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"Ah!" The man was so frightened that he ran back immediately, but when he turned around, there was another man in white clothes opposite him.
She slowly raised her hands, but they were ulcerated and blackened, with no nails. In the thick blood-colored fog, there was a rotting smell.
The nails were scratched off when he was struggling in the coffin, and it was the same when he turned into a ghost.
Among a group of people who wanted to get rich overnight, only these two people endured fear soberly. They screamed loudly for help, stretched out their hands and ran towards the exit, but the way they came disappeared for unknown reasons.
There is no way.
There is no exit in this funerary room.
There were more than two ghosts behind them. There were several coffins with skeletons in them, and there were several ghosts. The last scene the two saw before their lives was not clear whether it was an illusion or reality. They themselves could not tell.
They were scared to death.
After death, their bodies were swallowed one by one.
"As for other people who are still making money, they can't see the black energy on the gold and jade, nor can they see their own hands that are gradually being assimilated.
Greed is the most destructive thing in this world.
"What is this?" Someone finally noticed his blackened hands and rubbed them hard, but they couldn't get them off at all.
With an unspeakable stinging pain, he saw the dense white bones on his fingers.
"Ah!" There was another scream.
The person next to him finally woke up, but his hands were turned into bones.
"Jie Jie" This strange laughter sounded in the air, as if the ghost was appreciating their food.
The remaining people didn¡¯t even have time to call for help. The next second, they looked at their blackened hands and white bones spreading all over their bodies, like a terminal illness that was getting better and better.
Someone moved faster. He took out the long knife he carried with him, gritted his teeth and slashed hard, using his right hand that was already white bones to chop off his left hand. Then he gritted the knife with his teeth and chopped off his right hand.
Blood was flowing out, and the strong smell of blood made the blood within the field of vision darker.
The man was so painful that he almost fainted. However, under such huge pain, within a moment, the black mist still spread up his arms and went to his shoulders, chest, abdomen, and legs. His neck and head were finally eaten away. Until the last moment, his consciousness was awake, and he was alone, watching himself turn into bones.
Gold, silver and jade are wealth.
Flesh and white bones are life.
The mountain, which had just experienced a heavy rain, was extremely quiet, but a crescent moon hung in the sky, and the edge of the crescent moon was dyed strangely red.
Some netizens took a photo of tonight¡¯s moon and posted it on a social platform with the caption: Red Moon.
Su Nanzhi suddenly stopped, and Jiang Beiyu asked: "What's wrong?"
Su Nanzhi didn't say anything. She took Jiang Beiyu's hand, put it on the stone wall, and said softly: "Close your eyes and concentrate, calm down, and feel the situation in this tomb."
Jiang Beiyu didn't understand what she meant, but he did as she was told. He concentrated, and the surroundings became quiet. It was so weird that he couldn't even hear the echo in the tomb. The only thing he could feel was the blood covering his hands. Warmth, and the breath of the little girl in front of me.
A few seconds later, Jiang Beiyu opened his eyes without warning.
In those few seconds, he "saw" the room full of bones and blood, "heard" the wails of strangers and the laughter of ghosts, and "smelled" the bloody smell of the thick fog. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com