God Bestows Evil

Chapter 188 Carving of the Human Face

  Confirming the name of the ghost in the belly will not help anyone’s situation at all.

 Even how to deal with Rencha has become a problem.

It is impossible to let him go, but after killing him, it is difficult to ensure that the ghost in the belly will not appear in other people's stomachs.

So everyone could only tie up Rencha and put a piece of cloth in his mouth to prevent him from making random noises out of despair and disturbing everyone.

 After the Rencha incident.

 The atmosphere in the hall became very depressing.

 Everyone no longer had any intention of enjoying a delicious meal, and just ate up the lunch boxes to replenish their physical strength.

Some people didn't even eat, because Ren Cha was the first person to eat, so some people thought that the ghost got into their mouths while eating.

Wu Xian thinks so too.

 So he ate even more happily, and even ate himself to his heart's content.

 The ghost in the belly is staying in Rencha’s body now, and it cannot be separated, so it is safe to eat at this time, otherwise when the ghost in the belly comes out, you will have to eat with your life.

 What if there is more than one ghost in your belly?

Then consider yourself unlucky.

Wu Xian is not a god, nor is he even a first-class detective. It is impossible to consider everything. People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat for a long time, you will die.

 After dinner, it got a little late.

 In this case, no one is in the mood for any entertainment activities.

Yan Ting began to direct everyone and set up tents in the hall. Although this was once a hotel with many luxurious rooms, all the aborigines decided to live in the hall.

 This is a very correct decision. After it has been confirmed that there is a ghost, living in scattered places is an act of seeking death.

So the six family members stood up and decided to find a good room upstairs.

 Yanting looked at them in disbelief.

 “Are you really crazy, or are you just too stupid?”

 The mature and solemn Lou Yaozong shook his head: "Of course we have our reasons. Does anyone want to go with us?"

Yan Ting carefully looked at the expressions of the five people and confirmed that their attitudes were serious, so he did not stop them.

 There was no one on the Aboriginal side to follow.

 Out of the eight ordinary people involved, Tong Yuai, Mrs. Liu, Qian Yunhe and Sun Qian chose to follow.

Zhen Xiaoling, Li Wangyou, and Sha Huaqiang chose to stay. They felt that the side with more people was safer.

Ren Cha wanted to follow, but unfortunately no one wanted him to move now.

 …

Yan Ting looked at the backs of the ten people leaving and let out a long sigh.

“Everyone, take the time to rest and divide the people into keeping vigil. We don’t need to take any risks. We just need to wait here for five days.”

 “It’s only five days, it’s gone quickly.”

 The previous sentence was said loudly to everyone, and the next sentence was said quietly to oneself.

Luo Shiyi and other mercenaries are also holding their guns tightly. Only hot weapons can give them a sense of security now, although they know in their hearts that this thing may not be easy to use when they really encounter ghosts.

 One of the mercenaries kept pointing a gun at Rencha.

That ghost in the belly is the biggest threat tonight.

On the belly of Ren Cha, he was also entangled with a white cloth by Zhu Shuhui. He wanted to restrain the ghost in his belly, and his face showed a sarcasm with a sarcasm.

 Safety in large numbers?

 Is it safe if someone keeps watch at night?

No…

 From the moment they approached the island, there was no safe place.

 Yanting lived in one tent per person.

He was sitting in the tent, playing with the satellite phone, and exchanging text messages with another person. This person's name in Yanting Communication was "Shen".

He said: "I stabilized them, but this is different from what I promised. You didn't tell me that there is really a ghost here."

God: "It seems that you are really scared. This means that we did a good job and the experiment was successful. After this experiment, the island will be returned to your Yan family."

Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. It was just an experiment, as long as it wasn't a real ghost.

Yan said: "I won't be in danger, right?" God: "How is that possible? The experiment will not involve you. You are our partner. I will count on you to bring people over in the future."

He said: "I didn't bring it. I don't have any decision-making power. Everything is operated by you. Even the people are not chosen by me..."

God: “If this makes your conscience feel better…”

Yan Ting put down the satellite phone and scratched his hair in distress.

Just as Wu Xian guessed, Yan Ting knew the inside story, at least he knew part of it.

But Yan Ting believed that he was forced. Even if he didn't cooperate, there would be others who would cooperate with that 'god'.

 Suddenly, Yan Ting's expression was startled.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the satellite phone in front of him.

 In an instant, my whole body felt cold and my hair stood on end.

 “I forgot to change my phone number...”

The mysterious man who calls himself "God" is on this island, and there is a dedicated base station on the island, so Yan Ting chooses to use his mobile phone to exchange text messages with him.

 But because he was frightened by the ghost in his belly, Yan Ting was confused and forgot to change his mobile phone and used a satellite phone.

And his satellite phone function is highly customized and can only use satellites as relay stations to make calls and send text messages, so it takes at least ten seconds for a text message to be sent.

 But just now…

 He used a satellite phone to communicate with the mysterious person without any delay!

Yan Ting wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, her body trembling uncontrollably.

 He ​​is now convinced that any experiment the 'god' said is nonsense. The rumors about Surprise Island are true. His family was killed by a ghost, and now the ghost has lured him to the island.

 In a moment.

 Yanting felt that the world was dark.

 …

 The tent next to Yan Ting lives in Yan Ting’s female secretary.

 She works alone in the city, and her biggest wish is to find a rich husband.

Yan Ting is her ideal boyfriend. He is rich, free, both parents are dead, and he is handsome. She spent a lot of effort to become Yan Ting's secretary.

She thought that this trip to the island would be quite charming and romantic, and she could take the opportunity to run to Yan Ting's bed, but she didn't expect that Surprise Island would be such a ghost place.

There is really a ghost here!

 When she thought about ghosts, the female secretary started to tremble all over.

Just now, she took the initiative to get into Yan Ting's tent because she was afraid, but was kicked out by Yan Ting.

 This wealthy bachelor must not be a man of heavenly eunuch.

 The female secretary cursed.

 While packing the tent tightly, not sparing every corner, she felt a little safer until there was no ventilation anywhere.

“Brother Ghost, Sister Ghost, please don’t look for me. I will burn paper for you when I go back. Please...”

“Grandpa and grandma, please protect me and don’t let others bully your granddaughter.”

She kept mumbling, asking for everything she could from her ancestors to gods and Buddhas. She felt a little sleepy after begging and begging.

 The eyelids have been fighting for a while, and they are about to close...

Then she realized that her eyelids couldn't be closed!

 Because there was a sharp blade between his eyelids!

The female secretary suddenly trembled all over and wanted to scream loudly, but a hand covered with wounds covered her mouth.

　　呲!

The female secretary couldn't move her body. She opened her eyes and watched as the blade pressed against her eyes and cut straight in.

 No pain.

 But this eye has lost its light forever.

Then the cold blade was pulled out and kept cutting on the female secretary's face. Because the blade was too sharp, not much blood even flowed out.

 One sword, two swords, countless swords...

 The delicate operation of the cold blade was like carving on her face.

 (End of this chapter)