Jiang Luo’s posture is strong.
The moment his lips came up, it was beyond the evil spirit’s expectation.
Chi You’s head is bowed, his spine is bent, his good manners have left him, and the evil spirits who are at ease with him are now frozen completely.
The smell of blood mingles between his nostrils, and Jiang Luo’s body has a faintly cold fragrance. He has been running for a long time, his breath is raspy and hot, and the smell of sweat mixed with the fresh scent of his bath sprays the side of Chi You’s face.
The blood of several people on the killer’s face was also on the brunette’s face in the friction.
The killer’s lips are icy.
It is as cold as a stone, but its surface is soft, as delicate as human skin. Like its owner, it is clearly a sinister and cunning character, but has to pretend to be a harmless gentleman.
After a second’s hesitation, Jiang Luo then ruthlessly teased Chi You’s lips and tongue, driving straight in.
Body . Fluid exchange.
It’s just lipstick on lipstick that’s of no use.
Evil spirits and humans meet within the lips.
A mixture of fire and cold, a certain eerie sensation popped from his lips into his cerebral cortex, bringing Chi You back to his senses in an instant. The evil spirit looked oddly down at the dark haired youth and met his eyes with the brunette.
Even when he offers to kiss him, the dark-haired young man’s expression is perfunctory, his face flashing with annoyance and impatience. He does not bother to hide it, his eyes look straight at Chi You, provocation and cunning hidden in them, like a net that envelops the evil spirit.
The knot in Chi You’s throat rolled as he tried to say something, only to be met with soft, supple lips belonging to another person. A feeling he hadn’t experienced in the past came over him, and he wondered why his throat was tickling more and more as he rolled the knot up and down again.
In a moment, brief or long, some hidden and repressed, dark and evil thought grows unnoticed and quickly, and the waves of the sea roll up like a fiery oil fire.
The evil spirit’s eyes were dark, and his grip on the chainsaw slowly eased, the shrill sound of it ringing uselessly between the empty corridors.
Jiang Luo tried to hypnotise himself in his head, feeling gloating at the thought of Chi You being disgusted.
His attack was unrelenting, raw and savage. Jiang Luo didn’t forget to count the minutes, he thought he would be done with the one-minute kiss before Chi You could react, but soon the evil spirit’s hands were around his waist, his chest vibrating and a stifled laugh spilling from within his lips and tongue.
At Jiang Luo’s look of insanity, he withdrew slightly, lips against lips, ambiguous breath flowing back and forth as he whispered, “This really is a non-boring way to go.”
The lips were moistened by each other’s touch, and as they spoke, their lips touched each other every now and then, which in turn felt more sticky than the intertwining of lips and tongues, making people breathless. “I like that, Mr. Jiang.”
Having said that, he violently took the dark-haired youth into his arms and kissed him back with an even more savage gesture of recoil.
This kiss was completely different from the one he had just received, and Jiang Luo was caught off guard and was forced to retreat by the evil spirit’s forceful attitude. Jiang Luo’s head jolted and his tongue ached from the sucking; the evil spirit was not human and his tongue could reach extra deep. He glared at him with fire in his eyes and attacked back with reluctance.
The tongues were engaged in a vicious battle, resisting, punching, biting, attacking …… Neither side was willing to take a step back as the engagement became more and more intense. The taste of blood was growing stronger between his lips and teeth. Jiang Luo’s palm was pressed against the back of his neck by Chi You’s hand, so he backhanded Chi You’s collar and forced the evil spirit to bend low.
The chainsaw stopped at some point and the sound of kissing amplified to a blush in the silence of the corridor.
Forty-eight seconds, forty-nine seconds ……
With only ten seconds left, Jiang Luo retreated from the evil spirit’s mouth without hesitation.
Jiang Luo wiped his lips and smiled at Chi You as he tried to come closer again.
Then, he raised his hand and pushed the evil spirit down from the sixth floor with great force.
The next instant, the light in the sixth floor stairwell snapped out and the evil spirit fell into the darkness, frowning in surprise as he stared dead at Jiang Luo, standing in the hallway light.
Jiang Luo’s slightly swollen lips were bloodstained, he smiled and wiped his lips as he looked down at Chi You, “The correct answer to this game is Qin Fan, Chi You.”
The corners of his magnificent red lips were teased, and the breath between his exhales was still glowing hot from the strenuous exercise he had just undergone, as he said, like a viper, with cold-blooded malice, “You owe me a secret, and I hope you still have the life to tell me.”
The next moment, the faceless mask in the darkness came swooping in, dragging the murderous demon in the white coat completely into the stairwell.
Jiang Luo slowly smiles away and whistles.
He headed all relaxed towards the end of the sixth floor, ready to find the dead ghost and Lu Youyi. But when he reached another staircase, he was surprised to find that the two of them had not yet come up.
Where are the people?
*
Lu Youyi and the dead ghost are still struggling to escape.
Fu Yuaner’s strength was much stronger than they thought, and they both ran up at least six flights of stairs, but when they looked at the stairway markings, they were still on the third floor.
