints became stiff from the cold feeling, Fang Mu held the butcher's knife and danced in the dark environment.
"Cold?" Fang Mu said while waving the butcher's knife, "Let me see how cold you are!"
The light of the sword appeared all over the sky, and Fang Mu used Paoding Jieren's sword to the extreme.
Swinging the knife without a target, Fang Muquan used his consciousness.
Around Fang Mu, the dense lights of knives were like a fishing net, dyeing the surrounding darkness fiery red.
The cold still existed, and his movement of swinging the knife gradually stopped.
"Calm down!" Fang Mu took a deep breath.
The more dangerous it was, the more calm he needed. He tried hard to resist the severe cold and began to think.
"The cold doesn't come from outside, it's from inside."
Fang Mu put the butcher's knife back into its sheath, and pulled off his collar.
"This is……"
A black human-shaped pattern appeared on the chest, which made one's scalp tingle. When Fang Mu opened his clothes, the human-shaped pattern was constantly twisting.
As the humanoid pattern continued to distort, Fang Mu could clearly feel that the cold was getting stronger.
He tried to take two steps, and the black figure twisted even more, and the cold became more intense.
"Under the skin of my chest?"
Fang Mu looked at the black figure on his chest, pulled out the butcher's knife, and showed a cold look on his face.
Now that you know the source of the problem, there is no need to ink, don't you like to stay under the skin, I will dig you out!
Fang Mu raised the butcher's knife, and with the light of the knife flashing, the skin on his chest was cut open by him, and the black human figure disappeared without a trace the moment the skin was cut open.
The cold dissipated quickly, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.
While the real air was circulating, the wound on his chest stopped the blood.
Fang Mu looked at the darkness in front of him, held the butcher's knife tightly, and walked over...
"No matter who you are, you must be caught by me..."
In the darkness, Fang Mu's voice could be heard far away.
Damn, it's too early
(End of this chapter)
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