Chapter 82: Death is here
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Big Boss Villain, Don’t Turn Black!
- 猫毛儒
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- 2021-03-02 09:40:19
Taisha was surprised and said first, "The people here believe in death!"
No wonder Taisha will be surprised. It is really incredible. The statues in the church are usually crucified or the kind and beloved Virgin Mary, but they are now in this one. The church, obviously, is a grim reaper with a long-handled scythe, a black cloak and a hooded skeleton. Grim reaper is the reaper of life, but not the giver of the gospel. Others can’t avoid death, how can they believe it? What about him?
As a boy, Thomas has much courage and great acceptance. He lamented, "It really is the world's largest, and there are no exceptions. I have seen it on the Internet. There are often strange things happening in this small town. Is this here a pagan? focus?"
A cold wind blew in from the door, the sun set, the moon had not yet risen, only a faint starlight.
The church was even darker.
And the statue of the of death can make people feel hairy just by staring at it.
Su Mu raised the goose bumps, she was not as concerned as Thomas and Tessa, and quietly stood closer to them, she did not dare to speak loudly, "Here is too spooky...We shall leave first Right."
"Oh, lovely Su, you have been saying that you want to leave since you came. Since we have all come, let us experience these strange encounters." Thomas said: "We will all graduate, but this is our future A wealth of youth memory."
That also requires you to have the life to spend your youth!
Thomas's crush, Tessa, also said: "Relax, Su, the three of us are here, and it will be fine."
Su Mu closed her mouth. She said that no one could change the protagonist's journey to death.
Thomas took another step closer to the statue of death, and it seemed that he found it very interesting. "It seems that there are people here who believe in death. Since they believe in death, these people will certainly make a wish. I don’t know what the believers of death will promise. desire."
"Maybe it's to pray that the of death should not take them away?" Tessar immediately thought of this sentence.
A gust of wind blew in from outside the door, and the old relief in disrepair on top of the head, the existing cracks cracked even bigger.
Thomas said: "Let's make a wish as well!"
auzw.com Taisha asked: "What are you praying for?"
"I want to pray for the of death, and I will take away my soul in another hundred years."
"Then I also pray... that the of death will allow me and my family to live longer."
On the ceiling, the cracks of the relief spread further, and a quiet spider quickly crawled away.
"Hey, Su!" Thomas turned back and asked Su Mu, who was not so pretty, "What do you want?"
Su Mu glanced at Thomas, and hurriedly glanced at the statue of Grim Reaper staring into the abyss. She did not believe in these Western gods at all, plus she was dissatisfied with her being dragged into the plot by force. Sentence: "My wish...hehe, my wish is simple, I hope that the of death can be healthy, happy every day, happy, and not be harassed by your vulgar human beings with all kinds of stupid wishes."
With a click, the embossed ceiling finally fell.
Su Mu, who heard the sound, looked up, and she only saw the stone ceiling falling towards the top of her head. Subconsciously, she closed her eyes and raised her hands to hug her head.
"Slap".
Su Mu didn't feel pain, but felt that she was splashed with warm liquid. After a while, she heard the boy's scream, "Tai Sha!"
Su Mu opened her eyes, and the scene in front of her made her a little dazed. Taisha with brown hair and blue eyes fell to the ground, and a relief-carved stone fell from her high ceiling and hit her head. Stopped flowing out from under the stone slab, and still vaguely seen in the red blood, with white...brain plasma.
Taisha's body didn't move. Even more, she didn't have time to make any sound.
Su Mu drew back his gaze, then looked at Thomas, who fell down on the ground, and finally looked up, and looked at the roof without a ceiling above his head.
No... it’s not a question of why something falling vertically will deviate from the track.
What she should think is...
The hostess of TMD is dead! How to play the next plot! ! !