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Gu Sheng never expected this.
Facing the blood-drenched female ghost, Chu Mu showed no fear, yet when confronted with a Kayako Saeki, he turned out to be so helpless?
But for now, Gu Sheng didn't have much to say. The "Great Compassion Mantra" exchanged last time clearly didn't have much effect in this situation.
It might be effective to use Chu Mu's Divine Comedy "Hallelujah". Unfortunately, there is only one sheet of engraved music for "Hallelujah" by Chu Mu.
There's no way.
Gu Sheng looked at the wave of monsters in front of him, his brow slightly furrowed.
"Chu Mu, you should know how to break the deadlock, right?"
At the words.
Chu Mu's expression changed again and again.
"Sigh!"
"This should be the terrifying death realm! It's the special ability of the Dread Demon lineage of monsters, and within this domain is a special arena for deadly combat!"
"Either that monster is killed, or we will be consumed by boundless fear."
"Other than this, there is no solution!"
Chu Mu's tone was very heavy.
However, Gu Sheng sensed some other implications.
"Can't he just attack us directly?"
Chu Mu shook his head.
"Of course not, anyone who is scared in this terrifying death realm will become a sacrifice for the Dread Demon!"
"Compared to killing us directly, demons are naturally more willing to sacrifice us to the Dread Demon!"
"Of course, in order to seek the protection of the Dread Demon, this kind of thing often happens in the demon world..."
He hadn't finished speaking when Gu Sheng directly interrupted him.
"Wait a minute!"
"Are you saying that these demon races can also be used as sacrifices?"
Chu Mu didn't quite react, and subconsciously nodded.
"Theoretically, it is possible!"
"But this guy in front of us is a Naming Monster from the Dread Demon lineage. Do you really think you can scare him? Don't joke around!"
Chu Mu's tone was full of despair.
"Perhaps we only have one way out, either kill him, or..."
"No, no, no!"
A subtle curve appeared at the corner of Gu Sheng's mouth.
"I seem to have found a better option!"
"In terms of sheer strength, the two of us combined probably aren't even his match!"
"If it's about being scary, I can actually teach him what true Chinese-style horror is!"
Huh?
As soon as these words were spoken, a brief silence fell over the terrifying realm.
The demon Flake tilted its head and burst into a hearty laugh in a surprisingly human-like manner.
"What?"
"You, a mere human, dare to speak so boldly in front of me, the Harbinger of Fear, Flake?"
"Hahaha, I was given the name by the demon god hundreds of years ago and obtained the supreme power of fear!"
"It seems that I must show you the true meaning of fear!"
The moment the words fell, Chu Mu was plunged into darkness in the midst of a terrifying deathly silence, his heart pounding wildly.
There is nothing else.
In the distant darkness, it seems like something is wriggling.
However, at this moment, Gu Sheng remained calm, with countless arrays of light flashing beneath him.
Suddenly, several beams of light from musical instruments appeared behind him, accompanied by the slow sound of the erhu.
In the midst of a terrifying and soul-shaking situation.
Chu Mu furrowed his brow first.
The next second, a ethereal and eerie female voice instantly resounded throughout the entire terrifying death realm.
"On the 18th day of the first lunar month, an auspicious day, carrying sorghum;
Carrying it in red attire, one foot, one sorrow, hastily cut;"
Remove the lover, why not return, pretending to be happy;
The sound of the red sandalwood board, speaking lightly and cheerfully, is really hard to guess!
At this moment, many ghostly projections in the terrifying death realm have all come to a halt.
There is nothing else.
The Demon Flake has already sensed that something is off.
He was clearly the Naming Monster under the Terror Demon God, so why did he feel a sense of dread at this moment?
It seemed.
Something extremely terrifying is about to happen!
At this moment.
In the midst of the terrifying deathly stillness, a chilling breeze suddenly arose, causing shivers to run down one's spine.
In the darkness.
It seems that a few mosquito-like whispers were still lingering in the air.
At this moment.
Gu Sheng Numerous instruments behind me Qiqi make sounds.
"Listen, at the third mile away, it's turning over at the hour of the Rabbit."
The rhythm, the sound of horse hooves gradually rises and falls, cutting through the sorrowful words;
Speaking slowly, then quickly, pushing the door, the mist opens by itself;
The stray cat followed for a few blocks;
Its neck crooked when it climbed the tree!
I saw that with Gu Sheng as the center, countless red and white interwoven mists began to engulf the entire terrifying death realm.
