Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 81 God’s Grace (15)

"You are too miserable."

The loud sound of the gears turning came again, and Si Cheng clearly felt that the sharp thorns were only a finger away from him, and sweat broke out on the tip of his nose, but the familiar girl's voice attracted his attention.

The reclining candle suddenly lit up, and a faint fluorescent green light illuminated a small space. The girl in a red dress was lying on the ground, holding a pot of tulips in her arms, looking straight at him.

"you……"

Si Cheng was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to move his body: "Why are you here?"

The girl in the red dress said: "It was the ugly sister who begged me to help you."

Si Cheng's heart beat faster for a moment, he lowered his eyelashes and whispered softly: "Then...that sister, how are you doing now?"

The girl in the red dress shook her head: "I don't know. I helped you dig the tulips and left."

"tulip?"

Si Cheng's eyes fell on the flower pot in the girl's arms. The girl in the red dress pushed the flower pot forward and said proudly: "Yes, originally I couldn't leave the sea of ​​flowers. Later, the ugly sister said that maybe I could The real body is connected to the sea of ​​flowers, so she can't leave. Then she dug a small tulip and put it in a jar. I hugged it and I was able to leave for a short time."

"She always finds a way."

Si Cheng murmured softly, his eyes flickering with endless softness, and he looked at the girl: "How do you want to help me."

The girl in the red dress thought for a while and said seriously: "I can talk to you and help you feel less lonely when you die."

Sicheng: "???"

Sicheng said: "Can't you help me get out of here?"

The girl in the red dress shook her head honestly: "No, I'm just a baby, not that capable."

Sicheng: "..."

Si Chengsheng lay flat on the ground helplessly.

The girl in the red dress looked at his life-and-death attitude, blinked and stretched out her hand to pull off his sleeve: "Don't give up, if someone else makes a mistake and enters the [Confinement Room], you can be released. They call this …God’s final forgiveness.”

"Anyway, I've already told Sister Ugly, just wait a little longer."

But in such a short time, where can senior sister go to find the person who made the mistake...

Sicheng no longer had any hope, but he was still touched by the little monster girl's relief: "Thank you."

The girl in the red dress waved her hand: "You're welcome, but you must tell Sister Ugly after you die. It's because you didn't get through it, it's not that I didn't complete the task."

Sicheng: "..."

He moved his face back with a look of despair.

The friction sound of chains in his ears became more intense. He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come. The sound of chains sliding quickly, but the pain of crushing sharp thorns was not felt. He opened his eyes suddenly and tried to lift his head. Hands touch the sky.

"It's not touched, it's rising." The girl in the red dress sat up cross-legged holding the flower pot, twitching her ears and whispered, "Someone is coming... I think we should leave first... What should he do... Someone is coming... Come...leave, leave..."

As soon as Si Cheng recovered from the shock of escaping from death, the girl in front of him disappeared, and the green candle on the ground was extinguished immediately. There were footsteps behind him, and a believer walked up to him holding a candle holder and held him Take it out.

He saw Xia Lingge and Zhang Peng, who was tied up with five flowers.

"You have been forgiven by God, please go back." The believer put his right hand on his left shoulder and said to Sicheng.

Si Cheng ran to Xia Lingge and opened his mouth to say something, but Xia Lingge gently shook his head, "You go back to the sea of ​​flowers first." Si Cheng turned to look at Zhang Peng, who was glaring at him fiercely, and nodded obediently. .

……

This time the [Confinement Room] was much brighter than when Si Cheng came. Standing outside the iron railings, Xia Lingge could even clearly see the cracks in the cage.

"Let go of my father!"

Zhang Peng was pressed onto an iron bed-like support, his hands and feet were tied up with iron chains, and his neck was tightly strangled with a belt so that he could not move. Xia Lingge looked at it and thought of the New Year. Pigs that need to be slaughtered for the festival.

"What are you doing!"

Zhang Peng struggled desperately, but to no avail.After the two believers tied him up, they walked out of the cell. One of them held the handle next to the cell and pressed it to a horizontal position. There was a loud bang, and a huge ax appeared directly above Zhang Peng. The ax was very powerful. It was very big, falling slowly and swinging back and forth like a pendulum.

"Let go of me! Let me go!!"

His voice screamed until it broke, but no one paid attention to him.

Xia Lingge watched and asked the believer next to him: "What kind of punishment is this?"

The believer looked at her dissatisfied: "This is not a punishment, it is a kind of baptism. It is the baptism of God for those who have been pickled and filthy."

"When the ax falls, it will cut open his skin bit by bit, cut off his flesh, and hand over his black heart and intestines to the judgment of the gods."

Xia Lingge felt that it sounded familiar. After thinking about it, it sounded a bit like the waist cut in the ancient Zhou Dynasty. She nodded clearly and turned her eyes to the handle next to her: "Why don't you press it to the end?"

And when will this shaky thing come down?
The believer replied: "No need, this speed is good."

Xia Lingge understood. She walked to the handle and pressed it down quickly. The chain shook. The ax in the cell instantly shortened the distance between Zhang Peng and Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng's frightened screams were heartbreaking. The believer grabbed Xia Lingge. Ling Ge said coldly: "What are you doing!"

Xia Lingge straightened out the white robe that was messed up by him: "Let the gods punish him as soon as possible."

"You don't understand at all." There was anger in the believer's eyes. "The punishment of the gods is also a gift. Therefore, death must have a sense of ritual and beauty. How can it be done casually?"

Xia Lingge: "..."

I don't understand, but I was shocked.

The believer shook his head: "Let's understand it slowly."

He slowed down his descent again and left with Xia Lingge half demanding and half threatening.

The [Confinement Room] returned to calm. Zhang Peng lay flat on the iron plate and watched the giant ax shaking and falling. Time seemed to slow down, and every second was torture.

Zhang Peng kept twisting his body to break free of the iron chains that restrained him. The giant ax had descended in front of him and began to rub his clothes bit by bit. The white robe was cut open, followed by his close-fitting shirt, and then it was him A swollen belly.

The giant ax rubbed his belly bit by bit, and the dense pain stimulated his head like an electric current. Zhang Peng kept compressing his belly, and the fear of body splitting made his nerves begin to collapse.

"Ah."

The soft laughter came in vain, and the giant ax in front of him stopped shaking. Zhang Peng breathed heavily and relaxed unconsciously, but his belly returned to its original roundness and was immediately cut open by the ax blade.

"what!!!"

"Stupid."

Zhang Peng turned his head viciously: "Who! If you have the ability, let me come out to your grandpa!"

(End of this chapter)