Thriller: Play as Gojo Satoru and obtain the Ghost Corps

Chapter 39: Rural Horror

It's not just the water supply plant in Taocheng that has such a headless and footless rotting corpse.

Even the source of Taocheng's water source, Taocheng Reservoir, has the same rotting corpse hidden under it.

He was imprisoned deep in the reservoir with arm-thick chains and an iron cage, and his body was covered with steel nails, making it impossible for him to move.

Even so, the fingers of this rotting corpse were still moving automatically.

Dark night fell on the land of Taocheng as usual.

In a remote suburb of Taocheng, three children living in a small village sneaked out of their homes and were sitting by the stream at the entrance of the village, chatting.

"Tie Zhu, when you graduate from junior high school, where do you plan to work?"

"You should probably leave Taocheng and look for work in other cities. After all, we here in Taocheng are really too backward. What do you two think?"

"Me, I think I should also leave Taocheng. I remember when I was young, my parents told me that they wanted me to inherit the Taolin family."

"But since about ten years ago, the peaches produced in our peach groves in Peach City have begun to taste bad."

"Originally, the peaches in our Taocheng are famous for their sweetness, juiciness, and large and beautiful sizes, but now there are farmers in our Taocheng who specialize in growing peaches?"

"Now the peaches in our Taocheng are not only bitter and unpalatable, but even the appearance has begun to turn dark and dark. Even the locals in Taocheng, let alone outsiders, cannot eat these peaches."

"Hey, don't talk about it. My grandfather's generation made a fortune by growing peaches, but now, the peaches in Taocheng are different from before."

"Hey, tell me, why do the peaches in our Taocheng become so unpalatable?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because the nutrients in the land have been absorbed? So the peaches are no longer sweet?"

"I think maybe someone was jealous of our peaches in Taocheng and drugged us!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Who would drug a peach? This is too outrageous."

While a little boy was explaining his opinion, the heads of the two little boys opposite him slowly raised their heads, and their eyes suddenly became frightened.

"Iron, iron pillar, run quickly! There is a monster behind you!"

The boy known as Tiezhu turned his head subconsciously. The scene in front of him will be remembered for the rest of his life.

Under the moonlight, three strange-looking figures walked to the bridge of the creek.

The leader was as skinny as a stick, and even through his black trench coat, one could feel his thinness.

But his height is almost 1.8 meters.

His whole body was covered with bandages, even his face was no exception, and one sleeve was empty. When the night wind blew, the empty sleeve began to flutter in the wind.

On his shoulders, three crows with black feathers and blood-eyed eyes stood silently.

Behind him were two huge figures four meters tall.

One was as slender as a telegraph pole, its limbs were also thin and long, and its fingertips were as sharp as spears. Every step it took made a sound like wood being torn apart.

There are two horn-shaped things at the top, covered with fangs, and in the center of the horn is a bloodshot eyeball the size of a fist.

The other one has a majestic and majestic figure, six arms and three heads, with angry Vajra eyes.

There is only a leather belt around his waist to cover his body. His body surface is like a skinned human being, with clearly visible muscle veins and some stone skin.

The eyeballs, which are half stone and half flesh, will leak out a small amount of dirty blood every time they turn.

The three children sitting next to the creek subconsciously ran away after seeing this terrifying scene.

But as a clear ringing of the bell spread, their bodies seemed to lose control, and they froze in place, unable to move.

The three children were frozen in place, unable to even shout. They could only stare in place, waiting for death to come.

The only reaction they could make was the tears falling from the corners of their eyes and their backs soaked with cold sweat.

However, to their surprise, the bandaged man did not choose to kill them, but gently placed the three of them on a stone bench, facing the direction of the village.

"Congratulations to the three of you. You were selected by me as special guests tonight. I want to invite you three to enjoy my performance."

The one-armed bandage man's voice was hoarse and harsh.

The three children were troubled by his strange behavior and unclear words.

Great fear grew within them.

However, under the influence of the soul-stirring clang, they could only stare, without the slightest strength to resist.

Then, the bandage monster walked into the village step by step with the two monsters behind him.

As he moved forward, he shook the soul-calling bell in his hand.

Wherever his figure went, people walked out of every house like zombies.

As the bandage monster continued to advance, more and more villagers followed him, and gradually formed a long queue.

The three children at the entrance of the village watched this scene helplessly, but were unable to make any resistance.

As the bandaged man walked around the entire village with the Soul-Calling Bell, the team behind him almost turned into a long queue.

Among this long crowd were men, women, young and old, women and children.

They were wearing various clothes, like zombies, following behind the bandage monster.

After circling the village, the bandaged man led the whole village to the stream at the entrance of the village.

Facing the moonlight, the three children stared at this scene in a daze.

In the crowd, there were their grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, sister, brother, brother, and sister.

At this moment, these people were standing in front of them like zombies.

After seeing this scene, a huge amount of ominous omens suddenly surged in the hearts of the three children, and fear was like a flood that broke through the dam, constantly washing their nerves.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's show officially begins!"

Under the moonlight, the one-armed bandaged man was like an elegant demon, announcing the arrival of hell.

After the speech, the one-armed man took out a large glass bottle and a huge syringe.

Through the faint moonlight, you can see that the label on the glass bottle clearly reads, number: D206.

The one-armed bandaged man roughly used a syringe to draw out the transparent liquid in the glass bottle.

The villagers lined up in a row and walked in front of him one by one. Just like vaccination, each villager would be injected with a shot of this unknown liquid.

The three children sitting on the stone benches had their minds occupied by fear. Only the little boy named Tiezhu was still trying his best to maintain his last bit of sanity.

The spark of hatred grew in his heart and slowly burned.

Soon the first villager who was injected with the potion began to change.

His skin began to turn red, redder and redder, like the red of blood.

His eyes began to turn pale, pale without pupils.

A brown horn slowly grew on his head, and his hair began to turn grayer and grayer, and saliva dripped on the ground.

The villagers who were injected with the potion began to mutate one by one.

Until the relatives of the three children all turned into red monsters, the three of them were gritting their teeth.

The figure in the bandage was extremely crazy, dancing under the moonlight, and his figure was extremely crazy.

At the end, the bandaged man turned his gaze to the three children.

"This performance is over, why don't we play a game?"

"I'll let you go, and then let them chase you."

"Why not call this game Battle Royale! Hahaha!"