A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 77



The silver-gray coffin reflected the cold light. The woman's body lay there.


The familiar screen.


Mind empty.


Xiyu !?


Akbar wants to get close to the coffin ... But there is a bright light outside.


The light was so loud that he had to raise his hand to cover his eyes. Akbar shuddered by the cold aura and suddenly opened his eyes. The bright light disappeared at that moment, and the truck disappeared. However, what he saw was far more terrifying than the worst nightmare!


There's bodies everywhere.


Die.


Died in an unusual way.


The body whose head was smashed with a sledgehammer and his brain was scattered. Covered in snow, the corpse froze purple. The corpse with the neck that was about to break was still spewing blood. A broken left leg bone was visible, and the back of his neck was bitten into a corpse with a blood hole. A body with a knife in its heart.


"Xease ...."


Akbar stood among the corpses on the ground, seeing the panic, despair, sadness, and numbness on the faces of every dead self, the horror of death once again pinched his heart. He began to shiver in the cold, trembling uncontrollably. That ice-cold big hand roamed his skin, internal organs, and blood vessels, looting the remaining bit of his body temperature and destroying his final sanity bit by bit.


"Xejay ... Don't.sick...I don't want to die!."


As he comforted himself like this, various sounds rang out in his ears.


The light came again ....


"... the bar."


"Accupy ...."


"Xst ... Xiyuan ...." He hugged her helplessly, curled up into a ball. It must be a nightmare, just waking up, just waking up....


No..don't...


In the darkness, he could not remember where he was for a moment, he could only hear his heart beating fast, breathing so hard that he could barely breathe. “—don't!”


"Akbar, Akbar ... sober up !!."


"Xejay ... Xiayuu .. don't leave me, don't ...."


Xiyu's body was suddenly in shock because of Akbar's words. "No. I'm here. Don't be afraid."


"Xejay ... Xiyuan ...." He broke out in cold sweat, and even his muscles became achy and stiff from being too tense. Akbar just wanted to hug Xiayu, making sure this was not a dream. He could not see anything, so he sat for a while in a daze, only to realize that there was a warm bed underneath.


"It has. It's okay."


Breathing gradually calms down, and common sense slowly returns to the brain. After returning from the ghost world, she felt very tired, and she fell asleep when she got home, and had slept until now.


The head still hurts.


Akbar held onto his forehead and closed his eyes for a while, then took a deep breath and picked up the phone, beside him, Xiyu was still asleep.


Akbar had been sleeping soundly for the past two days, although his mind and body were very tired, his sleep was unstable. There was always a ghost hanging around in his dreams, as if he was not out of danger.


He even saw the horror of his own death.


Akbar thought, he could hold it, but it turned out that he was holding on. When he is alone and dreams of returning in the middle of the night, the fear of death pulls him into the abyss of eternal doom, making him clearly see his vulnerability and helplessness.


"It can't go on like this, sooner or later it's gonna be crazy." Akbar murmured lowly, "What the hell, why do I not understand any more."


Xiayu who slowly opened her eyes and stayed on the bed hesitated a little, should Akbar know about the past? This nightmare ghost could connect dreams and real, Xiayu was a little helpless.