Chapter 69 Who Eats Who?
Chapter 69 Who Eats Who?
Around Liu Sheng's neck also hung a pair of child's arms that were so weak that they seemed like they would break if bent.
The darkness above the wilderness does not seem like a pure night sky, but rather like some kind of evil thought as thick as ink.
If she looked a little longer, she would feel this suspicious night approaching her, and traces of evil thoughts quietly eroded her mind.
So, Liu Sheng didn't look at it again, but silently carried the thing on his back, focusing on the only road under his feet.
The road under my feet seems endless, and the road ahead, hazy in the night, is like an abyss that devours the soul.
It's really easy to get distracted while walking like this.
Liu Sheng felt his legs becoming weaker and weaker, his back felt heavy and cold, and he was shivering with cold.
But fortunately, this coldness can keep her a little sober.
At this moment, I finally heard that thing timidly say its first words: "Sister... why don't you look back at me?"
Liu Sheng cheered up.
coming!
This thing finally couldn't be helped.
She opened her mouth to answer, but a voice suddenly rang in her mind: "You can't answer, you can't turn around, otherwise your soul will be taken away."
Suddenly I was horrified. I almost fell into the trap?
This voice... is it her mother's? It seems so familiar...
Maybe she heard it from her mother's stories when she was a child?
still?
Liu Sheng curled up his lips in a sneer and continued to walk forward carrying the thing on his back.
The child's tender voice rang in my ears again, pleading even more miserably: "Sister, I'm so scared, will you really not look back at me?"
After calling a few times, the thing finally couldn't hold back anymore when it saw that Liu Sheng was still unmoved.
Her hands were still hanging on Liu Sheng's neck, but Liu Sheng could feel sharp fingers scratching at her back. The sharp nails dug into her flesh bit by bit, and the cold fingers drilled in through the torn gap, followed by other parts.
The pain came in waves. Liu Sheng bit his lips tightly, did not cry out, and continued walking in silence.
Blood dripped onto the dirt road, her body became weaker and weaker, and her vision turned pale, but Liu Sheng still struggled to move a little bit.
Finally, the thing completely penetrated Liu Sheng's body.
If there were other people here at this time, they would see that Liu Sheng's skin seemed to be deformed and swollen by the bulging something, and it looked huge and weird.
it's time.
Liu Sheng smiled coldly, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty chill.
The small tentacles in the body quietly penetrated into the flesh, which belonged to the same body but not to her. One by one, they slowly weaved into countless black fine nets, trapping the thing.
Then, suddenly exert force!
Only a sharp, painful scream was heard muffled inside Liu Sheng's body.
Afterwards, these bulging things shrank rapidly, and Liu Sheng's body slowly returned to normal, but his skin was still a little loose.
After a while, the little tentacle finally burped loudly, then took out a round object the size of a head from Liu Sheng's body and threw it out onto the dirt road in front of Liu Sheng.
Liu Sheng looked down and saw that it was actually a head. The face was pale and wrinkled, and it looked like an old woman. There were a few sparse hairs on the head, which should have been white, but now they were stained red by Liu Sheng's blood.
The little tentacle told Liu Sheng that the thing on her back was a strange creature with a body as thin as a child but with the head of an old woman.
The head bounced a few times on the ground and seemed a little dizzy.
After a while, the wrinkled eyelids trembled and lifted up.
A girl's face with an evil smile was facing it, very close. The head jumped again in fear.
Then he glanced around and found that he was no longer in the illusion, but returned to the Wen family ancestral hall with dim candlelight. He knew that everything was over.
Nothing good happens every time I meet this horrible woman!
She is so weak, why can't I kill her every time?
Liu Sheng squatted on the ground, looking at the head's reaction, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.
Could there be such a cowardly monster?
Then how can you come out and scare people?
But it is this thing that has caused Cuicui and Liao Chengpeng to lie unconscious on the ground.
Fu Ze sat against the wall, his face showing pain, as if something had been taken away.
Fortunately, Liu Sheng directly absorbed the strange energy to break the illusion, otherwise who knows what would happen if they were trapped in it for too long.
At this time, the little tentacle quietly told Liu Sheng that the smell of this strange creature was the same one it had smelled on Wen Weilan, and it was very familiar, as if it had smelled it somewhere before.
Liu Sheng's mind moved like lightning. He stood up and walked to the altar. Then he stood on tiptoe and took down the tablet in the center that had "The spirit tablet of the late father, Madam Zhou's mother" written on it. The tablet belonged to the wife of Old Master Wen and the grandmother of Miss Wen.
The head was shocked when he saw this and became even more exhausted.
Liu Sheng looked at it carefully. This ancestral tablet should have been made a year ago, but the carving was clear and clean, and the wood lacquer was shiny and reflective, making it look like it was newly made.
She stroked the wood grain, and the brown-red color seemed to be mixed with some dark red blood-like lines.
An old acquaintance indeed.
"You are Li Shugui, right?" Liu Sheng asked, "Why did you become like this?"
The head looked up at Liu Sheng in fear, and answered with trembling dry lips: "After being captured by you... I was cut into pieces... I don't know what happened next. When I woke up, I was placed in this place."
Its voice was still as childish as that of a child. It was very strange to hear such a face making such a sound.
This pear tree ghost is not very scheming. His methods are simple and straightforward, but when used by people with ulterior motives, they become covert and vicious.
The person behind the scenes knew that Miss Wen worshipped her grandmother every day, so he directly set up the strange object as an altar.
Moreover, the deeper design is chilling.
Liu Sheng said, "You want to devour my spirituality, right?"
"Yes... But why don't you have much spirituality..." The head answered timidly. It was the first time that it had absorbed such a meager amount of spirituality recently.
Liu Sheng's expression was calm: "Of course, because I don't have any divine talent at all, and my spirituality is only ten."
The head opened its mouth wide, so why bother yourself?
And he even lost himself in it!
"So the rule set for you now is that if you don't look back, your spirit will be devoured?" Liu Sheng asked again, without waiting for the head to answer, and continued speaking on his own.
"I also designed an illusion to deceive with the voice of someone close to me, to ensure that Wen Weilan would not turn around and allow her spirit to be devoured."
"What's even more vicious is that they arranged a plot to make Wen Weilan go to jail for murder, in order to prevent Wen Weilan from realizing that she was set up and exposing herself, seeking revenge, and affecting the plans of the people behind the scenes."
"Of course, it's even more perfect now. Wen Weilan has been treated as a weirdo, and there is no possibility of a comeback."
"It's great to be able to perform a righteous and heroic act to gain fame."
"I'm afraid this situation was set up a long time ago?"
"Yes, the plan should have been started when Wen Weilan was a child, right?"
Liu Sheng turned around and looked out the door, sneering and saying loudly, "Really? Old Master Wen?"
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