Chapter 447

I thought it was easy to find the source of the sound along the corridor. Ordinary people can do it, not to mention that we still have Lao Hei, a guy with superhuman ears.

But actually finding it as like as two peas, and finding it all the same, is a very similar one. All the corridors are highly similar. Whenever we turn backward and forward, we will have a concrete corridor just like the one just now, with a straight pen standing before us, and the other end just dead in the dark. I can't see where the end is.

Moreover, the source of the sound can not be determined. It seems that it came from the direction above our heads. It should have used some kind of public address equipment, so it is basically impossible to find it by listening.

"What the fuck is going on?" after we circled for a long time, Lao Hei scolded angrily. The guy was getting more and more agitated, and his hand clapped the unparalleled knife,

"Does anyone bring explosives? Why don't you try to blow up the wall?" shopkeeper Qian was also a little anxious.

"Shopkeeper, are you dizzy? Once your explosives ring, the cops will treat us as terrorists. You are not a government agent now. People will catch you when they come."

"Shit, what should I do? It's like I can't walk in this dead corridor in my life. I really want to kill myself here." shopkeeper Qian punched the wall hard. The hard concrete wall was printed with a fist two centimeters deep. There are some radial cracks centered on the fist print. It can be seen how powerful this fist is, It can also be seen that even shopkeeper Qian began to be seriously upset.

"No wonder those women want to hurt themselves. I want to give myself two knives." the drunkard shook the empty aluminum pot, poured the last two drops of wine into his mouth, and Zaba tasted the taste.

"Don't worry." I took two deep breaths and forced myself to calm down and start thinking. Brother donkey with the first IQ and San Mei with the second IQ are not here. I have to use my brain.

To be sure, our irritability, depression, pessimism and gloomy mood are definitely related to the music reverberating in the corridor. This music conveys such a tone, gray, melancholy and despair. These things are mixed together, challenging everyone's psychological tolerance. Thanks to us, we are also people who have experienced storms, Ordinary people may have begun to die.

What about blocking your ears? Several of us took out explosion-proof earplugs and put them into our ears. Doing so will reduce our hearing, but we can keep a calm brain. Compared with the two, our thinking ability must be more important. If we are deaf, we are not afraid of our eyes.

After lowering the music, my mind really cleared up. The second problem is the mysterious corridor. It is estimated that it is some kind of cover up arranged by the evil spirit. Combined with the unique music, people can get lost in this environment.

If the evil spirit didn't come to cast the spell in person, I could break it. I took out four talismans from my leg bag, wrote some mantras on them by breaking the ghost against the wall in the ghost Sutra, drew a hexagon on the ground, stood in the middle, pasted the four talismans in four directions of East, southwest and North, and cut my middle finger with a military knife, Draw a rune urging the array on the palm of his right hand with the blood with vitality, and roar: "the sky is clear, the earth is spirit, the evil devil is in the way, the sky's eyes are like a torch, and everything is clear - broken".

While shouting this broken word, I slapped my palm on the ground, and the four pieces of Rune paper burned up at the same time. After burning up, the turning in front of us has changed. Although the corridor is still there, there are more locked rooms on both sides.

We hurriedly ran over. The drunkard found a random one. He just wanted to unlock the door with a steel wire. Shopkeeper Qian hit the door heavily. He felt that his strength was similar to that of the special police hammer, and directly knocked the whole door down.

There is a shelf nailed to the wall opposite the door. There is a dead man tied on it. It is not the missing woman. Moreover, according to the dehydration degree of the body, it has been dead for a long time. There are rows of nails nailed on the body. There are several long nails on the head, half of which are exposed outside, and the other half are nailed into the head. The whole person's head is like a hedgehog.

"Here are photos and words," Lao Hei said, pointing to the wall on the right.

Take a picture with a flashlight. It looks like a photo exhibition. There are some photos and some words. It says that this man betrayed his feelings. Influenced by Lord Xie Laixi's music, he realized that his sin was unforgivable and asked to sacrifice himself to clean his profanity of pure feelings. There is a number under the words.

"Shit, it's those missing people." We randomly opened several rooms, which were full of dead people in various ways. The photos and words on the wall explained that some were inspired by Lord Xie Laixi's music and asked for dedication, while others were caught and killed. Moreover, these people didn't die easily, including those who cut meat late and those who split their bodies, Several others were burned alive by injecting oil into their bodies.

