Chapter 270 Hair
Just when Sun Hang was about to step forward to take a look, a shrill scream suddenly came from the main room behind him.
"Give me back my son's life!"
"Ah? What the hell?"
Sun Hang turned his head and saw a disheveled "woman" rushing out of the main room.
"She" was wearing a dirty, torn linen robe, and all parts of her body except for her head were wrapped in this robe, but even that head was covered by long, dirty black hair that dragged to the ground. Covered by her hair, this "woman"'s appearance cannot be seen at all.
However, it can be determined from the outline of the robe that this "woman" has a very shriveled figure, with almost no difference between her chest and back. In addition, she can't see her hands, feet and face. Sun Hang is not sure what the other party's face is now. Towards yourself or with your back to yourself.
"Are you in COS Sadako?" Sun Hang asked, "Is there a well in this yard?"
"Give me back my son's life!"
The other party shouted in a sharp and harsh voice. In an instant, a huge amount of hair poured out from under her robe and frantically wrapped around Sun Hang.
Caught off guard, Sun Hang's left wrist was suddenly entangled with black hair - these black hairs were sticky and greasy to the touch, but extremely sharp. The moment they entangled Sun Hang's wrist, the skin was cut open, deeply. The ground sank into the flesh.
But what made Sun Hang a little strange was that the wound on his wrist did not feel pain, but instead there was a numbing itching sensation.
"Toxin?"
Without thinking much, Sun Hang cut off the hair with his knife. With a flick of his wrist, he dropped the hair that was stuck in his flesh to the ground.
"Give back my son's life!" The COS player of Sadako did not give up. Instead, he summoned more hair to attack Sun Hang. Sun Hang had no choice but to turn around and go behind the shadow wall, waving the saber in his hand, and kept He chopped the hair that was approaching him.
"The thing in the wall, is it your son?" Sun Hang asked loudly.
"Give me back my son's life!"
"He provoked me first."
"Give me back my son's life!"
"Is this the only fucking thing you can say?"
"Give me back my son's life!"
Looking at the endless flow of hair, Sun Hang felt irritated. After cutting off a bunch of hair that was wrapped around his neck, Sun Hang simply stopped dodging and drew out his pistol directly, aiming at "Zhen." son's head.
"That's all, I am a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to see this kind of human tragedy... Then I will reunite your mother and son."
After saying that, Sun Hang pulled the trigger.
The deafening gunfire echoed in the yard again. "Sadako's" head exploded in response to the sound. Her whole body fell straight back, and the wildly dancing hair also stopped and fell to the ground.
Seeing that the other party was killed, Sun Hang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It seems that this strange thing is reasonable - the "reason" of "physics".
He stepped forward and opened the robe wrapped around "Sadako" with the tip of his knife. However, the expected headless corpse did not appear - what was wrapped in the robe was a large ball of dirty black hair. Nothing but hair.
"It's a pity. I originally wanted to evaluate my figure..."
In a daze, Sun Hang suddenly felt the wound on his left wrist was itching unbearably. He subconsciously reached out to scratch it, but unexpectedly caught a handful of blood-stained hair.
He lowered his head and looked at his wrist. These hairs were "growing" out of the wound, and in the blink of an eye, the wound had been stretched to the point of bursting.
However, Sun Hang didn't feel any pain at all, as if the arm didn't belong to him.
"Give me back my son's life!" The other party's scream rang out again, but this time, the voice sounded in Sun Hang's head.
"Oh haha, did it get into my body?" Sun Hang held the saber in his other hand, opened the wound on his left wrist, and cut out all the flesh and blood that had grown hair... It took the whole arm to There was no pain. Although the operation was rough, it was still neat. As the "hairy" pieces of flesh were removed one by one, the woman's scream gradually disappeared from Sun Hang's mind.
"Huh... I'm finally clean." Sun Hang took out the medical bag he carried with him, stuffed the alcohol cotton into the gap left after digging out the flesh, and then wrapped the wound with a bandage - if the pain is still there , just gouging out the "infected" flesh and blood was enough to make Sun Hang grin, let alone stuffing the alcohol cotton used for disinfection into the wound.
