Chapter 323 It’s dawn
The sound was very neat and fast, and everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath.
The next second, Zuo Jing's pupils changed suddenly. She saw several paper figures emerging from the mist. The leader of the paper figures was holding a paper lantern in his hand.
The paper man walks unsteadily, his body is extremely uncoordinated, and his head seems unstable, swaying from side to side, as if he might fall down at any time.
Zuo Jing couldn't help but gasped. She could feel that they seemed to be looking for some prey.
"Don't make a sound." An Xuan whispered.
Everyone buried their heads lower, and Zuo Jing even held her breath.
Fortunately, the paper man did not notice them, but wandered away. They did not dare to get up until the friction sound disappeared.
"It's okay." An Xuan breathed out, retracted his gaze into the mist, then stretched out his hand, and in Zuo Jing's shocked eyes, pulled the bride off her back.
Zuo Jing’s eyes changed slightly, “It’s him?!”
The man lying on the ground was very thin, and most importantly, his face turned out to be Mr. Huang!
At this moment, Mr. Huang's appearance has completely changed compared to before. The once listless look has been wiped away. His eyes widened after his identity was revealed. Dense bloodshot eyes were spread all over the whites of his eyes, and he opened his eyes. Mouth, making a whirring sound.
"What we convey in this scene is him, not ghosts." An Xuan explained in a low voice: "Those paper figures just now... are ghosts."
Zuo Jing seemed to suddenly After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said: "Is it the paper man who pointed the direction when we docked?"
"Yes."
"Leave first." An Xuan continued: "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back."
"What should he do?" Zuo Jing said, looking at Mr. Huang who was wearing a bright red costume.
“Knock them unconscious and take them away.”
They chose a small path, probably because they were worried about encountering those weird paper figures again.
I don’t know when it began to rain lightly in the sky. The group of people hurried on with their heads down. On the way, Youqi proposed to stop and take shelter from the rain, but Zuo Jing vetoed it. She just wanted to return to the room immediately.
Her eyes kept looking around, and her intuition told her that the danger was still there and had not disappeared.
As her physical strength was on the verge of being exhausted, Zuo Jing’s footsteps became heavier and heavier. Slowly, she was left behind by the team.
After a while, the fat man walking in front of her also asked to take shelter from the rain. Zuo Jing, who was upset in her heart, refused again. She couldn't figure out, are these two people crazy?
Knowing that there are paper figures outside looking for them, they still want to take shelter from the rain
They will not die if they get wet from the rain.
But what Zuo Jing didn't expect was that more and more people asked to stop and take shelter from the rain. Finally, even An Xuan also asked to stop and find a place to take shelter.
What makes Zuo Jing even more confused is that the teammates in front of her are just immersed in their way. Even when they asked to take shelter from the rain, they did not look back. Their postures were surprisingly consistent.
A flash of lightning passed.
With a moment of light, Zuo Jing was surprised to find that the water on the ground had colors, green, yellow, and red, all gathered together, like a spilled portion. Color palette.
Moving her eyes little by little, Zuo Jing discovered that the paint was flowing from the bodies of the teammates in front of her, along the trouser legs, dripping little by little, and finally mixed together.
Oops
Just when Zuo Jing was about to escape, the thunder in the sky was late.
"Boom!"
At the moment when the thunder sounded, the six teammates turned around as if they had received the instructions at the same time. The moment they saw their faces clearly, Zuo Jing continued The heartbeat stopped.
Their faces are melting.
Like a wax figure that had been burnt by fire, the eyes, nose, mouth and ears had all moved out of position. In some cases, even the facial features could not be found. The eyes moved down and were mixed with the mouth and nose.
Wet paint kept dripping from their faces, Zuo Jing's head banged, and she immediately understood that these friends in front of her were all paper figures!
They are the ghosts!
"Why don't you take shelter from the rain?" The fat man, whose eyes had completely melted away, took a step forward and said coldly: "Why?!"
"You really want to watch us die. "?" Xia Meng, whose face was completely discolored, screamed.
"Kill her!"
"Kill her!"
"Skin her off and we will no longer be afraid of water!" The paper people laughed ferociously, screamed, and walked The crowd came up in neat steps, surrounding Zuo Jing in the middle.
The seemingly limp paper man's arm grabbed Zuo Jing's body and tore off a large piece of skin with flesh and blood.
"Skin! I want her skin!" The paper figurine was stained red by the blood spurted out, and the bright red blood on the ground mixed with the rainwater, dyeing the nearby ground red.
"It's mine!"
"Her skin is mine!" The paper people tore and cursed frantically. They attached the torn skin to themselves, covering it tightly with one hand, like I am worried that it will be snatched away by other paper figures at any time, so I continue to fight for it with the other hand.
The shrill wails pierced the night sky, but soon stopped, and then there were only the sounds of tearing and flesh rolling in the muddy water.
Mr. Huang, who was wearing a bright red costume, squatted on the ground stupidly, tilting his neck to look, laughing loudly, and blood splattered out, staining his face red.
When An Xuan and the others arrived, everything was over.
In the scarlet muddy water, there was a tattered body that looked like an irreparable rag doll.
The corpse can no longer look like it once did. Except for the hands and feet, only some flesh connected to the flesh and blood is left. The skin on the body has been peeled off, and the face is the same.
One eye is connected by blood vessels and nerves, hanging outside, and the other has completely disappeared, leaving only a hollow eye socket, staring at the night sky above.
Anyone can see how much pain Zuo Jing suffered when she died. There are traces of rolling and struggling everywhere on the ground, which are intermittent and are 10 meters long.
There were pieces of clothes everywhere along the way, and of course, more of them were scattered pieces of flesh.
Xia Meng held on to the only lantern in the team.
The fat man looked at the tragic scene in front of him. The smell of blood kept pouring into his nose, and something was rumbling in his stomach. Chen Qiang and You Qi had already vomited once each.
He is okay, it is still brewing.
Only An Xuan was squatting beside the mutilated corpse, with one knee in the blood. No one disturbed him. The scene was solemn and solemn, like a memorial ceremony.
The mouth of the corpse is wide open, still maintaining the scene before death.
After a while, An Xuan stood up and said, "Let's go." He looked at the lake where the fog had dissipated, and said softly: "It's almost dawn."
After this incident, Fatty felt that something had happened in the team. After a subtle change, only he and the doctor returned to their room.
"Doctor." After closing the door, the fat man couldn't wait to ask: "Why did Xia Meng and An Xuan leave together? Don't they need to hide their identities?"
Take off your shoes, Jiang Cheng arrested He picked up a pillow and leaned on the bed, "What else are you hiding?" He glanced out the window and exhaled: "Didn't you listen to him? It's almost dawn." The monthly reward ticket is doubled today (crazy hint!)
(End of this chapter)