Clearly, nothing had happened.
Chu Mu felt a sudden chill run down his spine.
Meanwhile, Flake, hidden within the waves of the Haunted House, sensed an impending crisis.
The ethereal female voice continues to sing.
"She looks around, waiting;"
This village is strange, all the doors are closed;
And there's Wang Ergou's shoes, left outside the door;
She is left alone still remembering;
Love that cuts to the bone, beyond right and wrong;
This is not it;
Dismount, just now;
"That gentleman's smile!"
The singing paused briefly at this point, and the expanding mist seemed to falter as well.
It began to thin out.
The Demon Flake did not dare to be careless, thinking that this was an excellent opportunity.
With a "weng" sound, countless demons in the terrifying death realm let out ghostly howls and wails.
Soon after, he fearlessly charged towards Gu Sheng. Gu Sheng remained unfazed.
The music continued.
"The official pondered for a long time with a smile;
"Only humming out the sorrow of parting!"
Then, the rhythm of the music suddenly accelerated!
"She couldn't get a word in edgewise this time;
She laughed and cried at the same time;"
You guess how she can smile and cry at the same time;
Crying...
At this point, Chu Mu had already widened his eyes. The ethereal singing voice seemed to be suppressed by the sound of some instrument.
The next moment.
The resounding and stirring sound of the suona echoed through the terrifying death realm.
Behind Gu Sheng.
Suddenly, a figure in red appeared.
She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, exuding an air of joyous celebration.
But for some reason.
A touch of inexplicable sadness swept in from all around.
The overwhelming red color solidified into a "Happiness" character in Chinese at Gu Sheng's feet.
In the extremely thin mist, a few vague shadows suddenly appeared.
Set against the sound of the suona.
The whole terrifying deathly scene suddenly gave rise to a strange and bizarre atmosphere.
"One bow to the heavens and the earth!
Bow twice to the high hall!
The couple bows to each other!
It was supposed to be a day of great joy, but Chu Mu felt a tingling fear creeping over him!
Beside Chu Mu, the Pearls sisters and two others were already quite frightened.
The demon Frigg and the current Gu Sheng.
For a moment, it's hard to say who looks more like a henchman of the Dread Demon.
Even if both ears are tightly closed, the sound of the suona seems to reach the heavens as if it can penetrate through the cracks.
In an instant, everyone was engulfed in the ecstatic celebration of great sorrow and great joy.
But Chu Muren was dumbfounded.
"Grass!"
"Isn't this supposed to be a word for a wedding ceremony? Why does it sound so ominous?"
Within the wave of monsters, the demon Flake also frowned deeply.
Something's not right!
There's a full twelve points of not right!
Isn't it just getting married? What's so terrifying about it?
Why does this terrifying deathly scene suddenly have a hint of fear that even I feel?
He didn't understand.
But the answer was revealed the next second.
Hidden in the thin mist, apart from a grand red bridal sedan chair, there was also a plain black coffin.
Two processions, dressed in completely different styles, suddenly collided.
Shortly after, the Red sedan chair was placed on the coffin.
A scalp-tingling sobbing sound emanated from the bridal sedan chair, resembling both a lament and a release. Countless haunted houses vanished like bubbles in this sobbing sound.
Flake stared blankly as the red and white mist engulfed him, consuming his form.
At that moment.
Chu Mu's throat kept undulating.
Damn, so this is about the separated yin and yang in a ghost marriage, no wonder it's so eerie.
"At the hall;
He spoke from the heart;"
"Without keeping one's promises, how can one be carefree..."
Suddenly, a pure white hand pierced through the back of the demon Flake.
A bright red, dripping heart was pulled out by a jade-like hand!
The demon, Flake, lowered his head, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
"She couldn't get a word in edgewise this time;
She laughed and cried at the same time;"
How do you think she smiled and cried;
Cried;
"How can she cry and laugh at the same time..."
The sound of suona rang out again, and red and white mist gathered.
This time, the demon Flake was completely immersed in boundless fear.
A chilling sound of nails scraping echoed through the mist.
Until the end of a song.
The thin mist disperses.
Chu Mu's gaze was firmly fixed on the twisted figure in the center.
The demon Flake had wide-open eyes, and its body was contorted into a strange embracing posture.
Unfortunately, his claws inexplicably pierced into his own chest.
Chu Mu swallowed hard and looked at Gu Sheng beside him with some hindsight.
"Buddy, how about you take on this Dread Demon?"
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