Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Su Ming stood in front of the dry well and peered inside.

It was terrifyingly dark inside, emanating a bone-chilling cold and a faint stench of decay.

I took out a flashlight and shone it on.

The well was covered with dark green moss, and bones were embedded in the cracks of the well walls, making it look particularly eerie and terrifying.

On the contrary, Su Ming rubbed his fists eagerly.

"School beauty sister, headless sister, I'll go in and take a look first."

"If I can't beat them, I'll call you guys again."

The improvement in his strength boosted Su Ming's confidence.

Seeing this eerie dry well, he became excited instead.

Wen Qi nodded without saying anything.

Shen Wanyu's lack of reaction was the greatest form of tacit approval.

"Then I'll go down first."

Su Ming grinned and jumped straight into the well.

The temperature inside the well was extremely low, and it had a putrid, foul odor.

If you listen carefully, you can feel an astonishing resentment surging out from the bottom of the well.

After a rapid descent of more than ten seconds.

puff.

His feet slammed down, sinking directly into the icy, foul-smelling black mud.

The mud instantly submerged my waist and abdomen; it was damp, cold, and sticky, making for a terrible experience.

The bottom of the well was completely silent, with even the sound of wind cut off.

Su Ming immediately took out a lantern from his backpack.

Upon opening it, one sees a grotesque human face, highly decomposed with flesh turned inside out.

Its eye sockets were hollow and black, and pus and blood dripped continuously down its cheeks, emitting a foul stench.

"Holy crap, it's a ghost!"

Su Ming immediately activated flesh and blood regeneration.

His right hand suddenly expanded to three meters in length, and with a violent force, he slammed his fist down.

You could hear this ugly thing let out a piercing scream.

Its upper body was actually smashed by Su Ming's punch.

It exploded like a rotten tomato.

Taking advantage of its recovery of its upper body, Su Ming immediately activated his spiritual vision to take a look.

"Oh, a mere low-danger level, yet you dare to come out and scare me."

He immediately clenched his fists and lunged forward.

With a sudden sweep of its terrifying, three-meter-long arm, the ugly thing was sent flying.

Then the giant arm's fist twisted and formed a terrifying shark head.

The ugly thing's recovery paused for a second.

It might be thinking.

Is this thing in front of me really human?

He yelled "A ghost!" and then punched himself in the face?

To be honest, it doesn't quite understand.

do not care.

The resentment emanating from ugly things is even more vicious.

The mud at the bottom of the well was bubbling and gurgling, like a witch's cauldron.

Countless streaks of blood gushed out from its shattered upper body, like colorful flowers bursting open.

Su Ming twisted his neck, and his other hand swelled up as a result.

Two enormous arms, each three meters long, instantly boost its combat power to the maximum.

The left punch deals high damage, while the right punch deals high damage.

After a series of punches, he suddenly clasped his hands together, as if swatting a fly.

With a snap.

Something exploded between his palms.

The commotion inside the well vanished instantly, and all was quiet.

A few breaths later.

The exploded blood mud suddenly began to spread wildly, with countless blood threads spraying out like a spider web.

In an instant, the bottom of the well was completely sealed off.

Su Ming was actually restricted.

Hundreds or even thousands of blood vessels were tightly wrapped around his arm, making it impossible for him to break free for the time being.

At the other end of the blood streak, a huge blood sac gradually swelled up.

As the blood pack ruptured, a rotting ghost slowly crawled out.

It folded its limbs backward, gripping a thick, bloody thread, and crawled toward Su Ming like a spider.

He exuded hysterical resentment and malice.

Su Ming watched the rotting ghost gradually approach him.

He shrugged helplessly.

"I advise you not to come any closer. If you do, I'll call for help."

The rotting ghost was taken aback, then let out a sinister laugh.

Asking for help in this godforsaken place is absolutely laughable.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Was what I said funny?"

Su Ming stared at the rotting ghost with a dark expression.

His expression seemed to genuinely amuse the rotten ghost.

The rotting ghost, clutching the blood, actually spoke.

"Go ahead and yell!"

Its voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and it sounded sticky, indicating that it hadn't spoken in a long time.

He tilted his head and thought for a long time before continuing, "Even with that hoarse voice, he won't come."

Su Ming nodded: "Okay, you said it."

"Then I'll call it."

"But before I call you that, let me make it very clear to you."

"You're the most courageous ghost I've ever met."

"I hope you're mentally prepared for this."

The rotting ghost not only didn't stop them, but even stretched out a hand, making a "please" gesture.

Su Ming took a deep breath, looked up, and shouted, "Help!"

next second.

It felt dizzy and disoriented.

They didn't even know what had happened.

The spiderweb-like blood vessels all broke.

The muddy pool at the bottom of the well instantly turned into a pool of blood.

And it itself.

One piece, one piece, one slice, one slice, one grain, one grain…

It was as if it had been processed by the most precise cutting machine and then evenly sprinkled into the pool of blood.

One eye rolled to Su Ming's feet, its pupil still filled with confusion.

A tiny head.

Big question mark.

Wow, people actually came!

Now it was Su Ming's turn to laugh.

He looked at Wen Qi and Shen Wanyu, then pointed at the rotting ghost with only one eye left and said, "School beauty sister, headless sister."

"I just got down here, and it tried to kill me."

"I told them I have powerful backers, and they can't withstand the consequences of killing me."

"But it wouldn't listen, and instead grinned maliciously, saying, 'Then we'll kill them all together.'"

The dry well was utterly silent.

Wen Qi looked at Su Ming in silence.

Shen Wanyu also fell silent.

They had actually been watching what happened in the well from beginning to end.

The rotting ghost's eyeballs were almost shattered.

It's a grievance!

Even if it is a ghost, you can't wrong a ghost like this.

It didn't say it would kill them all.

Of course.

The rotting ghost can't speak now.

Because it doesn't even have a mouth.

Just then, Wen Qi raised his foot, preparing to stomp on the eyeball on the ground and smash it.

Su Ming quickly raised his hand, his voice loud and clear.

"Wait a minute."

"Sister School Beauty, let me chat with it a few more times."

"A ghost this fierce is truly rare."

Actually.

Su Ming was worried that if Wen Qi stomped on the rotten ghost to death, the dry well would also disappear.

The dry well was the decorative element he had his eye on.

And that eyeball.

It could only watch helplessly as Su Ming, with a "kind" smile, slowly walked towards it.

It really wanted to scream for help!