The Last Train to Hell

The place where he pulled it happened to be the place that turned purple.

But when he pulled me, I didn't feel any pain.

How could two old Taoist priests with big noses have such great ability?

They could randomly leave purple marks on my back.

I didn't believe it from the bottom of my heart, but the facts were in front of me.

This thing appeared on my back very suddenly.

I didn't feel anything at that time.

I'm not sure if this thing will have any effect on me.

I didn't care to put on my shirt at this moment, I just put on a pair of pants and ran out.

I don't know when the man in the suit got up, he was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

I don't know where the tea came from, anyway, as soon as I opened the door, I smelled the fragrance of tea in the room.

This fragrance smelled quite comfortable to me.

At least smelling the tea fragrance, I felt a lot calmer.

I turned my back and pointed to the two purple spots, and asked the man in the suit in confusion.

"Nothing touched me last night, but there are two bruises on my back. It seems that those two old Taoist priests did it. Could it be them? They shouldn't be that powerful, right?"

This kind of purple-blue marks appeared inexplicably, and most likely they were caused by ghosts.

But could those two last night be ghosts?

If they were ghosts, how dare they run into this room?

In any case, with the man in the suit here, they must have been very brave to run into this room and do evil.

I moved my back and felt that the two bruises were more and more painful.

I touched them and they were still a little hot.

The man in the suit walked behind me and stretched out his hand to press the bruises on my back.

I let out a shrill scream. He almost broke my bones when he poked me with his finger.

It really hurts, I'm not kidding, it hurts without any water.

"It's nothing serious. I'll give you some medicinal wine later. Just rub it. When you walk on the road at night in the future, try not to have physical contact with anything, especially your back. Be on guard against something else."

The man in the suit didn't explain it to me clearly, which made me more and more confused.

What exactly was he on guard against?

And what was going on with my back?

Can it be cured by rubbing it with medicinal oil? I didn't dare to believe it.

But since the man in the suit said so, he would definitely not lie to me.

Soon he took out a bottle of medicinal oil from the house.

I don't know where it came from, it looks very ordinary.

It took me a lot of effort to rub the medicinal oil on the wound.

There was a knock at the door, so I went back to the house and put on my clothes.

Then I went over to open the door. The person knocking on the door was a man in a security uniform.

He looked up at me and suddenly smiled at me.

There was something weird in his smile, and then I saw him tiptoeing in.

Seeing his tiptoeing posture, I felt something was not good.

Just when I wanted to step back, he suddenly pushed me to the ground.

The suit man was quite fast.

He rushed to both of us.

He grabbed the thing by the back of its neck and was about to pull it up.

But I didn't expect that the suit man would start to ooze water from it as soon as he exerted force.

What flowed out was a kind of disgusting liquid.

The smell alone was enough to make people sick.

He held my neck tightly with both hands, and had no intention of letting go.

The suit man held his collar, and he held my neck tightly.

I don't quite understand where this thing came from.

Why is it still wearing the security uniform of this community.

The harder the suit man pulled him, the harder he pinched me.

I rolled my eyes and there was a burst of black light in front of my eyes.

I knew very well that if I didn't resist at this moment, he would easily strangle me to death.

I struggled to lift my legs and kicked him hard in the stomach.

But his hand still didn't let go.

I fumbled to take out the bell from my trouser pocket and shook it gently twice.

His mind was temporarily controlled.

I took advantage of this one or two seconds to get out from under his hand.

This is really a close call.

I hid behind the man in the suit, hiding tightly.

Without me being pinched by it, the man in the suit had no scruples.

He quickly packed up the thing and took out a red rope from his arms.

He tied the thing up tightly.

However, just when the man in the suit was about to tie the red rope.

The body of the thing suddenly exploded.

In addition to some broken human skin, there were those disgusting liquids and clothes torn into strips on the ground.

This made me a little difficult to accept.

I don't quite understand why this happened.

He looked at the man in the suit with doubts.

These liquids on the ground exuded a very unpleasant smell.

At first glance, the color of the liquid was still transparent, like water.

But water doesn't have such an unpleasant smell.

The expression on the man in the suit's face was a little subtle, and he looked a little confused.

I guess he didn't expect that this guy would explode right after he tied his red rope.

I wanted to open my mouth to speak, but I found that my throat was burning and painful.

I didn't even bother to look in the mirror, so I took out my phone and looked at it.

I found two purple handprints around my neck in the camera.

These two purple handprints alone are enough to prove how much strength this strange thing used to pinch me?

I even doubted whether my collarbone was crushed by him. After the man in the suit closed the door.

He took out two pieces of yellow paper and threw them on the ground. Soon, the liquid on the ground was absorbed by the yellow paper.

Then the yellow paper spontaneously combusted, and the human skin was burned cleanly.

In the end, only the scraps of cloth were left.

I was very confused, why he had no bones.

When he pinched me just now, I clearly felt that his strength was very strong and very hard.

Normally, things without bones are basically soft.

The man in the suit had a very serious expression when Broken Eyebrow came out.

The battlefield had been cleared, leaving only scraps of cloth on the ground.

Broken Eyebrow didn't ask anything. I actually wanted to know if he was curious at the moment.

There was a lot of noise just now.

But I was still in shock, my throat was particularly uncomfortable, and I couldn't speak at all.

The man in the suit ran to the kitchen and took out a small bag of glutinous rice.

Finally, he used a food processor to mix the glutinous rice and water together and beat it into glutinous rice paste.

Wrap the glutinous rice paste in the cloth and wrap it tightly around my neck.

I have to say that after wrapping the glutinous rice paste around my neck, the burning feeling was stronger than before.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect or if it really works.