The Corpse Smiled
"Holy crap, bro, what the hell is going on?"
Beside him, the bearded Liu cursed again in fright!
He first pinched his leg hard, then raised his foot and sniffed the sole carefully.
"Ugh!"
The pungent, sticky smell of blood almost made him vomit!
"Damn it, is this an illusion?"
Ning stared at the blood flowing down the stone steps, shook his head, his expression serious.
"I'm afraid this is the true appearance of this back mountain!"
"What we saw before may be an illusion covered by the power of ghosts!"
Liu cautiously followed Ning step by step upwards, his eyes revealing undisguised fear.
"Be careful, don't step on these corpses, stay away from them as much as possible!"
On the stone steps, the scattered corpses all had their heads chopped off.
When Ning was searching among these corpses, he just glanced over them briefly and passed by.
These corpses were all male corpses.
"Damn it... that bastard Shaman, how many people did she actually kill?"
The two kept going up from the foot of the mountain, and when they reached about halfway up the mountain, they had already seen dozens of corpses!
"These people weren't killed by ghosts."
Ning said suddenly.
Liu beside him asked, "How did you see that, bro?"
Ning pointed to the broken neck of a corpse by the road.
"Look carefully, is there black mucus on it?"
Liu took a look, and it really was.
Although these corpses had their heads chopped off, the wounds on their necks were very smooth, and there was not much blood flowing out, but covered by a thin layer of black fluid.
Even, the wounds of these corpses have healed!
"This is not...!"
Seeing this situation, Liu immediately thought of the human heads sealed in glass jars in that dilapidated house in the Shaman mansion!
The necks of those human heads were the same, covered with a thick layer of black matter.
What made people feel the most terrifying was that these people whose heads were chopped off...were not dead yet.
"What on earth does she want to do..."
Liu's legs were already trembling.
Fortunately, he brought a stick as a walking stick when he came up, so he could barely stand still on the wet and slippery stone steps at this moment.
Ning thought carefully for a moment, as if he had figured something out—
"Remember what Bai told us? The Shaman's body has gone wrong because of the backlash of the wronged souls..."
"When we saw the Shaman for the first time, I smelled a rotten smell from her, and there were large patches of dense red papules on her neck, as if that place had begun to rot!"
"I'm thinking, is the Shaman trying to use some strange evil technique... to replace herself with a new body?"
Although there is no record in the ancient book found in the Shaman's room, Ning's guess made Liu gasp.
He had also seen the circle of red papules on the Shaman's neck.
At first glance, it looked as if the place had been chopped off, leaving bloodstains.
Ning's guess... is likely to be true.
"...Come on, when we find Bai's body, everything should come to light!"
The two endured the fear and disgust in their hearts, and finally reached the top of the mountain.
Fortunately, the headless corpses on the road did not transform into zombies, nor did they make things difficult for them.
They just lay quietly in a pool of blood, motionless.
Although the scene was very terrifying, at least it did not pose a substantial threat to the two of them.
At the end of the stone steps was a huge jungle platform.
Among the dense jungle, there was a temple overgrown with vines and weeds.
The blood on the stone steps flowed continuously from the walls and tiles of this temple...
There were also many headless corpses in the temple, but these corpses were all strung up with ropes, like bacon, and hung from the ceiling of the temple, swaying, as if being air-dried!
These corpses were far fresher than those lying on the steps.
Obviously the Shaman had done it not long ago.
Ning quickly found Bai's body by her clothes.
Things went unexpectedly well, but he always felt something was wrong deep down.
Taking the body off the ceiling, to confirm the situation, Ning asked Liu to go out, while he slowly pulled down the body's pants.
He saw a dagger birthmark on the snow-white left buttock of the body!
Ning pulled up the pants of Bai's body, and tied Bai's body up with a rope together with Liu.
They didn't do this because they had any strange hobbies, but because they were worried that when they went down the mountain, Bai's body would suddenly move for some unknown reason, hindering them, or even threatening them!
After doing this, Ning asked Liu to carry Bai's body on his shoulders, while he looked around in the temple.
The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger...
"No... something is wrong!"
Ning forced himself to calm down, his eyes kept searching around.
He always felt that something was wrong, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't figure it out.
He got this feeling when he was looking for Bai's body just now.
What exactly... is wrong?
At this moment, Ning caught a glimpse of a corpse in the corner of the wall from the corner of his eye.
It was this glance that made his soul jump.
He finally knew what was wrong!
That corpse... has a head!
Moreover, not only did it have a head, but its whole body seemed to have been smashed, the flesh and blood were blurred and stuck together, it looked extremely terrifying!
And at this moment, the corpse was lying in the corner of the temple, staring at the two of them with an extremely exaggerated and weird smile!
"Run!!!"
Ning didn't say any more nonsense, and shouted directly at Liu behind him.
But the moment they turned around, the gate of the temple slammed shut with a bang!
The sunlight outside couldn't penetrate at all, and the entire temple fell into a pitch-black darkness where one couldn't see their fingers...
Standing in the darkness, the two of them felt their bodies stiffen like ice, unable to move at all!
And behind them, there were terrifying footsteps...
Pada—
Dada—
Pada—
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