Midnight Bookstore

Chapter 105: When I Go to Hell, I Will Finally Return!

The white cat’s fur was as white as snow. It looked like the most exquisite and pure white in the world. It had a rare liveliness and clarity.

However, its shadow was black, a kind of despairing black. It was like the tentacles of a devil that extended from the ground, spreading and covering.

Accompanied by…

It was a curse and despair!

The glint in the cat’s eyes was identical to the one in Liang Chuan’s eyes. The crimson depths were like boiling lava, suffocating!

If one looked carefully,

From the cat’s eyes, Chen Ge could still make out the screams of ghosts and the mountain of bones.

A pair of cat eyes.

The deepest part of hell was also the most terrifying portrait.

That was Purgatory.

That was Asura.

It was the place where all living beings rested in peace and finally went mad.

It was the origin of life.

It was the home of everything!

And that place…

Even ordinary ghostly servants were not qualified to approach him.

Because there, there was no difference between a ghost and a normal vengeful ghost.

“Meow!”

The cat meows.

It echoed through the entire old street.

The Infernal Ghost Messengers that swarmed over were stunned.

At that moment, they seemed to have forgotten that they were actually in the Yang-Realm. It was as if they had returned to hell, back to that dark place.

In the Yang Realm,

They were mysterious existences that were out of people’s sight. They existed in fantasy novels and myths. They were no different from the old immortals on the mountains. In fact, they were more down-to-earth, and people feared them like tigers!

And in Yin Si, in hell, they were just the lowest class of civil servants.

As the cat meowed,

The dull redness in Liang Chuan’s eyes gradually recovered. There was no longer any blood flowing out of his eyes. What was supposed to flow had already dried up. However, the redness gathered once again.

In fact,

It was even better than before!

The theme of tonight.

Revenge.

Before,

It was the prelude!

Below,

This was the real movement!

My dead friend,

I will take your souls,

Witness everything that happened tonight!

My blood has run dry.

Below,

It’s your turn…

His ten fingers moved again, and his pale fingers danced. He was playing, he was acting. In this midnight night, he was playing his own notes.

All the listeners,

They had to die!

Within the ghost soldier, three more ghost soldiers appeared. Their eyes were red and they attacked their companions without hesitation.

Catch me,

You used the lives of the people around me to force me.

You think you are on the side of justice.

You think nothing of me.

“You look down on ants like me who came back as a stowaway.

You think you’re high and mighty,

“You think you are very honorable.

“You think that your will is correct.

So today,

I want to see.

You…

How noble could he be!

I want to see.

Do you all know how to cry?

Will it hurt?

Will you panic?

You…

Was he like an ordinary person?

After I cut open your bright outer garments and identities,

Whether

It also had fear!

He crossed his fingers, and the shaking was twice as fast as before. The notes of death poured out. Inside the shop, the ghosts were in a mess, and they started to kill each other.

Someone had been controlled a second ago to attack his companion.

But the next second,

He was out of control again. When he was confused, his friend who had just been attacked retaliated.

One after another, they turned into puppets in front of Liang Chuan.

He could do whatever he wanted.

He could play whatever he wanted.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Toying with you,

Toying with you.

Watching you kill each other in fear and indecision,

This is me.

A gift for all of you!

“You said that I wanted to be a judge and committed a great crime.

Today…

I am as you wish.

I’ll sentence you to death!

In the corner of the shop, the little girl was licking her wounds with her tongue.

He watched everything with his mouth agape.

She saw her colleagues in front of her killing each other crazily without mercy.

She saw the redness in their eyes flicker.

She saw the man they were chasing leaning against the door frame.

His eyes were red.

But there was a smile on her lips.

Admiring everything!

Everything was so unreal and hopeless.

This was a dream.

This was definitely a dream.

I must be in a dream.

He must be dreaming!

Yes.

This is not true.

That was definitely not true.

How could this be real!

If Zhou Ze were here and saw that the little loli was scared silly, he would probably sigh in his heart.

At that moment, she was really frightened into an ordinary cute loli.

curled up there,

Trembling.

Unfortunately, she was a soul and did not have a physical body.

Otherwise, if Zhou Ze was here, he could still lift up her skirt to see if she would pee in her pants.

Of course, in Tongcheng City, which was more than 2,000 kilometers away from Chengdu, it was not as if Zhou Ze could not sense anything. His right palm and the location of the mark were constantly emitting piercing pain. The pain was so unbearable that Zhou Ze could only clench his fist tightly.

