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Chapter 76 Wang's Funeral Home (16)

too close.

If she doesn't do something, she might be caught by a ghost the next time the bell rings.

Lu Jinzhao knew that once an ordinary human was touched by a ghost, they would have no power to resist.

The platform is not a horror movie. There is no possibility that humans can fight ghosts with physical strength or any ordinary objects. Dog blood, chicken blood, glutinous rice, peach wood and other such things are nonsense. Here, the only things that can fight ghosts are supernatural items and special fates.

But now she has no special destiny, and the only supernatural item she possesses is not much different from a ghost!

Lu Jinzhao gritted her teeth and tightened her grip even more. She didn't want to give in like this, but when faced with something as unsolvable as a ghost, as an ordinary human, no matter how much she planned and schemed, she was still helpless when the ghost suddenly appeared in front of her!

This kind of thing should only exist in movies and TV shows!
The sound of the bell brought intense pressure, and the rapid running caused her stamina to drop continuously. Lu Jinzhao could hear her own heavy heartbeat and rapid breathing, feel the sweat soaking through her clothes, and also feel the chilling sensation on the back of her head, like thorns.

She had tried her best to escape, but when the bell rang again, it was still behind her!
The distance hasn't increased! It's even closer!
It was as if a ghost was already clinging to her.

Goosebumps appeared all over her body as if in a stress response. She dared not turn around, because she was certain that if she did, she would see a ghostly face pressed against her!
Is it okay if I don't watch it?

A strong sense of crisis caused her mind to buzz almost uncontrollably. The next moment, as she ran, a cold hand reached out from behind in a strange posture and accurately grabbed her ankle.

A terrifying force instantly pulled Lu Jinzhao to a stop. Due to inertia, her body fell forward uncontrollably. Even so, the hand gripping her ankle remained as still as iron.

Even with all of Lu Jinzhao's strength and inertia, it couldn't budge it in the slightest!

As she fell, Lu Jinzhao's hand was still outstretched as she ran. Suddenly, she thought of the posture Chen Hai had when he died!

Damn!

She had only been grabbed for less than two seconds when the foot that was being held completely lost feeling!

The person fell to the ground, but Lu Jinzhao didn't even feel any pain.

She knew it was adrenaline at work; her body was telling her she was on the verge of death!
She must find a way to survive before the effects wear off.

She didn't have much time left, probably no more than five seconds.

A cold sensation spread along her foot, accompanied by a strange burning feeling; she had completely lost control of that leg.

If a decision isn't made quickly, she will likely become a corpse in no time, just like Chen Hai.

But Lu Jinzhao never hesitates at such moments.

Falling was an uncontrollable reaction for her. She was running too fast and fell hard. Her body stiffened for a moment, but the instant she could move again, she had already put her fingers into her pocket.

Inside, besides the wooden box, were the razor blades she had sewn in.

She knew that encountering ghosts often led to extremely dangerous situations, and cutting off a finger required time and strength. Perhaps she wouldn't have that many "opportunities," so she chose to cut her palm and exchange her blood for the act.

The moment the blade sliced ​​through his palm, Lu Jinzhao felt a sharp pain. He didn't feel anything despite the more serious injuries on his body, but his palm was in excruciating pain.

She opened the wooden box, expecting her blood to start flowing out rapidly the next moment.

But a second passed and the wooden box remained completely still.

Lu Jinzhao's heart sank. She didn't understand what went wrong. This box seemed to want to devour other people as soon as it encountered them.

But the next second, she thought of a possibility.

She suddenly reached into the other pocket, grabbed the sheepskin, and threw it far away!
Although it will return to itself soon, at least for now, the sheepskin is not there.

Sure enough, the instant she threw the sheepskin away, she immediately felt the blood in her palms drain faster.

A subtle feeling arose between her and the wooden box, a feeling that reminded her of the time she made a pact with the sheepskin, trading her soul.

However, compared to the feeling back then, the feeling of being invaded by a ghost during the transaction with the wooden box now was far too weak.

The leg, which had lost sensation, was rapidly regaining feeling, and the icy hand that had been gripping the ankle released its grip as if it had been burned.

By the time the bleeding stopped, Lu Jinzhao's face had turned deathly pale from excessive blood loss.

But she was also relieved; at least, they hadn't drained all her blood.

This also shows that the ghost that caught her wasn't actually that strong.

Even so, as an ordinary human, she was powerless to resist. Enduring the dizziness, Lu Jinzhao looked back, only to find nothing behind her.

She staggered to her feet, her body swaying uncontrollably. All four limbs were covered in abrasions from the fall, the abrasions being particularly severe. She could see the red flesh inside her knees, though the blood had congealed and stopped flowing out.

Lu Jinzhao guessed that it was probably the work of the wooden box.

Perhaps her brain sensed that she was out of danger, the effects of adrenaline were waning, and intense pain swept over her.

Lu Jinzhao can barely walk normally, but she has to endure the pain to leave this place.

At least for now, she doesn't want to stay here.

Her injured limbs made her feel a sense of crisis; if any danger were to arise again, her body would have difficulty moving immediately.

Getting injured on the platform is still very bad.

As she walked along the road, she felt like she was overlooking something.

【what have you done? 】

A line of blood-red words appeared before her eyes.

She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten about the sheepskin she had thrown away.

Lu Jinzhao's head had just hit the ground, and it was still throbbing with a dull pain.

She ignored the sheepskin.

But the sheepskin was relentless.

You actually made a deal with something like this?!

Why did you make a deal with it?

Why won't you make a deal with me?

You're even willing to make a deal with something like this!

Twisted blood-red characters kept appearing before his eyes, and Lu Jinzhao felt extremely dizzy, even feeling nauseous just looking at the words.

She wondered if she had suffered a concussion.

Lu Jinzhao was still lost in thought, but the sheepskin, which she always treated this way, was acting strangely this time. Unlike usual, it didn't fade away on its own after a while, but continued unabated.

One after another, blood-red characters appeared before Lu Jinzhao.

"It's better to trade with me than with it. Don't you still have two-thirds of your soul?"

Make a deal with me, and I can guarantee your safe departure from here.

You can give me that box, and I'll temporarily refrain from taking your soul.

It can only help you avoid this attack; there will be another, and another after that.

It is too weak.

It kept urging, but Lu Jinzhao remained silent.

The sheepskin seemed to realize that it was being ignored, and the blood-red words of persuasion in front of it suddenly disappeared.

Instead, there are two words that are densely packed and constantly repeated.

Speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking; speaking

The distorted blood-red words filled her entire field of vision. Already feeling dizzy, Lu Jinzhao couldn't hold it in any longer and quickly ran to the side to lean against a tree trunk and vomited.

The blood-red characters stopped twisting abruptly, and then in the next second, they all changed to "Serves you right".

In a daze, Lu Jinzhao seemed to hear a malicious laugh.

(End of this chapter)