Chapter 8: Empty Shell of a Vase (1/2)



Lu Zhe, who should have been outside the door, had actually entered the house at some point, still holding an axe in his hand, and walked towards Shan Xin with a smile.

As he walked, the flesh on his body turned black, smelly, and rotten at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, they fell down in large pieces.

First a hand, then a forearm, an upper arm, a foot, a calf, a thigh... and finally a head.

Dong~Dong~

Every time a piece fell, there was a dull thud.

Finally, all the blood and flesh fell off, leaving only a black human-shaped shadow with an unclear face standing there.

The whole process was extremely terrifying, not to mention Dan Xin was shocked.

Even the comments in the live broadcast room were silent for a moment before exploding out.

[Holy shit! Can anyone tell me if this special effect is real or not?]

[This is a live broadcast, how could it be fake?!]

[So, this person is really dead? Has he really turned into some kind of corpse?!]

[The host said that at 12 o'clock, this man will reveal his true form and break into 18 pieces. Is anyone recording the screen and counting the pieces?]

I took a screenshot and counted! It's exactly eighteen! Exactly what the host said!

【Oh my god, little sister, run quickly. 】

The barrage roared silently.

Dan Xin was no longer in the mood to read the comments, but turned around and ran away tacitly.

“Hehehe!”

A strange laugh was heard, and the black shadow raised his hand to grab Shan Xin.

Scarlet blood lines appeared on Danxin's neck, wrists, elbows, shoulders, chest, etc., trapping her in place like a net.

The other end of the line converges in the black shadow's hand.

The black shadow held the red line and turned to walk towards the utility room.

"You can't get away."

The sound was as painful as a knife.

Shan Xin widened his eyes in horror and tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move at all.

He could only stare wide-eyed in horror as the shadow dragged him into the storage room.

The camera suddenly shook.

When the camera stabilizes, all you see is pitch black.

When the darkness receded and a round outline was revealed, the followers were shocked to realize that it was the face of the shadow!

He just stood in front of the camera and 'looked' at everyone.

Ah! He knows about the live broadcast, he was watching us just now!

[Shit! My new phone cracked when I threw it to the ground!]

[Ahhh, look! The young lady is tied to the table. Is that monster holding an axe, about to chop her down?]

The shadow stepped back, giving up the camera.

Everyone was startled and saw Shan Xin lying flat on a solid wooden table, her body covered with red ropes, unable to move.

The black shadow stood beside the table, holding the bloody axe at his side, looking down at Shan Xin, as if considering where to start.

Seeing this scene, the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room was about to explode.

Crack~Crack~

Suddenly, the sound of cracking melon seeds was heard in the live broadcast room.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room subconsciously looked at Li Shu.

[At this hour, the host is still in the mood to eat melon seeds. If this isn't a script, I'll wash my hair while standing upside down.]

[I follow you above. You think this isn't a script? If it were, the host would definitely try every possible means to make us believe it was real. How could they be eating sunflower seeds at such a critical moment? Not only would it ruin the atmosphere, it would also make people suspicious.]

[I think what the above person said makes sense. Go upstairs. I'm following you now, so don't act like a spoiled child when the time comes.]

If this is true, the young lady is clearly in danger, yet the anchor still has the mood to eat sunflower seeds. She really has no sympathy at all.

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