Although he was not sure what had happened,

However, Zhou Ze had a premonition.

That was the little loli who would bring him trouble if she returned to Tong City. Now, she was in huge trouble. The key to the Gates of Hell that she had left for him was being shifted. This meant that she was gradually losing control of the key!

Once she really could not come back,

This key…

It was his, and it was… completely his!

He had the documents and the keys.

He was the legitimate Infernal Ghost Messenger!

…

Chengdu.

Old Street

Chaotic.

Chaotic.

It was a complete mess.

North of Old Street

They became a pot of porridge.

“When I went to hell,

They would walk on the path paved with bones.

When I went to hell,

Pick the most beautiful Resurrection Lily. ”

Looking at this crazy scene,

Liang Chuan smiled happily.

He recited softly, as if he was the narrator of this crazy and tragic farce.

The stage was so bloody that it was almost dripping with blood.

Her fingertips were still dancing.

The melody was still pouring.

It was not over yet.

They could not stop.

The white cat’s body was already soaked in blood, slowly dyeing its pure white fur red. However, the white cat stood there resolutely, next to Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan’s eyes could no longer be seen. They were deeply sunken and his entire body had become somewhat withered, as if a gust of wind could knock him down.

But the bloody glow in his eye sockets…

However, it continued to undulate.

Not enough.

Not enough.

Really,

Not enough!

“When I went to hell,

He would drink the turbidest spring water.

When I went to hell,

Passing through the endless curse;

When I went to hell,

Facing the darkness of nothingness. ”

To these ghostly servants, the chanting was like a death warrant, urging them to push this massacre to a higher, higher level. It urged them to thrust their weapons even harder into the bodies of their companions.

Some souls were shattering.

Screams echoed.

There was a roar.

They knew what they were doing.

However, the most painful thing was that they knew what they were doing!

They could not stop.

He could not stop.

They had already lost their sense of self and could only complete their actions under the man’s gaze.

…

It was as if they could really feel it. A judge was standing before them, holding a pen and telling them about their crimes, sending them to the execution ground!

But since ancient times,

Only they, the ghostly servants, would escort others to hell and put them into a pot of oil before collecting their filial piety.

When had they ever been tied up like this?

Kill!

It continued.

Despair.

It continued to spread.

“When I went to hell,

He would be buried in the endless sea of blood.

When I went to hell,

Offering to the Devil;

When I went to hell,

Will indulge in loneliness;

When I went to hell,

will never look back. ”

The chanting became faster and faster, and the rhythm became clearer and clearer. Liang Chuan began to forget himself more and more. He was immersed in the rhythm that did not exist and was creating an atmosphere for himself.

When a normal person saw this, they would think that there was something wrong with his brain. It was the entertainment of a mental patient.

Only…

The group of odd-job workers in the shop.

He truly experienced this kind of terror and despair!

“When I went to hell,

No longer lost.

When I went to hell,

He would no longer be indecisive;

When I went to hell,

Abandon thinking;

When I went to hell,

Set aside the mess. ”

The faceless woman, who had been kneeling in the corner, began to recite the exact same words as Liang Chuan. She slowly stood up.

She held out her hand.

She lifted her hair.

The originally faceless her,

His facial features were slowly protruding.

At this moment…

There was no struggle.

He did not resist.

As they chanted,

It was as if many things had been settled!

The mouth opened.

Her red lips, tongue, teeth, and face became clear.

It was a moving face.

This was a pretty face.

It was a young face.

The woman looked at Liang Chuan and sang with him.

Liang Chuan reached out and patted the woman’s head like he was caressing his own sister.

Her dream was to become an apostle of hell. She was infatuated and dedicated to it.

Therefore,

He gave her this chance.

This was her choice. There was no hesitation, no sadness, and no concern.

The two looked at each other and continued to recite:

“When I went to hell,

The past will be buried;

When I went to hell,

It will cover the future.

When I went to hell,

I will no longer exist in this world! ”

By the time the chant reached this point, the white cat had already turned into a blood-colored cat. It prostrated itself. It could not hold on any longer. Liang Chuan slowly leaned against the door frame and sat down.

Using his last bit of strength,

He recited the last sentence:

“When I went to hell,

He will finally return! ”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!…

Ghostly souls,

One by one, they self-destructed.

One by one, they disappeared from the world.

It was as if he was giving this piece of music.

The painting was unique to it.

Cease the talisman.