They had met a ghostly wall.
You must not panic when you encounter a wall of ghosts, you must concentrate, but with the Fu Yuaner behind you getting closer and closer, and the walls crawling with twisting, seemingly living hair, who could not panic!
Lu Youyi’s mouth kept mouthing the words, but the more he recited them, the angrier Fu Yuaner seemed to get, and several times his hair brushed past his neck and hammered heavily against the wall.
Lu Youyi swallowed, “Holy shit.”
The dead man ran ahead of him, his lips cold and hard.
He doesn’t have a large sword in his hand and can’t think of a way to deal with such a malevolent ghost. But the dead ghost always thinks he can handle Fu Yuaner, but the reality is that he can’t even protect his friends and has to keep running away with the female ghosts chasing him.
This feeling of being a dog in a house was particularly depressing to the dead ghost. His irritation grew, and he thought, “Can I really not beat this female ghost?
The dead ghost glanced back at Fu Yuaner .
Fu Yuaner appears to be alive, but also dead. She looks up stiffly, and as she walks, chunks of decaying flesh fall off her body and quickly regenerate into the next piece of rotting flesh.
The dead ghost suddenly said, “Has she been made into a puppet?”
Lu Youyi was stunned.
Whenever you talk about puppets, then you only think of the Chi family.
But the Chi family had no reason to manipulate Fu Yuaner to kill them.
Lu Youyi throws another Fu Lu back and is about to say something when he suddenly sees a small figure appear at the stairway, none other than Ye Xun’s spooky doll Xiao Fen.
Lu Youyi was overjoyed, he only thought that Ye Xun was worried about them and had sent Xiao Fen here to help them, ” Xiao Fen! Beat up this female ghost!”
Xiao Fen, however, stared blankly at Fu Yuaner and did not move.
Lu Youyi ran over strangely and poked Xiao Fen’s cheek, ” Xiao Fen?”
Xiao Fen said, “I found …… her.”
Lu Youyi suddenly had a bad feeling. Xiao Fen had always listened to Ye Xun and would do whatever Ye Xun told him to do, after all, Ye Xun was his master. But the way Xiao Fen was looking at Fu Yuaner now, it was as if he had a sense of self.
“…… Xiao Fen ?”
He said hesitantly.
Xiao Fen turned her head to look at him, her dark eyes rolling a few times, “Can’t hurt, her.”
Lu Youyi swallowed slowly, sensing something was wrong with Xiao Fen’s body. Xiao Fen turned his head towards Fu Yuaner, but the next moment, Fu Yuaner’s hair wrapped around Xiao Fen, encasing the grieving doll from head to toe in dark hair.
Xiao Fen tilted his head as he looked at Fu Yuaner through the strands of his hair.
Fu Yuaner strangled Xiao Fen with the force of a strangler, mistaking her for a human and thinking that such force would kill Xiao Fen, and after a few moments Fu Yuaner gathered her hair and closed in on Lu Youyi and the dead ghost.
She walks past Xiao Fen, whose dark eyes look at her. The spirits belonging to Wang Xinhui have forgotten many things, and she has no consciousness of her own after she has become one with the spirits.
But it feels a little sad now.
Of course, it does not know that this mood is called “sadness”, nor does it know which spirits this emotion comes from, for it has forgotten the name “Wang Xinhui”.
But now, as it struggled to think of a different name, it came to mind.
“Pay, pay,” it said, ” Fu Yuaner .”
Fu Yuaner paused on his feet and turned his head to look at it.
Xiao Fen’s heart is inexplicably happy again, and it wants to say, “It’s me.
I am …… and who am I?
I am Xiao Fen.
It is a spiteful doll.
My owner’s name is Ye Xun.
He had so many good friends.
The two people you want to kill are his friends.
Can you be my best friend too.
Xiao Fen said, “I-”
Dense strands of hair abruptly re-enveloped it.
As if realising that the last one hadn’t killed it, Fu Yuaner’s hair twisted harder and the fabric around Xiao Fen’s neck ripped open, and in the next instant it would be torn in half by the hair.
Lu Youyi exclaimed, ” Xiao Fen!”
He lunged and struck the last charm into Fu Yuaner’s hair. Fu Yuaner’s hair instantly burnt up and receded like a swimming fish, releasing the doll inside.
Lu Youyi took the opportunity to pick up the spiteful doll and chicken out as he and the dead ghost continued to run up the hill.
“Damn ghost, quick, I don’t have Fu Lu anymore!” Lu Youyi said urgently. Lu Youyi said urgently, “I heard that child urine can break the ghost wall, why don’t we pee one?”
The dead ghost’s brow twitched hard and he instantly rejected the offer, “I don’t want it.”
“Don’t, this is in a critical situation, is it face or life that matters?” Lu Youyi looked at him condemningly, and suddenly it dawned on him, “I see, you’re not a child anymore, are you?”
With a jealous look at the dead ghost, he dryly handed the spiteful doll to the dead ghost to hold and prepared to unzip his trousers, “If only Jiang Luo and Ye Xun were here, this job would suit all three of us.”
