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As those terrifying figures slowly approached, Su Jianyang felt an indescribable fear. Their voices sounded like echoes from hell, making his heart pound. Their words were filled with threatening and terrifying predictions: "Su Jianyang... Don't even think about stopping me! I... can finally come back! This is just the beginning! The beginning!" Such words seemed to foreshadow a greater disaster.
At that moment, three figures suddenly quickened their pace, like summoned monsters, charging straight toward Su Jianyang. Their movements were astonishingly fast, sharply contrasting with their previous slowness. In the flashlight's beam, Su Jianyang saw in horror that these figures had no eyes on their faces, only two deep, dark cavities surrounded by bloodstains, just like Lao Hu.
Su Jianyang hastily raised his gun, struggling with whether to open fire. But he knew that these were no longer ordinary humans, but some kind of beings controlled by evil forces. His fingers trembled lightly on the trigger as he took a deep breath, preparing to confront the impending attack.
The sudden change made Su Jianyang realize that he was in a battle with an unknown evil force. This power far exceeded his understanding, but he knew he couldn't give up and had to persevere. His heart was filled with determination, ready to face this unprecedented challenge.
When those figures rushed closer, Su Jianyang relied on instinct and training to quickly evade their attacks, while decisively firing a few shots. The sound of gunfire echoed through the quiet night sky, and with it, the figures emitted heart-wrenching screams as they fell to the ground. But Su Jianyang knew that this terrifying night was far from over. He continued to run forward, with only one goal in mind - to reach the top of the mine and unravel the mystery behind these supernatural events.
As the townspeople hit by bullets stood up once again, Su Jianyang felt a sense of terror filling his heart. He saw their wounds seemingly healing on their own, an inexplicable sight that filled him with a hint of despair. He realized that these were no longer the familiar townspeople, but rather creatures controlled by evil forces.
Su Jianyang tried to speed up his pace to escape, but his heart was filled with pity for these townspeople who used to be his neighbors. These people may have once sat with him, drinking tea and chatting, but now they had turned into monsters chasing after him. Su Jianyang felt conflicted and tormented.
Just then, a townsman suddenly rushed out from the shadows and tightly grabbed Su Jianyang's arm. The townsman's hand felt cold and clammy, sending shivers down Su Jianyang's spine. The townsman's face was close, with a wide-open mouth revealing sharp and irregular teeth, like a wild beast ready to bite at any moment.
Su Jianyang felt a chill running up his spine, knowing that if he didn't take action, he would be bitten or worse by the monster. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the townspeople's control. In this critical moment, Su Jianyang lifted his knee and slammed it into the townspeople's abdomen, pushing him away with force. The townspeople let out a muffled groan and finally released their grip.
Su Jianyang quickly stepped back, raised his gun, and faced the townspeople in front of him. His breathing was rapid, and his heart was pounding. Even though he knew these people were no longer ordinary townspeople, he still couldn't bring himself to shoot. His eyes were filled with hesitation and struggle, but at the same time, he knew he had to make a choice in order to survive and uncover the truth behind it all.
Su Jianyang took a deep breath, his lips tightly sealed, his fingers tense on the trigger, ready to respond to the townspeople's potential attack at any moment. His heart was in turmoil, feeling both fear and determination. He understood that this was not just a struggle for survival, but also a battle against unknown evil forces.
Su Jianyang's gaze was firm, silently praying for a glimmer of hope. He knew he had to stay calm and proceed with caution. Slowly, he began to retreat, remaining vigilant and ready to face any potential danger.
Su Jianyang's footsteps were urgent and heavy in the night, as he ran towards the edge of Qing Town. His breathing was rapid, and his heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest. Behind him, more and more townspeople controlled by evil forces were relentlessly chasing him like lingering spirits. Although their steps were clumsy, they were unwavering, as if they felt no fatigue.
Su Jianyang realized that firearms were ineffective against these controlled townspeople. Even if they were hit, they could stand up again in a short time. He decided to change his strategy and began aiming for their legs, hoping to slow down their movement speed.
Whenever the bullets hit the limbs of the townspeople, they would fall to the ground, but surprisingly, they would quickly try to stand up again, seemingly ignoring the pain completely. In addition to fear, there was a sense of helplessness and pain in Su Jianyang's heart. He couldn't believe that these were once his neighbors and friends, but now they had become relentless monsters.
Su Jianyang kept turning back to shoot, while trying to speed up his pace, but the road to the hilltop was long and rugged. He stumbled on the rocks from time to time, quickly getting up to continue forward. Cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and the handgun in his hand gradually became slippery.
In the dark night, the streets of Qing Town became increasingly eerie and terrifying. The streetlights flickered on and off, as if in sync with all the evil around. Su Jianyang knew he had to reach the mountaintop to find the key to resolving all of this. He silently recited witch Li's words, hoping to find the answers and end this nightmare.
As he continued to run forward, suddenly, a sharp roar came from behind, as if a more ferocious presence had joined the chase. Su Jianyang looked back and saw that several townspeople had become more agile, their expressions contorted, their eyes flashing with an unusual light, as if they were being controlled by a more powerful evil force.
Su Jianyang realized that the situation was even worse than he had imagined, and he had to do everything in his power to escape. His lungs felt like they were on fire, and every breath brought intense pain. But he knew that now was not the time to stop; every second was a matter of life and death.
His steps became heavier and heavier, each one feeling like he was treading through heavy mud. In this moment of despair, he remembered the talisman water that witch Li had given him. He quickly took out the bottle of talisman water from his backpack, unsure if it would work, but knowing it was his only hope.
Su Jianyang decisively opened the charm water and sprayed it towards the townspeople behind him. The mist carried a faint fragrance, and when the charm water touched the townspeople, their movements suddenly became sluggish, as if they were bound by something. Su Jianyang took the opportunity to quicken his pace and finally escaped the encirclement of the townspeople's screams.
As the distance widened, Su Jianyang breathed a sigh of relief, but he knew this was only temporary safety. He had to hurry to the mountaintop and uncover the truth behind all of this. Dragging his exhausted body, he continued forward towards the direction of the mountaintop. Behind him, the howls of pursuers still echoed in the night, reminding Su Jianyang that this nightmare was far from over.
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