Su Wangsheng, once again, felt the terror from the child.
Last time in the villa, when Ning Su asked him to touch the child, he was stared at by the child with that terrifying look that made people go crazy.
Even though the child was not staring at him now.
Su Wangsheng subconsciously glanced at Zhu Shuangshuang and saw her holding her chest, struggling to breathe.
Su Wangsheng quietly stood in front of her and looked at the child standing silently.
Under the blood moon, the scarred male bride had no shadow.
The child did, but only half of him.
That half of the small shadow was strangely stuck to the ground, connected to his little feet.
The scarred man's hand holding the knife trembled, and he felt the same sensation as he did at the wedding.
At the wedding, he didn't want to kneel at all, but some force pressed him down and had to kneel on the ground. It was a natural suppression that he couldn't resist, no matter how strong he was.
He saw black patterns creeping up the child's face and the only hand left on his body, becoming deeper and denser.
The patterns crawled around his black eye sockets and, against his white-grey skin, looked like cracks. The eye sockets without eyeballs seemed to be about to crack open.
At the same time, cracks appeared on the ground, and the land in the village began to tremble.
In a few distance away, the wailing in the villa suddenly increased, and the real cries of ghosts and animals echoed around the village.
Excited or painful screams mingled in the night sky, accompanied by the sound of doors being knocked open in every household.
It was lively for a moment, then it became out of control.
The scarred man did not understand. He only put a knife on the neck of a pig held by the child. How did it become like this?
Before he could react, the ghost child with black patterns all over his face opened his purple mouth, froze for a moment, and then screamed at him.
The sound waves of that sound were like something solid, instantly pushing the scarred man dozens of meters away, breaking everything in his body. His shattered self fell onto the grass, startling a green firefly.
The four people behind the child listened to the shaking of Huaiyang Village and looked at all this in shock.
Chen Tian gritted his teeth and stopped shaking. "Could he be the Ghost Master?"
Others had mentioned this child to him before, and he had said to pay attention to this child. However, there were too many things happening, and he had not seen this child again, so he temporarily forgot.
Hearing him say this, Chen Qing was silent for two seconds.
When she was at the slaughterhouse with Ning Su, the other asked if the child was the Ghost Master. She thought Ning Su was just grasping at straws.
Who could have thought that this child was so terrifying?
"Ning Su asked him before, and he doesn't seem to be," Chen Qing added. "But he didn't say he wasn't either. At that time, I didn't think he would be so frightening."
The child cleared the way for them and continued to run with the little pig without delay.
Just as Chen Qing finished speaking, while they were still in shock, the child had taken a few steps and fell to the ground with a "plop."

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Salted Fish Zombie
Romansa{This story and translation is not mine, for offline purposes only. All credits go to author and translator } Title: 咸鱼小丧尸 OG Author: 芷衣 Translator: Wyrd Translation Chapters: 187 Status: Ongoing Ning Su's hair is soft, his skin is pale, his expre...