The dead ghost turned his head to look at him, and after a long moment, nodded, “You are so unpretentious.”
While they were slightly distracted, the hair from the back came again. Lu Youyi’s pupils clenched, and in a life-and-death situation, Xiao Fen in the dead man’s arms suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the two strands of hair.
Lu Youyi was relieved but tense again, ” Xiao Fen , you must not eat indiscriminately!”
Xiao Fen didn’t listen to him, chewing on his hair and jumping out of the dead ghost’s arms, he walked up to Fu Yuaner, opened his mouth wide and swallowed Fu Yuaner whole.
The spirits that are eaten into the mouths of the grievance dolls will become part of the grievance dolls, and Xiao Fen minded that they could now be together forever.
“It’s over,” Lu Youyi muttered as he took two steps back, ” Xiao Fen is messing with his food.”
The dead ghost was puzzled, “What happens to messy food?”
As soon as he said that, Xiao Fen’s body was covered with hair, which was like a sea of hair that was about to flood the stairwell, Lu Youyi and the two men slipped and fell on the hair.
“When it eats indiscriminately, it randomly possesses some of the characteristics of the spirits it has consumed in its stomach,” Lu Youyi exclaimed, “and as to when it will disappear, no one is sure.”
Before the words were out of their mouths, they were already being swept down the stairway by thick hair.
Lu Youyi was so dizzy from the fall that he almost cracked his head several times, and when he finally stopped sliding, he realised he had arrived on the ground floor. He staggered to his feet, holding his head, and when he wiped it, his hands were covered in blood, and his brain had still been ruptured by the fall. He let out a hiss and suddenly remembered, “Dead ghost?”
*
The dead ghost was rushed straight into the corner of the sharp handrail by the seawater-like hair.
The sharp horn opened up a large pocket on the top of his head, and the tip of the stone, wrapped in flesh, loosened up and slowly fell from the wound.
The wound returned to life the next moment, and after a few moments Teng Bi slowly opened his eyes.
Teng Bi found himself buried in a pile of hair strands.
He tore his hair out of his face and stood up, subconsciously shaking his hand without the presence of a large sword in it. Teng Bi looked around, his nostrils sniffing slightly as he picked up several flecks of human scent.
Not only the smell of humans, but also the smell of the owner.
Teng Bi keeps his head down and looks at the strands of hair that litter the ground. He lifted his steps and stepped over the strands of hair in the direction of his master.
Abruptly, however, he paused in his steps.
In memory, some foolish human being likewise followed him and was buried under his hair.
Teng Bi pauses for three seconds and heads out again.
The ghostly wall had disappeared and he went out just in time to be on the ground floor.
The master’s scent was on the sixth floor, but Teng Bi thought that he should take his own weapon before going in search of the master.
He had caught the scent of his weapon, but it was outside the illusion.
I was only there to get my weapons back, never to help that group of humans.
With this in mind, Teng Bi’s face was silent as he gathered all his strength and struck the wall with great force.
The whole space rippled like the surface of a lake, and soon, as if in broken pieces, the scene of bodies strewn across the hospital faded away and became a quiet dormitory building for trainees again.
Teng Bi looked back at the empty corridor for a long, fixed moment before he turned back and headed for the first floor to get his weapon.
*
In the connecting hallway between the fifth and sixth floors.
The moment Chi You is pushed into the darkness by Jiang Luo, he is set upon by the faceless monster.
He landed on the ground in one piece, the faceless monster’s knee-high hands strangling Chi You’s neck and nibbling at his shoulder. Chi You ignored it, his expression dripping ink after the shock.
Chi You is such a clever man that he realised in an instant that he had been played.
He touched his lips, the scent of Jiang Luo still on them, and the heat left behind in the tearing and whirling.
And the taint of blood belonging to Jiang Luo.
No, he’s more than screwed here.
Chi You thought grimly that he was being used directly by Jiang Luo as his scapegoat against the faceless monster.
The murderous demon in the white coat smiled coldly, and after laughing in exasperation, he licked the blood off his lips.
The blood was faintly fishy and sweet, causing the killer to narrow his eyes slightly.
His mind flashed back to Jiang Luo finally pushing him into the darkness.
The raging anger twisted abruptly for a moment.
Chi You was lost in thought for a moment, and only when the faceless monster nibbled at his neck did he come back to his senses.
Chi You’s body crawled up to his neck, crawled out of his body and grabbed the faceless monster.
As the ghostly patterns reverse and eat away at the rare delicacy, Chi You sidles up and looks at the faceless monster for a moment in silence, sighing lowly, “It’s because of you that he chose to find a double.”
He smiled, but his eyes were icy, “It is thanks to you that I have reaped such a great gift.”
The evil spirit reached out and cupped the head of the faceless monster.
The head of the faceless monster abruptly exploded into a bloody mist in his hands.
Chi You stepped back in a flash, and when the ghostly pattern had finished devouring the faceless monster’s body, he took a step up to the sixth floor and stepped into the light.
Jiang Luo, however, is no longer here.
