Chapter 107

The white cat, with its hair as white as snow, is the most delicate and pure white in the world, with its rarely seen flexibility and clarity;

but its shadow is black, a kind of desperate black, like the devil's arms stretching out from the ground, spreading and covering constantly,

accompanying,

is curse and despair! As like as two peas in the eyes of

, Liang Chuan's eyes are deep, and the depth of red is just like the magma rolling, suffocating and threatening.

If you look carefully,

it seems that from the cat's eyes, you can vaguely find countless figures of ghosts and skeletons.

In a cat's eyes,

is the deepest and most horrible portrait of hell,

that is purgatory,

that is Shura,

that is the place where all living beings rest and go mad at last,

is the origin of life,

is the destination of all!

And that place,

even the ordinary ghost is not qualified to approach.

Because there is no essential difference between ghost bad and ordinary ghost hating.

"Meow!"

At this moment, they seem to forget that they are in the sun, as if they have returned to hell and the dark place.

In the sun,

they are the mysterious existence that drifts away from people's vision. They exist in strange stories and myths. They are no different from the old immortals on the mountains. They are even more grounded. People fear them like tigers!

In hell, they are just a group of civil servants at the bottom.

At the same time of the cat's cry,

Liang Chuan's dark red in his eyes gradually recovered. There was no blood flow out of his eyes, which had dried up, but that kind of Yin Hong still agglomerated again,

even,

was better than before!

Tonight's theme,

is revenge,

before,

is prelude!

Next,

is the real movement!

My dead friend,

I will bear your soul,

witness tonight!

My blood has run dry. Now it's your turn to run

Ten fingers shake again, pale and slender fingers dance gently, he is playing, he is performing, he is in the midnight, rippling up his own notes.

All the audience,

must die!

In the ghost difference, three ghost difference eyes appeared again at one time, which were also red, and then they attacked their companions without hesitation.

You catch me,

you persecute me with the lives of the people around me,

you think you are on the side of justice,

you are arrogant,

you despise the ants who come back as stowaways,

you think you are superior,

you think you are very noble,

you think your will is right Indeed,

so today,

I'd like to see how noble

you are!

I want to see if you can cry?

Will you hurt?

Will you panic?

You,

are you the same as ordinary people,

after you open your bright coat and identity,

Yes,

also have fear!

Ten fingers crossed, the frequency of shaking was twice faster than before, the note of death poured out, and in the hell shop, the ghost messed up and began to kill each other.

Someone is controlled in the first second and gives a blow to his partner,

but after the next second,

he is out of control again. When he is lost, the partner who has just been attacked counterattacks him.

One ghost after another seems to be a puppet in front of Liang Chuan at this moment,

he can move whatever he wants,

he can play whatever he wants,

he can do whatever he wants,

tease you,

play with you,

watch you fight each other in fear and hesitation,

this is me,

this is for you Gift!

You say that I want to be a judge and I have made a big mistake.

so today,

I am as you wish,Judge your life and death!

At the corner of the shop, little Lori was licking the wound with her tongue,

stared at all this, and

she saw that her colleagues in front of her were killing each other crazily and mercilessly,

she saw that the red color in these people's eyes was flashing constantly,

she saw that the man they were after was leaning on the door frame,

her eyes were red

but with a smile on the corner of his mouth,

appreciate all this!

Everything is so unreal and despairing.

this is a dream,

this is definitely a dream,

I must be in a dream,

I must be in a dream!

Yes,

this is not true,

this is certainly not true,

How can it be true!

If Zhou Ze is here at the same time and sees the scene that little Lori is completely scared and silly, he will be very sad. Previously, little Lori, who was the biggest threat in his eyes,

at this time, she is really scared to be an ordinary cute Lori,

curled up there,

Arthur is shaking.

It's a pity that she is a soul body and has no body.

otherwise, if Zhou Ze is here, she can open her skirt to see if she will also be scared to pee.

Of course, in Tongcheng, which is more than 2000 kilometers away from Chengdu, Zhou Ze is not totally insensitive. His right hand palm, the position of the mark, is constantly tingling, which makes Zhou Ze unbearable. He can only hold his fist tightly.

