Chapter 1388 I'll Spit a Mouthful of My Boy's Blood on Your Face

Running away is Fatty's strong point. Back then, he once held Huai Yi under his arm and pulled the doctor with his other hand. Just like that, he ran away from the ghost's eyes.

But this time, Fatty felt unprecedented pressure. The lantern was a bit heavy and cold. The coldness that penetrated into his bones seemed to have been soaked in water for countless years, which seriously affected Fatty's performance.

More importantly, there was a strange "click-click" sound coming from behind, like a pool of rotten meat being slapped on the eucalyptus board, again and again, and the speed was comparable to his own.

At the same time, there was a faint light shining from behind, with a completely different warmth.

This made the fat man confused. "What's going on? The lantern... Isn't the lantern in my hand? What's the light behind me?"

After all, he couldn't stand the doubts anymore. He turned his head and took a look. But this one look almost scared him to death. The maid chasing behind him had completely changed. Her whole body was swollen and white, her clothes were torn into many big holes, and her rotten face was so rotten that even her facial features could not be recognized. Pus was still flowing, and the fishy smell rushed straight to my brain.

"Pah."

"Pah."

...

Two legs as thick as small trees were running forward in a cross-legged manner. The knees didn't bend at all, and they just hit the ground one by one, splashing pus everywhere.

But what made the fat man most desperate was that the maid ghost was holding a paper lantern in her hand. The lantern kept shaking as she ran, but it was only held by her stiff right arm because the maid's left arm disappeared.

The rotten mouth with exposed gums opened and closed, making sounds that were not human at all, but the strange thing was that the fat man actually understood what she said. What she said was... give me back my arm.

Give me back my arm!

The scene in front of him changed instantly. When the fat man looked down and saw the "lantern" in his hand, he was so scared that a chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. That was not a lantern at all, but an arm, and a dead arm that was rotten and almost peeled off the bones!

At this time, his hand was grasping the exposed bone, and the feel was almost the same as the lantern pole.

After a scream, the fat man immediately threw the rotten arm away, and the arm fell to the ground not far ahead with a "snap", and the juice splashed instantly.

When the fat man ran to the vicinity of the broken arm, he suddenly had an idea and kicked the arm off the bridge with one foot, and it fell into the dark lake with a "plop".

"Don't chase me, jump down now to find me, you can catch up while it's hot!"

Things actually happened as the fat man expected. The maid ghost stopped chasing after her arm and stood by the bridge looking down. She kicked her legs and jumped down with a "plop", splashing a lot of water.

Although he got rid of the maid ghost's pursuit temporarily, but thinking from her perspective, he stole her arm and threw her into the water. This grudge is dead, and the other party will definitely not let him go.

The fat man didn't dare to rest and continued to run. The bridge was surprisingly long, and he didn't know how far he ran. Finally, he saw from a distance that the bridge had reached the end. When he ran closer, he suddenly stopped. Then Tong Kong couldn't help shrinking. He saw a person lying on the edge of the bridge. The person was holding the railing on the bridge with his hands, and his lower body was under the bridge. He struggled violently and screamed miserably.

And the voice of this scream was Yao, Shun and Yu!

Seeing the fat man running over, Yao Shunyu, with red eyes, immediately shouted: "Don't come over! Run, run down this bridge, and you can... survive!"

As the distance got closer, the fat man finally saw clearly that there were many hands on Yao Shunyu trying their best to pull him down. Some of those hands were soaked to the point of exposing bones, and they were obviously the same kind as the maid ghost.

"Ah...ah!"

I don't know what kind of pain he was going through, but it could make a patient person like Yao Shunyu scream so miserably. The fat man saw at a glance that this was definitely a trap. Those things deliberately didn't kill Yao Shunyu, waiting for him to get close to save people, and then drag him into the water and kill him.

But...but if he didn't save people, Yao Shunyu would be dead. The fat man watched Yao Shunyu struggle less and less. In the end, Yao Shunyu actually bit his lips and stopped screaming, but gave the fat man a miserable smile with difficulty.

The fat man understood that Yao Shunyu wanted him to leave and leave with peace of mind as much as possible.

Fatty had seen a similar smile. In the last mission, when Yao Shunyu was strangled by the hanged ghost, he also did this and persuaded himself to leave.

Just when Yao Shunyu's hand was about to leave the railing, a figure rushed over and grabbed Yao Shunyu. The two sides were wrestling. More than a dozen ghost hands were desperately pulling down, while the fat man tensed his whole body and pulled the man up. The two forces were actually deadlocked, and Yao Shunyu screamed in pain.

Then, a ghost face appeared behind Yao Shunyu's shoulder, showing an extremely weird smile to the fat man, as if the evil plan had succeeded.

It was the face of the maid ghost!

All this was her idea!

The maid ghost's head stuck out. I don't know how long her body had been soaked in water. Her whole body was deformed, and her neck gradually stretched out, like a boneless snake, twisting towards the fat man.

There was a gleam of secret joy in the two narrowed eyes, and just before the head was about to touch the fat man's face, the fat man gathered all his strength, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood from the tip of his tongue on the ghost maid's face.

The ghost face hissed as if it was splashed with sulfuric acid, and the ghost maid wailed in pain. The other ghost hands seemed to be frightened by the sudden attack and stopped. The fat man punched the ghost maid in the face with his sandbag-sized fist, knocking her back into the pool. With his other hand, he grabbed Yao Shunyu, who was half-breathed, and threw him on his back and ran away.

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The fat man ran down the bridge with the person on his back and ran directly to the path. He also vaguely remembered the way. Things seemed to be going in a good direction. "Don't be afraid, brother, we succeeded. Sure enough... it's still useful to be a virgin. The blood on my tongue tip is really unbearable for ordinary evil spirits!"

"By the way, do you remember the way? Point it out to me. Let's go back quickly so that we can inform the doctors. Otherwise, these ghosts may pretend to be us and trick the doctors into opening the door."

Slowly, the fat man felt an arm gradually tightening his neck. The hand was a little cold. The fat man was suddenly startled, but then the other hand stretched out and pointed to one of the roads at the fork in the road. The weak voice of Yao Shunyu sounded: "Go... go here, keep going, don't... don't stop..."