The Taoist Boss Is Dominating The Horror World - Chapter 155
Yu Ziyang shivered under his blanket, clearly in the dead of night, but the figure outside the window was unnervingly clear.
“It’s not that I don’t want to help you, it’s that I can’t.” Yu Ziyang said with a trembling voice.
“No, you can help me, you can call the police for me, contact my parents, but you’re cowardly, timid, afraid…”
“Creak—”
The window suddenly opened, revealing the upper body of the woman.
She wore a red top, her back to the window, her black hair falling over her shoulders, blood seeping from her scalp and dripping down her hair, blending into the red top.
Yu Ziyang’s heart leapt to his throat, fear engulfing him.
“I…I just don’t want to cause trouble for myself, what’s wrong with that?”
He wasn’t wrong, he just chose to ignore like most people.
If ignoring is a crime, then there are too many people in the world who deserve to die.
“Yu Ziyang, are you really not wrong?”
The woman’s head suddenly turned 180 degrees.
Seeing her face, Yu Ziyang felt his blood run cold and his scalp tingle.
Her face was covered with intersecting wounds, the gory flesh exposed to the bone, completely obscuring her delicate features, especially her lips, hacked and bloodied, her tongue falling out as she opened her mouth.
“You broke my legs, trapping me here.”
“When my parents came to this village asking about me, you said I wasn’t here.”
“I could have escaped, but you pushed me into deeper despair.”
“Yu Ziyang, look into my eyes.”
“I am looking at you!”
Yu Ziyang looked up, his eyes filled with terror meeting hers, brimming with resentment.
Suddenly, a rotting hand touched his face, its damaged bones sticking to flesh, slowly reaching into Yu Ziyang’s mouth.
Yu Ziyang was stiff and unable to move. His eyes were wide open, acutely feeling the rotting fingers stirring his tongue, the nauseatingly bitter taste sliding down his throat with his saliva. His expression grew more pained…
“Ptui—”
A crimson tongue was pulled out.
Yu Ziyang’s mouth instantly spewed a great deal of blood, his face twisted in agony, but he still couldn’t move or make a sound…
In the live broadcast room camera.
?Strange, what is Yu Ziyang doing just sitting on the bed??
?So boring, might as well watch someone else’s live stream.?
?Alright, I’m leaving?
The audience in the live room was sparse, no one noticing Yu Ziyang’s abnormality.
After tearing off Yu Ziyang’s tongue, the ghostly hand broke his entire jaw…
The Silent One—
Dead—
Elsewhere, Jing Tao, staying in the first room, was restless.
“Why did I tell this story?”
It was the deepest secret in his heart, wishing never to hear anything about it again, but today he spoke it out in front of everyone.
“Forget it, I’m not the murderer anyway.”
He calmed his agitation, took off his coat, and was about to lie down to rest.
“Bang—Bang—Bang—”
With the knocking sound, a girl’s voice rang out: “Is Mr. Jing here?”
“Yes, I am.”
Jing Tao responded subconsciously, but then suddenly showed a terrified expression.
“Mr. Jing, I have something to discuss, can I talk to you?”
The girl’s voice was gentle, her standard and fluent Mandarin soft and delicate, making it a pleasure to listen to.
However, Jing Tao felt a chill upon hearing her voice.
His wheat-colored skin turned pale without a trace of blood, cold sweat sliding down his forehead.
“It’s late, let’s talk about it tomorrow morning!”
Jing Tao feigned calmness, but his voice trembled slightly with fear.
“Didn’t you tell me before, Mr. Jing, that I can come to you anytime?”
The girl’s gentle voice became somewhat sharp, and suddenly let out a creepy, ear-piercing laugh through the door.
“Hee hee, Mr. Jing, I’m coming in to find you!”
The door… slowly opened a crack, revealing a blood-soaked face.
Her disheveled hair stuck in clumps on her scalp, revealing patches of bare, bloody skull. Blood covered her face, her eyes wide open, the whites filled with blood vessels, her dark pupils emitting intense resentment.
A girl covered in blood and mud walked in…
Jing Tao screamed frantically: “No, don’t come over! Your death has nothing to do with me, why are you looking for me?”
The girl’s face suddenly came close to Jing Tao, and the strong smell of blood and decay on her body instantly invaded Jing Tao’s nostrils.
She opened her mouth, and the mud mixed with blood fell from her mouth.
Her voice was hoarse, and each word she spoke fell into Jing Tao’s ears.
“Teacher Jing—saw—it—didn’t he!”
Jing Tao’s heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
The night on the playground, the restless wind, the crimson smoke, the girl’s screams and calls for help…
“Why did Teacher Jing hide there and not save me?”
“Teacher Jing clearly said that I could come to you for help if I had a problem.”
“Teacher Jing, it hurts so much when my scalp was torn off!”
“Teacher Jing, I was so scared and in so much pain when I was buried underground!”
“There were so many bugs in the ground, they burrowed into my body, eating my flesh and blood, nesting and laying eggs in my body.”
The girl’s body began to decay rapidly, and large patches of white, wriggling maggots fell from her body onto Jing Tao’s clothes.
Jing Tao suddenly lost control of his body, wanting to escape, wanting to call for help.
But he couldn’t move or make a sound.
The original scene reappeared before his eyes.
He saw the security guard trying to assault the girl. All he needed was a cough or a warning to prevent the tragedy.
But when he heard the girl’s screams of pain, he felt a thrill of excitement.
So he ignored it…
And watched everything from the shadows.
The rotting hand gently caressed Jing Tao’s face, slowly moving up…
The nails, covered in blood and mud, inserted into Jing Tao’s eye sockets, stirring slowly.
Both eyeballs in Jing Tao’s sockets were mashed up, then mixed with blood and slid down his cheeks…
Those who turn a blind eye—
Death—
Dawn.
Qing Li left the room, ready to take a good look around the house, and Jing Tao came towards her.
The man had a bright smile on his face, warmly greeted Qing Li: “Master Qing Li, good morning.”
Qing Li nodded and also said: “Morning.”
But her gaze lingered a bit longer on Jing Tao’s face.
After Jing Tao left, Qing Li looked at his back again.
The system asked: “Is there something wrong with this player?”
Qing Li whispered, “He’s missing something.”
The system, a bit confused, asked: “Missing what?”
Qing Li: “A murderous intent.”
This man had murderous intentions towards her last night, but today they were gone!