God Bestows Evil

Chapter 3 Double Ominousness in the Corridor

The blood-stained rope of the woman in red is the murder weapon that caused her death. It has evil power in itself. As long as Wu Xian raises his head, the rope will automatically wrap around Wu Xian's neck, trapping Wu Xian like her.

 But when Wu Xian didn't raise her head, the rope was tied around her neck, and it was much stronger than ordinary ropes.

 So…

The woman in red was caught off guard, her cervical vertebrae were immediately pulled apart, and her body struggled like a fat catfish being caught. Then she remembered that she could also actively control the rope, and quickly untied it and fell to the ground.

 “I want to...ahem, eat you for the rest of my life...”

Before she could finish her sentence, Wu Xian rolled over and fled a distance away from her. He clasped his thumb on his **** and flicked his fingers at her.

 True Fire Spell!

The woman in red was busy righting her head, retracting her tongue piece by piece. When the last piece of tongue entered her mouth, before her mouth was closed, a bright flame penetrated her big mouth.

 The delicate dead man’s face suddenly showed an expression of horror.

 “A lifetime, a lifetime…”

 The dazzling flames burned from the body of the woman in red, from the outside to the inside, completely engulfing her. The flames were yellow, not very hot, and did not ignite anything except her.

She rolled and struggled in the flames, wailing silently. Although there was no sound, Wu Xian felt his eardrums hurt.

Wu Xian covered his ears, stood up from the ground, and grinned.

“There are indeed ghosts in this blessed land, but...is she too weak?”

If the things in the blessed land were only of this level, Wu Xian's fellow detectives wouldn't all be obsessed with it. It's very likely that the woman who hanged her with a long tongue was only at the level of the roadside monsters in the blessed land.

The flame gradually burns out.

A dark red incense stick was left on the spot. Wu Xian picked it up without checking it. He put his ear to the door and listened to the sounds outside.

 “Please, save me, I am...”

The woman was still calling for the door, trying to trick other residents on this floor into opening the door for her, which meant that the brief fight just now was nothing out of the ordinary.

Wu Xian breathed a sigh of relief: "This woman's abnormality is obvious. I hope no fool will open the door for her..."

 …

 Creak.

  The door of Room 405 opened.

Lu Yuzhu happily opened the door to welcome her companions who could share the difficulties with her.

Like Wu Xian, she also saw the brutal massacre, but her heart was not that strong. Fear broke her defenses, and she urgently needed someone to help her share her fear.

The person who knocked on the door was a middle-aged woman wearing a black and white floral skirt. The woman looked frightened. She seemed to have been hit by something on her forehead, causing blood to flow all over her face.

  But, it’s a living person!

So Lu Yuzhu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and opened the door: "Come in quickly, I can't stand being alone..."

Her voice stopped suddenly.

 Because the woman in front of me is completely different from what she saw in the cat's eyes.

Yu Yinghua stood at the door with her hands tied, her body wet and covered with dark gray semi-dry cement, her face mixed with blood and mud, her eyes already swollen and lifeless, she exposed her mouth to Lu Yuzhu with her mouth full of mud A charming smile.

"Girl, you are such a good person. Good people will be rewarded."

After saying this, Yu Yinghua lay down on the ground, twisting like a four-legged snake and crawling out of the corridor. The folded limbs meant that she was no longer human, and she left traces of gray mud and water wherever she swam...

Lu Yuzhu's face was ashen, she closed the door with a numb expression, went back to the bed and lay down, covered herself with a quilt and giggled from time to time, and fell asleep like this. She has been frightened and lost the ability to cope with reality.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lu Yuzhu felt a warmth in her dream.

 She seemed to be soaring in the air, passing through the clouds, and the sun shone on her body, making her feel warmer, her body and mind became peaceful, and her eyelids blinked.

“Ah, it was indeed a nightmare. It’ll be fine if you wake up.”

 She opened her eyes happily and saw a big blue hand.

He opened her mouth with his big hands and forced something like a funnel in. The warm and grainy stuff was poured into her mouth along the funnel.

 “Let me go! No, save, woo, woo…”

Lu Yuzhu struggled desperately, but her limbs were fixed, and only her head could move. In front of the big blue hands, she was as weak as a chicken. Her throat was passively swallowing, and the earthy liquid burned her. of the mouth and esophagus.

It turns out that the warm feeling comes from the burning of cement on the skin!

 A line of tears flowed from the corner of his eyes and disappeared into the cement.

 …

It was just dawn, and only the sun was showing.

 Wu Xian got up from the bed, opened the curtains sideways, and observed the scenery outside.

The morning light was not fresh, but rather gray. The whole city seemed to be shrouded in gray dust. There were no pedestrians on the road. Broken vehicles were parked scatteredly on the street. Dried blood stains could be seen everywhere on the ground and walls.

On the billboard of the building opposite, there was a male corpse with an empty abdomen hanging. The male corpse noticed Wu Xian's gaze, raised his head and stuck out his tongue, licking the yellow and black carious teeth, and kept twitching at Wu Xian.

Wu Xian felt a chill and touched his mouth, feeling that he should brush his teeth.

He once had an inexplicable obsession with the Fudi case. For this reason, he forgot to eat and sleep, and turned his days and nights upside down. His quality of life was even felt by slave owners in South American manors to be a bit low.

But after entering the blessed land, although it was more dangerous, he felt at peace. He no longer had the urgent obsession and no longer wanted to treat himself harshly.

He spent most of last night sleeping lightly. He had already seen the dangers of the blessed land. It was dangerous to sleep at this time, but it was better than going to the limit and falling asleep when he shouldn't.

 During sleep, it is not always peaceful.

There was a constant rustling sound outside the door. The door would be knocked every now and then, and women would ask questions for various reasons, but Wu Xian ignored them all.

At about three o'clock in the morning, he heard heavy footsteps coming from the corridor. The footsteps stopped outside a certain room, followed by a loud bang and painful whimpering.

 Obviously, there are two monsters in the corridor at midnight.

 One is a woman named Yu Yinghua. She will appear at midnight at the latest and has been wandering in the corridor, trying to sniff out traces of living people.

 The other one was a big guy. It had heavy steps and obvious movements. It appeared at three o'clock in the morning. It forced open a certain door last night and killed the residents in the room.

 Knowing the capabilities and action patterns of these two things will be the key to survival in the blessed land.

Wu Xian doesn’t think that these two things can be solved by a true fire spell like the hanging woman.

While thinking about it, Wu Xian's expression suddenly changed slightly.

 Dong dong dong.

The door was knocked again, this time it was different from the midnight sound!

 (End of this chapter)