Qingye Supernatural Office

This sudden change startled me, but it also answered my previous doubts.

The guide was not frightened, and directly grabbed the ghost's hands, and rushed forward, opening his mouth, as if he wanted to bite the ghost's neck.

I am a little dazed.

In the field of vision, the ghost's pale skin was magnified in front of my eyes, and when the passer-by bit it down, I also felt that strange touch.

This is not human skin and muscle, let alone edible meat. The taste I tasted was Yin Qi, without flesh and blood.

When the guide raised his head, there was a gap in the ghost's neck, and there were teeth marks on the edge of the gap.But in the wound, I only saw broken muscles. The color of the muscles was the same as his skin, an abnormal gray color, without blood.

The ghost wailed and began to struggle.

The belt tied around his neck made a "squeak" sound, pulling the dead tree.

I thought these dead trees were dead objects, but unexpectedly, the branches of this tree suddenly swayed and stabbed at the guide.

The guide retreated vigilantly, but did not retreat far.

With a click, the branch supported by the belt broke and the ghost fell to the ground.With his tongue still sticking out, he rushed towards the guide while dangling like this.

The passerby was even more disdainful, waiting for the other party to rush in front of him, and grabbed him.

I didn't want to watch the next scene, let alone experience it, but I had to go through the process of the guide completely eating the ghost.Although there is no texture of flesh and blood, and what leads passers-by to swallow is only Yin Qi, I still feel nauseated.

The dead tree also stopped moving, and the thorned branches retracted.

The guide looked at the dead tree, stopped before leaving, and walked towards the dead tree.

There is a tree hole in the trunk of a dead tree.

I was a beat slower than the guide to discover the flash in the tree hole.

The tree hole and the lines on the trunk formed a strange face, which looked eerie.The guide was not afraid, and went directly to the tree hole to look inside.

Inside the tree hole was a broken mirror.

I felt something was wrong, but the guide didn't suspect it. After moving his head away, he reached out to take out the mirror inside.

When his hand touched the mirror, it was caught by a thin hand.

The guide suddenly became nervous and wanted to pull his hand out, but he didn't expect that little hand to be so powerful.

The trunk is hollow and itself dry and fragile.A small figure jumped out of the tree trunk.

I don't know how he got into the tree trunk, let alone how he has such great strength.

He held a shard of the mirror in his hand, and he stabbed the shard directly into the eyes of the guide.

The guide screamed, and I also felt severe pain.

However, that hand was still exerting force, as if trying to insert the mirror into the brain of the guide.

There was warm blood flowing down.

The guide is obviously different from the hanged ghost before, he has flesh and blood.

The villain rides on the guide's chest, like a mountain, pressing on the guide.

The guide's other eye was also impaled by a shard of the mirror.

In an instant, the scenery seen by the passers-by became distorted and broken.My vision became like a reflection in a shattered mirror.

Among those fragments, there is the appearance of a villain.

It was also at this time that I saw clearly that he was not a child, but a deformed little old man. He looked old, had thinning hair, no eyebrows or beard, and his eyes were red and bloodshot, and the color of his pupils was Weird yellow, and the position of the pupil is also skewed, it seems to be some kind of lesion.His attire was different from that of the passers-by, he was wearing sackcloth clothes, and his clothes were not covering his body.

I also saw his blackened nails, with calluses on his palms and finger pads.

This thing is not like a person, but like an ugly species similar to people.

His shriveled mouth is open, revealing missing teeth, in what appears to be a smile.

Those thin but powerful hands pressed down.

"Ahhhhh—" the guide shouted loudly.

The two mirror fragments have been completely inserted into the brain of the guide.

However, the guide is not a person, but a ghost.He waved his hands vigorously, and unexpectedly opened the powerful ghost.

The passer-by held the position of his eyes, and the blood fell on his palm.He turned his head to look, and in his shattered vision, the ghost actually wanted to run away.And what the ghost was looking at was not the guide, he was looking at the other side in panic.

The guides didn't even look back to see what was beside them, they gritted their teeth, got up and ran.

I endured the pain, and heard shouts from behind, followed by a few swishes, and it seemed that there was a gunshot.

"Haw!"

There was a mournful cry in the strange cry, and there was no sound.

The guide's lower back hurt, his body staggered, and he almost fell, but he supported his body.

The shouts behind him did not approach, but the guide did not dare to relax.

Until he saw the flat and endless Huangquan Road that day, the guide stopped suddenly, and his body fell directly on the ground due to inertia.

His eyes had stopped bleeding, but the pain was still there.

There seems to be a dawn in the dark sky, and it is like a light, shining into the eyes of the guide.

The shards of the mirror reflected the light.

I just felt so dazzling that I couldn't help squinting my eyes.

With such a movement, I found that the dream suddenly returned to the time period of Crying Grave Ridge.

I let go of my hand, and the body of the passer-by fell to the ground, but there was no sound, but it fell apart strangely and disappeared completely.

I subconsciously thought that the guide had escaped, and when I was panicking, I heard a crisp sound.

The fragments of the two mirrors fell to the ground, washed away by the rain, and sank directly into the mud.

I was even more panicked. I squatted down and was about to dig out the two fragments, but I heard the sound of "da da" wood chips.

I've heard this voice before, in that room in the Archives, and earlier...

It's the sound of wind chimes!

As soon as the thought came up, I felt my body sink.

I found myself sprawled in the archives room.

"Lynch! Lynch, are you okay?"

Lu Qiaolan squatted in front of me, and behind her, several teddy bears surrounded there, and there seemed to be curious lights in the glass eyeballs.

I raised my head and saw Lu Qiaolan and Zhuang Huai, but there was no father and son, nor Wang Qian.

"What happened?" I asked hastily, scanning the room again.

There was no blood on the entire large mirror, and it was exquisitely broken and dull. It didn't look like there was any magical and supernatural item at all.

"After you left, the old man came to chat with us, talking about Crying Tomb Ridge, and what happened in the past two days. I wanted to test it out, but some... Teddy bears rushed in from outside the door..." Zhuang Huai said in a tone Weird, he glanced at the teddy bears beside Lu Qiaolan.

The teddy bears seemed to be shy, holding Lu Qiaolan's legs and pulling at her clothes.

"After they rushed in, they seemed to be biting something, and blood was all over the ground. The second son disappeared all of a sudden. The other two were terrified. When we come up to find you, you lie on the ground." Zhuang Huai explained the situation quickly.

My heart tightened and I looked at the broken mirror.

If the guide died just like that, what about Chen Xiaoqiu and the others? ·