C42 (1/2)

Looking at the water vapor that gradually dissipated like mist and finally disappeared, I suddenly jolted. Recalling the thing that appeared in my room that night, I couldn't help but feel a little scared. I quickly turned my head back, but I couldn't see anything other than the empty street.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

After finally getting to the rented room, I closed the door without saying anything further. I grabbed the bracelet that my grandfather had made for me from the locust tree. I didn't even have time to take a bath before I sat down and started chanting the Rebirth Spell.

It's not that this spell is that powerful, it's just that until now, I have been able to use this kind of incantation, so it's hard for me not to think about it.

To be honest, this curse seems to have some effect. After reciting it for a while, I felt a stream of warmth coming from the locust wooden bracelet, causing my entire body to feel at ease.

But just to be cautious, I repeated it several more times before I opened my eyes.

However, he didn't feel anything when he didn't open his eyes. As soon as he opened them, he was immediately startled and cried out in alarm.

At some point in time, that woman in the red dress had come into my room and was staring at me. Her pale face was like a mask in a horror movie and her gaze was so evil that I nearly peed my pants.

”Haha!” A weird laugh could be heard as the lady dressed in red floated in front of me like the wind.

”You. What are you doing? ” I tried my best to remain calm, but I still couldn't stop my tongue from ending. As I watched her slowly move forward, I unconsciously took a few steps back.

”Are you walking the Yin?” The lady in red seemed exceptionally happy when she saw my frightened expression. There was a strange smile on her face and her voice was as ear-piercing as the sound of the wind blowing through the door.

I gently nodded my head as I felt my cheeks heat up. I thought to myself that it would probably be too embarrassing for me to do such a thing.

The woman didn't answer me. Instead, she reached out her slender and pale hand towards my chest. I wanted to step back, but I couldn't move my body. I couldn't even muster a bit of strength.

Could it be that this was also caused by this woman in the red dress?

However, I am not the original Wu Meng. I remember there was a move in Yi Yun's diary called ”Waking up from the dead”, which was called ”Waking up from the dead,” and relying on the sharp pain to boost my spirit, then using the blood on my tongue to repel the ghost's attack.

However, this was very damaging to his vitality.

However, seeing the red dressed lady's finger getting closer and closer to my chest, I couldn't care less anymore. Thus, I fiercely bit down on the tip of my tongue.

At the same time, I borrowed the pain that I felt to finally regain my mobility. Without saying anything further, I spurt out a mouthful of fresh blood, catching the lady in red off guard and spraying her with it.

The moment the blood mist hit her, it released a cloud of smoke. The woman in the red dress wailed and retreated a few steps. The originally neat red dress suddenly shattered.

Seeing that her clothes were untidy, I felt a little embarrassed and unconsciously looked away.

But when I saw what was happening to her, I fell to the ground in horror.

At this time, the woman's whole body was charred like it was on fire, and in many places, black bones were exposed. The most terrifying thing was her face, except for her left eye which was still in good condition, it looked like a hill that had been hit by tar bullets, completely devoid of any human shape.

I couldn't help but shout out in surprise before retreating a few steps back. I indistinctly shouted to the woman who was walking towards me, ”Don't come over here. If you come over here again, I'll spray it out again.”

At this moment, I already had a bit of confidence in myself. I didn't expect that a casual mouthful of blood would have such power. If I were to spray another mouthful of blood, wouldn't this red dressed lady's soul scatter?

”Don't be afraid, I'm not here to harm you.” The red dressed woman's voice sounded desolate, her arms hanging down like charcoal.