“Does this feel like the same thing when a doctor performs an operation on a patient under anesthesia?”
After the bandage was completed, Sun Hang moved his left arm. In addition to feeling no pain, the strength and flexibility of his left arm were not affected by the injury at all, and even the touch of feeling did not disappear.
"It doesn't seem to be a toxin..."
Sun Hang rubbed the thumb of his left hand back and forth on the pads of the other four fingers. The touch on his fingertips was quite real, and there was no delay at all... It was not like being hit by something that could make the pain disappear. Toxin-like.
During a comprehensive examination at the institute, Sun Hang also underwent a neurotoxin tolerance test-researchers would inject a very small dose of a substance extracted from snake venom into the dermis of one of Sun Hang's fingers. Within a few seconds, the entire finger will become swollen and lose feeling, which is very close to the feeling of being given anesthesia.
But now, what Sun Hang lacks is only the feeling of "pain".
He couldn't help but think of his previous experience of using "Wishes Come True" to block his own pain... Could it be that the ability he lost has returned?
Sun Hang tried to activate the "armband" stuck on his forearm, but the "armband" did not move at all.
He tried to summon Tai Sui's mycelium from his body again, but there was also no response.
"Okay, I'm overthinking it." Sun Hang sighed helplessly, wiped the blood on the blade with "Sadako's" robe, and sheathed the sword.
But the next second, something strange happened.
The blood stains on the robe were quickly absorbed, and then, the robe seemed to come to life, and stood up from the ground unsteadily.
"Is this a fake corpse?" Sun Hang squinted his eyes in confusion. He noticed that the hair originally wrapped in the robe had been scattered on the ground, and only the robe moved.
"Is it possible that the robe is the real body?" Sun Hang was also bold. He stretched out his hand to grab the robe, but the robe dodged away extremely nimbly, and then floated towards the main house.
"Is this... luring the enemy deeper?" Sun Hang couldn't help but hesitate as he watched the robe float into the room.
To pursue or not to pursue?
He was not worried about an ambush in the main house. The biggest problem now was the lack of ammunition.
One bullet was used to blow up the Buddha statue enshrined in the shop owner's house, two bullets were used to break the latch of the courtyard door, and three more bullets were wasted on the things in the shadow wall. As for the last bullet, it was just given away by a good person. It was consumed when the mother and son were reunited - the barrel of Sun Hang's gun was already empty.
"If I had known better, I would have brought the assault rifle in." Sun Hang muttered, "Damn I didn't expect bullets to be so useful here. This is unscientific."
Sun Hang stared at the open door of the main house for a few seconds, then turned around and walked out.
There is a saying that goes well, all fear comes from insufficient firepower. As long as the firepower is sufficient, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Sun Hang planned to return to the off-road vehicle and bring the assault rifle and all the ammunition - anyway, the sound of the few shots just fired had already spread throughout Maoyun Town, so there was no need to disturb him. .
Sun Hang had just raised his front feet and was about to step out of the courtyard when his back feet were suddenly tangled in the hair emerging from the cracks in the floor tiles, and the shrill and cold wail sounded again.
"It's really... the ghost is lingering."
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Sun Hang cut off the hair with a knife, but before he could jump out of the courtyard, the courtyard door was slammed shut - there was no latch, but the two door panels seemed to be welded together, no matter Sun Hang used No amount of force can push it away.
The ground began to shake, and many bluestone slabs were pushed up by a strange force. Countless black hairs poured out from the soil.
Sun Hang immediately prepared to climb out of the wall, but at some point, the height of the courtyard wall was extended several times - the courtyard wall that was originally only three meters high was now as high as three floors.
The bluestones shattered one after another, the soil rolled up as if boiling, and dirty hair emerged from the ground with a sharp hiss... There was almost no place to stay in the entire yard - except for Sun Hang's at the foot, and a path leading directly to the main house.
