Chapter 245 Six Ghosts Reborn!Under the watchful eyes of countless sneaky people. Wan Xiuling and her group walked up all the steps and arrived at the door of the circular building on the top of the mountain. Her tension and fear finally eased a little. Next, they will meet Lord Yama. No matter what, King Yama is a god. He can't be scarier than those evil spirits below, right? After entering the door, Wan Xiuling discovered that although the building looked magnificent on the outside, it was dirty and messy on the inside, with dust and tattered yellow talismans everywhere. She did not see the King of Hell emitting divine light, but only saw two people and a corpse. The body was a mummy. On the left is a woman with disheveled hair and a lot of dirt on her body. She looks like a crazy person begging on the street. The man on the right had a deathly pale face, lifeless eyes, and his chest was stained with blood. He looked extremely weak, as if he had lost the desire to live.
Between the two of them was a pile of porcelain bowls. These bowls looked like they had been dug out from the garbage; they were extremely dirty and disgusting. Wan Xiuling asked tentatively. "Brother Yan Ting?" Wan Shixiong and Yan Ting had many business dealings, so Wan Xiuling knew Yan Ting, but in such an occasion, meeting someone you knew might not be a good thing. Hearing Wan Xiuling's call, Yan Ting raised his head, then lowered it woodenly after a moment, with no intention of paying any attention to her at all. Wan Shixiong looked forward fanatically. "Excuse me, which one is Lord Yan?" Crazy woman Mei Yunsheng laughed strangely: "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time!" Everyone present had heard the sound of her voice. This is the voice of Yama! Wan Shixiong immediately knelt down with excitement, looking at the crazy woman with eager eyes: "I have brought you the ten pairs of eighteen-year-old boys and girls you needed. May I ask about the immortality you promised..." Boys and girls? Immortality? Wan Xiuling suddenly felt cold all over. Suddenly, everything made sense to her. It turns out that the sacrifices to God were not pigs, cattle, and sheep, but young men and women like them! Wan Xiuling had been wondering about this before. Why did the elders bring those who did not believe in the King of Hell along when they worshipped the King of Hell? Why did her father never let her have a boyfriend? That's because today, he wants to offer eighteen-year-old boys and girls to exchange for the gift of immortality to King Yama. She hurriedly stood up and tried to escape, but was immediately held down by the people around her. Since they had been brought here, there was no way they could escape from here. The crazy woman laughed.
He picked up the dagger and slashed the throat of Yan Ting beside him, then pressed his head and a bowl of blood spurted out. Everyone was frightened by this scene. But the wound on Yan Ting's throat healed completely within a few breaths. Not only was there no scar left, there was not even any symptom of ischemia. "This is my blood. Drinking it will give you immortality, but this blood must be exchanged for a virgin boy or girl!" Wan Shixiong immediately stood up and roughly pulled out a young man and a young woman from the crowd. The men in black with guns sent them to the crazy woman. The crazy woman took a look at the two men and nodded with satisfaction. She raised her knife and cut the throats of the two men. They didn't even have time to scream, and could only make a sound like a broken bellows. This scene immediately caused the young men and women to scream in confusion. The crazy woman put her finger to her lips: "Shh, whoever makes the most noise will be the next one..." The scene suddenly became quiet. The blood of the young men and women who fell to the ground gathered in one place and began to bubble. The crazy woman took out a piece of yellow paper and threw it into the pool of blood. Yan Ting was surprised to find that there was a photo-like portrait printed on the yellow paper. The portrait was the ball-playing ghost they had photographed before! After the yellow paper was put in, something started to rise from the pool of blood. As it grew bigger, the two bodies also shrank. The flesh, bones, and brain matter inside the bodies all became nutrients for the rising thing. Finally! This thing took shape. Yan Ting's eyes narrowed slightly. This thing that grew out of flesh and blood turned out to be a ball-bouncing ghost! But the ball-bouncing ghost is immortal. What is the purpose of the big ghost Luo Wang doing this? Bang bang, bang bang... The ball-bouncing ghost hopped the basketball and disappeared into the air. Wan Shixiong walked over with an excited look on his face, picked up the dirty broken bowl from the ground, and drank all the blood in the bowl! "what……" Wan Shixiong suddenly let out a painful howl, his blood vessels began to turn black, his skin and muscles kept wriggling, and he rolled on the ground for a long time, holding his stomach. Not long after, Wan Shixiong stood up. Although he looked the same from the outside, he gave people a completely different feeling, as if he had suddenly become ten years younger. Wan Shixiong smiled at everyone. Suddenly he raised his pistol and shot himself in the head, but he just shook his head and the wound on his head healed completely. He finally got the immortality he wanted! This made him feel elated. My consciousness is gradually blurring... After Wan Shixiong demonstrated his immortality, the crowd in black suddenly became more fanatical. Pairs of young men and women were offered up one after another. The crazy woman kept slitting throats and bleeding them. She killed people more efficiently than killing chickens. Ghosts were also reborn in their flesh and blood. Ball-bouncing ghost, possessive ghost, bed-pressing ghost, building-jumping ghost, water ghost, screen ghost... Here comes the screen ghost.
The crazy woman frowned. Because the black-haired woman who emerged from the blood had a belly that was bigger than her, deformed and bloated, and it was obvious that she would not be of any use. So he grabbed the screen ghost, took out the contents of its stomach and threw it aside. After doing all this, the crazy woman sighed in disappointment. "There are only six..." He had sent dreams to those people, asking them to take photos of ten kinds of ghosts, but so far they have only taken photos of six... "But six is enough. You have just been reborn, so go and have a good meal... Keep the boys and girls for me." She just finished. The six ghosts that had been summoned earlier suddenly appeared in the air and pounced towards the group of men in black. A fat man shouted in fear: "Lord Yan, wait, I brought these boys and girls here, I am your faithful believer...ah!" Before he could finish his words, his head was hit by a basketball and was dented. The six ghosts showed their cruelty to their heart's content. The room was littered with broken limbs and arms. Yan Ting just watched the whole process silently. Even when his neck was cut, he did not react at all. As the saying goes, grief is greater than death. Now Yan Ting is desperate. He doesn't believe he still has hope, so no matter what the big ghost Luo Wang does, he will just let it go. The killing was soon over, and the only people left alive were eight boys and girls including Wan Xiuling, six people who drank blood including Wan Shixiong, Yan Ting and the crazy woman. All the others were killed by six ghosts. The scene was extremely cruel. The crazy woman smiled and looked at the eight young men and women including Wan Xiuling who were almost frightened silly: "Can you please do me a favor? This place is so dirty. Can you clean it up? Otherwise, it will be too ugly when you confer the title of God." Wan Xiuling nodded quickly. She would do anything as long as it didn't kill her. After giving instructions for the cleaning, the crazy woman turned to look at Yan Ting. "Let's talk." (End of this chapter)