SFS Chapter 598: Absurd Ideas, Weird Dolls
Chapter 598: Absurd Ideas, Weird Dolls
Ye Bai's mind raced, and an absurd idea popped into his mind.
His breath hitched.
The barrage in his live broadcast room was completely boiling.
"What the hell is going on?! There's a woman in the anchor's coffin?"
"What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! What the hell! Anchor, run!"
"This woman looks like she died tragically. Is she trying to come back to life?"
Ye Bai ignored the comments.
He stared at the formation and muttered to himself, "Could this be the puppet I'm looking for?"
At this point he was able to confirm that this coffin was definitely not ordinary.
In his field of vision, the system interface was displaying information about the coffin.
"Anchor, anchor, there are words here."
"What word?"
"your name."
Ye Bai raised his eyes and looked towards the center of the coffin.
A slender hand was holding something.
She wore a ring as white as snow on her left hand and an emerald ring on her thumb.
Her cheeks were sunken, her cheekbones were protruding, the veins on her forehead were bulging, her eyes were wide open, and her eyeballs were bulging and bloodshot.
Ye Bai's pupils constricted because he smelled a strong demonic aura from her.
Her eyes have returned to normal, her eyelids closed to cover the whites of her eyes, leaving only the whites of her eyes below the dark eye sockets, revealing a strange and fierce look.
Ye Bai couldn't help swallowing, his heart beating wildly.
The woman in the coffin suddenly opened her eyes.
Ye Bai was caught off guard and looked into the strange pair of vertical pupils. He was stunned for a moment and the flashlight slipped from his trembling fingers.
The light spot exploded into shattered stars on the inner wall of the coffin.
A taste of rust rose in Ye Bai's throat, and the black jade ring on the back of his neck was so hot that it seemed to be branded into his bones.
What was flowing in those vertical pupils were not eyeballs, but two pools of asphalt stirred with gold powder. The sticky darkness was seeping into his skull along his line of sight.
"Close your eyes!"
As he roared, he swung out the Luoyang shovel, and the string of Five Emperors' coins hanging on the shovel head brushed against the eyebrows of the person in the coffin.
The collision between bronze and bone actually produced blue sparks.
The barrage area was filled with shock.
Is this still a normal human being!?
Ye Bai didn't bother to pick up his weapon, he used his palm to hold the lightning-struck wooden ruler and stabbed it hard at the floor tiles.
The lightning patterns on the surface of the jujube wood suddenly came alive and moved around, and the copper bell on the end of the ruler made people's teeth ache.
The sound of nails scratching silk came from the coffin.
The flames of the twelve human-faced lamps simultaneously collapsed to the size of mung beans, and bone powder like fine snow floated in the blue-gray halo.
Ye Bai took his third step back and stepped on an inscribed brick, and he felt the blood vessels throbbing on the sole of his boot.
He tore open his tactical vest with his backhand, and the sixty-four hexagrams sewn on the lining brushed against the edge of the coffin. The sound of tearing silk cloth emitted the scent of aged mugwort.
"Don't breathe!"
By the time the barrage of comments passed by this warning, it was already too late.
A sweet and rotten aroma entered Ye Bai's nostrils, and his throat suddenly contracted.
It wasn't just a smell at all; something was crawling into the trachea along with the breath.
He flicked open the windproof lighter with his finger, and the flickering flame solidified into amber-like crystals three inches from his lips.
The person in the coffin moved his fingers.
The fingertips dyed with red nails brushed against the silver-painted cypress wood, and a gelatinous substance oozed out from under the nails.
Traces of tadpole script were dragged out on the coffin boards.
Ye Bai's temples were throbbing, and the vertical pupil phantoms remaining on his retina began to multiply.
He gritted his teeth and pierced his index finger with the tip of the wooden ruler.
The trajectory of the falling blood drop was suddenly stretched into a silk thread, weaving a half-broken star map in the air.
"Xun position! Back off seven steps!"