There was no change on the ground of this path, as if there was an invisible force that kept the hair out.
"Isn't your intention to invite you into the urn too obvious? Do you think I'm a fool?" Sun Hang looked at this route and couldn't help but sneered.
As soon as he finished speaking, the bluestone slab he was stepping on began to tremble, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the slab.
The other party's intention couldn't be more obvious - either, enter the main room; or, be strangled into a pulp by endless treacherous hair.
"Choose one of the two again..." Sun Hang took a deep breath, "Damn, I hate choosing one of the two."
He couldn't help but think of the scene when Yang Lian forced him to sign a contract of sale when he just woke up in the hospital.
"Damn it, sooner or later I have to let her experience this feeling." Sun Hang bit his back molar, "But before that, I have to go back alive."
Several more strands of hair emerged from the ground and entangled themselves with Sun Hang's lower body. Sun Hang cut them off with a knife. Then, like a ghost, he stuffed his painless left hand into his mouth. , bit it down hard.
Sun Hang bit hard, and he saw the white bones almost in the blink of an eye. The next second, bright red blood poured out from the wound, dyeing the entire palm red.
Sun Hang turned around and wiped the blood on his palms on the closed door.
His blood started to burn almost as soon as it came into contact with the door panels. In less than half a second, the two heavy doors were burned to ashes.
"The good news is that it works." Sun Hang thought the moment he stepped out of the hospital, "but the bad news is... I don't seem to have turned back into an ordinary person."
The moment the courtyard gate was burned down, the hair in the courtyard suddenly surged up like crazy. Even the path "dedicated to" Sun Hang was instantly covered with hair - but just as these hairs were wearing When he tried to chase Sun Hang through the courtyard gate, they actually burst into flames, and the unique smell of burnt protein suddenly filled the entire street.
Sun Hang took two steps back and watched those hairs scrambling to retract...but the flames spread instantly through these hairs, and before long, the entire courtyard was turned into a sea of fire.
Sun Hang opened the mirror, and he found that the flame in the mirror was a faint blue... It looked no different from the dragon flame of the black dragon.
"This is... Lao Wang's dragon flame?"
Sun Hang took two deep breaths, and then spit blood on the ground.
He raised his palm and looked at the bone-deep wound - blood was still flowing, and the entire sleeve had been dyed black and red. Sun Hang couldn't help but shiver when the cool wind blew.
"Since the dragon flame is still there, why is the ability to self-recovery gone?"
Sun Hang used his hands and mouth at the same time, and wrapped the palms with a bandage with some difficulty - when he and Wang Xiyi were "hand-to-hand", the wounds from the opponent's bites were sometimes deeper than this, but with the blessing of Tai Sui's ability, even Wang Xiyi bit Sun Hang's neck directly, and Sun Hang was able to recover within a few seconds. But now... let alone the wound healing, even stopping the bleeding seems a bit difficult.
"I won't die of excessive blood loss, right?" Sun Hang scratched the messy hair on his head and muttered - he had already lost a lot of blood when he just cut out the flesh and blood of the long hair, and now in order to break the door , and took the initiative to create such a deep wound... Logically speaking, with such a large amount of blood loss, even if there is no shock, the head will be somewhat dizzy... But for some reason, Sun Hang feels very good about himself now, not only There was no weakness, not even a feeling of fatigue.
"Is it because of the effect of adrenaline?" Sun Hang's medical bag also contained two high-concentration adrenaline injections, but he did not use them - these are usually used in desperate situations.
They are not used to save lives, but to fight to the death with the enemy.
"Forget it, let's go back to the car and get all the equipment..."
Sun Hang was just about to turn around, but what he saw out of the corner of his eye stopped him in place.
The two missing little girls did not know when they appeared on both sides of him again, staring blankly at the fire in the yard.
The firelight reflected on their fair cheeks, making them look red.
"The Zhou family has been wiped out." A little girl said, "It's so pitiful to have an orphan and a widowed mother."
"Yes, even the house was burned down." Another little girl answered.
(End of chapter)