Chapter 73 Corpse

I couldn't help but have one more eye and look at the blood stains on the ground. The strength of my hand holding the stair railing couldn't help tighten a little. The searchlight tied to my head was used for too long, the light emitted at this time was slightly difficult and became cloudy, and some scenes became a little hazy.

I opened my eyes wide and dared not blink.

The more I walked up, I found that the blood stains were like a pool of mud stained my body, and I couldn't shake them off. When I went up almost ten steps, I couldn't help but squat down and check the blood stains on the ground. They were sticky on the floor, red and deep. I touched the blood stains on the floor, and then I was surprised that the blood had not yet It is completely dry.

"It's not good!" I shouted. After the words, I quickly ran upstairs. When Fatty Ma saw that I suddenly accelerated my speed and was unwilling, he shouted and chased after me.

The footsteps behind also sounded one after another.

When I went up 20 steps, I had already reached the second floor.

The dark and spacious environment suddenly submerged me. Suddenly, the wind in the air seemed to be torn, and there was a screaming sound.

I immediately realized the danger, and I asked everyone to squat down quickly.

Under the feet, a large shadow is cast with the help of dark light.

"It's a bat!" This terrible creature lives in the dark.

"Be careful, I'm afraid this thing is poisonous."

But they didn't seem to be coming towards us. I turned my head and saw that as long as the floor stairs were covered with blood, these bats rushed up as if they had lost their hearts.

I couldn't help twitching, and these beasts actually sucked blood.

In order to avoid waiting for us to become food in their mouths, I urge them to move forward quickly.

I don't know how far I have gone. In about a hundred steps, at this moment, several bright lights suddenly lit up without warning, emitting a faint orchid light.

Fat Ma patted the searchlight on his forehead, shook it vigorously, and knocked on the glass of the lamp head. The light bulb on his head flashed, as if it was about to go out at any time.

"This broken lamp seems to be about to die."

With a slight bang, Fatty Ma's searchlight went out.

"Grandma, look at my mouth!"

I counted, and the four bright lights went to four corners. The faint light seemed to be extinguished at any time.

I look at the ground...

Suddenly, Zhang Tong and Song Ran let out a scream.

"What's wrong?" I asked eagerly.

"Look up there." Song Ran pointed in one direction.

The eyes cast away, and there was a corpse hanging on the wooden raft. The body was no longer like a shape. There were all the big and small dense openings all over the body.

The blood seems to have run out, the skin is shrinking and wrinkled, the color is even like a dying poplar tree, and the fingers have become slender and thin.

The skin on the face is more like being passed through all the water by the juicer, and the skin is pulled down, and there is no human at all.

Song Ran made a dry and vomiting sound, and then vomited on the ground and permeated the air. The disgusting smell spread away with a gloomy and strange breath.

"What a miserable death! This mother is nothing at all." Fatty Ma's tone was a little angry, with a trace of fear in his anger.

"These may be done by those bats." I blurted out this sentence.

Everyone looked at each other immediately, with big eyes and small eyes, and a trace of fear appeared more or less on their faces.

"Sister Zhang, I'm a little afraid. I don't want to die as miserable as him," Song Ran said aggrievedly with Zhang Tong's hand.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine with us!"

I couldn't help looking at the top of the stairs. The bats just disappeared from there. Maybe they asked about the smell of blood. They should not come back for a while.

"It shouldn't be done by bats!" The clay figurine said.

"The hanging height of this corpse is not what these bats can do."

This sentence gave me a reminder.

"People may not be killed by bats, but the blood must be sucked dry by bats!" Fat Ma patted his chest.

No one refutes this sentence.

I stared at the body and looked at the decoration on his body. How... He..." He is Mr. Wang. I shouted loudly. This sentence was like throwing another huge thunder on the turbulent water, and a column of water bursting into the sky.

"Is it Old Wang?" Fatty Ma asked in a surprised tone.

"It should be right. I remember that he had a string of Buddha beads on his body"

The clay figurine looked up and saw the string of Buddha beads hanging in the air. He looked at it again. Suddenly, his heartbeat seemed to stop, pulling me and Fatty Ma back a few steps at the same time.

The five dewd people on their bodies found something wrong and rushed to the front.

"What's wrong? Is this?"

"Frauding corpse!" The clay figurine said calmly.

Fat Ma and I stood at the same time. There were five deceitful people, each of whom stopped holding a black pistol, aimed at the body, and rudely fired five shots in a row.

The gunfire broke through the air, and the ears hurt a little.

Twenty-five bullets broke through and passed through directly, but there was no leakage, just like all the nutrients on a 'dead' have disappeared.

They put away their pistols and hung the bodies dangling in the air under the impact of the gun.

Just when they thought it was safe, suddenly, the swaying body seemed to be revived in an instant. A pair of feet wrapped around the heads of one of the tremish people like two flexible ropes.

With the sound of "kaka", in a few seconds, the head of the trembling person left his neck, and the blood beads soared out. At that moment, I felt that my scalp was about to explode, my whole body was cold, and my stomach was also turning upside down.

Zhang Tong was even more scared and pale, while Song Ran was scared as if he had forgotten to react.

The remaining four dewd people retreated and fired machine guns continuously, but they didn't hit them. The body had crossed the beam and disappeared. Those who followed were missing, as well as the man's head.

"This is too strong! The bullets can't be killed!"

"This is a dead man. How do you want him to die, fat man? Do you still have a black donkey's hoof on you?" I said to Fatty Ma.

At this time, the clay figurine had quickly stepped forward and died another person.

However, when it was about to approach, it was stopped by four other people.

"If you die, you will die!"

The clay figurine stopped and looked at the four people in front of him angrily.