Chapter 599

Name:A Sensualist's Sin Author:Rosemead
"Are you dazed? We don't see anything. " Yang Yu did not see any white dress woman.

At this time, the taxi suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, master?" Yang Yu asked.

Through the rearview mirror, Yang Yu saw that the driver's eyes were full of blood and his face was ferocious. He didn't know what had happened.

"I can only send you here." With that, the driver gave a driving order.

Yang Yu also had no way, paid the money, got out of the car, the driver immediately turned around and left, disappeared in the fog of the road.

Without the taxi lights, the road turned black, leaving only the faint blue light from the city center in the distance.

Li Yanan was so scared that he squeezed Yang Yu's body. He hugged his arm in a hurry and said in a soft voice, "this place is too, too gloomy."

Yes, it's foggy on both sides. It can progress tens of meters. There are no street lights. It's a blue night with a little cold wind.

The cold wind is not the same, straight into the neck of the drill, creepy.

"Go ahead, there should be several hundred meters left." Yang Yu says, begin to walk night road.

Li Yanan followed, not daring to look around, but following Yang Yu.

The taxi driver tried his best to drive forward, but the progress was too low. He wiped his eyes wearily. Suddenly, bang, he hit something.

The driver was startled, stepped on the brake, looked forward, and said: hit again?

The driver licked his dry lips, remembering that a year ago, on the same road, he seemed to have run into someone.

The driver unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car and went to check, but there was nothing in front of the car.

"Strange." The driver murmured, then squatted down, ready to check under the car.

The driver leaned down and looked under the car.

He saw a woman, wearing a white dress and long hair, lying on the ground, with her eyes open, looking at the driver.

"Ah The driver was frightened to turn back two somersaults on the spot.

He wiped the sweat on his forehead. He was not afraid of bumping into someone, but the eye and the face. Isn't that the woman who was bumped to death a year ago?

The driver couldn't believe it. His fear swept all over his body and his pupils contracted. He remembered that he deliberately crushed her again to make sure she was dead, and then he dragged her body into the ditch in the nearby grass.

The driver wiped the sweat from his forehead and climbed forward two steps. He wanted to confirm it again.

The driver looked under the car again, but this time, he saw nothing.

The driver got up quickly, got on the bus and was ready to leave. Just as he closed the door and started the car, he looked through the rearview mirror and suddenly saw a woman sitting in the back seat.

Before the driver could react, a thin steel wire came out of nowhere and immediately wrapped around the driver's neck.

The driver hurried to pull the steel wire with both hands, trying to pull it apart, but the strength of the steel wire was far greater than his strength. The whole neck of the driver was tightened on the seat by steel wire, which intruded into the flesh and blood.

The driver realized that something was wrong, and his survival instinct made him hook the steel wire desperately, but the steel wire went into the flesh and couldn't be pulled out.

The driver struggled desperately, his eyes were full of blood, and he couldn't cry out.

The driver pedaled his legs desperately, but the seat fixed its own space and couldn't even turn over. Staring at his legs, he made a thumping sound. He reached behind to catch the woman, but his hand was not long enough.

The driver's eyes were full of blood, more and more scared, more and more suffocated, the fear of dying swept every cell, adrenaline soared rapidly, his pants and crotch were wet, but no matter how he struggled, he could not break the wire on his neck.

The driver's fingers and toes stand up, and his old one is also the last one in his life. Gradually, he struggled more and more lightly, his hands in the air, his eyes full of blood, he was strangled in his seat.

The whole process was extremely painful, terrifying, terrifying. In these three minutes, almost all the sins of his life were atoned for.

Yang Yu has been walking very smoothly for several hundred meters. Then climb up the mountain along the path to a peach blossom land full of graves.

He thought it was a managed commercial cemetery, but in fact it was no different from a mass grave.

There are at least hundreds of tombstones, large and small. Some tombstones were moved over, most of them were cremated, and the old tombs were buried in the earth.

The tombs are surrounded by peach trees.

Yang Yu prepared a flashlight in advance and took a picture of it. He found a wooden house, which didn't look like a person.

He went in and checked around. There were some tools and shovels in it.

When you get the shovel, you're ready to find someone.

"You see, it's not that scary, is it?" Yang Yu tried to say something to ease the atmosphere.

"Isn't that scary? I'm scared to pee. It's all tombs. " Li Yanan shivered when he said that she would not have come to such a place in the middle of the night if she hadn't met this madman."Scared to pee?" Yang Yu specially took a flashlight to shine on her pants, crotch and said with a smile: "no urine."

"You still have time to joke." Li Yanan slapped him hard.

Pan Yu took the flashlight and pretended to look for Yang Yu's mother.

"Looking at the photos above, I feel that they are really looking at us. Do you think so?" Li Yanan felt that the picture of the woman on the tombstone was staring at her, which made her hair stand on end.

"Psychological effects." Yang Yu replied.

At this time, Yang Yu's flashlight shines on a woman's portrait.

"Wow, this is beautiful." Yang Yu looked at it more.

In front of the woman's delicate features, even if it is a certificate photo, but the same can be seen that she had the appearance of the moon before flowers, especially her eyes are very charming.

For a moment, Yang Yu was deeply attracted by her. It seems that the woman in this picture has a kind of magic power, like the soul.

"Well, I'm so young." Li Yanan sighed and looked at Yang Yu. He found that he was stunned there and was fascinated. He cried out: "hello? Are you out of your mind? "

Yang Yu came back slowly and said, "it looks familiar."

As they continued to walk, Li Ya Nan looked back at the photo of the girl, as if the girl was laughing, which made Li Ya Nan's hair stand on end.

This search did not encounter any dirty things, until we found the tomb of Pan caier's mother Baiqin.

"That's her." After Yang Yu recognized it, he knelt down and bowed three times. Seeing that Li Yanan was still silly there, he quickly pulled her down and knelt down to worship her.

"Respect for the dead, respect for the dead, I am forced, don't look for me, don't look for me." Li Yanan muttered.

Yang Yu has got up to dig.