Although it's not sure what happened,

Zhou Ze has a hunch that

that's the little Lori who will bring trouble to herself if she returns to the whole city. Now she is in great trouble. The key she left to her hell gate is shifting, which means that she is losing control of the key gradually!

Once she really can't come back,

this key,

is her own, and Belong to yourself completely!

The certificate is already in hand, and the key is in hand again.

you are just a ghost!

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In Chengdu,

the old street,

is disordered,

is disordered,

is completely disordered,

the whole old street north,

has become a pot of porridge.

"When I go to hell,

I will walk on the path paved with white bones;

when I go to hell,

I will pick the most beautiful flowers on the other side;

looking at the crazy scene in front of me,

Liang Chuan laughs happily,

he recites softly, as if he were the side Baijun of this crazy and tragic farce,

to give this bloody smell almost full of dripping The stage play is dubbing.

Fingertips are still dancing,

melody is still pouring,

is not over,

can't stop.

The white cat has soaked with blood and slowly dyed its pure white hair red, but the white cat resolutely stood there, standing beside Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan's eyes, no longer visible, are deeply sunken, and the whole person has become somewhat haggard, as if a gust of wind can blow it down.

But the blood light in the deep of his eyes, however,

has been rippling all the time,

is not enough,

is not enough,

really,

is not enough!

"When I go to hell,

I will drink the turbid water of the fountains;

when I go to hell,

I will shuttle through endless curses;

when I go to hell,

I will face the darkness of nothingness."

Chanting sound is like a talisman for these ghost guards. It urges them to push this self defeating fight to the high, high, and high tide, and urges them to make more efforts to stab the weapons in their hands into their companions' bodies.

There are souls breaking,

there are screams ringing through,

there are roars roaring,

they know what they are doing,

but the most painful thing is that they know what they are doing!!!

They can't stop,

they can't stop at all,

they have lost themselves, and can only complete their actions under the gaze of that man,

at this moment,

they seem to really feel that there is a judge standing in front of them, holding a judgment pen, telling their crimes and sending them to the prison!

But from ancient times to modern times,

they are the only ones who send others to hell to collect filial piety money,When was it that they themselves were so bound to this torture?

Fighting,

continues,

desperation,

has been spreading.

"When I go to hell,

I will die in a sea of blood;

when I go to hell,

I will devote myself to the devil;

when I go to hell,

I will indulge in loneliness;

when I go to hell,

I will never look back."

The chanting began to get faster and faster, and the rhythm became more and more clear. Liang Chuan began to forget himself more and more. He was immersed in the rhythm that didn't exist, and pretended to be in the atmosphere he created for himself.

When ordinary people see this scene, they will think that there is something wrong with their brain, which is a mental patient's self entertainment.

only,

these ghost errands in the hell shop,

have really felt this horror and this despair!

"When I go to hell,

I will no longer be confused;

when I go to hell,

I will no longer be confused;

when I go to hell,

I will give up my thinking;

when I go to hell,

I will give up my confusion."

, who was as like as two peas in a corner, who recited the same sentence in the corner, slowly began to stand up.

stretched out her hand,

lifted her hair,

was not at all, and her facial features were slowly rising.

At this time,

there is no struggle,

there is no resistance,

in the singing of this voice,

it seems that many things have settled down!

Mouth, split,

red lip, cocked tongue, scallop teeth, whole face, clear.

This is a moving face,

this is a beautiful face,

this is a young face.

The woman looks at Liang Chuan and accompanies him to sing.

Liang Chuan reached out and patted the woman's head, as if touching his own sister.

Her dream is to become an apostle of hell. She is infatuated and dedicated here.

so,

he gives her this opportunity.

this is her choice, without hesitation, sadness or worry.

When I go to hell,

I will bury the past,

when I go to hell,

I will cover up the future,

when I go to hell,

there will be no me in the world

At the time of recitation, the white cat had become a bloody cat. It crawled down and couldn't support it. Liang Chuan, meanwhile, slowly sat down against the doorframe,

used his last strength,

recited the last sentence:

"when I went to hell,

will come back again!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!... "

The soul of ghost difference,

explodes one by one,

dissipates in this world one by one,

seems to be giving this movement,

painting belongs to its unique,

pause.