"Shit, no wonder that Xie Laixi is much better than kunba." after reading these, I understand the reason. I need to know whether it is evil spirit, Holy Spirit, or superior demons and angels on both sides. They all take the piety and sacrifice of believers as the source of strength. These people voluntarily sacrifice to Shelley, and the more painful they die, the greater the energy transformed by their souls. Naturally, the more powerful the evil spirits who absorb the energy of these souls are. From this point of view, evil spirits really have to take advantage, because they can lure humans by any means, but the Holy Spirit can't do this, At least brother Bao can't.

We found several rooms and were discussing which direction to go next. Suddenly, a long scream came from one side of the corridor. The voice was very clear and obvious. All of us heard it very clearly.

"Bad" we all heard that it was a cry when people were dying, otherwise it would never be so sharp and miserable.

We immediately ran to the corridor on this side. There was a long corridor behind the corner. This time, the end of the corridor was not hidden in the dark, but dark yellow light came out. I made a gesture to my companions to show everyone to be careful. Five people touched the place where the light came.

The light comes in through an open door. Out of the door is a hall. The hall is arranged like a church. Candles are placed in many places to illuminate the whole hall. The difference from the church is that the statue of the evil spirit Shelley is not Jesus or the Virgin Mary.

There is a cross in front of the statue, on which the missing white woman is tied. She has been tortured in a bad shape. Her head is lowered, her body is pumping, and she may be out of breath at any time.

On her right is an old record player with a rotating record. It is playing the music we heard all the way. It turned out to be from here.

Standing on her right is Helen, who has changed back into a clean red cheongsam. Standing there, she looked at us with mocking and disdaining eyes. Helen held the handle of a long knife in her left hand, and the blade has pierced into the chest of the sacrificial woman. From the pierced part, as long as the knife is pulled out, the woman will be finished within a few breaths.

The gloomy music continued. We were all on the edge of emotional outburst. We saw a living man tortured like this. I couldn't help it any longer. I raised my hand and shot. The bullet roared and hit Helen's eyebrow, and a round hole was opened in her snow-white forehead.

Her head tilted back and slowly retracted. Her eyes changed and continued to stare at us. The wound on her forehead healed quickly and her white and smooth skin was restored in the twinkling of an eye.

"Shout, high-end goods, let people go quickly," I shouted, pointing to the woman who was dying on the shelf next to me.

"This is my home, I die in this place, you can't kill me," she said coldly.

"Blow it? We've killed all your men. You can find a rope and hang it as soon as possible to save us from doing it. The guy next to me has a bad temper. It's not worth raping you first and then killing you. At least he can die decently." while I talked for a while, I approached her slowly, because if the gun can't kill us, we have to use unparalleled knives The weapon of subduing demons like rat tooth blade came to deal with her.

"They have dedicated themselves to Lord Xie Laixi and are ready to sacrifice. Even if they die, their souls will be integrated with Lord Xie Laixi, bathed in his eternal glory and live in the blissful heaven." Helen said devoutly. She felt that in her mouth, Xie Laixi was God. What eternal glory, the blissful heaven, came out, It seems that the evil spirit has a strong ability to bewitch human beings. He is not afraid of death and dares to sacrifice his soul.

"It's your own business for you to be cheap and die. Let the woman next to you go and let's calculate the rest slowly." I estimated the distance while moving. How to hit her with the rat tail whip. The demon fire effect of the rat King whip can hurt her even if it can't be killed. We can get close to her by taking this opportunity.

"She is also voluntary. If you don't believe it, ask herself," Helen said, holding the woman's head up. "Tell them if you are voluntary."

The woman's eyes were useless. She didn't know what had dug out her eyes and opened her mouth to talk, but I saw that her tongue was only half cut. After two vague words, the woman nodded again, lowered her head again and didn't move.

"Look, I didn't lie to you. Her heart was hurt too deeply by love, and her soul was no longer complete. Lord Xie Laixi's music saved her. She found eternal peace in her heart and was willing to exchange her soul for this peace. Isn't it fair? I'll fulfill her wish." after that, Helen quickly retracted her left hand and left her body with a sharp knife, The last Wang of blood in the woman's heart spewed out and broke her breath in an instant