Chapter 754: I can't help but want to hurt me

Chapter 754, I can do this, and I want to hurt me
Anxious to go to Gongsiyu.
Yuno's long, scalloped fingers continued to seal, and a spiritual butterfly was formed. After sniffing the clothes with the atmosphere of Miyajiyu, the spirit butterfly was overflowing with light and fluttered. Follow all the way.
Naturally, a voter followed her.
Three "Ghost Commanders" in the underworld, one Zhuge Qingyun, Ji Ruchen and Angelica.
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The small courtyard where Gong Lisen's body was parked was quiet and weird.
The wheelchair is on the stone road under the stone steps in the middle of the courtyard.
Facing the hall in the courtyard.
The other courtyard has two entrances and two exits, and there is only one bedroom behind the hall.
Gong Lisen's body is lying in the middle.
There is also the place where temporary autopsy is arranged for criminal police forensic doctors.
The old-fashioned kerosene lamp light is very dim and can barely reach the road under your feet.
Gong Siyu was wearing a coat, a kerosene lamp in one hand, and a kerosene lamp in one hand. He walked through the hall and walked around to the back. Under the cold moonlight, he could see the ancient rhombus wooden door behind the hall open, lying in pitch black. , Can't see who is inside, but can vaguely hear some weird voice.
It was like the sound of a dagger continuously piercing into the flesh.
At this moment, Jian suddenly "poofed" and let out a very stinky fart. Then, his stomach gurgled as if he was going to have diarrhea.
"I...I want to puff puff, my stomach hurts."
The small face of Yanfen carved and jade carved wrinkled, as if unable to hold back, he pinched his nose and headed towards Gong Siyu.
"what did you eat?"
Gong Siyu felt the abnormal noise coming from the dark sleeping house, curled his eyebrows, and lowered his head to ask.
"I... I didn't eat anything. I ate it with you for dinner. Oh, the two anti-fever medicines just now looked like sugar. If you don't eat them, I picked them up and chewed twice. I felt bitter and vomited... …"
But still swallowed a lot.
Yan covered his and struggled.
Gong Siyu put him down, "You can't take medicine indiscriminately."
"I... I can't hold back anymore and can't find the toilet, what should I do?"
He whirled around in a hurry, and made a low voice, as if pulling his pants, miserable.
After a series of farts, it feels like the is coming out.
Gong Siyu’s thin lips hooked slightly, seemingly funny, he looked around, pointed to the dense grass on one side,
just find a grassland to solve it, and it’s time to fertilize.

"No paper..." How do you wipe your ass?
"Find a way by yourself." Gong Siyu raised an eyebrow, indifferent.
"Then...then you don't go in first, when I finish pulling, I will accompany you in."
The cold wind blew on his face, causing Gong Siyu to cough repeatedly and aggravated the high fever.
Like tens of thousands of nerves being burned, his head hurts, but he didn't say.
"What can you do, pull yourself in and find me."
While Gong Siyu was talking, Jian had already ran to the hidden bushes, squatted down, and pulled.
In the room where his father's body was parked, weird noises continued to be heard.
Gong Siyu, wearing a coat and a black turtleneck sweater, stepped across the threshold and carried an oil lamp. His slender and stalwart figure was projected onto the wall in the wing, which was unusually tall and frighteningly cold.
The antique furnishings in the wing were all removed.
The room was empty, with dissecting tools on several wooden tables.
The door was open, and it was obvious that someone stepped in first.
The room was dark and the light was extremely dim.
Due to poor lighting, even moonlight can hardly penetrate the wooden windows and shine through.
There were only a few strands of incense, smoke in the gloom, like monster eyes, gloomy and terrifying.
Behind the Muzhu tent, Gong Siyu carried a lamp, squinted his phoenix eyes, and faintly saw his father’s body in the inner room where his father’s body was parked, standing beside his father’s body.
A figure with a weird posture.
The figure is facing away from him, with a wide arm, as if doing something...
"Lu Qingyun?" Gong Siyu called out with a cold eye.
The wheelchair at the door was the one she was in that day, Gong Siyu remembered.
"What are you doing?" asked coldly, slowly approaching.
But the weird back figure, as if he didn't realize that he was behind him, didn't respond, and continued to maintain a mechanical movement.
The sound of the dagger sticking into the flesh became clearer and clearer as Gong Siyu approached.
It seems that some kind of sticky liquid can be heard.
very disgusting.
This voice, for a moment, made Gong Siyu notice what the woman who was not far away from his father's body was doing with her back facing him.
Destroy the body, vent your anger?
Because her father insisted on divorcing, Lu Qingyun was unwilling and irretrievable. Because of love and hatred, and unable to get the amount of divorce property she wanted, the hatred increased. So now that her father is dead, she uses the body to vent her anger?
The rancid smell in the air mixed with the smell of blood and rust, making Miyajiyu frowned.
Striding the meteor, in three or two steps, Gong Siyu walked behind the weird figure, passed through her head, looked down, and was so furious that he saw his father's flesh and blood, and his dagger-stabbed body, and his internal organs were all covered. Pulling it out, the black sticky blood stained the shroud.
Phoenix eyes shrank suddenly, extremely cold.
Just when Gong Siyu was about to stop the woman wearing a hat in front of him, wearing a thick, woman from further destroying his father's body...
The woman who looked like Lu Qingyun, Gong Siyi's mother with her back to him, turned around with a strange mechanical smile, raised her eyes, and looked at him.
Around the mouth is covered with viscous blood, mixed with human tissues.
Holding a dagger in one hand, and holding a heart that had been gnawed in half in the other.
Pupils are dilated, that is a characteristic that only dead people will manifest.
Her face was as pale as a wall, with traces of blue and purple winding like veins, all over her skin, her entire face was terrifying, her skin was shrinking and dehydrated, corpses were all over her, and her neck was already showing signs of decay. It flees into the nose.
Seeing Lu Qingyun's true face for an instant.
Gong Siyu was shocked.
This can't be a living person!
Lu Qingyun's dead gray eyes stared at Gong Siyu's body coldly, her blood-stained mouth, and she made weird "chuckles" from time to time. She was not like a living person at all, but she had an autonomous consciousness.
Through the dim light, she seemed to recognize Miyajiyu, which was close at hand.
Suddenly he opened his mouth wide, uttered a hoarse voice, screamed with hatred, opened his gray eyes with a strange and terrifying smile, raised the dagger fiercely, and was about to stab Miyajiyu's chest.
There is no fear in the eyes, and the forest is cold and warm.
Gong Siyu curled his lips and sneered. Despite having a high fever and a splitting headache, he raised a hand and strangled Lu Qingyun's wrist holding the dagger with no effort.
"With this ability, you want to hurt me?"
Just hearing a "click", Lu Qingyun's wrist bones were forcibly severed by Gong Siyu!
Lu Qingyun didn't seem to have a painful nerve. Seeing that his wrist was broken and his palm hanging there, he was still smiling slyly.
The dagger fell to the ground with a bang!
at the same time!
A cold figure hiding in a dark corner, suddenly! quietly! He sneaked up behind Miyajiyu!
Lightning flint for an instant!
(End of this chapter)