It sounded like a very heavy person running towards the secret room.
Yuan Zhisheng knew that it was Zhongnu who had returned.
The other party also came back with his beloved prey.
It must be the most beautiful trainee witch that the boy captured in the big house of the shrine.
And from the eager footsteps, one can clearly feel the excitement and impatience in the young girl's heart. The other party can't wait to bring this most beautiful girl to this storage room and eat her.
It's like doing it to these girls in a secret room.
Injection molding, solidification, makeup.
Eventually she became one of the tyrant's concubines.
There was no joy or sadness on Yuan Zhisheng's face. He pressed the handle of the knife and stood up, like a general about to kill the enemy.
There is nothing to hesitate about!
The destined opponent came with the prey covered in blood, and what awaited him must be Ling Ran's killing blow.
Close!
The sound of footsteps is so close!
The tent in the secret room was blown up by the dark wind, as if a vicious ghost would emerge from it in the next second.
A loud sound!
A low-pitched chirping sound suddenly started.
Yuan Zhisheng turned the spider cutter and pushed his ancient knife out an inch, and a blue lightning flashed out in the dark secret room.
Although it is also a dream.
This dream brought Yuan Zhisheng back to the time when he was seventeen years old.
But his strength is no longer what it was at the age of seventeen.
He is the most powerful director in the history of the Japanese branch executive bureau and the most powerful ghost slayer. He is also the current head of the eight Sheqi families.
No matter in terms of strength or mentality, few people can be his opponent.
But the opponent he faces today is an evil ghost.
If he is the most powerful demon slayer, then the opponent who is about to appear is the most powerful evil ghost.
This is a fateful final battle.
Fight until death!
One of the two must die, or both must die to end this war.
Yuan Zhisheng knew he couldn't hide, and he didn't want to.
In a way, he's been hiding for years.
In these years, he could have visited that small town and that dry well. But if he had been there once, he would have known that there was no girl's body in the cold well bottom.
It can be inferred from this that the younger brother did not really die.
But he didn't!
Over the years, Yuan Zhisheng has never visited it once.
Why?
Because he is afraid!
Afraid to face the rotting corpse of the girl at the bottom of the well, as well as that sad face.
The moment before the other party died, he was still calling for his brother. That was obviously the real childish girl coming back.
But Yuan Zhisheng couldn't believe it.
There was always a nightmare in his mind, that is, the rotten girl crawled out from the bottom of the well, crawled little by little to Tokyo City, crawled to Sheqi Hachi's house, crawled to his bedroom, and then stood in front of him.
He called to himself with a sad face.
The other party was calling, "Brother, brother, I'm here... Why did you leave me at the bottom of the well? It's really cold there. Brother, can you hug me?"
And when Yuan Zhisheng opened his arms and hugged his younger brother.
The other person's sad face will suddenly turn ferocious.
Then he took out a dagger from his hand and stabbed him directly in the heart.
And it's not just a poke, it's a constant poke, a constant poke.
Until it was dug into a bloody hole.
But Yuan Jingnu sat in a pool of blood and laughed, smiling both proudly and sadly, as if she were a real evil ghost.
So all this time, Yuan Zhisheng's heart has become twisted.
From beginning to end he wanted to escape.
So he never dared to go to that small town and go see the girl at the bottom of the well.
Yes, it’s not that I don’t want to, but I don’t dare.
That was the place he wanted to escape from, not only from that town, but from Tokyo as a whole, and then went to a beach called Montalivi to sell sunscreen.
Does he really like sunscreen? Or does he really like applying it to girls?
No, he seemed to be researching various brands of sunscreen, just to distract himself.
Just like when a person faces an extreme state of mind, he always has to do something else to distract himself from the pressure. Otherwise, if he keeps getting into it, he will only collapse.
As for the so-called taking advantage.
Haha, he is not that kind of person. Otherwise, with Sakura's charm, how could he turn a blind eye.
All in all, everything is just a distraction.
But until this moment!
Yuan Zhi had escaped his fate for many years. At this moment, it was like a flood of beasts sweeping in, and it would be more ferocious and violent at any moment.
He can't hide, but he doesn't want to hide anymore!
Come on, little girl!
Let us put an end to this fate!
Yuan Zhisheng drank deeply in his heart.
He held the spider tightly, turned the handle of the knife, and waited for the killing blow that was ready to strike.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The footsteps became more and more frantic and urgent. They seemed to be very close, but they seemed to have no end.
It was as if the surroundings were filled with footsteps.
At the same time, everything in the secret room began to undergo violent distortions.
The discarded old-fashioned record emits sharp and distorted singing, and the sound is pulled up and down, like the high and low notes of a choir, sometimes high and sharp, sometimes as low as crying.
Groups of scarlet blood seeped down from the top wall of the secret room. The secret room seemed to have become the organ of a certain creature, with tendons arranged intricately and covered with mucus and blood.
The light in the secret room also became extremely distorted, like a scarlet eyeball, with layers of blood rings emanating from the core of the lamp.
The originally mournful music became more and more violent, and finally turned into ferocious laughter.
It was exactly the same as when Yuan Zhisheng heard the childish laughter in his nightmare.
The laughter is filled with endless collapse, despair, pain and cruelty.
The surroundings became very illusory and distorted, as if the evil spirit lurking in the darkness would pounce out at any time, jump on the man's shoulders, and open its fangs to gnaw on his face.
Wow wow wow!
The entire secret room became swaying with blood, and the ground under the feet was no longer the ground, but turned into a long river of blood, with ferocious faces emerging in the river.
These cheeks look absolutely beautiful, and they are all girls that Yuan Jingnu once killed.
They screamed hysterically in the river of blood, as if venting their inner despair and unwillingness.
And as the blood rain continued to fall, the blood-colored river in the secret room became deeper and deeper, almost submerging to the man's knees.
Yuan Zhisheng's face was very calm.
Facing this crazy and twisted scene, there was no trace of panic on that stern face.
Some are just endless emotions.
He knew that this was the real world in a young girl's heart.
Crazy and sick.
He lit a Soft Seven Star, and white smoke rose up.