Qin Pride, who has always thought highly of himself and was unwilling to speak softly to anyone, was simply too cowardly at this moment.

His face was extremely pale, as if he had just been drained of blood, and his head was covered with sweat as if it had been fished out of water. His feet were trembling as if they were swaying, and he could hardly even stand still.

Zheng Kang really didn't bully Qin Aoyao. He patted Qin Aoyao's face gently: "Don't worry, you won't die. Wu Dingchao has no grudge against you."

"me……"

Qin Guoao has never been so timid in his whole life. He stuttered and couldn't say a single sentence.

The dark night and thick fog seriously affected normal vision.

Full of fear, Qin proudly only heard the sound of footsteps coming from the outside, and it seemed like something was being dragged on the ground. Just listening to the weird rhythm made people's hair stand on end.

Zheng Kang seemed to particularly enjoy this moment, his eyes were shining, as if he was admiring some kind of masterpiece, full of expectation.

The dragging sound got closer and closer, and soon it was close.

Qin Guoguo could faintly see a shadow dragging something, slowly approaching.

boom!

The shadow dropped the thing it was dragging, and Gululu rolled right in front of Zheng Kang and Qin Aoao.

Qin Guoao took a closer look and was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

It’s Zhang Jiacheng!

But at this moment, Zhang Jiacheng was almost no longer human.

If the clothes weren't identifiable at a glance, Qin Aoao would have even doubted whether it was Zhang Jiacheng?

Just a few minutes ago, Zhang Jiacheng was still a lively person.

Now he looks like this?

Even the muscles on Zhang Jiacheng's face have been corroded, and he is almost a skull and skeleton, especially the two eye sockets, which are completely sunken, like two big black holes.

In addition, the nose, lips, and chin all seemed to have been eaten away by something, and the alveolar bones were all exposed, making people want to vomit just looking at them.

The body was like a disemboweled animal, empty inside.

There is almost only some fur tissue left on the two thighs, with no formed muscles at all, only two forest-white leg bones stained with debris...

Qin Guoao vomited.

It was not only tragic and disgusting, but also terrifying to the extreme.

The shadow covered in blood was clearly the ghost of Wu Dingchao.

At this moment, Wu Dingchao was no longer the confused and empty ghost he had been before.

Instead, there was a horrifying ferocity and blood, and the flames of hatred flashed in the pupils, like a life-seeking evil ghost who had just emerged from hell, with the kind of deep hatred that wanted to destroy the world.

The smile on Zheng Kang's face became hotter and hotter, and he exclaimed: "Okay, very good, I finally woke up. This is Wu Dingchao."

Listening to his tone, it was as if he had just created an outstanding work, full of narcissism.

Qin Guoao, who was bent over and retching non-stop, kicked lightly: "Stop pretending, it really wants to fuck you. Do you think it will stop fucking you just because it's just pretending to be vomiting?"

Qin proudly straightened up in embarrassment and took two steps back subconsciously.

Even if I know that taking two steps back is useless.

Zheng Kang on the side didn't pay much attention to him. He held the pendant around his neck in his hand again and began to mutter to himself again.

Qin Guoao has seen it several times and knows that once Zheng Kang's pendant is held in his hand, it means the completion of a ceremony.

This ritual is by no means gratuitous.

Sure enough, when Zheng Kang's ceremony was completed, a shadow slowly straightened up on Zhang Jiacheng's tragic corpse.

Astonishingly, it was Zhang Jiacheng in another complete form.

This form is similar to the form Qin Guoao saw Wu Dingchao before. It is erratic, looming, half-real and half-transparent.

This is Zhang Jiacheng’s ghost!

Qin Guoao's mood, which had calmed down a little, suddenly fell into anxiety again.

This Zheng Kang actually summoned Zhang Jiacheng's ghost again.

What does he mean?

Is this to create a ghost and become his puppet fighting force?

If that's the case...

Qin Ziguo only felt a chill on his forehead.

