Thriller: Play as Gojo Satoru and obtain the Ghost Corps

I, Lin Bei, am indeed a genius. Only I can come up with such a genius idea.

Then, two black shadows quickly separated from Lin Bei's shadow and ran towards the direction where Sanjiu left.

"Ke Li, don't say anything like rubbing your back in the future, okay? And I only rubbed your back once."

Ke Li looked up at Lin Bei, with a confused look on her face: "Why? Brother Lin Bei?"

Lin Bei answered Ke Li with a serious face: "Because, don't you think that as your boss, it's embarrassing to rub your back? As your boss, I also want to save face!"

After hearing Lin Bei's words, Ke Li touched her little head, and then shouted in surprise:

"Oh~ I know! Brother Lin Bei!"

Lin Bei looked at Ke Li who suddenly realized, with a look of relief on his face.

Not bad, not bad, still has some talent, young people can be taught~

"Hey, Dahei, Xiaohei, Xiaojiuer, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"

"Not bad, smack, smack, gurgle, very good, ah, burp~"

"Sister Xiaojiuer's cooking skills have improved again! The food made by Dahei, Xiaohei and Susu is still so delicious!"

On the table, only Ai Li and Lin Bei were eating.

It's not because Lin Bei treats them differently.

It's because of the ninjas of the Ghost Corps, Xiaojiuer, and the big corgi dog head.

They don't need to eat.

The big corgi dog head looked at the two people eating deliciously at the table, and slowly drooled. . .

The sunset fell into the bright starry sky. The world was suddenly late. The mountains and rivers were in autumn, and all things returned to silence.

Outside the suburbs of Taocheng, a couple was hiding under the dark shade of the trees, doing some intimate actions where the light could not reach.

"Oh~ Stop touching me, someone will see us."

"It's okay, this is the suburb of Taocheng, almost no one comes here at night, and even if someone comes, they can't see us."

"Don't worry, we are safe, (*ε｀*)muamua"

"Ouch, that's annoying, be gentle~"

In the shadows, young hormones are releasing the vitality of life.

This pair of young men and women in love are only concerned with enjoying each other's tenderness, but they don't notice that a blood-red telephone pole with two trumpets is slowly approaching them.

"Hey, stop touching me, let's go back and get a hotel~"

"It's okay, there's no one here anyway, it's okay, I promise you, hehehe."

"Oh, that's annoying."

Faced with such an exciting thing, the girl was also a little excited and eager to try, and half-heartedly, she was taken off her underwear.

At this moment.

"Sizzle~Sizzle~"

The girl keenly heard this strange sound, which made her very uneasy.

"Dear, did you hear that? There is a strange sound coming from the road."

The man untied his belt and said indifferently: "It's okay, it must be just a car passing by. Don't worry, no one will find it here."

After hearing what the girl said, she was still a little uneasy, but it was too late to interrupt.

In the next moment, a bloody telephone pole appeared in front of them.

"Then, what is that?"

The girl's pupils shrank sharply when she saw the real body of the siren head, and even her voice trembled a little.

He was nearly four meters tall, as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, covered in blood, like dried bacon, and no longer dripping with sticky scarlet liquid.

He had no head, but had extremely slender limbs. Every step he took, he would make a crackling sound, just like the friction sound of wood being torn apart.

His hands and toenails were extremely sharp.

Especially the five fingers of both hands, which were as slender and sharp as spears, with dark red condensation still remaining on them.

On the top of his body, there were two speakers, or sirens, facing in opposite directions.

The two sirens with sharp teeth were like two devil's mouths.

The sirens were dark red, the same dark red color as the blood that had coagulated into blood scabs.

In the center of the sirens, there was a blood-colored eyeball, the size of a fist, and around the eyeballs were vascular tissues entangled in a ball. These blood vessel-like tissues were still twitching as the eyeballs turned.