There was a roar mixed with the sound of metal rubbing against each other, and the bronze goblet on the shelf behind him suddenly exploded.
Countless golden needles pierced Ye Bai.
"grass--"
Ye Bai cursed and fled backward in a panic, narrowly escaping the range of the golden needle rain.
He had just stopped when a dark shadow swooped over and hit his chest with its elbow. The huge momentum almost knocked him to the ground.
It's the woman in the coffin.
Ye Bai was forced to bend down, put his arms in front of his chest, clasped the ring on his right wrist, and pushed out with all his strength.
A faint red light flashed by, and the woman's body stiffened.
The next moment, her neck was twisted and deformed, and half of it was broken.
But it still maintained its attacking posture, just like a zombie that had been immobilized.
Ye Bai was stunned for a moment before slowly squatting down.
Scarlet blood gushed out from the broken neck of the woman, flowing all over the floor.
He picked up the wooden ruler, tentatively reached out and felt her broken neck.
It feels soft and delicate, like a work of art made of fine silk.
The woman's body gradually shrivelled up and eventually became a mummy, with her skin and flesh shrunken and loose, sticking to her face like dry bark.
"What's going on..." Ye Bai murmured, speeding up his movements.
Wherever the wooden ruler passed, the mummies disintegrated and turned into dust and fell into the ground.
Ye Bai looked at the other doors of the coffin. There should be similar scenes inside, but unfortunately he had no time to be distracted.
A hand came from behind and rested on Ye Bai's shoulder.
Ye Bai's hair stood on end.
He turned around and saw an old woman with disheveled hair.
That wrinkled face looked very much like the blurry figure that had appeared in my dream.
"Who, who are you..." Ye Bai spoke with difficulty, his throat hoarse and dry.
The old woman grinned with her mouth full of sores, revealing her jagged and hideous teeth.
She said, “You all deserve to die.”
Before he could finish his words, a sharp kitchen knife chopped Ye Bai's shoulder blade.
Ye Bai groaned in pain, grabbed the old woman's hands behind her back, and forced her to kneel on the ground.
Another dried corpse crawled out of the coffin on the other side, its eyes were as red as blood, and it used its hands and feet to wrap around Ye Bai's waist and abdomen.
It is more powerful than before.
Ye Bai's heart trembled.
Is the monster this time real?
His body was firmly trapped between the two mummies, unable to move.
"Damn it..." Ye Bai wailed in his heart.
The system calmly prompted: "Congratulations to the host for triggering the hidden plot, please check it out!"
He blinked, and the red glow on his retina became more and more intense.
I could faintly hear a woman's sinister laughter, "You will all die, and die miserably, hahahaha..."
Ye Bai: “…”
His mind was controlled.
He watched helplessly as the dry, old hand grabbed his throat and lifted him up.
"Let go... cough cough..."
He struggled desperately, and the muscles on his Adam's apple bulged high.
Ye Bai's body was out of control, like a puppet, allowing the mummy to pinch his throat and lift him up.
A blurry black shadow seemed to appear before his eyes.
The black jade ring suddenly exploded into spider-web-like cracks, and a beast-like growl erupted from Ye Bai's throat.
As he bent his knees and thrust into the old woman's abdomen, rhino horn powder spilled out from the secret pocket of his tactical vest.
Fluorescent green dust stuck to the corpse's eye sockets, making a crackling sound like burning grease.
"Look above your head!" The barrage of comments filled the screen.
Then there is the national quintessence.
Ye Bai heard his own heavy breathing and the old woman's increasingly ferocious and terrifying face.
She grabbed him by the hair and let the two mummies press down on him.
Ye Bai struggled hard, kicking with his legs and punching the mummy's body with his fists.
He was hit hard on the head.
The old lady seemed to feel very comfortable and smiled with her eyes narrowed.
But she didn't stop there.
An inexplicable force forcibly flipped Ye Bai sideways and to the side.
Ye Bai lay on the carpet and looked up.
A slender and slim figure stood up slowly, wearing a black dress and with loose black hair.