Chapter 158 Fetus
The flesh and blood from her wound was reddish-purple, mixed with white bone fragments, much like cheap pork.
From the middle of the dragged bunch of flesh and blood, sobbing sounds kept coming out.
Wu Heng concentrated his vision and saw clearly what was making the sound inside.
It was a wrinkled baby the size of a fist. The fetal membranes had been torn. The umbilical cord was connected to Kana. It was crying non-stop without even opening its eyes.
Like a hairless mouse.
"Is this a fetus?"
"It should be three months old. Judging from the time, it is probably Tsuda's child. Unexpectedly, Kana is pregnant!"
Wu Heng somewhat understands why Kana went beyond the category of floating spirits and became a higher-level evil spirit.
She had been tortured by an unfortunate marriage for three years, and suffered by the poverty of a single parent for another year. She was just about to be with Tsuda, but she was cut in half and died because of her own daughter. No wonder she was so resentful.
No wonder Tsuda insists on getting rid of the little girl Orisa, because his ideas are very narrow, and he just wants Kana to give love to him and his inheritance.
If Wu Heng hadn't suppressed the white mist flowing in the apartment, this Kana might have been swallowed up by Bogiwan. This is probably why she did not appear in the plot.
"Orisa, come and see your brother...!"
Kana reached out and took out the ugly fetus that kept crying, held it in the palm of his hand and showed it.
There was a stiff smile on her face, exactly the same as the one she wore when she died.
Kana saw that Orisa was tied up, and she raised her head and glanced at Wu Heng.
"Are you all here to congratulate me? It's a boy!"
Kana put the baby back into the body and prepared to crawl into the house.
Her target is Kotoko.
Kotoko still ignored the situation at the door.
She held up the round mirror and looked at Orisa. The mirror slowly came closer to Orisa's face, and she continued to recite the memorial text:
"... the forbearing monarch, the rich ministers mourn privately,... the female silkworms working in the fields..."
In the mirror, Orisa opened his eyes. His eyes became dark, his eyes were cold and ruthless, and traces of cursed flesh appeared on his fair face. The skin on his face was wrinkled and hardened, like birch bark.
Orisa, whose hands and feet were tied up and unconscious and motionless, suddenly started crying loudly. The capillaries in his neck were gradually filled with black, spreading upwards and covering his face.
Tears fell from the corners of my closed eyes to the floor
Her crying became louder and louder.
The full moon on the roof of the building was slowly covered by the spreading black clouds, and the dividing line between reality and other worlds became blurred.
The dead appear, the living perish, and ordinary people and floating spirits cannot tell whether they are alive or dead.
Only pain can be distinguished. Living people know pain, but dead people have no consciousness.
Because the people in the scientific team were not psychics, they went completely crazy. They hit themselves on the head with instruments. Only the dizzy and painful feeling made me know that I was still alive.
At the same time, Wu Heng also noticed the change. He knew that the big thing wanted It Comes.
"Congratulations on the lovely fetus."
"But since you are pregnant, don't run around. It's really timid. Let me, a doctor, help you check whether there is any risk of miscarriage."
Wu Heng slapped Exorcism Command on Kana's head. This token, which was originally meant to be gently attached to exorcise evil spirits, was turned into a weapon by him.
But the effect was very good. Kana's head was damaged after being photographed, but it slowly recovered.
The fetus in the abdomen began to squirm while crying, as if it felt that its mother's body was being bullied.
Wu Heng took out a stack of talisman paper, Spirit-Touch Power drove it, and it spontaneously ignited without wind in an instant.
"Invite the fire from heaven."
He threw this pile of burning talismans at Kana's waist, burning the black and red flesh as if melting ice and snow.
He was the only one who dared to play like this, taking out so many talisman papers at once to invite fire. Wu Heng felt that Spirit-Touch Power was instantly reduced by one-fifth, which was enough to catch up with the consumption of his Seven Injury Evil-Extermination thunder method.
There is also Kotoko in this room. The bodies of these mediums are too fragile. If he wants to leave him here for a thunderstorm, Kotoko will probably be knocked out first.
We can only settle for the next best thing and use Sky Fire, which has a much reduced power.
"Baby. My obedient baby!"
"I'm sorry, you are very ill and it seems there is no hope of recovery."
Wu Heng did not stop, and continued to wave Exorcism Command out of the afterimage. He blinked dozens of times, and Kana completely dissipated.
The dark clouds completely blocked the moon, and the mist blew across the lawn like wind. All the torches were extinguished, and the breath everyone exhaled turned into hot mist, and a lot of white mist was inhaled into the body.
The person who inhaled it instantly vomited out blood, with green caterpillars writhing inside, like a swarm of maggots, and the body had been injured by the foul gas.
The clever psychic has already held his breath, but he can only hold it for a few dozen seconds at most.
The illusory children climbed onto the altar, ran and laughed in front of the mediums, trying to touch them.
Wu Heng heard the movement below and quickly borrowed four Pennywise baits next door. The body of one of them used Higa Family's detection ability.
The senses spread out, and in the illusory space of the 'mountain', a passage seemed to be opened below a certain mountain peak. The white mist inside drilled out along the passage and gushes out from the sewer here at Wako.
The children in the 'mountain', holding bloody toys in their hands, stared curiously at the passage and got out from time to time.
The fog downstairs has changed, and Bogiwan feels as if his home has been stolen. If that's the case, he can still hold back and deal with these psychics first.
After all, it is an intelligent evil spirit.
But the call of Orisa is getting stronger and stronger, telling her crisis.
Both of them were still on the fifth floor of the apartment building. Bogiwan couldn't bear it anymore. The fog gathered and covered the building.
The entire apartment building began to shake.
Especially in Room 503, the ceiling broke directly, with countless gaps appearing like spider webs, and cement blocks kept falling down.
Horizontal cracks are like electric currents, spreading from the corridor to the interior.
The walls on all four sides of the room were torn apart like bread, and the wall skin wrinkled like scales, revealing the gray cement and steel bars inside.
The entire building is in danger and may collapse at any time.
The sacrificial table in the room was overturned by invisible forces and smashed into pieces.
Kotoko dragged Orisa, who was unconscious due to the suspension of exile, and lay down under the table.
Avoiding the broken cement blocks, she was not afraid of those curses, but was afraid of this kind of physical attack.
Wu Heng walked straight to the door. Cement fragments hit his armor, making a sound of gold and iron clashing. He was completely ignored.
He pressed his hand on Evil Buddha Bronze Statue, urging and controlling the Buddha statue. Swine Elixir inside the bronze statue seemed to be inspired, and the branches and leaves swayed slightly.
The surrounding movements were gradually suppressed.
"Quack. Quack!"
In the dark corridor outside, there were overlapping hoarse female laughter. The laughter was very strange, with a bit of joy.
"Weave yarn!"
Another gloomy old man's voice shouted.
Orisa, who was still tied up, heard this call and felt like an aggrieved child who had found his parents. Although he was still in a coma, he cried loudly.
". Xu Zhijia Rao Rongli Yizhao. I want to delete it if you want to delete it." Because the white mist weakened, the mediums on the lawn fell back to the ground a foot away, so they rekindled the bonfire and continued the ceremony.
In addition to the 23 psychics who were injured by the foul gas due to inhaling the white mist, 7 others died completely, but this did not affect the continuation of the ceremony.
In the midst of Orisa's cries, four Pennywise heads rolled in from the door, and their mouths were torn open to the ears, making a series of dumbfounding sounds.
The sound of liquid surging came from the cracks in the cracked walls around the room.
Wu Heng smelled a rich aroma, like a rare wine.