At the bottom of the sirens, there was still a smelly transparent liquid, mixed with blood, and extremely sticky.

After hearing the girl's trembling voice, the boy looked up.

The terrifying monster in front of them almost stopped their heartbeats.

The two pulled up their pants and wanted to run away.

But a very tearing tremor suddenly came from the two speakers of the sirens.

"Ding~Ou~Ou~"

The two people who faced this kind of vibration were not only shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices, but also their skin was torn apart!

Under this tearing vibration, the surrounding trees also exploded one after another, with cracks all over the tree body!

One of the boy's eyeballs was directly shattered by this powerful vibration.

The crystal fragments of the shattered eyeball mixed with blood splashed out, smashing the girl's face.

The girl opened her mouth wide, and even her mouth was full of bloody eyeball fragments.

"Ah! Ah vomit~~"

After the girl noticed the blood and flesh in her mouth, she immediately retched.

But her own throat also exploded at this moment, and the broken throat, along with the thin tube-like blood vessels, kept bleeding.

The oxygen-rich arterial blood was bright red and dazzling, and it was still very warm when it sprayed on the boy.

The girl's breathing suddenly stopped, and a roar like a broken bellows continued to come from her throat.

The boy with a broken eyeball stared at the girl with blood on her chest and a bloody hole in her throat. He was so scared that he lost his voice.

The pain in his eyeball and his bloody and dying girlfriend in front of him made his brain occupied by fear.

The girl's situation was even more critical at the moment. A large amount of blood gushed out of the ruptured throat, and the trachea she used for breathing was also blocked.

The warm blood flowed into the lungs along the pulmonary tube, and the warm and salty liquid poured into the bronchial tubes in the lungs, filling up the space in the lungs.

The feeling of suffocation like drowning enveloped her entire mind, and the dizziness of lack of oxygen made her vision blurred and she kept coughing.

The blood that flowed into the lungs kept pouring out, and then flowed back due to gravity, and so on, and the blood splashed all over the boy's face.

The girl's face was pale, her lips turned purple, her eyes were full of despair, and she stretched out her hands to the boy tremblingly: "Hiss~Ha~Hiss~Ha~Gulp, Gulp"

"Shh, pop~" As the sound of a sharp weapon piercing leather spread, the boy and girl's hearts were strung together. At this moment, they were connected in heart.

The boy used up his last strength and slowly held the girl's palm.

Their lives came to an abrupt end like their broken hearts.

Although the boy and girl did not live on the same day, they died on the same day.

"Sizzle~Sizzle~"

The huge siren head, with two fresh pendants on its fingers, slowly walked into the darkness.

Only the trees that collapsed on the spot and the blood flowing on the ground proved the fear that had just happened.

The pair of desperate mandarin ducks strung on the fingers of the siren head were still bleeding and spilling all over the road.

The tall and slender bloody figure made a heart-pounding piercing sound while disappearing into the darkness.

In the slaughterhouse, the sturdy butcher with a pig's head was slaughtering hairless two-legged sheep one by one.

Dehairing, beheading, gutting, cutting, and cutting.

The blood and screams were like a flood that broke through the dam, but they stopped abruptly at the moment when the bodies were separated. The two-legged sheep that had not been slaughtered were shivering in the iron cage, witnessing everything in front of them with their own eyes, like being in hell.

At this moment, the identities of meat animals and humans were reversed, and the extremely suppressed fear, like an invisible canvas, covered every two-legged sheep.

The blood of their companions splashed on the roof, and their internal organs were removed in one piece. The lingering symphony of bones and steel knives constantly impacted their rational threshold.

They didn't even dare to shout loudly, because the last two-legged sheep that did this had already become a piece of meat in the basin.

The sturdy butcher with a pig's head was slowly cutting the meat in his hand.

The lights were dim, and the stench filled the whole room.

Outside the slaughterhouse, the exorcist Sanjiu walked out of the door step by step, holding a demon-hunting compass.