Chapter 1463： Found the devil 2

Ye Shaoyang was too lazy to listen to her temper, looked around, the right side was a corridor to the end, and the left side was open to the building, black.

So I chose the left side and flew over.

With the dim light from the corridor, you can barely see things.

After entering the main body of Building No. 5, there are rooms on both sides and the doors are closed.

Zhang Xiaorui followed him closely, nervously looking at both sides, suddenly slipping on the foot, but also lost her agility behind her, hand to the ground to support, to avoid falling, but feel the hands wet, lifted up and looked, suddenly pointed Cried: "Blood Master!"

Ye Shaoyang looked down and saw that the ground was full of thick blood. The more he went to the depths of the corridor, the more blood he had, but the weird thing was that there was no **** smell, otherwise it was impossible to overcome his own perception.

Ye Shaoyang bowed his head and licked some blood, and sent it into his mouth. His tongue licked and said: "It is human blood, but the yang in the blood has been drained."

"Ah, what's dry!"

"Maybe I will know when I walk."

There are no zombies here, and there is no movement of zombies. Ye Shaoyang is not in a hurry, moving little by little, ready to cope with unexpected situations.

In his view, no zombies may not be a good thing.

——In this paradise where zombies are everywhere, even the zombies don’t dare to come here, but they are full of human blood. There is only one situation: there are more powerful evils here!

There was a big arch on the front, and there seemed to be a few Chinese characters on the wall on the door. Because the light was too dark and could not be seen clearly, Ye Shaoyang walked in a little and found the word "small auditorium".

However, there are other things that are more attractive to him:

On both sides of the arch, many people stood by the wall, divided into two rows, motionless.

Ye Shaoyang immediately pulled the bricks out of the belt, but after waiting for a long time, these people didn't move, so they stepped closer to the past and walked to the front, only to recognize that these were dead bodies, not zombies.

These bodies were open-mouthed, with a huge iron hook passing through their mouth and the other nailed to the wall.

The bodies are all suspended, much like the animals hanging on the wall in the slaughterhouse...

Ye Shaoyang waved Zhang Xiaorui carefully, walked to the front, and swept away, all women, from the wearing are also students.

"These bodies... Why are you hanging here?"

Feeling the difference in the environment, Zhang Xiaorui instinctively put the voice to the lightest.

"They are treated as sacrifices." Ye Shaoyang pointed to one of the girls' eyebrows. If you look closely, you can find that there is a blood hole in the middle of the soybeans. Then you find that the eyelids are smashing, and you can see them, but It is the same thing as countless otters, and it seems to stand upright like the melon seeds above the sundial. It is still squirming.

This kind of scene is disgusting to the extreme, but it appears in one's eyes...

Even Ye Shaoyang, who has strong resistance, almost vomited, and hurriedly regained his gaze and read the meditation curse.

"What happened?" Zhang Xiaorui saw Ye Shaoyang's expression not correct. When he came over, Ye Shaoyang immediately reached out and closed his eyelids. He said: "Not a good thing, don't read it."

He didn't want Zhang Xiaorui to vomit in this place.

Just then, behind the door, there was a strange laughter, a chicken thief, like the accompaniment in a horror movie.

Under the feet of the blood, there is a body hanging on the wall, and then hear such laughter, even Zhang Xiaorui such a madman, but also a goose bump, can not help but seize the arm of Ye Shaoyang.

"Don't stick so tight, your chest is coming to me." Ye Shaoyang smiled and suddenly lifted his foot and kicked **** the door.

The most direct way to deal with this evil thing is to force it to appear immediately.

This is a large room that fits the layout of the small auditorium: there is a stage in the middle and a seat on both sides.

In the middle and back of the stage, there is a rotating illuminator, much like the kind of "electrode" that children play. It keeps spinning, sparks splash, and the aura is divided into several beams, disappearing into the air. in.

It was these lights that illuminate the entire room.

In the middle of this illuminator, there is a whirlpool of existence. When Ye Shaoyang looks at it, he immediately recognizes that this is where the eye is!

I guess it is right, the eyes are really here!

However, in front of this array of eyes, there are more than a dozen people who are not touching the ground - it should be said that they are ghosts, standing hand in hand in a row, the moment the door opens, these female ghosts face this side. Or, back to this side, turned all over again, looking at Ye Shaoyang, and his mouth opened with a strange smile.

This feeling is very different, especially a lot of female ghosts who are facing each other, whose head is turning 180 degrees...

Zhang Xiaorui tightened tightly behind Ye Shaoyang and trembled in the sifting.

Zombies are disgusting, but people have an instinctive fear of ghosts, no matter how many times they are seen.

"Master..."

"Don't ask anything, follow me closely, keep pace! Remember!"

"Giggle..."

A dozen female ghosts laughed together.

A shivering laugh, echoing in the empty room.

Ye Shaoyang immediately realized that this was a technique of charm, throwing off the bricks, pointing his left hand, and drawing a "敕" in the volley.

"All kinds of devils, all broken!"

An indefinite enchantment is generated, blocking the ghosts and laughter.

These female ghosts are still laughing, laughing and swaying, falling to the ground, one by one sticking out the scarlet tongue, and squatting down the ground.

The black and red ghost blood flowed out of the tongue and quickly gathered on the ground into a blood pool.

The middle part of the blood pool suddenly broke open, one hand stretched out from the ground, then the other, then the torso, and finally, a figure of blood was taken from the pool of blood, kneeling on the ground, slamming The head, long hair squatting and shaking off the blood.

A pale skin gradually emerged.

"thump!"

Zhang Xiaorui's legs were soft and fell to the ground. She saw the most horrible scene in her life:

The skin of the female ghost is wrinkled. Under the reflection of the light beam behind her body, she can see the black pins everywhere, as if a strip of scorpion crawls on the body.

The feeling is that she is all over the body, sewing the pieces of skin together with needlework, especially on the face, at least five tens of centimeters long.

Moreover, the craftsmanship of the needles is very bad, and the height is uneven. In some places, the red fluttering meat is turned outwards.

The most horrible place is that her mouth is also sewed, and there seems to be something in the mouth. It looks like it is going out, and it seems to sew the mouth, just to prevent the things inside.

(Recommended a very horrible novel, "The Beauty of the Dead Body", which is more horrible and less timid.)