Chapter 144 Attack

My heart immediately emerged a chill, crazy like running to close all the doors and windows, although I know that this may not be useful, but strong when to give themselves a little comfort in the heart. I turned on all the lights in the room, pulled the curtains open a small gap, and nervously lay down on the wall, looking outside.

Outside the room is still dark, except for the green ghost fire, basically can not see anything clearly.

Those shadows, from the vaguely countable number earlier, gradually increased, and in the end, I couldn't count them at all.

My whole body nerves are tense, the atmosphere does not dare to take a breath, all the attention fell on the ghosts outside the window, this is the first time I saw the ghost festival group ghosts back to the door of the scene, I do not know whether this is completely different from the scene seen in the eyes of ordinary people. But thinking about the mark on my neck, I was really a bit scared in my heart.

I originally thought that I was able to make a good preparation to face them by this time, but it all came so suddenly that I didn't have any time to think about it at all.

I looked at them nervously, the situation outside, at first it was quite normal, they walked along the road lit by the ghost fire, and didn't seem to notice my existence at all. Just I did not dare to relax at all, but not long after, with the ghostly shadows on the street more and more, and even appeared a lot of strange ghosts and monsters, they were walking and walking, came to me here, the footsteps suddenly lurched, one by one turned his head, looking over towards my side!

I was shocked in my heart, busy will be poor curtains pulled up, make a tight, and do not dare to look out at all.

Cold solemn street, seem extraordinarily silent, my back against the wall, deeply inhaled a few breaths, and so on for a while, did not feel anything unusual things, the heart and doubt, can not help but lift the curtains a little bit, their own hard head, will be the eyes pasted up.

But this look, I was immediately stupid, my eyes, directly and a pair of blood red eyes together, it pasted on the window glass, is staring wide-eyed toward the house.

I was startled, my body staggered back, but my hand couldn't help but hook on top of the curtains, and with a brush I pulled them open. It was then that I realized that a pair of pale, bloodless faces, with expressions of either grimace or joy, one after the other, were all pressed against the window, looking urgently at what was going on inside. Just the moment I pulled the curtains open, all the gazes, looked towards me.

I hastily backed up, but in the panic, a moment did not stand steadily, "bang" a fall on the ground, the ghosts outside the window seemed particularly excited, some sticking to the glass ghosts screamed, some even penetrated a moment to come in, half of the body shaking hanging on the window.

I do not have a way to deal with them, hurriedly climbed up from the ground, grabbed the ghost mound on the table, ready to open the door to escape, if I have been staying in this house, I do not even know how I will die.

But the ghost mound in my arms, even constantly shaking, seems to want to break free, hanging ghost may have discovered the abnormalities in the house, want to come out to help me. But considering his current appearance, I just increased the force on my hands to prevent him from breaking free from my arms.

But who knew that as soon as I touched the door handle, it was as if I had touched a piece of cold ice, freezing so much that I immediately retracted my hand. In look at the doorway below, on the floor, have already formed a thin layer of ice, as if after opening the door, that outside the scene, will be dead icy!

I can't think about it, endure the cold, once again reach out to pull the door, but how do I know that the door as if it was frozen to death, I used all my strength to yank, but there is no reaction, as if in the other end of the door, there are also people in the hard pulling the same.

I was anxious, and added a force, but still could not open the door. Just want to lift the foot to kick, but I have not yet come to move, I feel that both feet were pulled by someone, I immediately lost balance, head "bang" on the door plate, and then the whole person fell in front of the door. I hit this dizziness, hurriedly turned around, and saw a man whose upper and lower body have almost been separated, with only some skin and flesh barely connected in the middle. He was sprawled out on the ground in the middle of a puddle of blood, grinning fiercely and tugging at my pants leg.

My mind was so strange that my first thought wasn't even to try and run, but to look at the man's appearance and guess that he would have died in a car accident to be in this state.

The smile on his face was also extraordinarily oozing, as if that feeling of dying extraordinarily unwillingly and wanting to pull you forward for company. I kicked hard towards his face, wanting to free myself from his hands. But as soon as I raised my hand, I was suddenly stabbed with a slender needle with a white thread, which penetrated my arm at once!

I screamed out in pain, wanting to struggle, but my hand was already penetrated by the needle and thread, suddenly appeared beside me a woman wearing rough clothes, her eyes were extraordinarily confused, seemingly unfocused. I looked at the style of her clothes, almost like the twenties and thirties. She gently pinched the needle with one hand and tugged on my arm with the other, as if embroidering, pulling the white threads through my arm bit by bit, humming softly under her breath, singing something I couldn't understand at all.

