The terrifying face suddenly approached, with a smell of burnt fire and raw meat.
"Ah!" Su Qingying howled dryly with a hoarse voice, then backed away in fear, retching non-stop in her throat.
He was already burned enough by the fire, but as soon as this action became intense, his clothes and skin also peeled off like the female ghost he had seen.
On the ground where he crawled, he left a line of blood red marks.
"Don't come here! Don't come here!" he roared hoarsely, almost forgetting the fire in his horror.
He knew that he was also a ghost, but his soul was well preserved as soon as he died, and he was awakened by the ghost exorcist at this time.
In Su Qingying's heart, he is still a living person, how can he adapt to this situation?
Immediately, he was so frightened that two groups fought.
If he hadn't become a dead soul, he would have been scared to pee on the spot.
The miserable female ghost didn't retreat at all, only laughed coldly.
The surrounding fire also seemed to have sensed her anger, burning more fiercely.
Strange to say, after the Wanjia house turned into a post-fire scene, the flames no longer spread elsewhere, but all gathered on Su Qingying's body.
At this moment, his whole body seemed to have turned into a human-shaped fireball. He could only see the fiery red light, and he couldn't see clearly at all.
At the same time, there seemed to be whispers around.
"It hurtsI hurt so much"
"Help me, come, come and save me, I don't want to die"
"Master! Miss! Where are you!"
"Miaomiao, daughter!"
"Daddy! Daddy!"
There are men and women, old and young.
At first, those voices were just humming like mosquitoes, and gradually became louder and clearer, as if they were close to the ears.
Faces distorted by the fire appeared in front of Su Qingying.
In the past, he was kind to him, personally brought him out from the refugee pile, gave him new clothes to wear, gave him hot meals to fill his stomach, and even planned to betroth his daughter to his Master Wan. His face is pained like a ghost;
Lively and industrious, always respectful to his elder brother and inferior to his elder brother, who is both adored and envious of him, his hair is disheveled and wriggling on the ground, but his clothes are burnt to the skin and cannot be peeled off;
The delicate and amiable maid who always helped him deliver gifts for the young lady no longer had the youthful beauty of that time, and her sharp nails kept scratching her face, scratching her face which was already so burned that she couldn't see it. full of blood
"Go away! Go away! You can only blame yourself, it's not my fault! It's not my fault!"
Su Qingying desperately wanted to escape, but the pain was so great that she could only struggle and crawl on the ground with her limbs.
But those voices were always around his ears, those faces were getting closer and closer to him, every pair of eyes was filled with hatred, resentment, and the ferocity of wanting to devour him. gas.
Gradually, Su Qingying couldn't even tell where she was.
He could hear the cries for help from various places in the house, smell the mixed smell of grass and burnt plants in the garden after they were burnt, and see that the beautiful and solid houses slowly lost their usual magnificence in the fire , It became a wooden stake that fell into the fire with a "boom".
I I am in Wanjia?
Why didn't I escape? Shouldn't I leave early?
correct.
liquor!
I must have accidentally drunk the wrong poisoned wine!
Su Qingying was so frightened that she shouted repeatedly: "Help! It's on fire, put out the fire, put out the fire! Save me, save me!"
His hoarse roar was like a whisper in the fire, and it couldn't be heard at all.
No one in Peach Blossom Town noticed that the Wanjia was on fire.
what to do?
Did he actually want to die under his own calculations, disappearing into the fire with the people of the Wan family?
"Ah!" Su Qingying screamed at the sky.
However, the light of the fire had already wrapped him tightly, causing his breath to weaken bit by bit. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com