Zhang ying is a rough sweep to determine that the number of these heads is definitely not one hundred.
Among those ferocious and horrible skulls, the head of the Ukrainian husband is impressively inlaid, which looks as if he had been tortured before he died.
The most important thing is that Zhang Sheng saw a head with closed eyes and a peaceful face in these tortured heads.
"That’s … my head? ！”
Shock, pain, disbelief, inexplicably ignorant …
Zhang Sheng couldn’t believe it. Looking at the center of the inlaid banyan tree surrounded by its head like a moon, he felt that his three views had suffered an unprecedented impact.
"But … I am here!"
This moment Zhang ying’s memory goes back to the time when he just gave Pei Wende the door.
Pei Wende seems to be very wary of his unconscious hand touching the waist dog leg knife at that moment.
"You … knew from that time?"
With a sad face and turned his head, Zhang looked at him without saying a word. Pei Wende’s tone was full of pleading.
He hope Pei Wende can deny his own speculation and his own statement.
"You’re dead."
However, in response to Zhang Sheng, Pei Wendenai nodded and his eyes flashed with compassion and anger
"Your body was already dead the night you attended Aunt Lu’s first seven days."
"And the black watchman may have died to save you in this ghost domain."
Chapter 25 Earthbound Spirit
"I … am already dead?"
The tone reveals the incredible fact that he has not accepted his death, and Zhang Sheng repeats it.
"How could I die like this?"
"I have to go to Beijing to take the exam. I still have my parents, wife and children at home. How could I die like this?"
In the face of mental breakdown, Zhang Sheng Peiwende’s face is also somewhat dim.
For this moment Pei Wende remembered that Hui Ji had been to the classification of ghosts with himself.
There are many types of ghosts, and the most tragic thing is to forget everything before you die, even the fact that you are dead.
This kind of ghosts are usually ghosts who are bound by their own wishes before they die, even after they die.
According to Pei Wende’s past life words, such ghosts are the most miserable ghosts.
There is no doubt that Zhang Sheng is this kind of ghost, and he is also the kind of unlucky person who forgets the fact of his death.
"Amitabha!"
It’s rare for Pei Wende to lament with his hands folded. He knew that when Zhang Sheng recalled the fact that he was dead, his ending was doomed.
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"My child …"
Just when Zhang was in a trance and was about to recall the memory of his life, a bitter and penetrating cry suddenly echoed in the whole courtyard
"Give me back my child …"
With this faint sigh, there was a gust of evil wind blowing around.
Then a deep bone marrow chill came from all directions, which made Pei Wende suddenly shudder.
"It’s so cold!"
Pei Wende slowly turned his attention to the sound source-it was facing the courtyard main house.
"Who has seen my child …"
A female ghost with a bloody long skirt and a pale face suddenly appeared in their field of vision in this alert gaze of all people.
Tick tock … Tick tock … Tick tock …
Bloody blood dripped down the skirt of the spectre in red, but she seemed to be aware of a strange and horrible gesture and "moved" in the direction of Wende and them a little bit.
"Is a spectre in red …"
At first glance, Pei Wende was sure that this was the spectre in red in Li Yanran’s mouth
After all, even a mortal can see the grievances clearly, not to mention Pei Wende, a yogi who has already seen the world of Yin and Yang.
"psst!"
I also felt the spectre in red threatening the little green snake, and gradually became serious. The original cold eyes revealed a little chill.
Little green snake, who has a keen sense of vitality, can be sure that this sudden appearance of spectre in red is definitely not an ordinary level ghost.
If you want to make a horizontal comparison, even those ghosts who are the strongest in the mountain are estimated to be comparable.
More importantly, the little green snake in red felt a wisp of evil spirit, and a wisp of light was almost negligible.
"My child …"