Chapter 1418 Imitation

The fat man couldn't see, but he could hear a tooth-grinding sound, like someone scraping with a spoon, followed by a brief struggle and kicking.

It was conceivable that Gao Yanqing, who was entangled with him, was suffering inhuman torture, but the fat man couldn't figure out how he gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

The sound came and went quickly. As the creepy cold air nearby disappeared, the fat man was sure that the old man who blocked the road had left. He groped forward for a while before he dared to open his eyes.

Sure enough, the old man who dug out his eyes had disappeared, but Gao Yanqing showed up at this moment. Even though he had prepared himself mentally, the fat man's heart was still clenched when he saw Gao Yanqing clearly.

Gao Yanqing's upper and lower body were obviously out of sync. A huge wound cut him in half, and now they were temporarily pieced together. His purple intestines were dragged on the ground, and his internal organs could be vaguely seen at the wound. What the fat man was most concerned about was Gao Yanqing's face. His eyeballs had been dug out, leaving two bloody holes. The corners of his mouth were also cut open by a sharp weapon, exposing his ugly mouth, and his tongue had disappeared.

No wonder he didn't hear screams just now. The fat man finally understood the reason.

Although Gao Yanqing had lost his eyes, the fat man could feel that he was more hostile to him, and slowly the fat man also noticed that Gao Yanqing had changed. He was not limited to following behind him, but was completely imitating his movements. He followed him when he walked forward, and he stopped when he stopped.

The fat man held a lantern in one hand and incense in the other. Gao Yanqing also stretched out his arm and made the same movement, even though he had nothing in his hand.

A slightly naughty idea emerged in his mind. The fat man jumped on the spot. Almost at the same time, Gao Yanqing also jumped on the spot. This scared the fat man enough. Gao Yanqing's waist was cracked, and a large part of his internal organs and intestines flowed out.

The fat man suddenly had a bad premonition. He suspected that Gao Yanqing had a deeper intention. He was constantly imitating himself. Maybe... maybe he wanted to be himself in the end.

As soon as this idea appeared, it firmly occupied the fat man's mind. He knew that he couldn't wait any longer and had to deal with Gao Yanqing as soon as possible. He raised his head and looked forward. The bridge in the fog seemed to have no end.

But he didn't have much time. Now most of the second incense was burned. According to the original arrangement, he had to send Gao Yanqing to the other side of the bridge and then return the same way. But now he has been delayed on the road for too long. If this goes on, even if he can complete the task, there will not be enough time to return.

Anyway, the ultimate goal is to get rid of Gao Yanqing, so sending him across the bridge and finding a way to get rid of him can both achieve the goal, and after what happened just now, Fatty is more determined to kill him.

The idea has been formed, and now it is how to implement it. The first thing Fatty thought of was to find another ghost blocking the road, and then use the rules set by the ghost to get rid of Gao Yanqing.

But later he hesitated again, the risk is relatively large, after all, he is a human, and Gao Yanqing is a ghost, no matter how you look at it, he is the one who is most vulnerable to attack.

Anxiously looking around, he suddenly noticed the guardrail on the side of the bridge, not because there is something strange about the guardrail here, but he thought of the withered ghost.

The figure of the withered ghost hanging upside down on the guardrail instantly attracted Fatty's attention. He was thinking about a possibility. Since Gao Yanqing was imitating his movements, could he also hang his body upside down under the bridge like the withered ghost, and then find an opportunity to get Gao Yanqing down.

The fat man was a man of action. He came to the bridge in a few steps, and flexibly hooked his feet on the bridge railing, head down, and hung his body upside down under the bridge.

It was a hazy darkness under the bridge, and only the sound of flowing water could be heard, but it was very far away, so you can imagine how high the bridge was.

Gao Yanqing followed suit, and his posture was exactly the same as the fat man's.

Looking at Gao Yanqing hanging upside down beside him, the fat man began his plan. He first slowly loosened one foot, and used his amazing control over his body to hang himself under the bridge with only one foot.

According to the fat man's idea, Gao Yanqing's body was like a broken bag, and it was difficult for him to do this, and he was more likely to fall directly.

Unfortunately, although Gao Yanqing did this far less easily than the fat man, he did it. He was seen moving his body very carefully, and finally his posture was the same as the fat man.

After doing all this, Gao Yanqing turned his head and aimed two blood holes at the fat man, and a whirring sound came out of his broken mouth, and the mockery was self-evident.

The fat man took a deep breath, used that foot as a fulcrum, and swung his whole body in the air, like a swing.

This difficult move did not stump Gao Yanqing. He followed suit and swung even more exaggeratedly than the fat man. As the distance between the two of them got closer and closer, Gao Yanqing's mouth became wider and wider, until a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly hit him in the face.

Gao Yanqing's foot loosened and he fell from the bridge. The whole person fell into the endless darkness below.

The fat man got up quickly and returned to the bridge. After doing all this, he felt much more comfortable all over his body. He had been accumulating power for a long time for the punch just now, and finally he didn't miss.

However, the noise just now was too loud, which may have attracted the attention of something. In the surrounding fog, it seemed that something was approaching here.

And there was more than one.

The fat man immediately ran back the way he came. The second soul-guiding incense on the road was also burned out bit by bit. He replaced it with the third and last one.

Fortunately, there was no more trouble on the road this time. When the last incense stick was still half-full, he finally saw a glimmer of light. Although the light was faint, it gave people a warm feeling, which was the hope of life.

After running closer, the fat man noticed that the light came from a crack. It was a door. There was a faint sound of someone talking inside the crack of the door.

The fat man immediately recognized the doctor's voice, as well as Yao, Shun, and Yu.

As the door opened, a familiar scene came into view. Several people in Jiangcheng were sitting around the table, waiting anxiously. The appearance of the fat man obviously surprised everyone.

Only now did the fat man notice that he actually came back from the door, not from the paper bridge.

At the same time, the paper bridge in the room also disappeared.

Looking at the fat man coming in from the door, everyone's expressions changed. They immediately stepped back and stared at him from a distance without saying a word. The fat man explained for a long time before everyone let down their guard.

"How did you come back from the door?"

Jiang Cheng poured the fat man a cup of hot tea and handed it to him to warm up. After staying in another world for a long time, the fat man's whole body was almost frozen.