Hit ghost

The wound on his face and the torture he suffered during his lifetime are probably the ghost's obsession, Xie Jin bit the bullet and endured the resentful gaze, and then he opened his mouth.

"I know that you have experienced very bad things before, but you are too obsessed to be trapped here forever... Ho!"

Xie Jin narrowly avoided the other party's equally corrupted hand. Although he couldn't bear it, he had to speak out his needs, "If you don't know clearly, can you let me go, I really need to find that girl in red .”

"Girl, girl in red?" The sick ghost, who switched positions with Xie Jin, tilted his head, as if he was thinking about something carefully, and then he suddenly became crazy, and his whole body was shaking crazily.

Xie Jin just wanted to turn around and run, but his arm was grabbed by the other party. The arm with the smell of acid solution was extremely powerful. Xie Jin raised his hand and struggled but remained motionless. On the contrary, the bandage on his arm was caught by the violent swing. ripped off.

In Badong Village, the forearm pierced by blood ganoderma was exposed to the air, and the wound full of scabs and blood holes was seen by the sick ghost.

"This injury, heheheha..." The sick ghost spit out an inexplicable ambiguous laugh, Xie Jin was a little stunned, he didn't understand why the other party was so abnormal.

"I can take you to find that woman, but you have to go to a place with me." The sick ghost regained his senses a little, he no longer scratched his festered skin, his eyes hidden behind the wet hair were blank Staring at Xie Jin, it seemed to be measuring Xie Jin's determination.

"...Where are you going?" Xie Jin had a vague feeling that something was wrong. The sick ghost previously had an attitude that there was no way out and he had to stay, but now his attitude has completely changed. There must be something tricky about it.

He paid more attention, and during the conversation with the sick ghost, he slowly moved towards the door at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"Your arm doesn't seem to be getting any better. Come with me to a place where your skin can be cured." The sick ghost's eyes flashed with malicious intent, and he raised his corroded hands and pointed to Xie Jin , "How, have you decided?"

"...Let me refuse!" The moment Xie Jin blurted out, he turned around and ran away. He felt that the sick ghost behind him seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then immediately chased after him and ran forward.

really!The sick ghost is lying to him!

Xie Jin tried his best not to make the searchlight too dizzy, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward to the darkness, and the other party's rather penetrating laughter came from behind him.

"You can't run away, this is not the place you should come, since you are here, give me your good skin!"

Xie Jin heard the almost maniacal laughter behind him, and couldn't help speeding up, he knew that the other party must have no good intentions, and it turned out that they were targeting his good skin except for his arms.

He frowned. Ever since he stepped into the building here, he felt very depressed. This feeling was more obvious than on the other side. I'm afraid there are more uncertainties and dangers here.

When the corridor was about to run to the end, the outline of the hospital hall appeared in the light beam.

Before Xie Jin had time to think about it, he was suddenly grabbed by a hand protruding from the right department, and then more hands protruded from it, dragging Xie Jin into a deeper darkness.

"Uh! Uhh!" Xie Jin wanted to scream, but at that time he was already swallowed up by those hands, and his mouth was also covered. Those hands were like wriggling multi-legged insects, forcibly sealing all Xie Jin's senses.

The consciousness was completely in a sinking state, and Xie Jin who woke up again almost lost the strength to open his eyelids. He felt a tingling pain in the top of his head vaguely, as if his hair was being dragged forward by someone.

His eyes could only be narrowed into a slit, and the tingling pain on the top of his head was nothing. He felt his entire back, buttocks and legs hurt like a knife, and his chaotic brain thought desperately for a long time before he realized it.

Judging from various factors such as strength and pain, he should be dragged up the stairs by someone's hair.

Lifting his heavy eyelids with great effort, Xie Jin saw the sick ghost following him. He kept rubbing his peeling hands, as if he was eager to try. In his eyes, Xie Jin seemed to be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board. Can't wait.

Are there other ghosts?The moment Xie Jin saw the sick ghost, he faintly realized that the sick ghost who was chasing after him just now was beside him, so who is it that is pulling his hair now?

Xie Jin wanted to see, but as long as he moved his chin, the pain on the top of his head would become more obvious, and he was on the stairs now, so he couldn't raise his head at all.

"Are you awake? Doctor, he's awake!" The sick ghost clapped his hands frantically, his festered face was so close that Xie Jin could even smell the sour smell.

Xie Jin wanted to open his mouth to speak, but his throat seemed to have been burned, and every time he wanted to make a sound, he would feel a tingling pain, so he had no choice but to give up and kicked his legs twice in protest.

The sick ghost just said a doctor, so is it a doctor who is dragging him up now?Xie Jin hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to grab the hand that was pulling his hair.

Gloves?It was a gloved hand, and the cuff was made of a slightly harder material, which seemed to belong to the fingertips of medical staff just like Wang Hongjuan's.

Just as Xie Jin was trying to struggle, the person above him stopped suddenly. Before he could react, he felt a shadow covering him in the darkness.

"Slap!" The sudden palm slap made Xie Jin unexpected, and even the sick ghost on the side was taken aback, his left foot was so hot that it hurt, obviously the other party hit hard.

"Move around again, and I'll drag you to the operating room right now and give him the skin graft." A voice that couldn't be heard from the age sounded directly above, Xie Jin didn't respond, and let the other party drag him forward again.

Walking up the last flight of stairs, it seems that the target floor has been reached. Although Xie Jin no longer suffers from being dragged by the stairs, his back is still in pain, even on a flat ground.

The sick ghost next to him was still asking: "Doctor, what do you mean? Aren't we just taking him to the operating room for a skin transfer operation? Why don't you..."

"Shut up." The guy called a doctor said viciously, "What do you think you are, you can't move this guy, the game is still going on, that person wants to see him tortured with his own eyes."

What do you mean?

Xie Jinqiang stopped and listened to their conversation, the game is still going on?Who is the "that" in the doctor's mouth, the girl in red?

"You promised me! But you promised to cure me!" The sick ghost seemed to have been greatly wronged, and shouted at the doctor emotionally, "I have waited for so long, and I finally waited for someone who can enter here People, you still let me wait?"

The long-standing resentment broke out, and he suddenly yelled and grabbed the doctor. Xie Jin felt his scalp loosen, and it was the doctor who loosened his restraint.

The pain made his body almost fall apart. Xie Jin looked blankly at the two ghosts fighting together, and the maliciousness was so strong that he was about to suffocate him. All he could do was move his body backwards slightly, and he couldn't stand up at all.

The doctor was unilaterally killing the sick ghost. When Xie Jin retreated to the door of a room, the sick ghost had been torn apart by the doctor.

The festering body no longer struggled, and the doctor's hand pierced his chest directly. He was like a frog whose chest was pierced by a tree branch, just hanging there dying.

The doctor seemed to dislike the patient, and after digging out his heart, he simply threw his body aside.

Playing with the bleeding heart in his hand, he walked slowly towards Xie Jin who was by the door.

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Ji Duan: Get me up, I'm going to kill the author! (roll up sleeves)

Wen Liang: Come on, Lao Ji, calm down

Me: Can't hit, you can't hit hehe