I could feel the pain of those white threads penetrating through my flesh, the veins on my hands were all taut, it hurt so much that I wanted to cry, the woman squatted beside me, her body shaking slightly, but not looking at me at all. I violently raised my other hand and swung it at her face, but I didn't expect that, although her gaze was not on me, her reaction was fast as hell. As if she had just done that, she yanked my arm at once and stabbed the needle and thread through it again, so that both my hands were sewn together in one place by this same thread.

I was now tackled in both my arms and legs, and I was also completely terrified. They say that people look forward to the sensation of pain when they are afraid, and I think that's what happened to me now.

I looked in horror at the man who was separated from the top and bottom and this female ghost who appeared to be embroidering as if she was embroidering a flower, and behind them, there was a constant stream of other ghosts and monsters who were penetrating the walls and windows to enter the la, and at this rate, I didn't know where I was going to end up.

My mind went blank, as if I had lost the ability to think, and I was finally awakened by a baby's cry. With a jolt in my body, I turned my head to look, only then did I realize that the female ghost beside me had a twisted-looking baby on her back. At this moment is crying more than, this female ghost reached out and gently patted the baby's back, mouth low coaxing the child, saying do not cry, do not cry, mom will make you a doll to play.

As soon as her words fell, she turned that confused gaze again, raised the needle and thread in her hand, and sewed my two arms, from wrist to elbow, bit by bit downward. I screamed in pain, my body trembling continuously on the ground. The ghost mound that had fallen aside because of my fall shook even more, and suddenly there was a soft sound, and the red paper sealed on the mound broke a hole out of thin air. At a glance, the Hanged Ghost was already standing beside me, lifting up a foot and kicking hard at the female ghost's shoulder, seeing her entire body fly out.

I also hurriedly exerted myself and kicked the male ghost that was tugging on my legs away. Hanged ghost figure is still in a trance, he rushed to help me up from the ground, I am now all sweaty, clothes have been drenched in sweat, not to mention two hands are still sewn together, all the blood not to mention, but also the appearance of extraordinarily horrible.

Hanged ghost grabbed the ghost mound, towards the ground ruthlessly smashed, I was anxious to stop him, no ghost mound, hanged ghost even hiding place. But the ghost did not hesitate, he picked up a piece of debris from the ground, along the white line between my two hands, a fierce stroke, the white line clattered off.

I originally wanted to say a few words of thanks, but the female ghost behind me had already stood up, and there were even quite a few ghosts and monsters, crawling towards us along the ceiling, in all sorts of bizarre positions. I endured the pain on my arm, reached out to touch the bell of the little ghost in my pants pocket, but on second thought, the hanging ghost does not have the shelter of the ghost mound, I have this bell shaken, to be able to have an effect, if it is not the same will implicate him!

Thinking of his current situation, I heart a hard, hard did not take the bell out of his pocket, just shouted at him, said let's go!

Immediately after, I immediately turned around, toward the door of the room kicked hard, the sound of boom boom, has been echoing in our ears! Until "bang" a loud sound came, my body with the foot movement previously tilted, the door is considered to be my kick open.

I did not even hesitate, directly step rushed out, but how do I know that the foot slipped, my entire body horizontal leaning back from the ground slid out, directly hit the opposite side of Tan Lan's house wall.

I stabilized my body, stared at, only to find that this hallway, including the handrail to the wall, above the door, but all the ice, there are a few centimeters thick, this layer of the hallway, but also under the snow!

I slowly straighten up, lest I be slipped again by the ice, but turned my head to look, suddenly found a woman dressed in white, standing in the hallway in a ghostly manner.

Her body was covered with dense snowflakes, and even her hair and eyebrows had turned white, and as soon as I looked at her that look, I remembered that when I used to chat, Ding Ding and I said that the kind of people who died under an avalanche, this is what they look like, and this female ghost, the name of the woman, is also called the snow woman.

I shuddered and looked at her, she had not moved, and her expression was ghostly. I and the hanged ghost looked at each other, slowly walked down from the stairs, along with leaning closer and closer to her, the breath exhaled from the mouth are suddenly condensed into frost, little by little drifting down to the ground.

I was already wearing extremely thin, now the cold shivering, the previous hand wounds are still bleeding, now all have frozen up, formed a layer of crimson ice cream.