There is one, there are two, why can’t there be three?

This Zheng Kang is simply a lunatic, completely different from his usual harmless persona.

Qin Guozi's heart was filled with fear.

He firmly believed that Zheng Kang would never be as polite to him as he appeared. The reason why he hasn't taken action yet must have other intentions.

Qin Ziguo didn't think that his relationship with Zheng Kang was good enough for Zheng Kang to let him go.

Just because he saw so many secrets about Zheng Kang, could Zheng Kang let him leave alive?

No matter how stupid or dumbfounded Qin Guozhi was, he couldn't bear to think about it so carefully.

He realized that his situation was absolutely doomed.

Zhang Jiacheng's ghost is currently in its primary state, in an empty and chaotic state.

Either wait for his resentment to awaken, or stimulate his resentment to awaken through external force.

To become a bad ghost, you must let your resentment continue to ferment and explode.

Just like Wu Dingchao just now, he was completely inspired by his resentment towards Zhang Jiacheng and evolved into a fierce ghost form.

The formation of a fierce ghost is not something that can be accomplished overnight, it requires a process.

Zheng Kang's method is nothing more than to encourage things to happen and promote all this through external forces.

"Wait here."

Zheng Kang snapped his fingers, and he didn't know whether he was talking to Qin Guoao or Wu Dingchao's devilish state.

The ghost of Zhang Jiacheng followed Zheng Kang into the depths of the cemetery.

All of this is a complete replica of the one concocted by Wu Dingchao just now.

Countless mythical beasts flashed through Qin Guoguo's heart, why would he do this?

When Zhang Jiacheng's ghost appears again, the next sacrifice should be his Qin Aoao, right?

Only fools are waiting here!

Qin Guoao has only one thought now, run away!

A strong uneasy instinct told him that if he didn't run, when Zheng Kang showed up again, he would probably have to ask him how fast he was and then tell him how far he could run.

Qin Guoguo didn't want to wait for Zheng Kang's starting gun, he wanted to run away!

According to Zheng Kang's routine, Qin Aoao's fate is the same as Zhang Jiacheng's fate.

The miserable corpse of Zhang Jiacheng in front of him is the best proof.

Qin Guoguo tiptoed and wandered towards the outside. After a while, he left his previous position.

Without even a moment's hesitation, he kicked his feet and started running like crazy.

We must escape from this nightmare place, we must escape from Zheng Kang's clutches.

Zheng Kang even had the idea at this moment that even if he fled to Yangfan Middle School, even if he became a traitor to Star City No. 1 Middle School, even if he surrendered to Yangfan Middle School, it would be better than being killed by Zheng Kang.

Even if he is killed, even the ghost will be controlled by him and work for him.

After all, Qin Guoao is a son of a wealthy family. He always has some capital to enter Qiluo Mountain.

Zhang Jiacheng actually had one, but Zhang Jiacheng never expected that Zheng Kang would attack him, so there was no chance of using those life-saving gadgets.

Qin Guoao was no longer stingy at this moment.

He took out a small puppet from his backpack and pinched it twice. The small puppet suddenly grew in size like an inflated balloon.

Then, the puppet lay on Qin Pride's body, changed its shape, and tightly wrapped Qin Pride's body.

The next moment, the puppet took on the appearance of Qin Pride, peeled off from Qin Pride, and suddenly became another form of Qin Pride.

But from the appearance point of view, this form is only similar, just a simple simulation of the outline.

It was as if Qin Aoao was a model, and after the puppet clung to him, a new form was imprinted on it.

However, this new Qin Pride form obviously absorbed Qin Pride's aura and quickly galloped away in another direction.

Qin proudly took out a small bottle with a small nozzle on it and sprayed it all over his body.

This is obviously the kind of thing that masks its own aura.

The next moment, Qin Guoao recognized the direction, rushed towards the location of the strange rock slope, gathered all his strength, and ran with all his strength.
To be continued...