Chapter 225 The most talented girl in Humen Martial Arts Academy!
"Ho ho ho..."
Zhang Jiancheng's body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, and he was shaking more and more violently.
His hands gripped his face tightly, his fingertips digging deeply into his skin, trying to break free from the prison that restricted his reason.
The body is bent into an arch shape, the back is arched, and the legs are shaking weakly. The whole posture is twisted and painful, like a prawn that has been cooked in boiling water and is struggling hard.
As the syllables of "ah" in his mouth gradually distorted into a low and hoarse "ho" sound,
an ominous premonition filled the air.
This voice is like a wail from the abyss, full of helplessness and despair.
Zhang Jiancheng's throat was tightly strangled by invisible hands, and every breath was accompanied by painful gasps.
It seemed as if some force was squeezing crazily inside, tearing at his throat. .
Those bloodshot eyes no longer reflected fear, but complete madness and self-destructive determination.
His hands, like sharp blades, scratched his face over and over again, and every time he exerted force, he was accompanied by the sound of bloody tearing.
The nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood flowed out along the gaps between the fingers, staining Zhang Jiancheng's hands and the skirt of his clothes red.
Huang Qiucheng and the middle-aged woman were both horrified when they witnessed this scene. Their eyes were full of disbelief and fear.
Zhang Jiancheng's hands, like a tireless machine, continued to wreak havoc on the face that had changed beyond recognition.
Blood and tears intertwined, blurring his vision and blurring the boundary between him and the world.
His face, under his madness, gradually became bloody and bloody, and the hideous wounds were like winding rivers, flowing with the lament of life.
Finally, when the last painful roar was replaced by silence.
Zhang Jiancheng just opened his mouth and let out a silent roar. There was no trace of life in his empty eyes.
On the ground, his blood gathered into a trickle, intertwined with the yellow paper that had fallen before, forming a shocking picture.
As the last piece of flesh and blood on Zhang Jiancheng's face peeled off,
a horrific scene beyond common sense slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes,
even the well-informed Huang Haibo couldn't help but gasp. A breath of cold air filled my heart with unprecedented shock and chill.
The face that once belonged to Zhang Jiancheng no longer exists at this moment,
Replaced by a face carefully woven from paper,
it quietly Adhering to the original bloody outline, it looks weird and absurd.
On the face of this paper man, there is a stiff and twisted smile.
That smile seems to contain endless pain and struggle,
But in the eyes of others , but with a strange joy inexplicably,
The upward curve of the corners of the mouth was exaggerated and exaggerated, as if it were a puppet being manipulated, performing a silent tragedy.
On both sides of the cheeks, scarlet blush as red as snow was applied, which was in sharp contrast with the pale paper around it, making it even more eerie and ominous.
This color should be a symbol of vitality, but at this moment it is like the traces of blood solidified, making people shudder.
The smile of the paper man was intertwined with the blush, creating an indescribable atmosphere of terror, as if even the air was trembling.
Zhang Jiancheng's hands hung weakly on both sides of his body, with pieces of flesh and blood still remaining between his fingernails. They dripped slowly and merged with the yellow paper already spread on the ground.
His clothes were also dyed red with blood, forming a strange harmony with the paper face.
It was unclear whether this was the collapse of a flesh and blood body or the collapse of a flesh-and-blood body. An elaborate horror trap.
At this moment, Zhang Jiancheng no longer has any characteristics that a human should have. His skin has become extremely yellow and astringent.
The texture is surprisingly similar to the yellow paper falling around him. He is no longer It's a living person,
but a part of this weird scene.
In the villa, the lights are still flickering on and off, and the yellow paper is still falling, but all this is no longer important.
Everyone's eyes are focused on Zhang Jiancheng.
The person he once was has now become a terrifying existence that cannot be described in words.
The air is filled with a strong smell of blood and fear, making people almost suffocated.
At this moment, time is frozen, and the whole world is immersed in this irresistible atmosphere of terror.
“It turned out to be like this.” Huang Haibo suddenly realized: “It turns out that the real culprit behind the scenes had already used his tricks.
Zhang Jiancheng is no longer the original Zhang Jiancheng. .
His body has long been turned into a paper man, and he is just numbly and stiffly carrying out the instructions of the real murderer behind the scenes.
I have never noticed this.
< br>It’s simply unbelievable that this kind of paper man can still rob the consciousness of living people.”
Huang Haibo witnessed the hope of this process and had a thorough understanding of the other party's methods.
Huang Qiucheng's psychological defense has collapsed.
He covered his mouth and sobbed, with tears rolling down his face.
Huang Qiucheng never thought that one day he would witness his beloved husband lose his life in such a cruel and cruel way.
The process of turning living people into paper figures is so painful.
“Do you demons also feel pain?”
A sarcastic voice echoed in the villa,
These voices seemed to come from falling Every piece of yellow paper is like the emanation of every piece of yellow paper on the ground.
“Devil? You are the devil!”
Huang Qiucheng roared loudly: "Come out if you can, and I will make you regret coming to this world!"
Her facial features became extremely distorted, and she stared at the yellow paper in all directions.
“As you wish.”
As the voice that blurred gender boundaries echoed in the villa,
The originally chaotic and disorderly yellow paper quilts were flying all over the sky. An invisible force awakened and instantly stopped their endless falling.
These yellow papers seem to be given life, and they go against the flow of the air,
rolling back at an incredible speed, like fallen leaves blown up by the strong wind, but they are Faster and more orderly than that.
In this sea of woven yellow paper, a mysterious force gradually gathers and takes shape.
The yellow papers attract each other and fit together, as if they are performing a silent dance.
As the rotation intensifies, they begin to weave into a complex pattern, spinning faster and faster,
Until a huge whirlwind made of yellow paper formed.
This whirlwind is not the raging force of nature, but contains some ancient and mysterious power, which makes people feel awe.
Under the influence of this force, the yellow paper gradually lost its original shape.
They merged and pieced together, as if they were performing a delicate carving.
As time passed, a stunning sight gradually emerged.
A lifelike girl slowly walked out of the whirlwind.
She was wearing a dress woven from yellow paper, which was light and elegant, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.
The girl's face is delicate and picturesque, and her eyebrows reveal a sense of innocence and sweetness.
She looks about seventeen or eighteen years old at most, as friendly and lovely as the sister next door.
However, in this environment full of weirdness and terror, the girl's appearance seems particularly abrupt.
Her sweetness and cuteness are in sharp contrast to the gloom and terror surrounding her.
It is like a gleam of light in the darkness, which not only makes people feel a little warm, but also makes people doubt the warmth. Authenticity.
The girl's eyes are clear and bright, as if she can see into people's hearts.
But in such an atmosphere, her smile also seems to have a hint of indescribable meaning, making people afraid to approach easily. .
In the villa, the lights were still flickering on and off, adding a bit of confusion and uncertainty to this weird scene.
The appearance of the girl made the already tense and depressing atmosphere even more complicated and unpredictable.
“So...it’s you?!”
Huang Haibo was really shocked this time.
"Father, do you know her?" Huang Qiucheng asked in surprise.
"The number one genius girl in Humen Martial Arts Academy!" Huang Haibo had a complicated expression.
(End of this chapter)