Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 218 The two people were separated in an instant

Memories bloom into a brilliant white flower.

He Yin'er stood on the ghost lake, holding a white spiritual tablet and began to summon spirits.

Yu Zhile, on the other hand, walked towards the faceless woman wearing a blue shroud in the haze without any inhibitions.

He stepped on the flowers composed of pale ghost hands, and the rot on his body was rapidly recovering, and the coldness was evaporating wantonly.

However, it seemed that his recovery had a terrifying effect. His newly recovered skin began to rot again, the coldness on his body increased again, and the strong corpse odor spread from his body towards the surroundings.

At this moment, the street was filled with the stench of corpses.

The rotten flesh dripped down inch by inch, and drops of black corpse water flowed out from the exposed skin and bones.

Yu Zhile is not a human being, but his face is still intact.

But soon Yu Zhile knew why his face was intact.

His face flew up strangely, and Yu Zhile suddenly felt that his consciousness was in a trance. Without any hesitation, he reached out and quickly held down the flying face.

At this moment, he felt that his consciousness was bound to this face. He was sure that as long as this face was separated from his body, he would fall down and wait for death.

"Terrorist attacks, strange killing patterns..."

Black sutures emerged from the back of his neck. The black sutures penetrated the flying face, forcibly binding the face to the body.

The ghost's ability to deceive people was activated, and the ghost deceiver, who had the terrifying level of ghost lake, directly deceived this terrifying attack.

Bang~!

A figure fell to the ground strangely in the darkness behind him, and a pale face next to him fell to the ground and was quickly submerged in the darkness.

The attack was diverted, his flying face healed again, and the rot on Yu Zhile's body was also recovering quickly.

The faceless woman in the haze always stood still and was shrouded in the haze, but she just didn't move and attacked Yu Zhile four or five times. Each time could be regarded as a fatal attack, among which the attack that stripped him of his face. It is directly a mortal curse.

Yu Zhile didn't know what this ghost's killing pattern was, and it didn't matter.

Yu Zhile just walked slowly towards the woman, and behind him slowly appeared a female corpse in a black dress surrounding his neck.

The female corpse in black dress strangled Yu Zhile's neck.

Kakakka~!

The bones were crushed directly, but Yu Zhile didn't care.

The coldness intensified, and Yu Zhile suddenly stopped. The female corpse in black dress behind her stretched out her hands strangely to grab the faceless woman in the haze.

The slender, pale arm stretched out to a strange length, like a long-necked ghost's arm that penetrated the haze and directly strangled the faceless woman's neck.

The terrifying supernatural beings began to suppress the opponent.

Yu Zhile suddenly felt the pressure, and he bent slightly uncontrollably, as if there was a sudden weight of a person behind him.

"What a scary ghost!"

Yu Zhile's eyes were deep, and the ghost lake quickly spread towards the haze, penetrating the haze and flowing directly to the feet of the faceless woman in shroud.

A pair of pale ghost hands quickly grabbed the faceless woman's feet and then climbed onto the woman's chest.

Guihu began to suppress the fierce ghost, but was attacked and suppressed by the female corpse in black dress and Guihu. The faceless female ghost wearing a cyan shroud was suppressed as expected.

"It's done..."

Yu Zhile raised his head slightly and looked at the faceless female ghost who was strangled by the female corpse in black dress and whose body was grabbed by the ghost slave in the ghost lake.

"One was eliminated."

The female ghost wearing a green shroud began to be dragged into the ghost lake by those ghost hands.

As long as he enters the ghost lake, he can understand and learn the other party's killing patterns.

"Zhile!"

Suddenly, He Yin'er shouted, and Yu Zhile was slightly startled. The next moment, he turned his head and looked at his arm that fell on the water.

"Why did you lose your hand?"

Immediately afterwards, the other arm also fell off strangely, and then Yu Zhile felt that he had lost his balance, and his body fell uncontrollably to the other side.

Bang~!

The body fell on the water, and a head rolled far away on the water.

He Yin'er looked at Yu Zhile, whose limbs and torso were dismembered in the blink of an eye, leaving only one head alive, and felt a little angry.

