ghost talk simulator

Chapter 148 146 Don't follow me! !

The juice of the fruit dripped from the corner of the female reporter's mouth and splashed to the ground to light up the light.

The female reporter's smile also became abnormal in the photographer's eyes.

The bitter fruit is very sweet in her mouth, and the obviously weird environment is said to be beautiful by her!
Didn't she realize that she had become abnormal?

The photographer pulled out a scorpion knife with a blade of ten centimeters from his waist.It's just that he hid it well and didn't let the female reporter notice his movements.

The photographer's original name is Zhou Shu. He was very interested in some occultism and horror films before, and then he learned how to survive in the wild for half a year. However, due to the pressure of life, he still did his old job.

But he has not forgotten survival and fighting in the wild.

In this case, stay away from the female reporter, in case she explodes and hurts others.

In the wild environment, any wound is fatal.

The photographer backed away slowly, distanced himself from the female reporter.

And the female reporter over there was still chomping on the fruit, even though her face was full of juice, she didn't want to stop.When the photographer saw this, he was even more frightened.

He no longer knew whether the colleague in front of him was a human being or had become something else.

"belch--"

The female reporter burped, and colored gas spewed out of her mouth.

"You don't eat? It's delicious."

The female reporter picked two fruits again and put them in her pocket in case she was hungry and had nothing to eat later.

"I... I'm not hungry. Eat first if you're hungry."

The photographer forced a smile and tightened his grip on the knife in his hand.

"Don't be so nervous. We all escaped, and the villagers can't catch up with us."

The female reporter looked up at the mountains and forests in the distance, but she couldn't really see the light of the torch.

But no matter how reassuring the female reporter was, no matter how friendly her weird image was, it couldn't dispel the fear in the photographer's heart.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'm going to take a pee, you wait for a while."

The photographer turned his head and ran towards the woods while talking, while the female reporter behind him heard the photographer's words, but still kept approaching the photographer.

"What are you doing?! You have to follow me when I pee?"

Seeing that the female reporter behind him had been following him, the photographer quickly quickened his pace.

"I'm scared! Brother Shu, don't run away! This wilderness..."

The female reporter hurriedly chased after the photographer, and even sped up her speed a bit as she spoke!

It's just that the more she behaves like this, the more the photographer can't believe her!
There are many horror movies that pretend to be friends, and wait for you to let your guard down before killing people!
The more the photographer thought about it, the more frightened he became, his palms turned white from holding the knife too hard!
"Don't come here! I won't be polite if you come here again!!"

The photographer's spirit was tense to the extreme, and the whole person was like a frightened bird.

He wasn't that scared when the sacrifice was held in the village just now, because his companions were pretty normal, at least there were people who went with him.

but now!
The photographer's eyes shifted to the female reporter. The fluorescent and extremely abnormal colors on the female reporter's head and arms were simply driving people crazy!
In this environment, the photographer will feel an inexplicable depression when looking at it.

The intertwined and contrasting colors in the mid-air are constantly changing, as if they form an eye, and they seem to form a huge colorful parrot.

After a while it turned out that it was just the color of the leaves.

"Don't come here! Don't come here!"

The photographer's actions startled the female reporter!The female reporter took a few steps back and looked at the sharp knife in the photographer's hand with some horror.

At this time, the female reporter took a few steps back, carefully observing the familiar but unfamiliar person in front of her.

"I'm not coming... I'm not coming... I'm here, okay! Don't leave me! I'm scared!"

The female reporter was about to cry, she didn't understand why the man in front of her couldn't trust her, why couldn't she take her with her?Do you have to take risks by yourself? !

"You...don't say these..."

The photographer stammered and said to the female reporter that he really couldn't tell if this woman had changed or not!Or is this woman the familiar person?

"Get away from me! Get away from me!! Don't come close to me! You monster!"

The more the photographer spoke, the lower his voice was, because he saw fear and confusion in the eyes of the female reporter.

But years of experience watching horror movies kept him on guard.He understood that it might all be pretended by that "monster".

"You don't believe me? You can ask! Ask me those questions! Really! I'm fine! Why are you doing this?

What’s wrong with you? ! "

The female reporter stopped approaching the photographer and said to him with a terrified expression.

The photographer swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed the fear in his heart, and grinned with a forced smile: "Me? I'm fine... What can I do? Also, do you think I will believe your nonsense? No possible!

If you want me to believe you, then you have to go!The farther you go, the better!Don't let me see you again..."

The photographer's head was a little swollen and his eyes were a little dizzy, but he still forcibly supported his body and consciousness and yelled at the female reporter.

After hearing the photographer's yelling, the female reporter showed a trace of grievance on her face, and then kept backing away.After taking one last look at the photographer, she was so sad that she ran away.

After the female reporter ran away without a trace, the photographer gave a sigh of relief.

The nerves that had been tense just now relaxed.

He forced himself to climb up a big tree with his drowsiness, found a trunk that could make people sleep, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

After an unknown period of time, the photographer only felt unbearable hunger in his belly, and his arms were sore, numb, and painful.

I raised my arm, only to find a few bouquets of bright red flowers on my arm.His roots have already been inserted into the photographer's arm along the blood vessels, desperately absorbing his nutrients!

"What the hell is this place!! A single flower wants my life!"

The photographer grabbed the flower with one hand and pulled it away!
It's just that the flowers have long been integrated with part of the photographer's blood vessels, so how can it be so easy to tear off? !
"Cut!"

The photographer picked up a dead branch from the side and put it in his mouth to bite, and with the other hand, he tore off a section of vine and tied it to the branches and leaves of the flower.

Tie a section of vine around your arm as a tourniquet, and you're done.

The photographer climbed down a few steps until he was sure that he would not be injured if he jumped from here.

Then the dead branch in the mouth of the main body suddenly jumped down!
"Ahhhhh!!!!"

The huge force was directly pulled out with the rhizome of the flower!
It's like pulling weeds out of the soil.The skin of the photographer is like the soil, with irregular openings ripped out by the rhizomes!

The blood can't stop gushing out!Fortunately, he made a simple tourniquet with vines in advance, otherwise the bleeding this time would probably cause his blood vessels to rupture and lose his life.

(End of this chapter)