"Don't rush, let me think about it!"
I kept a close eye on Zhou Fuquan, hoping he would reveal some weakness.
But this evil ritual was far more bizarre than I had imagined!
That pair of scissors seemed capable of drawing Zhou Fuquan's blood.
Aside from the initial puncture of flesh and the seepage of some blood,
Zhou Fuquan plunged the entire front half of the scissors into his heart, but not a single drop of blood gushed out!
As he plunged the scissors into his heart, his entire body deflated rapidly, like a punctured sack.
He was less like a person and more like a withered human skin.
Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, Zhang Qiang was speechless.
The entire stone chamber fell into a deathly silence.
But I clearly saw that on the stone platform, Zhang Wei's head, which had been dead for several days, slowly blinked!
I rubbed my eyes hard, wondering if I was seeing things.
Soon, I knew I hadn't misread it!
Because Zhang Wei turned her neck and looked at us like a normal person.
If you ignore the fact that what's below her neck isn't a body but a stone platform, then she really is no different from a normal person!
At this moment, her face no longer showed the previous serenity, pain, or resentment, but rather a drowsy look, as if she had just woken from a deep dream.
"father?"
She spoke, her voice clear and crisp, echoing distinctly in the silent stone chamber.
Zhou Fuquan, now resembling a human skin, forced a relieved smile onto his old face before closing his eyes completely.
Zhang Wei glanced around and saw Zhou Fuquan, who had withered into a shriveled human skin. Her brows furrowed very slightly, so quickly that it seemed like an illusion.
I stood there, my blood almost freezing; the scene was just too bizarre.
Suddenly, a noise came from outside.
We all instinctively turned our heads to look in that direction.
On the stone platform outside, those organs that had clearly shown no signs of life suddenly began to move!
Zhou Fuquan's withered skin, which had shriveled into human skin, suddenly burst open, and a shriveled heart flew out.
That withered heart began to beat steadily, making a muffled thumping sound.
The withered, claw-like hands kept opening and closing, the crippled legs were also slightly bending and stretching, and the internal organs were slowly writhing.
The rough linen doll in the center, with its empty eye sockets and mouth, suddenly glowed with a faint red light through the dark red stitching, as if it had come to life.
It slowly stood up, opened its arms, and struck a welcoming pose. The floating organs seemed to be summoned and began to fly towards the burlap doll.
First, the heart—with a soft "pop," it precisely embedded itself into the hollow of the doll's chest!
Then came the arms, legs, internal organs...
With each piece inserted, the doll came to life a little more, its body growing slightly taller. Something seemed to be wriggling and filling in beneath the burlap, gradually making its figure fuller.
A strange stench, mixed with the smell of stale blood, filled the air, growing stronger and stronger.
I couldn't help but swallow hard, wanting to stop them, but not knowing how to do it.
Ultimately, the doll—no, it can no longer be called a doll!
It looks like a headless, cobbled-together, bizarre body.
Zhang Qiang couldn't help but raise his gun, aiming at the strange human body that was slowly floating towards them, and Zhang Wei's head that was suspended in the air.
As I stared at the burlap doll that was closing in, radiating an incongruous life force and a strong aura of death, and at Zhang Wei's head that was slowly sprouting fleshy buds, I felt a chill run down my spine.
Luo Tianhe and Li Huai hesitated for a moment, but neither of them uttered a single word.
Their hearts were also greatly impacted.
That mismatched, cobbled-together body, to our somewhat horrified gaze, merged with Zhang Wei's head.
Ultimately, that incongruous body transformed into the naked, exquisite body of a young girl.
She slowly picked up the clothes that Zhou Fuquan had prepared in advance and put them on.
This erotic scene, however, sent chills down our spines.
Even Li Huai turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.
Under normal circumstances, upon seeing this scene, he would probably be excitedly dancing with joy.
But now, Li Huai was so frightened that he couldn't speak and was about to wet his pants.
This is truly bizarre, incredibly bizarre! Could this ritual have actually succeeded?!
And I noticed that during this process, her face was also undergoing subtle adjustments, gradually transforming into another person's face.
However, she bears an 80% resemblance to Zhang Wei, which should be Zhou Wenxiu's true appearance.
After getting dressed, she raised her hand and touched her face, her fingertips gradually tracing the corners of her eyes, the bridge of her nose, and her lips.
"I... I'm alive?"
She murmured to herself, her tone tinged with doubt and uncertainty, then she looked up at us with a slightly pale but friendly smile.
"Are you my dad's friends? Thank you for taking care of him."
Her tone was very polite, even gentle, like that of a lady from a noble family in ancient times.
My lips twitched. Taking care of his father? Did he turn his father into a mere skin?!
If a normal person's daughter saw this, she would probably want to skin us alive, but she actually said thank you. What the hell is she thanking us for?!
Li Huai was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, his teeth chattering.
Zhang Qiang's knuckles were white from gripping the gun too tightly.
He, who had always been known as the team's sharpshooter, was now seeing his gun barrel trembling slightly.
Luo Tianhe's legs were trembling, but he managed to maintain a calm expression.
The main problem is that this is just too bizarre. If she had been resurrected and become extremely ferocious, filled with resentment and hatred, then we probably wouldn't have been so scared.
"You," I heard my own dry voice. "Are you Zhou Wenxiu?"
"Otherwise what?" She nodded, a playful smile playing on her lips. "Could it be Zhang Wei?"
She knows!
I froze instantly, the rest of my sentence stuck in my throat, unable to come out.
"It's so dark here, I'm a little scared. Let's go outside, I want to see what it's like outside. Dad said the outside world has changed a lot."
As she spoke, she walked naturally toward the exit of the stone chamber, her steps slightly unsteady, as if she hadn't walked in a long time, but gradually she calmed down.
Seeing that she didn't intend to kill anyone, I calmed down a bit and couldn't help but mentally complain.
It's too dark here and you're scared? The four of us should be the ones who are scared.
She came to our side, and we instinctively made way for her, just like the little minions on the side of the road.
As she passed by us, she brought with her a very faint, indescribable scent, like aged stone powder mixed with the subtle fragrance of dried herbs.
I couldn't help but twitch my nose, and surprisingly, it smelled kind of nice.
Zhou Wenxiu walked to the edge of the crevice, turned sideways, and squeezed out of there easily, as if she knew the place like the back of her hand.
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