The evil ghost who cursed them took action!

"Is this a curse?"

Yu Zhile blinked. At this moment, only his head was left on the water. His eyes turned slightly, looking at his limbs and body, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw a body and head suddenly appear on the water.

"The female body in the black dress was also dismembered! The faceless female ghost..."

The next moment, a terrifying supernatural effect appeared on his face. Yu Zhile's expression changed slightly. His face flew up again, and the sutures were torn off one by one. The sewing ghost could not stop the faceless woman's... attack.

"court death!"

He Yin'er looked at the faceless female ghost coldly. The red hijab lifted up automatically without wind, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked directly at the faceless female ghost.

The terrifying curse was activated, and the faceless woman wearing a green shroud fell directly into the water.

He Yin'er suppressed this terrifying ghost.

The attack was blocked, and the flying face began to be stitched back together.

Yu Zhile frowned and looked at He Yin'er. He always felt that something was wrong. It seemed that the matter was not over yet.

Sure enough, at the moment when the faceless woman was completely suppressed, the haze suddenly rioted and enveloped Yu Zhile's entire body.

He Yin'er's expression changed slightly, and she wanted to help, but the next moment, her arms fell to the ground, followed by her feet, and then her head.

Darkness swept over, and strange palms stretched out from the darkness, grabbing He Yin'er's body one after another. Some grabbed He Yin'er's arms, some grabbed his feet, and some snatched the body wrapped in the wedding dress. The body, and some are trying to snatch the head that is once again covered by the red hijab.

"I was actually split up!" This was the first thought in He Yin'er's mind after losing her vision.

Darkness and haze swallowed up the two of them respectively, and then the darkness and haze quickly dissipated, the streets reappeared, and the ghost lake disappeared.

In an unknown place, a man holding a paintbrush looked at the oil painting in front of him. The oil painting was empty except for a cluttered street.

The person holding the oil painting stood in front of this ordinary oil painting for a while, then turned and walked towards a blank piece of paper.

Immediately afterwards, this strange man began to draw on the blank paper, and soon, a lifelike oil painting appeared.

The content of the oil painting is a room with four or five people in it.

These people are painted extremely lifelike, their appearance and expressions are extremely realistic, you can even see the fear and panic in the eyes of the people in the paintings.

The man holding the paintbrush stopped and was not writing. He seemed to be observing the people in the painting.

But soon, the man moved again. He picked up the brush and added a stroke to the fresh oil painting.

The coldness burst out, and the entire oil painting became gloomy and lifeless.

And just after adding this.

In a room, there were four or five people, and their bodies fell apart strangely. Their arms, heads, and bodies fell to the ground, just like the building blocks that fell to the ground, they were scattered.

But the strange thing is that no blood flowed out of their scattered bodies, and their bodies quickly began to dry up, and finally turned into pools of ashes. The ashes are piled on the ground, waiting to be discovered by others. Perhaps these ashes can have some other uses.

As these people died, the strange oil painting quickly began to change, and finally turned into an ordinary room with several piles of ashes inside.

The man holding the brush stood in front of the painting for a while, then turned and walked towards a blank drawing paper.

……

……

This is a strange city. In this city full of ghosts, there are very few living people.

Of course, compared to the ghosts, the number of living people is still quite large, because every day there are living people who accidentally enter this strange world.

Oil paintings, strange cities, villages, ancient towns, manors...

There may be ghosts inside, or there may be living people inside.

The paper ashes in the sky never stop, just like burning paper to pay homage to ancestors during festivals. The burned paper money leaves ashes and then is blown into the sky by the wind and then falls.

This place really feels like the world after death...

In the strange city, a young man with black eyes and black eyes was walking in this strange city.

It shuttles through the streets and walks among the houses. It seems to be looking for something.

"Is that thing gone?"

On the second floor of a villa, a slightly pale woman looked carefully at the figures walking by on the street outside the window, feeling relieved.

But the moment she heard her companion's words, her expression suddenly changed.

"not good!"

