Chapter 43: The Rope
“Wenwen! Help me, please. There’s a hand on my shoulder!”
Wang Ziwen immediately looked over and saw the ghost’s hand resting on the mortified Xu Xiaojing’s shoulder, alarming her as well.
The deathly pale broken fingers shifted slightly, while its sharp fingernails were poking the delicate skin. It was clear that there was no way that these were just machines.
Towards the ghost’s hand, Wang Ziwen showed fear in her heart, but she couldn’t just drop her friend like she a hot potato that she didn’t care for.
Wang Ziwen saw Xu Xiaojing’s nearly fainting demeanor and toughened herself up, slowly reaching out and grabbing the broken hand’s wrist, forcefully yanking it away!
For a moment, the rotten and bloody flesh on the broken hand’s wrist stained her hand with blood. The broken hand’s fingernails were initially digging into Xu Xiaojing’s skin, so Wang Ziwen had to expend more energy than usual before being able to get it off of Xu Xiaojing’s shoulder.
Her hand reluctantly grasped the ghost’s broken hand, making Wang Ziwen feel sick to the pit of her stomach. Her arm swung with great force, throwing away the ghost’s hand to the skeleton’s direction!
‘Pa-ta.’ The half-up skeletal body fell to the ground. Wang Ziwen took advantage of this distraction and firmly said, “Xiaojing! Let’s move! We need to hurry and leave this place!”
It was a human head that still had not yet been appeased.