《life after surviving a disaster》Hell
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"One of you must choose to stay. The other can leave." The evil ghost opened his mouth. His voice was as hoarse and dry as hell, making people's scalp numb when listening.
In coordination with its hands that rusty, but full of blood kitchen knife. Make it look extremely ferocious. On his right leg, he was half lame, dragging a disabled leg, and he looked at us with venomous eyes.
It is said that the dead were naturally jealous of the living and wanted to kill them all. Such is the fierce ghost in front of us. Its legs have been mutilated, and its bald face is full of blood. Just like the devil in the deepest hell.
It blocked the way we had to go, so we couldn't get out in the corridor. Behind us is a dead corner, there is no way at all. In other words, if we can't break through the blockade of the fierce ghost in front of us. Xue Ru and I are going to die here.
"You mean that one of us must stay. Can the other leave safely?" I looked at the fierce ghost and said.
"Yes, only one of you can leave here. The other must stay. Choose for yourself." The fierce ghost grinned hoarsely and waved the kitchen knife in his hand. Xue Ru curl up in my arms and shiver.
"In that case, you can go first. I'll leave it here." I trembled and said, to be honest, I was also afraid. But I still pushed Xue Ru out. I am a cowardly man with amazing stubbornness.
At a critical moment, male chauvinism like me will not timidly let Xue Ru top in front.
"I'm leaving, really?" Xue Ru trembled and said, but her eyes looked at me with the light of hope. I know she wants to go out because she wants to live.
"It's all right. I'll deal with it." I said heavily, but in my heart, I knew that I was not the opponent of this fierce ghost at all. It is different from other ghosts I have encountered.
Whether it's the death bus or the death staircase, as long as I find the law, I can defeat them. But the fierce ghost in front of him seemed to have no flaws.
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"But..." Xue Ru hesitated.
"This beautiful girl, you can go. If you don't go again, both of you will die." The skeleton ghost sneered. With that, it made way for a position.
"Wait, I'll find someone to save you right away." With that, Xue Ru glanced at me, and then trembled and began to leave. From then on, the fierce ghost didn't even look at her. Instead, he set his eyes on me.
Xue Ru quickly walked away. She had left the corridor. This also let me breathe a sigh of relief. I just turned my eyes to this fierce ghost.
Looking at its chilling and frightening eyes, my brain spun quickly. As long as it is a ghost, there will be weaknesses. It can't be invincible. As long as i find weaknesses, i can overcome them.
"Boy, now it's just you and me." The fierce ghost smiled grimly, and his face was full of distortion. It came slowly to me with a kitchen knife.
Looking at its coming figure, I suddenly realized something. I made a huge mistake! I shouldn't have let Xue Ru go! If she doesn't leave, we'll both be fine.
"Hehe, you realize it, too, but it's too late." The fierce ghost murmured, and his voice was full of pride.
"Yes," I nodded, with a bitter face. I finally found my huge mistake. Just now, the reason why the fierce ghost is so far away from us is not because it doesn't want to come, but because it can't!
The vitality of the two of us made the fierce ghost very afraid. There is vitality in every living person. The more people, the stronger the vitality. This vitality is the most terrible thing for ghosts. This is also why it is not easy to haunt places with many people. In the wilderness, ghosts often haunt places where people are nowhere to be found.
Because people's vitality, just restrain the ghost's deadliness. Just now, the fierce ghost couldn't get close because of the vitality of Xue Ru and me. That's why it deliberately said that one of us must go.
It's not that it is merciful, but that it has no ability to hunt us both. As long as the two of us are close together, it can't succeed. That's why it deliberately divides us.
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As a result, I fell into a trap and let Xue Ru leave the corridor. Now I'm the only one left in the corridor. The oppression on it has reached the scope it can adapt to, so it can come to me.
I actually pushed myself into hell by myself. If Xue Ru is not allowed to leave, we can both survive. No one can imagine that it was a huge trap for a fierce ghost to say that he would let someone go. But even I can't keep calm when life and death are at stake. Did not notice this most important thing.
Now, the fierce ghost is close at hand, and I'm completely finished. If I had noticed just now, maybe everything would be different.
"Hey, baby, go to hell with me." The fierce ghost grinned grimly. The kitchen knife in my hand waved directly at me. I subconsciously dodged the sweeping of the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife slammed against the wall, making a sound of steel collision. The fierce ghost didn't care about holding the kitchen knife and walked slowly towards me. The sound it makes every step knocks heavily in my heart. I looked at the fierce ghost in front of me. Behind me is the wall. There is no way out.
If I don't find a way, then I'm finished.
I kept dodging backwards. The fierce ghost laughed and waved a bloody kitchen knife towards me slowly. The whole corridor is almost at the end. I have no way out.
My body kept dodging, but it was also getting slower and slower. My body is fragile, and I'm not the opponent of this fierce ghost at all. He seemed to wave a kitchen knife tirelessly, and his face was full of twists. It looks extremely frightening.
At this time, I was ruthless and rushed at the fierce ghost. This is a skinny ghost with a kitchen knife. But it has amazing strength. As soon as I rushed over, I was hit by his arm.
My body flew upside down directly on the wall, and I felt a burst of pain behind me. I didn't believe in evil, but I rushed up again and hit the ghost's face with a hard punch.
His face was like steel, and my hands were paralyzed. But I'm crazy at this time. A succession of fists hit him.
My arms are numb and my heart is shaking. I was originally a vegetable chicken. Thin and weak. In front of the fierce ghost, I was like a baby without resistance.
"You are not clever enough." The fierce ghost sneered, and his eyes looked at me greedily.
I sat on the ground paralyzed, looking at the fierce ghost slowly approaching me. The kitchen knife in his hand is close at hand. So close, I can even smell the disgusting bloody smell of his kitchen knife.
A bitter smile came up at the corner of my mouth. I didn't expect to die here after struggling for so long. I'm still too weak. Thought that wisdom alone could wipe everything out.
Now I completely feel my weakness and look at the fierce ghost who is less than a few centimeters away. I said with a wry smile, "You won."
The fierce ghost didn't talk nonsense, but waved his arm violently, and the kitchen knife directly cut into my arm. There was a huge scar on my arm in the midst of blood and flesh.
"Ah!" I screamed in pain and wanted to stand up, but immediately my other arm was cut a huge wound by this fierce ghost.
However, at this moment, I seemed to be in Shura purgatory, and death seemed to be whispering my name in my ear.
I've completely fainted... I feel the blood on my body passing around from my body drop by drop, and my life is ending bit by bit.
My consciousness began to blur
But at this time. In my pocket, the Taigong compass turned into a blood red color. Then, a line of bloody ancient characters began to float.
This line of words means: long time no see. Are you all right?
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