Chapter 63 The corpse... ran away! The long corridor seemed to have no end at all.
There are no windows on the [-]-meter-long wall. Instead, it is filled with oil paintings of all kinds of weird characters.
Under the blur of light and shadow, there seems to be a sneer on the faces of the characters in the oil painting.
One by one, they looked down at Yu Jing and walked into the trap step by step.
A huge terrifying shadow immediately appeared behind him.
There were also waves of terrifying beast-like roars coming from his ears.
As long as he turned his head even slightly, the thing behind him would pounce on him in an instant and eat him clean.
hiss--
The figure in the oil painting has even leaned out of the wall, sucking and swallowing.
[: Why do I feel that this is not a corridor, but the esophagus of a huge creature?The anchor is walking into his stomach step by step...]
[: The figures in the oil paintings on the wall have turned into ghosts. Each one of them has been grinding his teeth and sucking blood in a hurry. 】
[: This corridor is too quiet... I can only hear the anchor's own footsteps and the amplified heartbeat, which is too depressing and terrifying. 】
Such a terrifying scene almost scared the shit out of the audience in the live broadcast room.
But Yu Jing's face remained calm, as if he had never noticed anything unusual.
There was a smile on his lips, and he felt much more relaxed, as if he was home.
When he first traveled to that terrifying world of immortals, he also hated the devil.
Until the sect was destroyed and he was forced to become a follower of the Demon Cult.
Question the devil, understand the devil, become the devil, transcend the devil, and become the devil.
It can only be said that the evil god who created the horror game world is still too conservative in his definition of horror.
Zheng~ The magic sword Styx suddenly buzzed, and the invisible terrifying murderous intention turned into the invisible light and shadow of the sword.
Only screams were heard, and blood began to ooze from the oil painting on the white wall.
The light in the corridor suddenly returned to normal, and it was particularly warm and bright.
Squeak!
Yu Jing finally reached the end and opened the door to the underworld.
The moment he opened the door, a gloomy wind blew in his face.
It was as if thousands of troops were rushing toward the only light.
The sound of ancient horns resounded through the sky.
Dots of ghostly ghost fires lit up in the mist, and countless Yin soldiers appeared amid the roar of war horses.
Yin soldier borrows the way?
Or is it a hallucination?
Do not! None of this matters to Yu Laomo.
clap clap.
Then he touched the power source of the lights in the morgue.
All monsters and ghosts disappear in the light.
Like the morgue in Horror Hospital, the morgue is also equipped with several iron beds on wheels.
After taking a look at the materials in his hand, he realized that the corpse he was looking for should be among the corpses on the iron bed.
It's just that all the corpses have their faces covered with white sheets, so their appearance cannot be clearly seen.
And there are no identification marks on their exposed feet.
If you want to find that guy, you have to lift the sheets off the corpses' faces one by one and look at them.
If it were a timid human player, he would probably be scared and run away long ago.
Yu Jing picked up the form with the corpse photo and took a look at it, then took out a lighter and quickly lit it.
It’s not that there’s anything special about it.
It just doesn’t look very professional if it’s not burned.
After all, when he was in the world of Xianxia, he also worked as a killer who had no feelings for a period of time.
These are some habits developed at that time.
Knowing everything in his mind, he slowly walked to the first corpse and unveiled his mystery.
Perhaps his sleep was disturbed. The moment he lifted the white cloth, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes.
Not only did he glare at Yu Jing, but he also shed two lines of bloody tears from the corners of his eyes.
[: Even if I die, I will still be bullied by a devil like you. If it were me, I would cry too. 】
【: What are you looking at?Have you never seen a dead person? 】
[: Come on, let’s see who can blink blinks first is the dog...]
have to say.
The audience this time knows how to live was obviously an extremely terrifying scene, but I was amused by their few words.
Snapped! Yu Jing's backhand slap was a big one.
If it’s not you, why are you blindly opening your eyes?
Dissatisfied, right?
Get up and challenge! It is said that gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people.
as predicted.
The corpse closed its eyes honestly, but the blood and tears in the corners of its eyes were flowing even more vigorously.
Perhaps because he sensed the deep malice in Yu Laomo, even the corpse was a bit unbearable.
Just when he was about to check on the next body, the body suddenly sat up.
Before he could react, the body covered with white cloth jumped off the iron bed and ran out with a whoosh.
The body... ran away...
How could the corpse run away?
Everyone in Yujing was numb.
Why is such a simple job so troublesome for him?
Run, right? Yu Laomo gritted his teeth and wanted to break the guy's legs.
It's just that the guy's speed was too fast, and he jumped four to fifty meters in the blink of an eye.
He was about to run out of the corridor and rush into the nearby workshop.
snort! He snorted and threw out the Hundred Ghost Banner, releasing a stream of demonic energy from it.
The demonic energy turned into a long chain, which seemed to appear directly in front of the corpse across time and space.
Pu Chi Pu Chi ~
The cold chains penetrated the corpse's bones without hesitation and tied it into a big rice dumpling.
With a little force in Yu Jing's hand, he pulled the body back.
He grabbed the corpse's throat through the white cloth and broke his neck with a click.
Can you run?
Without saying a word, he twisted the limbs of the corpse.
Feeling that he was still angry, he crushed every bone in his body inch by inch.
Crash.
Yu Jing put away the chains that bound the body and looked at the motionless guy lying on the ground, unable to help but give it another kick.
run!
Are you going to run again? Perhaps it was to show that he would never admit defeat.
Whimpering sounds came from his mouth.
"Noisy!"
Yu Laomo frowned in displeasure and threw him to the corner like a dead dog.
……
hiss--
The male viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
I just feel a dull pain in a certain part.
Perhaps because of the lessons learned from this corpse, the subsequent development went smoothly.
Yu Jing successfully found the body he needed to transport.
I saw a wisp of demonic energy jumping out from his fingertips and entering the corpse's brain.
The corpse suddenly opened its eyes and got up from the bed.
Yu Jing sat on the iron bed in his stead, as if he had found a suitable means of transportation.
The corpse pushed the iron bed through the long corridor.
When they arrived at the door of the studio, the two people exchanged positions.
Yu Jing pushed the body into the studio to complete the task.
It's just that his colleagues don't seem to be very satisfied with his work efficiency.
They gathered around one by one, with cold smiles on their faces.
"Newcomer, you are too slow!"
"As punishment, you will lose one of your arms..."
(End of this chapter)