Maoshan Ghost King

Aunt Feng looked at the red wedding gown she wore when she got married, and she couldn’t help but feel sad. At the beginning, the handsome man spoiled herself so much. Now that he believes other people’s rumors, she will kill her son and tortured herself to death. .

Unexpectedly, Dashuai didn't trust him so much, and he was just a plaything of him.

That's it...everything is over. Tomorrow, no one in the Marshal's Mansion will survive, and they will all be buried with themselves and their sons.

Thinking like this, two lines of blood and tears fell from the corner of Aunt Feng's eyes again.

She took a deep breath, her whole body hurts, tremblingly, she picked up the dagger in the package and placed it between her eyebrows. With a sudden stroke, she suddenly drew a long blood hole, and the blood suddenly slipped off. come out.

The blood in the eyebrows is where the essence of blood lies in a person, condensing one's own consciousness and resentment.

When the Taoist people are forced to do so, they often use the blood between their foreheads to supplement them with spells to instantly improve their cultivation.

But after seeing that Aunt Feng had cut her eyebrows, she began to draw strange charms on her blood-red wedding gown with her fingers on her eyebrows.

Ge Yu's spiritual sense was watching everything from the sidelines. When Aunt Feng used her own careless efforts to draw symbols on the blood-red wedding gown, Ge Yu's heart trembled. Why did Aunt Feng know how to use magic? Auntie, why not stop them from hurting themselves?

There may only be one explanation, Aunt Feng may only know a little bit of magic, or only understand this single magic.

This kind of magic condensing the strength of resentment on the wedding dress should be similar to a blood curse, and it is a curse of blood, where all resentment condenses.

What is she going to do?

Through the power of the evil spirit, Ge Yu could only look back at the past. He could see everything in the past, but after all, he was an outsider who couldn't do anything. He could only watch all the actions of Aunt Feng.

After arduously painting on the blood red wedding gown for half an hour, the whole blood red wedding gown was painted with all kinds of weird runes, and the blood on the center of Aunt Feng's eyebrows almost drained.

Afterwards, Aunt Feng began to wear the blood-red wedding gown on her body with difficulty, just as she did when she was married, except that she had long lost her charming face, her face was scarred, and she was affected by those vicious women. The scratches were full of scars.

After putting on the blood-red wedding gown, she saw that Aunt Feng cut the old tattered cheongsam with a knife and connected it into a long slender rope, which was put on the beam of the wood house, and then pulled a button.

She looked around and finally found a wooden stool in the corner of the house, moved the wooden stool over and placed it under the sling.

The next moment, Aunt Feng stood on the stool, took out the weighing mound Liu Xing found for herself from the black cloth package, and tied it to her waist.

The weight was hung from her waist and fell onto the stool.

Aunt Feng put her head into the upper sling, a sorrowful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, she cried, two lines of blood and tears rolled down.

In just one day, she experienced all the ups and downs of the world, the joys and sorrows.

Let her know the greed and ugliness of human nature.

Everything is over, over...

Raising the dagger in her hand, Aunt Feng immediately pierced her lower abdomen, a sharp pain spread all over her body, so that her face was distorted in pain.

Although painful, she still muttered in her mouth: "Weigh the mound to fall into the soul, never live beyond life, blood-red wedding dress, bear my bitter grievance... May the ghost be transformed into a ghost, six holes and three knives, blood can drain, and fall forever Reincarnation..."

While Aunt Feng was reciting these, she pulled out the dagger that had been inserted into her lower abdomen again, and thrust another knife into her chest.

With each cut, you have to endure unimaginable pain, but only in the endless pain can one's hatred intensify and become a fierce and hopeless ghost.

Only by turning into a superb ghost can you avenge yourself and your son.

In order to resolve this monstrous enmity.

When the second knife was inserted into her chest, Aunt Feng was already vomiting blood.

There was one last knife left, and this one was the deadliest. It was inserted into one's heart. The heart was also where the resentment was concentrated, and he had to endure great pain.

She drew the knife with difficulty and pointed it at her heart. At this time, Aunt Feng didn't have much strength. She gritted her teeth, exhausted all her strength, and slammed it into her chest.

Red blood burst out, and Aunt Feng let out the last tragic howl in her life.

"I hate... I hate everyone in this world..."

With the last knife being inserted into the heart, Aunt Feng exhausted all her anger, the stool under her feet was kicked over in pain, and Aunt Feng wore a blood red wedding gown and hung from the beam of the room.

A cold wind blew over, Aunt Feng's body swayed with the wind, and the blood continued to slide down his body.

The blood-red wedding gown was soaked with blood, turned purple-red, and then air-dried, it was almost black.

For no reason, a cold wind blew towards the wood house. Aunt Feng's body swayed from side to side with the wind, and the **** air filled the whole wood house.

"Tick Tick Tick", the bright red blood fell on the ground, playing the movement of death.

Aunt Feng's face that was distorted because of pain was restored bit by bit, and finally a sneer from the world suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.

This smile is weird, and there is endless terror behind the weird face.

...

The next day, the handsome Mrs. Liufang stopped eating breakfast and remembered Aunt Feng who was being held in the wood house. Torture of Aunt Feng has become a new way for them to make fun of them recently. Having undertaken the endless grace of the great handsome, this little bit, today, I must let that Xiaofeng return it.

But when the wife of Liu Fang walked to the door of the wood house, she suddenly smelled a strong blood.

After the door of the firewood room was opened, they saw an extremely terrifying scene. The handsome Seventh aunt was actually hung on the beam of the firewood room, wearing a blood-red wedding gown, and there was a large beach under her body. With the black and red blood stains, what was even more weird was that there was a dagger stuck in Aunt Feng's chest. Horror... instantly enveloped the hearts of the aunts and wives, and everyone felt a full of cold air enveloping themselves.

The courageous aunt even let out a hysterical howl and sat down on the ground.

A gust of wind blew over, and Aunt Feng's body on the beam of the room was swaying with the wind, and many people saw the weird smile on the corner of Aunt Feng's mouth.

The real killing is about to begin...