Chapter 1159 Heaven Asks Me for Help (Part 7)
"Ghost! Ghost!"
“Don’t bite me! Don’t come over here! Ahhhhh~~”
"Someone come! Help! There's a ghost!"
The lame man was shouting, running and escaping like crazy.
But he couldn't escape at all.
The lame female ghost pounced in front of him and started biting him.
Arms, legs and face...all torn into pieces and bites. The lame man felt heart-wrenching pain and extreme suffering.
He finally understood what it meant to be cut into pieces and to be eaten alive.
“Ah~Ah~Ah~~”
The screams reached the sky.
He shouted all night long, from dusk till dawn.
Not only him, several households in the village also heard similar noises.
It was not until the roosters began to crow and white light appeared in the sky that the dark shadows slowly withdrew from the "magnetic field".
"Ah~ Spare me~ Spare me~"
The lame man struggled desperately in his dream and rolled around on the bed, then fell to the ground with a thud.
“Ah~”
Another cry of pain.
However, this time the pain was clearer and deeper, as if it were real.
My forehead still hurts dully.
The lame man suddenly opened his eyes, with fear in his eyes, and looked around in panic.
This is his home, surrounded by familiar furniture, furnishings, etc.
"Where's the ghost?"
"Where's that damn lame ghost girl?"
"……No!"
"Haha! I knew it, it was just a nightmare!"
Humph, where is the retribution from the underworld? How could there be any evil ghosts haunting this world? He was not afraid of people when they were alive, so how could he be afraid of a ghost?
"Damn, he actually fell off the bed!"
The lame man touched his forehead where he had hit the foot of the bed, and there was still a slight bump.
"It's all that damn ghost girl's fault! Ah, what a ghost! I guess I drank too much last night and couldn't sleep well, so that's why—"
Whenever the lame man thought of the female ghost, he would think of his own experience of being chased.
There is also the pain of being bitten and swallowed.
He quickly shook his head, supported himself on the ground, and climbed up.
"Damn! What bad luck!"
The point is, after tossing and turning all night, he was hungry.
My stomach is rumbling.
The lame man cursed, both to vent his emotions and to distract himself from being affected by the nightmare.
He limped to the yard, scooped water from the vat, washed his face first, and made himself completely awake.
Then he started to boil water and cook.
Having been a bachelor for more than ten years, although he had wives, due to his special circumstances, he could not ask his wives to do the laundry, cooking or housework.
"Damn, these women are so cheap. I did that to them, but they still refuse to accept their fate."
It would be so nice if you could just be his obedient wife.
This way she won't be locked up, and won't be beaten... Well, okay, even if the woman is obedient, the cripple will still take action.
Because not treating women as human beings is ingrained in his bones.
The lame man felt aggrieved about this, "I'm not the only one who beats my wife. It's been like this for generations, in every household, isn't it?"
This is the rule passed down from our ancestors.
With a lot of clanging and clanging, the lame man prepared a pot of noodles.
He first served himself a large bowl and began to eat it with a loud slurp.
"I guess I have to help the third brother find someone today. Damn, these women are trouble."
Under normal circumstances, the lame man would prepare some side dishes for himself.
As it happened, something happened in the village last night, and these "young and strong" people were busy for most of the night.
We all have to go out early this morning.
No one makes the rules, but everyone has a tacit understanding.
Today the whole village helps the third brother, and tomorrow the third brother and other people in the village will also help me!
Their village is the most united, otherwise, they can't hide people, can't conceal things, and can't fool the county staff! After finishing the meal quickly, the lame man wiped his mouth and stood up to throw the bowl and chopsticks into the sink.
However, as soon as he stood up, he felt a chill.
Swish! The hair on my arms stood up, and there was a layer of fine goose bumps.
"Cripple! Cripple!"
"You killed me, I'm going to kill you!"
"Cripple, you are worse than a pig or a dog, give me your life..."
The eerie and chilling shouts seemed to come from hell.
The most terrifying thing was that the cool breeze and the voice were right behind him.
The ear on this side could feel the breath of speech.
The lame man's heart seemed to have stopped beating.
Click, click, click! Just like the special effects shots in movies and TV series, the lame man turned his head stiffly.
“Ah~~”
"Ghost~"
The shrill scream was totally unacceptable for a human being to make.
The sound is broken!
Bang!
The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Such a noise did not scare away the ghost.
