"Out of the two of you, one must stay. The other can leave," the emaciated man said. His voice was as hoarse and dry as that of hell, making one's scalp tingle just by hearing it.
Coupled with the rusty kitchen knife in his hand, which was covered in blood, it made him look extremely hideous. And on his right leg, half was lame, dragging a crippled leg. He looked at us with a venomous gaze.
It is said that the deceased has a natural jealousy towards the living, wishing to wipe them out completely. The fierce ghost before us was like this.
Its legs were incomplete, and its bald face was also covered in blood. It was just like the evil ghost from the deepest part of hell.
It blocked our only way, preventing us from getting out in the corridor. Behind us was a dead end with no way out at all. That is to say, if we couldn't break through the blockade of this fierce ghost, both Diana and I would die here.
"Do you mean that one of us two must stay and the other can leave safely?" I said, looking at this fierce ghost.
"Yes, only one of you two can leave here. The other must stay. Choose by yourselves," this fierce ghost sneered hoarsely, brandishing the kitchen knife in his hand. This made Diana curl up in my arms, shivering.
"Since that's the case, you go first. I'll handle this," I said tremulously. To be honest, I was also very scared. But I still pushed Diana out. I'm a man with a weak character but astonishing stubbornness.
At a critical moment, my chauvinism like this would naturally not let Diana be in the front cowardly.
"Is it really okay for me to leave?" Diana said tremulously, but her eyes looked at me with a hopeful light. I knew she wanted to get out because she also wanted to survive.
"It's okay. I'll deal with it," I said heavily. But in my heart, I knew that I was no match for this fierce ghost. It was different from the other ghosts I had encountered.
Whether it was the owner of the hearse or the master of the death stairs, as long as the pattern was found, they could be defeated. But the fierce ghost before us seemed to have no flaw.
"But..." Diana was still a little hesitant.
"This pretty girl, you can go. If you don't leave, both of you will die," this bony fierce ghost sneered. After saying that, it even made way for a position.
"Wait for me. I'll find someone to rescue you right away." After saying that, Diana looked at me and then started to leave tremulously. All along, this fierce ghost didn't even glance at her. Instead, it focused its gaze on me.
Diana soon walked far away and she had left this corridor. This also made me breathe a sigh of relief. Only then did I shift my gaze and focus on this fierce ghost.
Looking at its terrifying and chilling gaze, my brain spun rapidly. As long as it's a ghost, it will have weaknesses. It can't be invincible. As long as the weakness is found, it can be defeated.
"Boy, now it's just you and me. Come with me," this fierce ghost sneered, its face full of distortions. It came towards me slowly with the kitchen knife like this.
Looking at its approaching figure, I suddenly realized one thing. I made a huge mistake! I shouldn't have let Diana go! If she didn't leave, both of us would be fine.
"Hehe, you've realized it too, but it's too late," this fierce ghost murmured, its voice full of pride.
"Yes," I nodded, my face full of bitterness. I finally discovered my huge mistake. The reason why the fierce ghost was so far away from us just now wasn't that it didn't want to come over, but that it couldn't!
The vitality emanating from the two of us made this fierce ghost very cautious. Every living person carries vitality. And the more people there are, the greater the vitality. This kind of vitality is the most terrifying thing for ghosts. This is why ghosts are less likely to haunt where there are many
people. But in the wilderness and places where there are no people, ghosts often appear.
Because the vitality of people just restrains the death energy of ghosts. Just now, the fierce ghost was unable to approach because of the vitality of Diana and me. So it deliberately said that one of us two must leave.
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This wasn't because it showed mercy, but because it had no ability to hunt both of us. As long as the two of us stayed close together, it couldn't succeed. So it deliberately split us up.
As a result, I fell into the trap and let Diana leave the corridor. Now, in the corridor, I'm the only one left. The oppression on it has reached a range it can adapt to, so it can come to my side.
I actually pushed myself into hell. If I hadn't let Diana go, both of us could have survived. No one could have imagined that the fierce ghost's words of letting one person go were actually a huge trap. But in this life-and-death situation, even I couldn't remain calm and didn't notice this most important link.
Now, the fierce ghost is right in front of me. I'm completely doomed. If I had noticed it earlier, maybe everything would have been different.
