Horror Studio

The quiet moonlight passed through the doors and windows and shone on the clean stone slabs.

Zuo Ying opened her eyes and listened carefully to the breath of the person next to her pillow. She was steady and mad, full of vitality. She moved a little, and there was no pain in her whole body, but her expression did not change, as if she had been used to this kind of pain. She sat up slowly without making any sound, and then took out a chopstick from under the bed sheet with her left hand.

This chopstick is a wooden block used in daily life. The only difference is that it has been sharpened.

Turning her head, Zuo Shan's ugly face appeared in front of Zuo Ying. Because of the violent exercise on the bed not long ago, Zuo Ying was sure that Zuo Shan would not wake up now, at least before she did it.

Enough...Let's end it all...

Zuo Ying thought.

The persistence for a long time is meaningless, and the longing of the past has been replaced by sorrow.

She clenched the chopsticks in both hands and stabbed Zuoshan's neck.

The tip of the chopsticks pierced the skin and inserted it into Zuo Shan's neck until it was exhausted.

Zuo Shan opened his eyes suddenly, his face twisted, but he was still alive. He hit Zuo Ying's face with a fist with his left hand, and then sat up, while the chopsticks were still stuck in the side of his neck.

Although Zuo Ying inflicted damage to Zuo Shan, she did not hurt him to a fatal position.

At this point, Zuo Ying knew clearly that whether Zuo Shan was dead or not, she would not be able to continue to live. From the moment she inserted the chopsticks into Zuo Shan's throat, there was no possibility of continuing to live.

So Zuo Ying rushed forward again. The target was the chopsticks stuck in Zuo Shan's throat. She wanted to use this as a breakthrough to kill the person in front of her.

Zuo Shan snorted and was not afraid. At this time, his anger was far more than fear.

In less than thirty seconds, Zuo Ying was already unable to resist, and her desperate resistance could not kill Zuo Shan. The differences in body size, nutrition, and physical condition alone cannot smooth out these objective differences.

"You kill me!" Zuo Ying struggled again.

She is now pushed to the ground by Zuo Shan, her body has been controlled.

"You... this... bitch, dare to be so... yes... Lao Tzu!" When Zuo Shan spoke, the chopsticks around his neck kept shaking, looking very strange.

"Bah!" Zuo Ying spat.

She knew that for her current self, being killed by Zuo Shan might be the best situation. If Zuo Shan did not kill her, she must not intend to forgive her, but to torture her more cruelly, so she will continue to anger Zuo Shan.

Zuo Shan's right hand hit Zuo Ying's face with a fist. The force of this fist made Zuo Ying feel as if she had been hit by a rock, her head was dizzy, and the place where she was hit not only felt pain, but also seemed Lost consciousness and was paralyzed.

The angry Zuo Shan did not stop the movement in his hand, he raised his fist again, but this time, he stopped.

A cold feeling came from the window.

He raised his head and saw a baby's body hanging on the window edge of the room.

This corpse seemed to have no epidermis, and the dermis layer could be seen directly. The color was like a week of dead pork, which was dark red. At the baby's neck, the umbilical cord was turned around the neck and then extended to the upper window edge. This baby was hung from the window by his umbilical cord.

For some reason, the baby hung in the air began to turn.

It originally turned its back to the person in the house, and as its body turned, the baby's face appeared in Zuo Shan's eyes.

This is a weird face. His eyes occupies almost half of the entire face, but the eyes are completely different from ordinary people. They are all gray and white, which is very shocking.

Zuo Shan lowered her head and found that Zuo Ying under her body seemed to have been attacked by an evil spirit. Her body was trembling constantly, her mouth foaming, her eyes turned white, and her appearance was very similar to a sheep's seizure.

Then Zuo Shan discovered a very scary thing, that is moonlight.

The moonlight shines through the window, leaving a shadow on the ground, but there is no shadow of a baby, so...invisible at all.

"Ghost..." Zuo Shan was frightened, and he began to back away.

Retreat faster and faster, until the back sticks to the wall.

He turned his head and glanced at the door not far away, the thought of running away appeared in his mind, and it became stronger and stronger.

run!

He got up, opened the door and rushed out.

Although the wound on his neck was quite serious, he was driven by fear and couldn't take care of it at all.

Damn it! People?

Zuo Shan also made a noise while running, but the sound that was easily noticeable in the quiet night did not get any response this time.

Blood kept flowing from his neck, even if he was strong, but if he continued to run away like this, death was only a matter of time.

Is it gone?

Zuo Shan felt dark in front of him and almost fell to the ground.

"it hurts……"

Zuo Shan noticed a shrill sound coming from his feet, which was very ear-piercing. He looked back and found that he had an umbilical cord tied to his right ankle somehow. He continued to look back along the umbilical cord, and the baby's terrifying face was staring at Zuo Shan. Obviously there are only white eyes, but Zuo Shan can clearly feel that the baby's eyes are staring at him.

Zuo Shan opened his mouth and wanted to vent the fear in his heart~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but because of the wound in his throat, his usual simple request could not be met at all.

By the Fengxia River, Zuoshan was running desperately, while the river beside it was still flowing quietly, no different from usual.

Suddenly, Zuo Shan fell to the ground, just at the wound, and the chopsticks pierced the throat directly.

Grumbling.

Zuo Shan stretched out his right hand forward, as if he wanted to continue climbing.

...

At the Pushazhuang police station, Qiancangyi fought with the attacker headed by him. He acted mercilessly, his throat, nose and eyes were punched harder than a punch.

After a few punches, the opponent lost the ability to resist.

However, the people standing by are not just watching the crowd. After this person reacted, he immediately raised his foot and kicked Qiancang. At this time, Qiancang just turned his head, but now it was too late to escape, so he just Can resist.

The body leaned slightly, and his balance was quickly restored.

After that, Qiancang was not polite, directly from bottom to top, kicking the opponent's lifeblood.

A scream like killing a pig sounded in the room, and this sound finally awakened the little diamond wind from his sleep, but... he was now tied in a sack.

"Where am I? Who will help me?" Xiao Zuanfeng panicked.

Qiancangyi did not go to the rescue, but grabbed the wooden stick and jammed the neck of the person under him.

"Let him go!" Qiancang said in a low voice, "Give you three seconds."

He had just finished speaking, and one of the remaining five people rushed directly to the sack and smashed with a stick.

Seeing this situation, Qiancangyi was not polite, took the stick in his hand and smashed it directly into the face below.

Two painful calls sounded in the room at the same time.

"Damn, do as he said!" The beaten leader immediately begged for mercy.