Like the theater, the inside of the shrine is covered with a layer of red cloth.

Zhang Yi stretched out two fingers, pulled off the red cloth, and saw the black and white photo of Zhang Shulai in the shrine.

Old beast, we meet again.

Zhang Yi stared at the photo. As long as he smashed the shrine, the hotel would collapse and he could return to reality.

But can we just go back like this?

Zhang Yi looked back at Yang Yang who was still looking for his sister like crazy.

"Xia Tao, Xia Tao!!"

Yang Yang searched around and finally stopped suddenly. He stared at the hairpin under the sofa, walked forward and took the hairpin in his hand.

This is my sister's hairpin.

Yang Yang looked around, his hands digging frantically in the charred ruins.

Not long after, he dug out a piece of clothing. The style of the clothing was exactly the same as the one in the photo.

But it was already covered in blood.

"Xia Tao..."

Yang Yang held the clothes in his hands, looked around blankly, and then looked at Zhang Yi.

When confused, confused, and anxious eyes are focused on your own eyes.

Zhang Yi felt that his heart was also stung.

This has nothing to do with me.

Reason is telling him to stay away from this muddy water as soon as possible, because he has heard the footsteps getting closer and closer in the corridor.

Obviously, it is impossible to deal with the headless woman behind him with his own strength alone.

Smashing the shrine and returning to reality as soon as possible is the wisest and safest approach.

Can……

I'm so unwilling.

Zhang Yi slowly clenched his fists and looked at the black and white photo in the shrine.

"Little mice, where else can you run?"

A woman's voice came from the corridor, but the huge figure walked slower and slower in the corridor.

"Eh!"

At this time, the woman raised her arm and looked at the silk thread wrapped around her arm in confusion.

"Hey..." A teasing smile appeared on the woman's lips.

Then he pulled hard and a lot of the surrounding silk threads were torn off.

"ah!"

At the same time, a scream sounded in the corridor.

Yang Yang, who was already at a loss, began to tremble as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Xia Tao!"

Yang Yang looked outside the door, as if he realized something, and rushed out the door holding his clothes.

He stretched out his palms tremblingly, held the silk threads floating in the air in his palms, and looked at them carefully.

It's not some black silk thread, but my sister's hair.

He raised his head and stared at the ceiling above his head carefully.

Looking through the dense hair, he saw a blurry piece of human skin spread neatly on the ceiling.

"Xia Tao!"

Yang Yang's eyes turned red, and his chest hurt as if it was about to burst.

He always thought that his sister was just trapped on the third floor.

But only now did I know that Xia Tao was skinned alive by the chef in such a cruel way and turned into a monster guarding the third floor.

Seeing Yang Yang who was in agony, the woman who had already walked to the door stopped in front of Yang Yang as if she had discovered a new world.

One finger held up Yang Yang's chin.

"Does it hurt? Do you hate it? Don't worry, the more painful things are yet to come."

The woman said, reaching out to grab the hair that was wrapped around her body.

These hair strands, which are enough to cut evil spirits into pieces, only leave light white traces on the woman's skin, which cannot be seen even if you don't look carefully.

The woman's fingers picked up a handful of hair and pulled hard.

"ah!"

On the ceiling, the girl's screams became more intense, and drops of blood sprinkled on Yang Yang's face, undoubtedly stabbing him hard in the heart.

"No! Stop it, stop it!!"

Seeing the woman raise her palm again, Yang Yang immediately fell in front of the woman and hugged the woman's boots.

"Please, hold your hand high, I'll give you whatever you want.

Me, look at me, my heart, my liver, whatever I have, I will give it all to you..."

Yang Yang's humbleness was rewarded with the woman's happy mood.

He raised his leg and kicked Yang Yang away. Before Yang Yang could stand up, the huge boot stepped down on Yang Yang's chest.

There were at least sixty yards of shoe upper, almost covering Yang Yang's chest.

But the shoe was in the air, and the woman found that she couldn't step on it anymore.

A tendril of flesh snuck under my feet. When I opened my eyes, I found that it was dense hair pulling tightly on the soles of my boots.

"Interesting, so interesting. Are you a couple?"

"She's my sister!"

"Oh, brother-sister love..." The woman's mouth became more and more playful, and the strength under her feet gradually began to increase little by little, "That's really interesting."

As she spoke, the woman stretched out her palm, swept it through the air, grabbed a lot of hair in her hand, and pulled it down hard.

Blood dripped along the hair and onto the woman's hands.

"Either I trample your brother to death, or I tear off all your hair bit by bit,

How long can you hold on?

Hiss~~

This damn farewell,

It really excites me…”

The woman put her other hand on her chest, her face flushed, and she held the hair in her hand tightly. She even deliberately relaxed the muscles in her palm to make a bloody mark appear on her hair...

"Click!"

Large pieces of hair were torn off.

The blood sprinkled down like big raindrops.

The woman's feet slowly increased their strength, and the huge force caused the entire ceiling to twist painfully.

"Xia Tao... let go..."

Yang Yang felt the weight on his chest getting bigger and bigger, and raised one hand in the air.

In a daze, he saw his sister crying...

The headless woman was enjoying this morbid sadistic pleasure, and her body was trembling with excitement.

However, a discordant sound interrupted her climax.

"There's another thing I think you can consider, for example, get out of here now!"

When she heard this familiar and disgusting sound, the whiskers on the top of her head split open like a wild cat that was stimulated, revealing her red eyeballs and looking forward.

I saw Zhang Yi carrying the shrine on his back and walking out of the room step by step.

"Boom!"

The shrine was placed heavily on the ground, and the black and white photo in the shrine made the woman's pupils gradually tighten.

"cough!"

Zhang Yi coughed lightly, put one hand on the shrine, and patted the shrine in his arms:

"Come! Let me introduce you, this is my dad."

There will be more tonight. If nothing happens, I will finish writing the copy today. If the next update is not finished, I will continue to add updates.
Chapter completed!