C14 Bloody cloth giving birth to fierce ghosts

Luckily, due to my trembling hands earlier, I wasn't able to throw the blood shirt into the lake. I hung it on the wooden edge of the boat, but it was only a side that could fall into the lake at any time.

The conflict in my heart made me want to make the bloodstained clothes disappear even more, but I couldn't bear to part with such a good clue …

Although it looked like it, I couldn't be sure if it was the bright red dress the ghost girl wore in her dreams. So why don't I show this to the police? Nowadays, forensic techniques are becoming more complete, and there is a whole set of blood analysis methods...

Is the blood on this shirt human? If it was human, did it belong to a man or a woman? Who was the one who had bled all over, the female ghost? Or was it someone who was harmed by the female ghost?

Although this set of clothes did not belong to this era, the blood on its body did look fresh. As long as it was handed to the police, the history of this set of clothes would be revealed before long …

I steadied myself and got up to pick up the bloodstained cloak with the oars, but I didn't want to bring the appalling garment too close to me. I simply picked it up and put it in the position furthest from me in the boat.

After all that had happened, my nerves seemed to have grown larger, and I seemed to have adapted to the darkness around me. I was actually much calmer, and I could only push my boat forward, hoping to reach any shore as soon as possible.

I had already lost my bearings on the Black Lake. I no longer held any hope of being able to keep up with the hunchbacked old man.

Unknowingly, the fog above the lake began to change. It began to lighten a little before rising up by about half a meter. Under the moonlight, the visibility on the surface of the water increased significantly. It wasn't as dark as it was earlier.

After a long while, my arms that were propping up the boat started to ache. Just as I was about to let go of it to rest, a wind suddenly blows on the surface of the lake.

The wind came very abruptly and was very strong. It caused ripples in the water and even created a few long waves, as if there was a black python swimming under the water.

The thick fog that had just lightened became more permeated with the wind.

At that moment, to my relief and delight, at the far end of the slightly permeated fog, I saw a glimmer of light, which meant that I was not far from the shore.

It's just that the lights are yellow-green, which makes me curious.

On second thought, it might have been the fog under the moon that changed the color of the lights, because tonight's moonlight was yellow, and it also reminded me of the hairy moon when I first met the ghost.

I gave up the idea of rest and tried to push myself out of the water.

No matter how I adapt to this Black Lake, it is only a matter of helplessness. After all, no one would want to experience the feeling of being alone in the dark night on a boat on a gloomy lake. If there really was someone who wanted to experience it, then there must be something wrong with his head!

How unlucky, to actually be blowing against the wind! The wind was getting stronger and stronger, which put me in a difficult situation of going from five to three. I could only row with all my might to avoid getting further and further away from the shore.

However, I had already used up most of my strength. I could only hope that the wind would be weaker, or that I would be able to change the direction of the wind …

However, a miracle really happened! I seem to control the wind with my mind.

This weird wind only blew for three to five minutes …

My little boat could finally float on the spot, no longer in a hurry to retreat.

The lake's surface regained its initial tranquility. Looking ahead, I could see the distance between the yellow-green lights and the lake, which was only about three to five hundred meters away. I thought to myself that we would soon be able to leave this terrifying black lake …

The strange thing happened again. The chattering sounds of the singing started again, and somehow, it started again …

I quickly took out my cell phone and pressed on the light screen...

However, he found out that... His phone was not playing music!

This voice …

It was actually from behind me!

Creak creak …

What! Behind him, besides the singing, there was also the sound of the wooden boat shaking!

And I can also feel that there's a little weight on the stern of the wooden boat...

I swallowed and slowly turned around …

I have a premonition that what I am about to see must make me so afraid that I regret being born into this world...

What's more surprising is that I got it right again!

The singing suddenly stopped, leaving only the creaking and shaking of the wooden boat. When I turned around with a head full of cold sweat, I saw...

That bloody shirt! Unexpectedly! Bit by bit, there was no wind!

I was so scared that my mouth dropped open...

There was no wind! There was indeed no wind! However, the blood shirt was constantly shaking!

After that, the blood shirt was slowly pushed up by the invisible force. It actually stood up!

F * ck, what the f * ck was this?

The blood shirt was lifted! And stood up! It shook rhythmically! It's actually at the same frequency as my heartbeat! This is what my arms, which are protecting my chest, told me!

I picked up a wooden oar and watched as the bloodstained clothes began to change …

What he saw after that was an even more unbelievable fact …

After the blood shirt was lifted up by an unknown force, a dark mass actually appeared on its neck … If you look carefully, isn't that a person's hair?

There were also some whose sleeves were slowly being bulged out. Two strange white flesh-like objects slowly emerged from the sleeves, and five more bulges appeared. It was as if they were both hands that were about to take shape!

As the white flesh grew, one could hear the sound of flesh being stretched and torn, as well as indistinct gurgling sounds. It was as if the white flesh was in extreme pain!

My whole body was shaking. I bent my body like a cat and quickly lowered my head to my chest to hold the oars. I was so afraid that I almost dropped the oars from my hands. "Ooo …"

My sweat was almost dry. My eyes were fixed on the bloody shirt that had already revealed itself, and my entire body seemed to be bathed in water.

However, what was even more frightening was that the dark thing at the collar of the blood shirt was indeed a lump of jet-black hair. It also brought out a piece of round white flesh that slowly stuck out from the collar …

The knotted roots of black hair crawled out from the top of the round white flesh...

