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The voice in the darkness, tinged with impatience and anxiety, suddenly grew stronger, almost roaring: "Enough! Young people! I admire your determination and willpower, but this is not the place for you to be right now. Leave immediately!"
The voice carried authority and warning, causing the three individuals to feel immense pressure. Although Lin Yating remained resolute, she couldn't help but feel a hint of fear. Li Minghan and Yang Dawei's religious items clearly had no effect on the voice, and they began to understand that the situation before them was far more dangerous than they had imagined.
Lin Yating's voice is full of determination, her tears shimmering in the darkness like steadfast stars. She said, "No, I will never abandon Zhang Rui again. In the past, I ignored his pain and selfishly wanted to restore our previous relationship, but I never paid attention to his suffering! His disappearance is also related to me! So I must find him! Definitely!"
Upon hearing Lin Yating's firm response, Li Minghan and Yang Dawei couldn't help but kneel down, filled with admiration and respect for Lin Yating. At the same time, they hoped even more that the guardian of this mysterious place could understand and forgive their irrationality, and not be angry with them. However, the three of them only heard the guardian's helpless sigh, followed by him saying, "Your friend is not here now, and with your current..."
Suddenly, a piercing scream tore through the darkness, causing everyone to involuntarily look towards the source of the sound. They saw a headless woman holding a large pair of scissors, repeatedly stabbing at her own neck, while a blood-red mouth appeared on her stomach, continuously asking, "Has anyone seen my head?"
Lin Yating and the others were horrified by this terrifying scene, their screams almost shattering the silence of the darkness. They immediately ran desperately towards the entrance of the temple, hoping to escape from this dreadful creature. However, just when they thought they had successfully escaped, the situation took another unimaginable turn.
It seems that with a slight twist of her body, the woman distorted the space and instantly appeared in front of Lin Yating and her group. The large scissors in her hand were still dripping with fresh blood, and her presence was chilling. She repeated her eerie question once again: "Has anyone seen my head?"
Li Minghan swallowed hard and timidly looked at the woman's empty neck, trembling as he replied, "No... Miss, there is no... here."
The woman's voice became frantic and pleading, but then her emotions changed dramatically, making it difficult to predict. She screamed, "Liar! You're lying, I'm here... I clearly saw three heads... I just don't know which one is it?"
This sentence was like a cold knife stabbing into the hearts of the three people, they understood that the situation in front of them was more complex and bizarre than they had imagined. Unwilling to confront this terrifying presence again, Lin Yating, Li Minghan, and Yang Dawei ran desperately once more, fleeing from the woman's terrifying figure.
Lin Yating held a wolf repellent spray and sprayed it frantically in the direction of the woman, hoping to make her stop. At the same time, Li Minghan and Yang Dawei tightly held holy water and talismans, continuously sprinkling them, attempting to protect themselves with the power of religion. They understood that the current situation was not optimistic, and they could only rely on every possible means to fight against this terrifying female ghost.
The existence of the female ghost seemed to transcend natural laws. She moved through the darkness like a ghost, as if she was a part of the darkness itself. The three of them ran swiftly, but the abilities of this female ghost seemed inexplicable by common sense. No matter how they turned or twisted, the female ghost always appeared right in front of them in the next moment, as if she could freely traverse time and space.
Her appearance is irregular, sometimes emerging from the shadows, sometimes peering out from dark corners with her blood-red mouth. In her hand, large scissors are dripping with blood, and each stroke is accompanied by a chilling sound, as if it comes from the depths of hell, sending shivers down the spine.
Although the ghost's face is unrecognizable, the changing mouth brings an indescribable sense of eeriness. Her mouth sometimes widens, revealing sharp teeth, and at other times, it narrows to a pinhole, as if ready to bite at any moment.
Her voice alternated between a deep, hellish whisper and a piercing, ear-piercing scream. Her presence filled the entire space, saturating every corner with the scent of death. The air around her felt heavy, as if nothing belonged to the real world anymore.
The three of them felt their hearts racing and their breath quickening. They knew this was no ordinary female ghost, but some unimaginable entity. In terror, they ran continuously, hoping to find a safe place and escape this eerie pursuit. However, the ghost's elusive nature left them feeling hopeless and helpless, unsure if their escape had an end or if they were already trapped in an inescapable fate.
During the intense escape, the three of them dispersed in the dark maze, running desperately, but the female ghost's presence seemed to be everywhere. She appeared to be able to sense their location at any time, effortlessly appearing by their side as she moved through the darkness.
The escape filled them with great despair, their breath quickened, their hearts pounding like drums. They stumbled and turned constantly, but the female ghost always seemed to anticipate their movements, instantly appearing in front of them, like an invisible trap tightly surrounding them.
Soon, all three of them were running exhausted, their faces covered in sweat and tears of despair. The ghostly woman's game seemed to have entered its final stage, as she skillfully used her abilities to gather the scattered three together again, as if playing with dolls.
When the three were reunited, their faces were pale and their bodies trembling. They knew deep down that this terrifying pursuit may have reached its climax, and whether they could escape the control of the ghostly woman remained unknown. In the darkness, they held onto each other tightly, hoping to find a way out together, but the maze seemed endless, enveloping their hearts in despair and fear.
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