So, this is not a dream!
How could this not be a dream? Where in the world could there be ghosts? The lame man's perception was completely shattered.
His psychological defenses collapsed completely.
He began to wave his hands desperately, "Go away! Go away!"
"Ahhh, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
The girl who was locked in the woodshed couldn't help but be frightened when she heard the ghosts howling outside.
Her face was bruised, her body was thin, and her eyes were filled with endless numbness and despair.
But the noise still woke her up.
Her eyes finally moved, and then she struggled to get up.
She strained to look out through the crack in the door.
The gap in the door is not very big, but you can still see a certain amount of the picture.
Although it is not comprehensive enough, we can still get some clues.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
“…”
The girl was speechless at first, "Is this beast crazy?"
He was waving it desperately at the air.
Then, the girl felt relieved, "Serves him right! I wish he would go crazy and die."
This is an evil ghost in human skin.
All the humiliation and abuse the girl experienced came from him.
If possible, the girl really wanted to cut this man into pieces.
Now it's just crazy, and the girl still thinks it's not enough.
"Ahh! Spare me! Spare me!"
"Don't eat me! I was wrong! I, I deserve to die!"
The lame man couldn't hide, but was afraid that he would be eaten alive by the female ghost just like in his dream, so he knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"
The lame man knelt down, but he still didn't stop. He seemed to be attacked and tried desperately to dodge.
Then he rolled on the ground in pain again.
By this time, the cripple could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.
He was in a state of illusion where a female ghost was seeking his life.
Not only the lame man, but many people in the village became crazy and talked nonsense after breakfast.
Some saw beautiful women who could dance.
Some of them were bitten by the innocent people they had strangled with their own hands; some of them saw people who were not killed by them but died tragically because of their "exposure" seeking their lives;
some……
What a scene of demons dancing wildly.
In such a large mountain village, even young boys fell into the illusion of being hunted for their lives because of their bad deeds.
They are all really bad guys.
As expected, no one is innocent.
Gu Qingcheng stood on a big tree outside the village, looking down at everything from a high vantage point.
Finally, there was a person who still had some conscience, or he could not stand the torture of this illusion. After the "drug effect" faded a little, he crawled to the village committee.
There is a landline telephone.
It is the most reliable and direct way for the small mountain village to connect with the outside world.
"Yaoyaoling, I want to turn myself in. I was wrong. I shouldn't have exposed the runaway young wife."
"Wow, help! I was wrong! I really don't dare to do it anymore."
"Ghost lady, please, stop biting me..."
He was crying and howling, and his words were full of insanity.
The police officers who responded were a little confused.
"This is Yaoyaoling calling the police. Do you know what you are saying?"
"I know! I'm fighting the demon spirit! Come quickly, our village is full of female ghosts and child ghosts!"
"...Which village are you from?" The police officer's questions were filled with helplessness.
"XX Village! Woohoo, police officers, come quickly!"
He was a grown man in his thirties or forties, but he cried like a baby.
Police officer: ...You are the uncle! Your whole family are uncles! I was born in the 2000s! "Okay! Got it! We will arrange for someone to go over there!"
You must go to that XX village and take a look. If you dare to make a false report, you will have to bear certain consequences.
Two hours later, a police car drove to XX Village.
"Hiss~ It's a bit cold." What Uncle A wanted to say was: The yin energy is so strong.
"What's so strange about this? The temperature in the mountains is already low." Uncle B said nonchalantly.
"It's summer now—"
Uncle A muttered.
He also rubbed his arms, and got goose bumps all over.
The temperature feels like it's only around 20 degrees.
It's not the temperature that should be in midsummer at all.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go to the village committee first!"
The phone number is the village committee's fixed number. When the police arrived, they naturally had to go to the village committee first to confirm the person who made the call.
However, when the car drove into the village, the two uncles found something wrong.
The whole village, men, women, young and old, seemed to be going crazy.
Howling and begging for mercy.
Some were rolling on the ground, while others were yelling and shouting in a timid manner.
It's simply a riot of demons.
The key point is that what they shouted shocked the two uncles.
They already felt the temperature was low, and now, after hearing so many horrifying things, the two uncles felt themselves shivering all over.
Uncle A was indignant and nervous, "Lao Zhang, make a phone call."
Need help.
It seemed that this matter was no longer something that the two policemen could solve.
Report, must report...
(End of this chapter)
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