"Hey hey, baby, come to hell with me." This fierce ghost sneered. The kitchen knife in his hand was swung directly at me. I subconsciously dodged and avoided the sweeping of the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife hit the wall hard, making a sound of steel collision. The fierce ghost held the kitchen knife without caring and walked slowly toward me. The sound of each of its steps heavily knocked in my heart. I looked at the fierce ghost in front of me with a greatly changed expression. There was a wall behind me and there was no way to retreat at all.
If I couldn't come up with a way, then I would be doomed.
But at this time, my always proud mind didn't bring me any inspiration. I had missed an opportunity just now. Now there was no chance at all.
The fierce ghost had adapted to my vitality. I alone basically posed no threat to it. I kept dodging backward. This fierce ghost was lame and waving the blood-red kitchen knife.
It was slowly approaching me. The entire corridor was almost at the end. I had nowhere to retreat. Only at this time did I discover the powerlessness of schemes. No matter how I thought, I couldn't escape the dead situation in front of me.
My body kept dodging but also became slower and slower. My body was originally very fragile and was no match for this fierce ghost at all. He seemed to be waving the kitchen knife tirelessly and his face was full of distortions. It made him look extremely terrifying.
"Hahaha, die." This fierce ghost laughed wildly. In the dark corridor, he came to my side slowly with the kitchen knife. My back was already against the wall. At this moment, I was in a desperate situation.
At this time, I simply got fierce and rushed towards the fierce ghost abruptly. This fierce ghost, who was holding the kitchen knife and was emaciated, had astonishing strength. As soon as I rushed over, I was knocked away by his arm.
My body flew backward directly onto the wall and I felt a burst of pain on my back. Unconvinced, I rushed up continuously again and punched the fierce ghost's face hard with one fist.
His face was like steel and my hand actually became numb. But at this time, I was already crazy. Consecutive punches landed on his body.
My arms were numb and my heart was trembling. Originally, I was a weakling. Physically weak. In front of the fierce ghost, I seemed to have no power to resist like a baby.
"You are really not obedient enough." The fierce ghost sneered. Those eyes greedily looked at me. The look was full of longing. Then a heavy punch landed on my face.
My body was punched into the wall by him. then I slumped to the ground and looked at the fierce ghost approaching me slowly. The kitchen knife in his hand was already very close. So close that I could even smell the disgusting smell of blood from the kitchen knife in his hand.
The corners of my mouth curved into a bitter smile. Unexpectedly, after struggling for so long, I was still going to die here. I'm really too weak. I thought that relying solely on intelligence could sweep away everything.
Now I completely felt my powerlessness. Looking at the fierce ghost less than a few centimeters away, I said with a bitter smile, "Do it. You win."
The fierce ghost didn't waste words but swung his arm forcefully. The kitchen knife was directly chopped into my arm. On my arm, there was a huge scar in the bloody mess.
"Ah!" I screamed in pain and wanted to stand up, but immediately my other arm was chopped by this fierce ghost, and got a huge wound.
Then, only the crazy laughter of the fierce ghost could be heard. The blood-red kitchen knife kept swinging at me continuously. Each knife was deep enough to show the bone but not fatal. After more than ten knives, I only felt extreme pain all over my body and there were scars everywhere. And a large amount of blood began to flow out. I screamed loudly and felt the pain in my body like being burned by fierce fire...In an instant, my consciousness entered a semi-comatose state.
However, at this moment, in the scene, the fierce ghost was swinging wildly and there were scars all over my body. It was like going crazy. The blood-colored kitchen knife in his hand kept lifting and falling and there was blood all over me.
In the beginning, I was chopped and howled like a ghost, and my body kept struggling. But after being chopped more than ten times, I gradually didn't even have the strength to scream. Thus, in the dark corridor, the terrifying experience that I would never forget in my life...continued...
When in pain, time always passes extremely slowly...
I was already in purgatory. Death seemed to be whispering my name beside my ear.
I had completely passed out...I felt the blood on my body was dripping and flowing out from inside the body drop by drop. My life was ending little by little...
My consciousness began to be confused...
However, I didn't notice that at this moment. In my pocket, the Taigong Compass that never left me. Suddenly turned blood-red. Immediately after, a line of blood-colored ancient characters began to float up.
The meaning of this line of characters was: Long time no see. Are you okay?