The fog rolled violently, and the displayed picture became extremely unstable, and there was also a clear sense of separation in the successive time.
"what!"
In the miserable cry, the beautiful blue eyes of Gerhardtaff were caught by Mrs. Silver Fern.
Dark red blood ran down her white cheeks, dripping onto the neat nun's clothes, and dripping onto the clean floor of the church.
Mrs. Silverfern swallowed two eyeballs into her belly, and wiped the blood on her plump lips with her weak and boneless fingers. The thin white gauze floated on her body, and a few black and purple eyes and bulging blood vessels appeared on her smooth back. Spreading out from the eyes, very disgusting.
Gerstaff groped to get up from the ground, held the cross tightly and started to pray, Lady Silver Fern's face sank, and she kicked her to the ground again.
The mist turned and changed again, and the beautiful woman, Sister Jessica, hugged Mrs. Silverfern's thigh tightly, and she was crying to Gorgasthaffe. But the next moment, her body was hung upside down on the statue of the Virgin. The dazzling blood red was washing the milky white statue of the Virgin, and her round eyes gradually lost their luster.
Gerstaff with sunken eyes knelt on the ground and prayed. Her expression was hopeful and full of despair. After her eyes were pulled out, Mrs. Silverfern's image changed dramatically. Spiral double horns appeared on her head. The bat wings are spread out on the back, and there is a long tail, which is the image of the devil in the Bible.
However, Shao Zifeng guessed that this was what Ge Jiastave imagined. After all, after her eyes were gouged out, she could no longer see anything.
The fog changed again, and the flesh and blood on Gerstaff's head was blurred. The originally beautiful blonde hair was torn off, and the end was connected with flesh and blood. The beautiful girl who had been tortured before was inhuman.
Shao Zifeng clenched his fists tightly, and his chest was full of anger.
Perhaps it was because of the growth trajectory of the girl he witnessed, or perhaps it was the influence of empathy, Shao Zifeng couldn't help but feel a killing intent even though he knew that this was a memory fragment of Ge Jiastave.
He closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore, but he could see clearly what was happening in the perception horizon.
The picture kept flashing, and each time Gerhardtaff's body would be damaged to varying degrees, but each time she would stand up strong and continue to fail to complete the prayer.
[Our Lady of God, ask God for us sinners now and on our deathbed, amen]
Finally, Gerstaff finished her last prayer, and her life came to an end.
The angle of view began to look down from the top, as if the soul of Gerstaff was watching her from out of body. She spread out her mutilated hands, lying on the smooth floor of the church covered in bruises and bruises. before the Madonna.
Ding!
The blood-stained cross landed on the floor with a crisp sound, and the bright red blood flowed under her. The messy bloodstains outlined complex patterns on the smooth floor, like an evil sacrificial ceremony.
The image of Mrs. Silver Fern's devil disappeared, revealing her original appearance, but her back was covered with evil eyes, and her white jade-like arms were bulging with ugly blood vessels.
With a satisfied smile on its face, it took out Gerstaff's heart and placed it on the altar. Blood flowed along the intricate gold-painted patterns on the altar. The altar trembled and slowly cracked a dark hole in the middle. , the figure of Mrs. Silver Fern disappeared.
The altar was closed again, and the fallen candles rolled down, burying the blood-stained cross.
At the same time, the fog in the perception horizon was surging frantically, and the pictures of Gerhardtaff's short life continued to emerge in the fog, and the strange blood pattern under her body emerged with black air, pouring into her body.
Click click!
There are fine cracks in all the pictures, and the characters are constantly changing like a dislocated mirror.
hum!
Just as the picture was about to dissipate, a holy light descended from the sky and enveloped Gerstaff's corpse. I don't know if it was the real manifestation of the Virgin or her fantasy at the end of her life.
Shao Zifeng opened his eyes, the candles flickered in the church, Qiuqiu purred slightly in his arms, and the big cat sharply raised his head and glanced at them and continued to sleep.
When he took his hand away from the Spirit of Resentment's forehead, Shao Zifeng hesitated for a moment, then put his hand on its head again. He looked directly at Ge Jiastave's pale face, and gently stroked the Spirit of Resentment's sparse hair. The voice: "Gestaph?"
The spirit of resentment was stunned, and a large amount of black-red liquid suddenly poured out from its dark eyes, rushing into Shao Zifeng's arms and crying loudly.
Shao Zifeng hugged its head with pity, and the softness in his heart seemed to be hit: "Cry, just cry out your grievances."
"Woooooo."
At this moment, Qiuqiu was awakened by the cry, and it rubbed its eyes with its small paws, and then saw a scene that shocked the ball.
Qiuqiu was shocked, and his little paws kept shaking.
Eggs
Eggy didn't even let go of such an ugly head, and hooked up with other dogs while she was sleeping, and it wasn't the first time! !
After all, Aqiu paid by mistake!
The more Qiuqiu thought about it, the more aggrieved, he clenched his small paw and hammered it on Shao Zifeng's chest, and cried out loudly.
"puff!"
The sudden attack made Shao Zifeng take a deep breath and almost died on the spot.
After a long while, Shao Zifeng rubbed his chest and said solemnly, "That's the way it is, Qiuqiu, you misunderstood."
Qiuqiu wiped his tears with his small claws, and looked at the spirit of resentment sympathetically: "Hey~"
The spirit of resentment threw on Qiuqiu with a wow, and the two little guys hugged each other and cried.
Seeing this, Shao Zifeng smiled, Qiu Qiu was indeed Qiu Qiu, he was still so sweet and caring, vaguely remember the last time he hugged Jingjing, he also solved it this way
Lynx flicked its tail and looked at Shao Zifeng with eyes that saw through everything, as if looking at a scumbag.
The smile on Shao Zifeng's face froze, and his expression gradually changed.
I, Shao, can't cure Qiuqiu, and can't it be worth you
Immediately, he clapped his hands: "Qiuqiu, Gerstaff, do you want to eat?"
Qiuqiu blinked: "Huh?"
It usually has a regular schedule and rarely eats at night.
The Spirit of Resentment nodded his head quickly, looking at Qiu Qiu and Shao Zifeng expectantly.
Qiu Qiu watched the spirit of resentment soften, and finally nodded his head: "Hey!"
"That's good." Shao Zifeng took out the gas stove and gas bottle from his travel bag and put them back together. Everything was ready. He smiled and looked at the lynx: "Big cat, go catch fish."
The lynx moved a little bit, but always felt that Shao Zifeng had bad intentions. It raised its paws and opened it: "Mao?"
The corner of Shao Zifeng's mouth ticked: "Of course you have to catch enough to eat!"
"Ma"
Snapped!
The lynx was about to protest when Qiuqiu jumped up and slapped its paw on its head: "Hey!"
Seeing the figure of the lynx fleeing in embarrassment, Shao Zifeng revealed a secret smile.
Sample, and fight with me.
(End of this chapter)