Chapter 300 Death Knell! The brand in the depths of the soul
I really want to talk, but I can't move my mouth at all. It's difficult to make any sound. I can only struggle back and forth, but it's just a mental struggle. Now I'm like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. I can only let it go.
Human slaughter…
The woman seemed to have read through my thoughts and said softly:
"Don't worry, sir, I'll let you enjoy it just like him... Haha..."
After saying that, she opened her shrinking mouth, stuck out a scarlet tongue, then opened my mouth with her hands, and slowly lowered her head...
“Holy shit!!!”
My eyes widened, and I watched helplessly as the greasy tongue was about to stick out into my mouth, but I felt like I was being held down by a ghost and there was nothing I could do about it?!
"When... when... when..."
At this time, a piercing sound of bells suddenly came from the dark street outside the house, which seemed very heavy in this silent night, like a death knell hitting my brain one after another.
The shock made my head hurt!
"who?!"
The woman who was about to lean down suddenly straightened up. Her blood-covered eyes were staring at the outside of the room. I actually saw a trace of nervousness and fear in her frightening eyes.
"When... when... when..."
The bell rang again, and the woman stood up suddenly, covering her head with her hands and shouting in horror:
"No...don't!!!"
Then I rushed out the door like crazy and disappeared. The kerosene lamp in the room went out with a "pop", and my body returned to normal for a moment. I sat up from the bed in a hurry, breathing heavily, and remembered
The scene just now made me feel a little scared!
"Dang...dang..."
There was a sound of walking coming out of the door, and I immediately became alert. I looked up and saw a thin figure walking in from the door. I was completely relieved after I saw the person clearly.
The figure walked straight to the bed and sat next to me, smiling softly and saying:
"I'm not disturbing your business, are you?"
I glared at him and complained:
"Brother, you are too slow. If you come a few seconds later, my heart will be ripped out by ghosts!"
Yunfei adjusted his glasses helplessly.
"I also want to hurry up, but this Rouge Street is very weird. I got lost as soon as I entered and couldn't get to the end at all. If I hadn't used the Heaven and Earth Yuan Chen Ruler to guide me, I'm afraid I would have had to collect your body."
I didn't have time to argue with him, so I thought of the bell ringing just now, so I asked him what was going on.
"There is a bell tower behind the Rouge Shop. I just went to the bell tower to ring the bell. After all, decades have passed and the bell is already dilapidated. It is not easy to ring the few bells just now."
I nodded suddenly, that's what happened, but another question came to my mind, so I asked:
"The proprietress of the rouge shop seems to be afraid of hearing the bell. Why is that?"
"I forgot to tell you before that the bell tower already existed before Rouge Street was bloodbathed. Rumor has it that this kind of tower was built by a temple that donated all its incense money in order to cleanse the poor women on this street.
Get rid of your sins..."
Having said this, Yunfei shook his head helplessly and sighed:
"Hey, it's a pity that none of the women here can understand the painstaking efforts of the temple. They are engaged in flesh and blood day and night in the company of the bells. Over time, they form memories and leave a terrible mark on their hearts..."
I was surprised and murmured:
"Could it be that the proprietress of the rouge shop was also..." before opening the rouge shop?
I didn't continue, but Yunfei understood what I meant. He nodded gently without saying a word.
After a moment of silence, I stood up and said:
"Let's go and take a look first."
After I came out of the small building, I saw those female ghosts in gorgeous cheongsam still standing there with their heads lowered, but their heads seemed to be slightly raised than before, and not as low. This scene made my heart skip a beat.
one time…
"What's wrong with them?" Yun Fei asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"They are all powerful ghosts, hiding in every corner of Rouge Street. They were also the miserable women who died at the hands of the warlords. I used the curse to summon evil spirits to force them to appear, and I locked their ghost gates with red threads in advance.
That’s why they can be so peaceful..."
"But we can't hold on for long. When they raise their heads completely, the red thread will be broken, and then the two of us will have to be torn alive by them."
Yunfei glared at me,
"Oh, I'm really nosy. It would be great to have tea in the tea house, but I have to join in the fun with you. So what do you think we should do now? It's impossible to forcibly liberate so many evil ghosts, right?"
I lowered my head and pondered for a moment,
"It's not impossible. I got a treasure from Shiwanda Mountain this time. I can forcibly save them. But I don't want to do that. I want them to go to the underworld on their own?"
"What?!"
Yunfei said in surprise:
"Are you not reading the joke? How many insults and glares did they suffer during their lifetimes? How much resentment and obsession must they have to avoid being reincarnated after they died suddenly? You want to persuade them to go to the underworld on their own? How is that possible? You
What a holy bitch!”
"roll!"
I scolded him,
"It's not that I don't want to save them, but because it takes a lot of energy and mana to use that thing once. I have an old injury and I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on. The most important thing is that if the proprietress of the rouge shop suddenly appears while I'm casting the spell,
When the time comes, there will be nothing left to do, and it will be a dead end."
Yunfei nodded and said:
"Don't you have a ghost servant from the Republic of China? If you call her out and ask her, she must be from the same period. Maybe there will be some good ideas."
My eyes lit up, yes! Why didn't I think of it before?
So he quickly activated the ghost mark on his arm, and a beautiful figure immediately emerged from the gloomy wooden box in his backpack. It was the graceful Ye Qing in a cheongsam.
As soon as Ye Qing came out, he saw a long row of female ghosts in front of him. His expression suddenly changed. Before she could speak, I briefly explained the situation.
"Ye Qing, time is pressing. You are women of the same era. Do you think there is any good way to get them to go to the underworld voluntarily?"
Ye Qing looked at the long queue, his eyes full of melancholy, and said quietly:
"Actually, the method is very simple. At that time, there was war and chaos, refugees were everywhere, and most people could not even afford to eat. Poor families sold their sons and daughters. These women were sold to brothels for nothing more than a few silver coins. All for
To survive, there may be only one word that can impress them, and that is...money!"