Chapter 15 The Black Crescent on the Right Hand
Zhang Datou , you fucking bastard, you are going to strangle me to death!
I cursed loudly, but the possessed Zhang Datou couldn't hear me cursing him, and even if he heard it, it would be useless. This horrible human-leather face just wanted to strangle me to death.
I held Zhang Datou's arms tightly with both hands and pulled hard, while kicking him with my legs. But his arms and body did not move, and the strength in my hands kept increasing.
"Drink!"
Zhang Datou suddenly let out a strange cry, stretched his neck, and stretched his face covered with human skin in front of me. His two empty eyes stared straight at me.
I couldn't take it anymore. It was getting harder and harder to breathe. Every breath I took almost exhausted all my strength. My consciousness was also starting to blur. I didn't expect that I would be strangled to death by Zhang Datou. This bastard, I would never let him go even if I became a ghost.
When I think of ghosts, I can't help but think of the female ghost I met before, and the stinky old man who finally killed the female ghost. The human-skinned face in front of me is likely to be a female ghost. If I have the ability of the stinky old man, maybe I can use that fishing spell to kill this female ghost.
At this point, I couldn't help but think of the old man making the seal and chanting the incantation. I half-heartedly loosened my hands that were tightly holding Zhang Datou's arms, and somehow followed the old man's gestures in my mind. I was just exhaling, and my mouth, which was no longer able to inhale, seemed to chant the incantation that the old man had chanted as my consciousness gradually blurred.
"Exorcise evil spirits and bind demons, Taishang Yuanling. The stars on the platform never stop, and wisdom is clear. There is no need to be alarmed by the star platform, Taiyuan collects evil spirits. Collect!"
Before the spell was finished, I felt my consciousness was like a balloon that was blown up and suddenly burst. At the same time, a warm current suddenly surged from somewhere in my body, flowing through my blood vessels and then out of my body from every pore.
"boom!"
"Woo! Aaaaaaaaa!"
There was a long and strange cry, and suddenly my body fell to the ground with a "smack". Maybe because my consciousness was a little fuzzy, I didn't feel any pain.
It took me a while to recover and feel that I was really alive. I quickly touched my neck and took a few deep breaths.
Damn it, I'm not dead yet!
After the surprise, I quickly turned to look at Zhang Datou. This guy had also fallen to the ground. The human leather face had fallen off his face and fell to the ground.
It was a close call. I was almost strangled to death by Zhang Datou. What happened just now? I really wanted to use the spell that the stinky old man had cast before, and I also killed this leather-faced female ghost.
My consciousness was a little fuzzy just now, and it seemed that I performed the spell in a daze. I seemed to have some special feelings in my body just now, but now those feelings have all disappeared.
No matter what, at least I'm alive.
I looked around the room and saw an iron box on Zhang Datou's desk. I quickly got up and crawled over to open the iron box. There was some tea leaves inside. I turned over the iron box and poured out all the tea leaves. Then I picked up the human-skin face on the ground and stuffed it in, then put the lid back on.
I looked at the table again and saw a large roll of tape. I quickly took it and wrapped the iron box with layer after layer of tape. Only then did I feel a little relieved.
"call!"
I let out a long breath and wiped the sweat off my forehead. It was so hot, but Zhang Datou refused to turn on the air conditioner.
“Woo!”
Zhang Datou suddenly groaned. I hurried over and he groaned twice more before waking up. He looked at me blankly as I stared at him.
"What, what happened?"
He asked blankly.
I said nonsense casually: "It's nothing, you might have been scared by the Leatherface just now. You are so timid that you fainted."
"What? I fainted from shock?"
Zhang Datou was startled. Then he twisted his neck and scratched his head. He seemed to have forgotten what happened just now. But it doesn't matter if he has forgotten. I am too lazy to explain, and I can't explain it clearly.
"By the way, where's the Leatherface? I remember the fire didn't seem to burn it!"
Zhang Datou recalled what happened before he was possessed by Leatherface and asked in surprise. I pointed to the iron box on the table and said, "Yes, that Leatherface is very strange. It is indeed not burned. I stuffed it in there. Just in case, I also wrapped it with several layers of tape."
"What the hell is that Leatherface? How could Zheng Feng have such a weird thing?"
Zhang Datou climbed up, stared at the iron box on the table and cursed. Then he suddenly turned to me and said, "Zheng Feng said that he would give you the wooden box. This human face is yours now. Since it can't be burned, take it away quickly and don't leave it here with me."
I was stunned, and then I got furious: "Zhang Datou, what the hell do you mean? You are so disloyal. You still have the nerve to say that you are Zheng Feng's friend."
He waved his hand and said, "Don't yell at me. It was Zheng Feng who said he would give the box to you, not to me. If you want to yell, go find Zheng Feng and yell."
Finally, I could only take the iron box back to the dormitory. Although the human-leather face was strange, it was something . Although he asked me to destroy it, I didn't destroy it. It would not be good to just throw it away somewhere.
After I brought the iron box back to the dormitory, I started to worry again. What should I do with this thing? Keeping it in the dormitory all the time is not a solution. When I think of Zhang Datou being possessed by Leatherface and almost strangling me to death, I feel cold in my heart.
If only the stinky old man was here, he was a Taoist ghost catcher after all, so he would be able to handle this kind of thing easily. When I thought of the stinky old man, I remembered what happened before. I took out the light ball from my bag, and as soon as I touched it, a cold chill rushed into my arm, causing my entire arm to tremble involuntarily.
That stinky old man said that I was a reincarnated ghost and that I should have died a long time ago, but I am still alive today. I won't live much longer. Although that guy is a sloppy ghost and a little crazy, he can kill ghosts, so he is definitely not an ordinary person. He will not joke with me or scare me.
Is it true that I won’t live much longer?
I thought about it for a while but still had no clue, which only made me more and more annoyed. I scratched my head and suddenly saw something in the palm of my right hand, so I quickly put my hand in front of my eyes.
I don't know when a black half-moon-shaped mark appeared on the palm of my hand, as if it was drawn with a pen. I ran to the bathroom, rinsed it with water, and wiped it again, but the black half-moon was not only not washed away, but the color did not even fade.