At the same time, the bottom of the blood shirt also has two knees, but because it is kneeling down facing me, I don't know if my feet have grown out, but I can already see its pale white hands, and even the shape of a long fingernail!

At this moment, the knotted black hair on the white flesh of the collar began to grow crazily, and fresh blood continued to seep out from the pores …

When the long hair that was currently hanging down to its abdomen stopped growing, the blood that flowed out from the top of its head had already covered the mass of white flesh below!

At this moment, I saw that the lump of white flesh that should have been his face was completely empty a moment ago. Right now, his facial features were definitely going to appear in seconds …

The white flesh of his forehead, cheekbones, and the bridge of his nose began to swell! His eyebrows began to darken...

The sound of flesh being torn apart gradually weakened, but the indistinct rumbling sound became increasingly ear-piercing. It was obvious that it was emitted from the mouth that had yet to take shape …

Just as the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears were beginning to take shape …

It was actually supporting itself with both hands. Its legs were pulled out from its kneeling position. Its entire body was like a phantom. Sometimes it was transparent, and sometimes it was completely made of flesh. It actually stood up shakily! I feel like my fucking heart is about to explode!

But there's no time, and I don't have a chance to kill myself...

I can already tell that the thing that came out of thin air from this blood shirt is the red-clothed female ghost that pressed down on my ghastly bed time and time again!

At this moment, there were two slits on both its eyes, as well as its mouth and nostrils …

I saw its eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ears bleeding as they formed...

"Ya ya ya ya …" The ghost lady laughed!

"Who the fuck are you?" After I said it, I felt a little regretful. Why would I want to scold it? Don't want to live anymore? Just as he wanted to apologize to her, he replied, "Guo Ning, I hate you!" It was Xiao Han's voice! Then, the female ghost began to laugh out loud!

F * ck, isn't this what Xiao Han's backyard told me during the hotel's first nightmare?

At this moment, it was as if my heart had stopped beating. I could no longer feel any fear. All I wanted was to die!

But when I think about it, I don't have a gun, nor do I have potassium cyanide. That is to say, I don't have the capital to be free …

However, this ghost girl looked so awesome! It can't do anything to me today...

What the f * ck! My mother has raised me for so many years, and you said to kill me just like that! You really don't take my mother seriously! It's fine if you look down on me, but you've already forced me to the point where I have a gun to shoot and potassium cyanide to swallow! But you actually look down on my mother?

I'm angry!

And even if you become the model, you can still come out and scare me? You must grow up to be a towering tree in front of my eyes like a sapling!

Aren't you giving me face?

Since you insist on killing me! Then I'll play with you! No matter what, it's still death. I'll first use the wooden oars to give you a look before dying! It's just that the female ghost's entire body is sometimes covered in flesh and blood, and sometimes it's as transparent as a shadow. I'm not sure if I can injure it …

Let's go all out!

Just when the face of the female ghost is fully formed, and the pupil-less white eyeballs stare at me in agony, 'ayaya ayaya', while grinding her teeth in laughter, shakily rushing towards me …

Just when I saw the wrinkles on its face...

"F * * k your grandmother!"

I shouted loudly. My anger had reached its peak. My hands were on the verge of crushing the oars. As if the oars in my hands were a bayonet, I dashed towards the female ghost …

The tip of the wooden oars pierced through it, but a lump of fine sand with a fishy smell flew behind the female ghost, causing my eyes to be captivated. At the same time, I caught a glimpse of the phantom female ghost for an instant, flesh and blood becoming abnormally clear in my eyes...

Ah …

Plop …

The sudden weight overturned the wooden boat, causing the female ghost and I to tumble into the deep black lake.

Sure enough, I stabbed the ghost girl in the neck. I felt relieved, but the ghost lady also stuck her hands on my neck.

I let out a series of bubbles in the water. In the moonlight, before I fell to the bottom, I could clearly see the ghost's face give me a twisted, sinister smile, but no bubbles came out of its mouth.

I have used my only ultimate skill, so I can only wait for death in the lake. But my subconscious is still ordering me to struggle with all my might. In the dark water, I reach out to grab the ghost's white face, thrusting my fingers into its eyes, kicking my feet about, hoping to rise to the surface and take a breath.

But of course the ghost wanted to hold on to me like a weight!

I choked on a lot of saliva, but my consciousness had already blurred.

But the desire to survive made me look instinctively at the lake, hoping that the last thing I saw before I died wasn't the ghost's face …

At this moment, I actually saw a large shadow above my head. It was obviously another small boat, because my small boat had already capsized on the other side.

Then, he vaguely saw a figure appear on another small boat …

With a wave of his hand, he sprinkled something into the lake. When he entered the water, he knew it was powder, and the powder quickly dispersed into the lake, dyeing the area around me and the ghost with a murky yellow color.

The last thing I saw was when the muddy yellow water touched the ghost's body...

The female ghost's skin began to boil under the contact of the yellow water. Her eerie smile turned into an expression of painful astonishment as it was extremely distorted …

His face and body slowly turned into a series of white bubbles in the lake.

That female ghost was actually corroded by the yellow water. Even the white hands that were on my neck were cut off. Afterwards, my entire body turned into a thick mist of blood that diffused into the lake.

All that was left were strands of hair and long fingernails, which waddled along with the undercurrent and sank to the bottom of the dark lake.

He disappeared.

In my last bit of consciousness, I saw a bright white light transform into a long tunnel in the lake... My body was sucked into that tunnel!

I know, I should already be dead …