Death Inquisitor

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What to do? Do you mean to wait for death here? No, no, no, he didn't want to die.

Ling Yilang held his head and struggled for a while, and finally took a step forward hesitantly. When he took the first step, he felt dizzy before his eyes. The next moment, the ground shook. He tried his best to stand firm but failed in the end. Fortunately, he grabbed the guardrail when he was about to fall.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, something even more terrifying happened. The cement floor beneath him was softening, and he was reaching his limit as the cement floor softened, even though he tried his best to pull himself up like a carrot. He pulled it out of the concrete floor, but no matter how hard he tried, he failed in the end.

In just one minute, his entire body sank into the cement floor. Only the part above his neck was exposed. He could feel that the concrete floor where his body was on was not hard, but no matter how hard he struggled, , still can’t climb out.

At this moment, Ling Yilang felt a cold light on his back. He turned his head calmly and then shook his head vigorously.

"Why are you here?" Ling Yilang asked in disbelief. The person who appeared in front of him was no one else. It was his best friend when he was a child. He was also his only friend when he was a child. He was the only one in his neighbor's family. , his childhood friend who was pushed into a manure pit and drowned!

Impossible, this person is already dead. Ling Yilang's face turned pale and he struggled even more fiercely. His childhood friend squatted down, turned his head to his side, and opened his mouth silently.

Although there was no sound, Ling Yilang understood what he was talking about.

He was saying, "It's no use."

"Go away!!" Ling Yilang shook his head again, but this time it was not because of disbelief, but because he wanted to get rid of the control of his childhood friend on his head. The man took a step back and opened his mouth to smile at Ling Yilang. Feces and urine came out of his mouth, eyes and nose.

Ling Yilang gritted his teeth and couldn't hold it in for a while, so he spit it out.

too disgusting. When I pushed this man down the pit because he was jealous that his grades were better than mine, why didn't I feel disgusted? Ling Yilang thought in his heart while vomiting.

He lowered his head and suddenly felt a flash of cold light. He raised his head and saw a knife appearing in the hands of his childhood friends. Ling Yilang felt panic in his heart. He stammered and asked: "You "What are you doing?"

His friend did not speak, but just watched him begging for mercy quietly, just like how Ling Yilang watched him begging for mercy in the cesspit but was indifferent. Then, as if after hearing enough, Ling Yilang's childhood friend He stepped on Ling Yilang's head, forcing Ling Yilang to lower his head. He quickly waved the knife in his hand and made two slits in Ling Yilang's head.

Ling Yilang thought he was going to die. He closed his eyes to welcome his death, but soon he opened his eyes again because he found that he was not in pain at all. He breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get rid of it. Sticky sweat on face.

When he saw the true face of the sticky thing, Ling Yilang screamed, because it was not his sweat at all, but blood, and something yellow and orange similar to brain matter.

"It's impossible, I don't feel any pain at all." Ling Yilang looked at his childhood friend hopefully, hoping that he could tell him that all this was false and his illusion. The friend smiled at him again and took out a silver wine flask from behind.

"What's in this? No, no." Ling Yilang watched helplessly as his friend poured the contents of the wine bottle into his brain. After the initial coolness, Ling Yilang immediately felt the fire in his body. In the burning pain, the liquid turned into flames and burned bigger and bigger inside his body, burning him until he was unconscious and rolling on the ground.

I don't know how much time passed, but after a burst of severe pain, Ling Yilang found that he was free. He laughed wildly, and then he was frightened to death by the red muscles in his sight. His hands, his feet...all the skin on his body was gone!

How painful would it be to take off your own skin? This idea suddenly came to Ling Yilang's mind, and then he felt that his five senses were strengthened countless times, and fierce pain came from every part of his body. He rolled on the ground in pain, and rolled to the place where he was originally buried. Ling Yilang grabbed his skin where he was touching him, shouting "my skin" and tears kept flowing out.

His childhood friend stood in front of him and smiled at him again.

It was a smile that could make Ling Yilang's hair stand on end.

"Kill me!" Kill me, it's too painful. Ling Yilang shouted in his heart, the pain kept accumulating, and finally reached the point where he couldn't bear it anymore. Ling Yilang tilted his head and fainted.

Am I dead? Ling Yilang breathed gently, breathing in the freshest air in the world. He couldn't help but smile. Was he surviving the disaster? Everything that just happened was a dream, it must be like this.

Ling Yilang couldn't wait to open his eyes, and then his smile froze on his lips.

The location he was in now was in the wild. No wonder he smelled the scent of grass just now. If he was just in the suburbs, Ling Yilang should be happy, but in the current situation, he couldn't be happy at all. If the torture just now was very strange to him, then this torture now, It was too familiar to him.

Thick hemp ropes were wrapped around his neck and limbs, and the other ends of the hemp ropes were connected to five docile-looking horses. Ling Yilang knew that soon these five horses would be the ones that killed him.

The murderer will be cut into pieces by five horses in this wild place.

Sweating like rain, Ling Yilang wanted to untie the hemp rope on his body, but he was afraid that it would disturb the horse and cause him to die faster.

The sound of boots walking on the grass was particularly obvious in this situation. Ling Yilang looked over and saw an unexpected but expected person.

"I thought of you when I just woke up and was tied up. It must have been very painful when you were strangled by my rope, right?" Ling Yilang said to the visitor with a wry smile.

The person who came had black hair and very attractive black and white eyes. This was Ling Yilang's lover, another person who was killed by Ling Yilang.

"Come on, give me a good time." Ling Yilang yelled at his lover.

The lover waved his hand in response, and the five horses ran in five directions respectively as if they noticed something. Just like this, Ling Yilang felt that his neck, limbs and body were separated, and blood spurted out from the wounds. , his eyes were dazzled. ..

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