Yin marriage stays together: the chaebol's husband is a ghost

Chapter 6
Scar on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and Ning Luo took the opportunity to throw the boulder in his hand under him. Scar covered the ground, screaming like killing a pig, and the children and grandchildren's bag were almost wiped out.

Ning Luo turned and ran.

But the man whose head was knocked out wailed twice on the ground, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it...

Ning Luo's calf was held, and unfortunately fell on the coffin again.

Then, a cold, very angry curse sounded in the air, not pure Mandarin: "It's so loud, bastard!"

"Who? Who's talking?" Dao Scar was taken aback, his hand holding his son's bag froze, and he searched for the source of the voice, "Bai Si, you were the one who was swearing just now?"

"Damn you, I'm dying, I don't have the strength to speak!" The man who grabbed Ning Luo's feet screamed while covering his head, while holding Ning Luo's leg tightly.

Ning Luo suddenly felt something was wrong, the coffin board under him seemed to be moving, and then the voice came from inside the coffin again, "Bastard, whoever is on top of Lao Tzu's coffin, you want to die!"

Zombies?

With a flash of thought, Ning Luo broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to kick the hand off his foot and start running, the coffin board was pushed open with a "bang", and the coffin board flew up, and Ning Luo's petite body was also bounced by the coffin board, hitting the ground, and the coffin board followed It also fell from the sky and held her down.

In the coffin, a devil wearing a green military uniform during the Anti-Japanese War "Huo" sat up with a bayonet in his hand.

"Cheat, scam corpse!" The two men jumped in fright, Scar turned around and ran away.

The devil sniffed twice with his nose, jumped out of the coffin, opened his mouth wide, and bit down on the shoulder of the man whose head had been knocked off by Ning Luo.

"Ah..." The man's entire shoulder blade was bitten off, exposing the white bones and uneven flesh inside, leaving only the arm with the skin attached. After shaking it a few times under the armpit, the skin broke and the arm fell to the ground.

The man fell to the ground, dead.

The devil seemed to have been hungry for too long, with the bitten off shoulder blade dangling in his mouth, and he gnawed so loudly that blood and saliva flowed out of the devil's mouth, dripping down his chin onto the grass.

Ning Luo used all his strength to push the coffin board away before turning his head around. Immediately, he covered his mouth with his hands in fright, and his mind was blank immediately except for fear.

The devil picked up the bayonet and threw it at Scar who was running in front. The point of the knife passed through the back of the man with Scar and nailed it to the tree pole through his throat. After doing all this, the devil picked up the man who died on the ground. Get up, break off the man's head, tear off the fur from the back of the head, and start eating the man's brain.

Ning Luo didn't know whether this thing was a human or a ghost, but modern people certainly wouldn't dress like this and hold a bayonet, and in the dim night, there were seven or eight blood holes on the ghost's body, which were rotten gun holes.

The skin on the face was also rotten, like those faces that were bombed by shells in anti-war movies. As it ate the brain kernels, the skin and some maggots fell off the face.

wight!

Such a terrifying term appeared in Ning Luo's mind. She had read descriptions of corpse demons in ghost novels and "Ghost Cultivation", and thought they were all fabricated by the author, but she never expected to witness it with her own eyes one day!

Are there really ghosts in the world?
There are wights?
After eating a brain kernel, the devil was obviously not satisfied. He walked up to the scarred man who was nailed to the branch with a bayonet, opened his mouth, and bit down on the top of the scarred head. The end immediately resembled a watermelon. It was like being cut in half, and only half was left on the neck, and the blood shot out like a fountain.

The devil ate with relish.

Ning Luo couldn't bear it any longer, and vomited with a "wow".

Hearing the sound, the devil turned his head towards Ning Luo while scratching the things in his head.

Ning Luo poured out almost everything in his stomach. Seeing that the devil noticed him, he quickly stood up with his weak legs, turned around and ran.

"Bastard!" The devil cursed, pulled out the bayonet and threw it at Ning Luo.

Ning Luo looked back while running, and saw the bayonet flying towards the back of her head, so she quickly lay down on the ground, and the bayonet flew past her, but just as she was about to get up, the devil did not know what method to use, and had already arrived Beside her, he bent down and reached out to pinch her neck.

The devil's nails penetrated into Ning Luo's flesh, and Ning Luo knew that the devil wanted to break his neck and take off his head.

The fear was extreme, so she was like a drowning person, scratching everywhere with her hands and kicking her feet, struggling desperately to grab the straw and save her life.

I don't know if it's her life or what, after the foot touched the devil, the devil suddenly let her go as if she had been electrocuted.

Ning Luo fell to the ground and wiped her neck. The place where the devil's nails were inserted was bleeding black blood. She covered the wound and ran quickly, rolling and crawling.

The devil was obviously afraid of the blood jade on Ning Luo's feet, and he was unwilling to let go of such a food. After hesitating for a moment, he took a bayonet and was about to chase after him. After a few steps, his body suddenly froze.

The muzzle of a black gun was aimed at the devil's forehead.

Holding the handle of the gun is a slender hand with well-defined joints. The owner of the hand is tall and majestic, standing against the wind, wearing a black windbreaker, with a dashing demeanor, it is the ghost Bei Minggu.

"I didn't expect someone here to raise wights. It seems that I'm in the right place." With a sneer, the finger holding the trigger moved, and the bullet came out from the muzzle of the gun, piercing the devil's eyebrow.

Lazily wiping the muzzle of the gun, Bei Minggu turned around and left.

boom!
The devil stepped forward, with his eyebrows down, and fell to the ground.

Still in shock, Ning Luo staggered to the main road and saw an off-road vehicle approaching in the distance, and rushed to the middle of the road to stop the vehicle as if seeing a life-saving straw, shouting: "Help! Help, help!"

Inside the car, Beiming Gu Gangyi's face was flickering under the dim headlights. He raised the corners of his lips slightly, evoking a weird smile, and then braked suddenly. It stopped in front of Ning Luo.

Slowly rolling down the window, he stuck his head out pretending to be strange.

Ning Luo clutched her neck in embarrassment, just wanted to get out of here quickly, so she walked aside, regardless of whether the owner of the car agreed to save her, opened the car door and got in, looking nervously at the direction she came from, but didn't notice that the devil was chasing her , leaning on the car seat and panting desperately.

Bei Minggu didn't speak, but looked at her with interest.

Before he was alive, he heard that some people kept corpse demons here, so he came over to have a look. He didn't expect to meet this unlucky woman who was killed here. When Ning Luo was carried out of the car, he was already there, so the whole process was a in his eyes.

Originally, he didn't have a good impression of a woman who was stronger than him, but when she was facing a crisis, she could calmly make the other party fight against each other, which made him interested in saving her.

After panting for a while, Ning Luo finally came back to his soul, and said anxiously to Beiming: "Ghost! There is a ghost! Sir, drive away from here quickly. There are ghosts on the mountain. Two people died. If we don't leave, we will die too. of!"

(End of this chapter)