She secretly thought that something was going to happen, so she quickly looked at the street outside the window without bothering to teach her companions a lesson.

The streets were empty, with nothing there, as if there was no existence that heard the sound that had just been made.

But the woman did not relax, but watched the streets with extreme vigilance for clues.

After observing for a while and confirming that there was no danger, she felt relieved and said, "Xiaoyue, you almost killed us. It's a good thing that the ghost didn't notice, otherwise..."

Chi chi chi~!

Before the woman finished speaking, the sound of chewing and swallowing food rang in her ears. This sound was extremely unfamiliar.

The woman's body suddenly stiffened. She slowly looked back, and her body gradually began to tremble. She couldn't believe that things were what she thought. If it was really like that, it would be really terrifying...

The woman finally turned around. When she saw the scene behind her clearly, she felt like a deflated inflatable doll, helplessly paralyzed on the ground.

She looked at this bloody and terrifying scene, leaning against the wall helplessly and desperately, "It's over, I'm dead..."

The head was swallowed whole, the blood was sucked clean, and they died peacefully. The head was bitten off without even making a sound.

The woman just watched this fierce ghost with blue and black skin eating all his companions one by one.

Then she saw this ghost walking towards her, and she closed her eyes in despair, but at the next moment, she wished that her head could be bitten off like her companions.

Painful wailing sounded in the villa, and it lasted for an unknown amount of time before the sound finally disappeared.

The room was empty, except for the dents dug by fingernails on the wall and a piece of writing recording what happened here.

The text describes it like this:

"My companion was eaten, his head was bitten off, his internal organs, skin, and bones were eaten..."

"This is a ghost! A real ghost! A man-eating ghost!"

"I'm going to die, but I'm not dead. My feet have obviously been eaten!"

"Here it comes again!"

"This time it ate into my stomach. I still have half of my body left, and my intestines have been eaten clean."

"I'm not dead yet!"

"Why don't I die! It's here again!"

"This time my breasts were eaten!"

"I'm still not dead..."

"But I think it's going to be fast, because I don't have much left to eat, and I will be completely eaten in at most two times..."

"All I have left is my shoulders and head. There is only a layer of skin connecting the shoulders and head. It's amazing. I'm still alive. I can still feel the existence of my arm and even control it. Is this the horror of ghosts?"

"I'm going to die, it's coming again!"

……

The text records blood and a strange event.

In a building shrouded in haze.

"Are the hungry ghosts going to start eating ghosts?"

He Yin'er looked at the blurry scene outside the window and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Zhile, you have to hurry up. I can't leave here for the time being. If you can control the starving ghost, I don't need to find my body."

He Yin'er looked at his current body, which was the body of a child. This was also a ghost, but a headless ghost.

Out of the ghost's instinct, she was treated as a puzzle by this ghost and placed on her head.

A head covered with a red hijab and the body of a seven or eight-year-old child looks as weird as possible.

He Yin'er turned and walked towards the depths of the corridor. She was looking for her body. She and Yu Zhile were both separated, but she was the most serious because her body itself was a ghost and was now being separated. After splitting it up, her level of terror dropped a lot.

She has even lost Guixi.

In a manor, a headless body was hung on a sharp guardrail. The body was pierced through the guardrail, and the rusty guardrail was still sharp.

The entire manor was shrouded in a haze. The haze was thick and extremely far-reaching. The entire manor, including the strange wheat field, was shrouded in haze.

In a dusty room in the manor, a head hanging from the roof opened its eyes strangely.

"The danger level of ghost paintings is too high."

The head looked at the room below. There was a fireplace in the room. The fireplace was burning at the moment, and the corpses used as fuel inside exuded a strong smell of burning.

"Are the hungry ghosts going to start eating ghosts?"

The head's eyes flickered slightly, "It seems we can't go on like this. That ghost probably doesn't pay attention to us anymore."

Tick ​​tock~!

A drop of gloomy lake water suddenly dropped, and then more and more, and gradually it began to rain lightly in the room.

After a while, the whole room was flooded, plop~!

The hung head suddenly fell down and fell into the water.

(End of this chapter)