Urban Witcher

Ye Shaoyang was too lazy to listen to her chatter, looked around, the right side was an end-to-end corridor, the left side led to the building, it was completely dark.

So I chose the left side and ran over.

With the help of the dim light from the corridor, I could barely see things.

After entering the main body of Building No. 5, there are rooms on both sides with closed doors.

Zhang Xiaorui followed him closely, looking at both sides nervously, and suddenly slipped, thanks to her agility behind her, she pushed her hands to the ground to avoid falling, but felt her hands were wet, when she looked up, she suddenly shivered. Shouted: "Blood, Master!"

Ye Shaoyang looked down and saw that the ground was covered with thick blood, the more he went to the depth of the corridor, the more blood there was, but the strange thing was that there was no smell of blood at all, otherwise it would be impossible to hide from his own perception.

Ye Shaoyang lowered his head and dipped some blood with his fingers, put it into his mouth, licked it with his tongue, and said, "It's human blood, but the yang energy in the blood has been sucked dry."

"Ah, what did it do!"

"Maybe you'll find out when you walk over there."

There are no zombies here, and there is no movement of zombies walking, Ye Shaoyang is not in a hurry, moving little by little, ready to deal with emergencies.

In his opinion, the absence of zombies is not necessarily a good thing.

——In this paradise where zombies are everywhere, even zombies dare not come to this place, but it is full of human blood, so there is only one situation: there are more powerful evil things here!

A large arched door appeared in front of it, and there seemed to be a few Chinese characters pasted on the wall above the door, because the light was too dark to see clearly, Ye Shaoyang walked in a little, only to find the words "small auditorium".

However, there are other things that attracted his attention even more:

On both sides of the arch, there were many people standing against the wall, divided into two rows, motionless.

Ye Shaoyang immediately pulled out the bricks from his belt, but after waiting for a long time, none of these people moved, so he approached them step by step until he came to the front, only then did he realize that these were corpses, not zombies.

These corpses all had their mouths open, and a huge iron hook passed through their mouths, and the other end was nailed to the wall.

The corpses are all hanging in the air, much like animals hung on the wall in a slaughterhouse...

Ye Shaoyang waved his hand to signal Zhang Xiaorui to be careful, walked up to him, and glanced over, all of them were women, and they were all students from their clothes.

"These corpses... why are they hanging here?"

Sensing the difference in the environment, Zhang Xiaorui instinctively kept her voice to the softest.

"They were used as sacrifices." Ye Shaoyang pointed to the center of the eyebrows of one of the girls, and after looking carefully, he found that there was a blood hole the size of a soybean grain in the middle, and then found that the eyelids were sunken. There are countless leech-like things, standing upright like melon seeds on the Japanese invaders, densely packed, and still wriggling.

This kind of scene was already disgusting to the extreme, but it happened to appear in the eyes of a person...

Even Ye Shaoyang, who was extremely resistant, was about to vomit, so he hurriedly looked away, and recited the meditation mantra to suppress it.

"What's going on?" Seeing Ye Shaoyang's expression was wrong, Zhang Xiaorui walked over, Ye Shaoyang immediately reached out to close his eyelids, and said: "It's not a good thing, don't look at it."

He didn't want Zhang Xiaorui to vomit in such a place.

At this moment, a series of weird laughter came from behind the door. The laughter was very jerky, like the accompaniment in a horror movie.

With bloody feet under his feet, there were corpses hanging on the wall in front of him. Hearing such laughter, even a lunatic like Zhang Xiaorui had skin bumps all over his body, and he couldn't help grabbing Ye Shaoyang's arm.

"Don't stick it so tightly, your chest is rubbing against me." Ye Shaoyang smiled, suddenly raised his foot, and kicked hard on the door.

The most direct way to deal with this kind of evil thing that pretends to be a ghost is to make it appear immediately.

It was a large room, fitted in the manner of a small auditorium: a stage in the middle, and seats on either side.

In the middle and back of the stage, there is a rotating luminous body, very similar to the kind of "welding rod" played by children. It is constantly rotating, sparks are flying, and the aura is divided into several beams of light, which disappear into the air. middle.

It is these lights that illuminate the entire room.

In the middle of this luminous body, there is a vortex-like existence. Ye Shaoyang saw it, and immediately recognized that it was the eye of the formation!

I guessed right, the eye of the formation is indeed here!

However, in front of this array of eyes, there are more than a dozen people whose feet do not touch the ground—it should be said that they are ghosts, standing in a row holding hands. , still with their backs to this side, they all turned their heads and looked at Ye Shaoyang, with a weird smile on the corner of their mouths.

This feeling is extremely weird, especially for many female ghosts whose backs are turned to this side, their heads are turned 180 degrees...

Zhang Xiaorui huddled tightly behind Ye Shaoyang, shaking like chaff all over her body.

Zombies make people feel sick, but people have an instinctive fear of ghosts, no matter how many times they see ghosts, the same.

"Master..."

"Don't ask anything, follow me closely, never leave! Remember!"

"Cluck..."

More than a dozen female ghosts laughed together.

Shocking laughter echoed in the empty room.

Ye Shaoyang immediately realized that this was a kind of charm technique, threw away the brick, pinched the fingers with his left hand, and drew a word "Chi" in the air.

"All demonic appearances, get rid of them all!"

An indeterminate enchantment was formed, blocking the ghostly laughter.

These female ghosts were still laughing, their branches trembling from the laughter, and they fell to the ground, each of them sticking out their scarlet tongues, licking the ground one by one.

The black-red ghost blood flowed out along the tongue, and soon gathered on the ground into a pool of blood.

The middle part of the pool of blood suddenly broke open, and one hand stretched out from the ground, followed by another, then the torso, and finally, a figure covered in blood came out of the pool of blood, lying on the ground, posing vigorously The head, the long hair flicked back and forth, shaking off the blood.

His pale skin was gradually revealed.

"thump!"

Zhang Xiaorui's legs went limp and she fell to the ground. She saw the most terrifying scene in her life:

The female ghost's skin was wrinkled all over her body. Under the reflection of the light beam behind her, she could see black stitches all over her body, like centipedes crawling on her body.

It gave the impression that her whole body was stitched together with needles and threads, especially on her face, where there were at least five lines of tens of centimeters long.

Moreover, the sewing technique is very poor, uneven, and some places have red R's turned outwards.

And the scariest thing was that her mouth was also sewn shut, and there seemed to be something in her mouth, pushing it out, as if the mouth was sewn up to prevent the things inside from coming out.