Weird Talker

Chapter 61 The Surface World
Liang Yue was quite sure that the proprietress was a ghost, because the scarlet tip of the ghost needle locked onto it firmly.

But why was the needle tip spinning around before?
Until just now, did you suddenly point at the proprietress?
No matter what, it's best not to disobey what the ghost says, it tells them to stand by the chopping board, so don't move rashly.

But, is it really necessary to wait for this ghost to make a human pork rib soup for them to eat?
Or my own meat...

Liang Yue looked at the half piece of meat on the chopping board, it was clearly her...

Is it a hallucination?

No... the proprietress quickly peeled the skin, cut it into pieces, and threw the bones and flesh into the boiling water, soaking through the bloody water.

This taste is real meat...

It is the aroma of meat.

"vomit……"

Liang Yue didn't know whether it was her own flesh or an illusion formed by other things, she only knew that if she couldn't think of a way, she and Wang Wanwan would die.

Simply turning around and running away is definitely not going to work. Neither of their props can temporarily stop the ghost or change the current situation.

Whether it is sunglasses or ghost needles, they are all props for obtaining information, and they are completely useless at this moment.

The ghost didn't care about the two of them at all, and was busy on its own. It was very focused, and seemed to have completely forgotten the existence of Liang Yue and Wang Wanwan.

With no ghosts chasing you, and no souls claiming your life, this is a good time to think.

In fact, Wang Wanwan has been doing this.

However, he couldn't figure out why half of Liang Yue's body was dragged out of the proprietress' freezer?
Isn't Liang Yue here?

Wait... Liang Yue is human, right?

Wang Wanwan glanced through the sunglasses, and Liang Yue's anger became even more chaotic, but she was indeed human.

Liang Yue is still alive, that is to say, this body is not Liang Yue, but an illusion.

Or simply like the mystery of the chicken and the palm, their perception has been changed, which is why they saw such a picture.

So, the real ability of this ghost is to change people's perception?
It is indeed possible...

All the aborigines on this island are not alive, and they don't have a trace of popularity, but in the eyes of my group, they can walk, move, talk and laugh, and live here normally, just like normal people.

If the perception is the passive hands and feet, then how to move the hands and feet?How can I restore it back?

What scares Wang Wanwan most is the original appearance of the island.

If everything they see now is the distorted perception, what is the original appearance of this Butterfly Island?
He didn't dare to think about it any further...

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"Do you know the mandarin duck method?"

Qin Manjiang walked towards the outskirts of the town and asked suddenly.

You Yu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"It's true and it's false, it's dead when you break it."

Qin Manjiang said succinctly.

"What do you mean?" You Yu frowned, not understanding his intention.

"Let me tell you a story." Qin Manjiang said while recalling: "In ancient times, before beheading, an executioner would tell the condemned prisoner that the knife will not cut your neck later."

"That knife will cut off the rope that binds you. When you hear me yelling to run, don't look back and run straight home."

"This is just a consolation for the death row prisoner before death, and it can't be taken seriously."

Qin Manjiang stood where he was, looked at the fog that was close at hand, and said:
"The executioner chopped off countless heads, and none of the prisoners fully listened to what he said. They either didn't take it seriously, or turned around, or ran a step late, or stopped halfway through when they were tired."

"Until one day, a cowardly prisoner heard those words."

"He's convinced."

【Later, that knife will not cut your neck, but will cut off the rope that binds you. When you hear me yelling to run, don't look back and run straight home! 】

【The executioner swung the ghost knife and chopped off the death row prisoner's head. 】

【run! 】

[The death row prisoner heard the word run, so he didn't care about anything, and ran away. A headless corpse kept running towards the house, and kept running...]

[When he ran to the door, his head actually grew back. 】

[In this way, 20 years have passed. 】

[Until one day, a man who was no longer an executioner saw the death row prisoner who was beheaded by himself in the market. 】

【He turned pale with fright, pointed at the death row prisoner and shouted: "I beheaded you 20 years ago!"】

[The death row prisoner's face turned pale first, a line of blood appeared on his neck out of thin air, a head fell to the ground with a thud, his body quickly decomposed, and turned back into a dead body again. 】

Qin Manjiang looked at You Yu: "This is the mandarin duck law. When a fake is true, it is also a fake. Those who believe in it wholeheartedly are in the law. Once an outsider breaks it, the mandarin duck law will immediately dissipate."

You Yu understood what he was talking about, but she was still a little puzzled: "But what does this have to do with Butterfly Island?"

"Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, a butterfly's dream of Zhuang Zhou, the false and the real are intertwined, it's hard to distinguish the true from the false, isn't it also a kind of mandarin duck method?"

Qin Manjiang stepped into the thick fog, and the voice came from afar:

"I'm going to find the sticking point, break it, you go back, don't follow..."

"Hello!" You Yu took a step back, and when she quickly followed in the fog, Qin Manjiang was no longer in sight.

A wave of malice that could be detected by the body hovered in the mist, and she immediately stepped back and exited the mist.

Holding the psychic picture book in his hand, he turned to the one he had drawn.

Looking at Qin Manjiang on the screen, You Yu's expression changed...

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A burst of noise pulled Wang Wanwan back from his thoughts.

He followed the sound and found that the ghost had turned off the fire and was pouring soup into a big basin.

Not long after, the proprietress, whose face had been stripped of flesh and blood, came over with a big bowl of steaming pork rib soup.

It walked all the way in front of Wang Wanwan and Liang Yue, and put a large bowl of pork rib soup on the chopping board.

He said, "Eat up."

Its voice was full of malice, and the shaking incandescent lights on the roof also slowly stopped. Liang Yue and Wang Wanwan looked at the big pot of pork rib soup with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

The proprietress turned around, opened the freezer, and wanted to put the rest of the meat back.

At this time, Liang Yue suddenly discovered... this ghost... no, there is a strange mark on the waist of the proprietress?

That is……

What imprint?
Why is it so familiar...

Wait, what mark is that?
It's too dim, and some can't see clearly. It would be nice to have a closer look.

Liang Yue was very impressed with the tattoo-like mark on the proprietress' waist, but she couldn't remember it for a while, so she subconsciously took a step forward.

"Oh!" Liang Yue tightly covered her mouth, not screaming.

Because a distorted and terrifying bloody face suddenly appeared in front of Liang Yue's eyes, only a few centimeters away from her face!
The stench and blood sprayed into her nose, and Liang Yue was so frightened that she almost fainted.

"..."

Li Gui didn't say anything, but just staring at Liang Yue like this, she was about to die.

Wang Wanwan witnessed this scene from the sidelines, and the despair in his eyes became more and more intense. This ghost can actually move instantly? !

This is simply one of the most terrifying abilities of Li Gui. Facing a Li Gui with this ability, running away... has no effect at all.

Obediently retreating from this unintentional step, Liang Yue's mind went blank.

Wang Wanwan stared at the big bowl of pork rib soup on the table, could it be...

Are you really going to eat human flesh?
However, he didn't think he would be able to leave alive after eating these pork rib soup.

The requirements and desires of ghosts are endless and cannot be satisfied at all...

Wang Wanwan glanced at the proprietress, and his eyelids twitched when he saw the face of the proprietress who was getting more and more terrifying and uglier.

The appearance of the proprietress... seems to have changed a bit? !

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