Nightmare Attack

Chapter 583

Chapter 583

Without hesitation, he grabbed the rabbit's ears and pulled them out of the soil, but the force feedback from his hands made him encounter great resistance.

At this time, just as the moonlight was shining into the well, he saw a pale hand protruding from the soil, clutching the rabbit's body tightly.

The hand was very small, and he could tell it was a child by looking at it. As he exerted force, the hand was pulled continuously, and more of the body buried under the soil was exposed.

"How so?" While seeing the corpse clearly, Pan Du sat down on the ground.

After 20 years, the body has not decomposed at all.

The girl still kept her dead face with her eyes closed.

The long eyelashes were mixed with dirt, as if she had just been killed and thrown here.

"No, no! It's all an illusion, an illusion!"

Pan Du's mental tension has not yet collapsed. It is entirely based on a belief that as long as he destroys his sister's body, he will be free.

But after actually seeing his sister's body, he realized that the fear of the latter had always existed, and he was just escaping.

The next second, his hand was suddenly grabbed by a cold little hand.

Pan Du turned his stiff neck mechanically, and a pale but delicate face appeared in front of him.

The little face was still stained with dirt, exuding a strange smell mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

"Brother." The girl opened her mouth, and her mouth was pitch black, like a bottomless pit, "You finally came to see me."

"You still love me, right? That was just an accident." The girl grasped Pan Du's hand tightly, leaving a dark palm print on it.

"Why did this happen?" Pandu fell to the ground, surrounded by unprecedented fear, he crawled backwards, trying to stay away, "You are dead, you are already dead! How can you still be here ?!"

"I'm waiting for you, brother, I've been waiting here for you."

"I know, you will definitely come back to see me." The girl's voice sounded okay at first, but after being reflected by the well wall, her voice kept stirring in the well, and her voice became more and more sharp, and finally almost pierced the eardrum .

Pan Du's inner defense completely collapsed. He knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose. It was my adoptive parents. They did something wrong, and I had no other choice."

"I have been blaming myself for the past 20 years. I shouldn't have killed you. Please forgive me!"

The younger sister's eyes glowed strangely, and the corners of her eyes were raised upwards, showing a smile that was not a smile, "Yes brother, 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, you have grown up and seen the outside world, But I have always been like this, buried in the well, only it is with me."

She pointed out her little finger, and she was talking about the plush rabbit.

At this moment, the rabbit fell to the ground, lost its previous look, and turned back to that ordinary plush toy.

It seems that if Pan Du is brought down to the bottom of the well, its mission is over.

"Sister, I will, I will make it up to you, I will make it up to you more!" Pan Du looked at his sister's face, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his heart.

He had seen this similar expression before, in the basement of the police station, and the corpse of the Taoist priest in Feng's house.

Although his sister's expression was not as exaggerated, it gave him the same feeling.

"Giggle" there was a creepy laugh, and the younger sister in front of him leaned closer, getting closer and closer to him, "Brother, I also want to live, and I also want to leave here to experience life in the outside world."

"Can you?" The girl's voice changed abruptly, "Lend me your skin, let me go out and see the outside world!"

As soon as the words fell, Pan Du had no time to be afraid, when he suddenly felt something wriggling in his body.

Many, strips, with a sharp touch, seem to want to pierce the skin and get out from inside.

"What?" Pan Du cried loudly while scratching his body, "What did you put in my body, help! Help me!"

He hoped that someone in the village outside could hear the cry for help, but here was the bottom of a deep well.

And what he didn't know was that the village outside hadn't changed since he appeared.

Even the lights have not changed, and no one has appeared.

"Thorn-"

There was a sound of cloth being torn, and under Pan Du's shocked, even desperate eyes, he tore the skin on his arm with his own hands.

But no blood flowed out, and under the stretched almost transparent skin, there was not even flesh and blood, but was stuffed with dry straw.

He could clearly see the bellflower on the straw, which was very rough, like a scarecrow in a wheat field.

"Why? Why is this happening?" Pan Du looked at his body and wailed helplessly.

There were more and more straws, sticking out from all parts of his body, and he felt suffocated. At the same time, there was a strong friction in his throat, and countless straws began to flow out of his mouth.

Then came the nose, ears, and even eyes.

The sharp straw pierced his eyeballs and swarmed out of the eye sockets. At the last moment of his life, he saw the girl stretch out her hand and ruthlessly tore at him.

A complete piece of human skin fell off, and was then covered by the girl.

And he could only reluctantly bend his arm that had been completely straw, and stretched helplessly towards the girl, "Pippi. Give me back my skin."

The voice in his throat no longer resembles a person.

In the dry well, a scarecrow twisted its body, and the bright moonlight was shining. Beside the scarecrow, there was an unwanted rabbit doll.

Its daybreak.

At this moment, everyone is gathered in one room, and even if no one speaks, they can still feel the invisible pressure in the air.

All eyes were on the man lying on the bed.

Pandu.

Not long ago, they were awakened by a burst of exclamation, and then they saw this weird scene.

Pan Duping was lying on the bed, with his hands crossed on his chest, the strange thing was that his face was exactly the same as those who died!

His skin was pale, as if he had been drained of blood, his eyebrows were raised exaggeratedly, the corners of his eyes were raised, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He had an indescribably strange appearance.

But there is no doubt that he was recruited and became the first victim in the mission.

Dead people are very common in supernatural events, but there are not many such unexplained deaths.

From the looks of it, he was just sleeping obediently, and didn't do anything special like going out at night.

"He should have violated some kind of taboo during the day, which led to being killed by ghosts at night." Chen Qiang gave a reasonable hypothesis.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhao Xingguo, who hadn't spoken much, grabbed his hand and pressed it to Pan Du's chest.

In the next second, Chen Qiang's expression changed drastically.

(End of this chapter)