The clothes the old nun placed on the stool were much cleaner than the ones they were wearing, and the fabric felt comfortable to the touch.
Keeping the strangeness in mind, Lu Zhi waited in line to get the uniform.
Men and women are separated, men on the left and women on the right.
When I pushed open the door, thick white fog enveloped the airtight room. It was so foggy that I couldn't see my hand in front of me.
The white fog is very thick, but the air temperature is not very high.
Lu Zhi waved his hand, and the cool mist blew onto his exposed skin, wetting the corners of his worn clothes.
The shower head was sprinkling water droplets, and all the girls who came in with her disappeared in the vast white mist. The only sound in the silent air was her faint breathing.
Lu Zhi waited for a few seconds, pursed his lips, tightly grasped the butterfly knife in his hand, and walked into the white fog.
There seems to be something more in the white mist...
The bathhouse became larger, and no matter how far or how long Lu Zhi walked, he could never touch the cold tiled walls.
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...
She tried to turn around and go back the way she had come, but the road seemed to have no end.
Bare feet stepped on the wet stone floor, and the clattering sound echoed in the empty room.
Suddenly, Lu Zhi stopped walking.
But the clattering sound of footsteps took half a beat longer to disappear.
She squinted her eyes and turned her head, scanning the hazy fog.
The sinister gaze stuck to his skin. Lu Zhi's round eyes turned around and finally looked steadily at the shower head beside him where water was flowing.
From the beginning, the water from the shower never stopped.
As she moved, the shower head remained in the same position, moving with her.
Lu Zhi hesitated for a few seconds and walked hesitantly towards the shower.
She stretched out her hand.
The originally trickling clear water gradually increased in volume, wetting Lu Zhi's slender fingers, winding down and sliding down from her palm.
I tilted my head to look to the side and could vaguely see the girls' figures in the fog. It was blurry and fragmented, but when I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, it seemed that they were just balls of white fog.
The shower head above his head suddenly exploded, and the gushing cold water brought a hint of chilliness that penetrated deeply into his bones, making Lu Zhi shiver with cold.
A strand of black hair suddenly crawled out from the water flowing under feet, and crawled silently against the direction of the water flow towards the girl who was standing with her back to it.
The faint smell of rust in the nose began to become stronger and permeated the air.
The water drops that slipped through his fingers turned light red, and blood poured down from the top of his head, turning Lu Zhi into a wet, bloody man.
The white mist behind him dissipated, and the black hair swimming in the blood stood up in the air. The ends of the hair exploded into claws and quickly stabbed towards Lu Zhi.
Its target was her heart.
The strong smell of danger made Lu Zhi nervous. His scalp tingled and alarm bells rang in his heart. He reflexively moved away.
The seemingly soft hair was as sharp as a blade. Even if one dodged in time, the black hair still brushed against the tip of the nose, leaving a scratch of neither deep nor shallow.
Blood beads formed and she wiped them away with her fingertips.
Lu Zhi looked at the black-haired man rushing towards him with his fangs bared, and his eyes darkened.
The butterfly knife in his hand, which was as sharp as a knife, cut off the long hair that was wrapped around his body.
The broken hair that fell into the water twitched violently and then completely lost its vitality.
Two fists are no match for four hands. Just as Lu Zhi was frantically thinking of a way to escape, his neck was suddenly grabbed tightly by a pair of ice-cold hands.
Everything in front of his eyes suddenly went dark. Lu Zhi's life force was strangled. The air in his nostrils began to thin, and his face turned from pale to purple.
With a flip of his wrist, the butterfly knife attacked backwards.
With a "whoosh", the entire blade easily pierced through the object behind the neck.
Lu Zhi just felt a chill on his neck.
The next second, the fishy and sticky liquid splashed on the back of her neck, making her frown.
"ah--!"
A hoarse and piercing scream cut into his eardrums. Lu Zhi frowned and dodged to the side, squinting at the woman who was covering her eyes and screaming madly.
Her clothes were torn and tattered, with no intact skin on her exposed body. The wounds were covered with black blood, and her long hair draped behind her swayed with her roar.
Before she knew it, the small space was filled with her black hair and was getting tighter and tighter.
The air becomes thinner and the space becomes cramped.
The black hair flowing around the head rubbed against the wall, making a rustling sound, which was creepy and made one's scalp tingle.
The rotten and peeling fingers covered the bloody hole that was oozing black blood. The long-haired female ghost grimaced viciously and rushed towards Lu Zhi while shouting.
The place was not big, and the two of them fought back and forth.
Her shoulder was pierced by sharp claws. Lu Zhi pursed her lips and held her wrist tightly, and the greasy and disgusting corpse oil under her fingertips smeared all over her hands.
With a swish, the ghost girl's wrist was cut off by her, and the blue bone was covered with flowing dirty blood.
"Kill you...Kill you!"
The long hair beside him locked onto Lu Zhi's throat with lightning speed, getting tighter and tighter.
With a weapon in hand, Lu Zhi, who was hanging in the air, raised his hand to cut off the black hair that kept gathering.
The angry female ghost had a hideous look on her face, and her long hair rushed towards Lu Zhi, quickly wrapping her up into a cocoon and hanging her on the cold ceiling.
The condensation beads on the ceiling could not withstand the gravity and dripped down, submerged by the black hair surging like waves.
At this time, Lu Zhi, who was wrapped like a human cocoon, gritted her teeth and cut off the hair that was trying to get into her mouth and lock her neck.
The cocoon wrapped outside was getting tighter and tighter. Lu Zhi reached out and scratched it, but the cut was covered by the long hair at the back in the blink of an eye.
The female ghost was determined to kill her.
It is said that even if one dies, one must be aware of the consequences. In just a short breath, everything in front of Lu Zhi seemed to slow down by half a century.
She suddenly turned her head to look at her shoulder, raised her hand and quickly tore off the poor quality cloth, revealing her round shoulders.
Behind the white shoulder, a big, blood-red hand emerged from the bones.
It seemed like a living creature, dancing and struggling desperately under Lu Zhi's thin skin, crashing into the skin again and again, trying to pierce the flesh and get out.
The slight pain did not attract Lu Zhi's attention at all. When his nerves were highly tense, his brain would subconsciously ignore the pain of the body's delicate smile.
Even though he had some doubts, Lu Zhi couldn't help but curse.
Whether she offends someone or not, she will die. If she can get out alive, I will see that she can't be killed!
The vindictive eldest daughter's eyes widened in anger.
In a corner that she didn't notice, the intricate patterns on her collarbone flickered faintly, and an imperceptible heat rose from her waist and abdomen.
The palm print on the shoulder blade seemed to sense the powerful threat and flapped its wings wildly.
It was not known whether it was Lu Zhi’s illusion, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of her shoulder, which pulled the muscles and nerves in her forearm. Her fingers almost lost control of the dagger, which fell off her fingertips.
The long hair that had flowed under the hem of her clothes rubbed against her skin wetly, and the sharp ends of her hair scratched her thin white skin, causing blood to flow.
Just as it was about to pierce through Lu Zhi's flesh and crawl into her stomach, it was burned by the golden rune.
The frightened long hair was singed, and the unpleasant smell filled the cramped and thin space, choking Lu Zhi so much that he coughed and cut off the long hair that had attacked him.
She also saw the golden light emanating from the body. Now seeing the blonde so scared, she rolled her eyes and lifted up her clothes to reveal the complex runes that inexplicably appeared on her waist and abdomen.
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