The scene in the toilet in front of me was changing rapidly, and it seemed that I couldn't hold it anymore.
Behind me, I could still hear grandma's angry voice, and she ran in angrily holding a lamp.
As soon as the girl turned around and wanted to deal with the old man, she even ran to tell her parents that someone died in the toilet, and everything in the toilet changed.
The old man's hand stretched out to him disappeared immediately.
The girl stood there in a daze, looking a little at a loss.
The door of the toilet has disappeared, replaced by a dark wall, with a portrait hanging on it. In the portrait is grandma's kind smile.
There seemed to be men and women sitting around, and there were many other people, and it seemed very lively.
However, in this bustling atmosphere, one can feel a subtle coldness in the surrounding atmosphere. From the sound of gongs and drums beating nearby, one can also hear that there should be a wake-up call.
Judging from the front window, it was already night, and these people seemed not to be sleepy at all, as if the deceased person was particularly in compliance with their wishes.
The girl was a little confused, and even more at a loss.
There was a pot with a fire next to it, and all the things burning in it were paper money. He could recognize it. Kneeling next to him to help burn the paper money, there was also a person who looked exactly like himself.
But in comparison, her eyes were particularly red and swollen, as if she had cried very hard.
There is grandma in the portrait, which proves that this should be grandma’s mourning hall...
This made me feel a little sore in my nose. The scene I just saw in the toilet was still in my mind. If it was already time for my grandma to die, it would be like avenging my sister's blood.
Although one is my sister and the other is my grandmother.
But in my heart, I really have no emotion at all for the latter.
Even I firmly believe that the crying self I see in the picture is definitely the same as what I feel now.
I was celebrating the death of the old man in my heart, not to mention how happy I felt.
But this picture lasted no more than three seconds, and then quickly disappeared, and appeared in his eyes, which was also a very familiar area.
Directly ahead was a vast expanse of black, and sitting on the bed next to her was a girl with particularly long hair.
Xie Chen, who was standing there watching this scene, felt extremely depressed after experiencing all the episodes just now, as if all his energy had been squeezed out.
"younger sister……"
"How could this happen? Why are you so cruel?"
Xiechen gasped for breath and learned the truth of the matter. Looking at the non-existent "sister" in front of him, he didn't even know how to face it.
"..."
As soon as he raised his hand, before he even had time to speak, the sister in front of him had already tilted his head, sat on the bed and shook his legs, looking at him with a smile.
"Sister...are you here?"
"Are you here to play with me?"
Xie Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that he had blocked his grandma's arrest. His sister was not in trouble yet, and she could still talk to him normally.
Xie Chen recalled the scene he had just seen in the toilet, and couldn't help but rush forward, came to his sister's bedside, and gently took her hand.
Seeing such an anxious sister, the younger sister was also a little puzzled.
After being held by her sister's hand, her sister slowly got out of bed and asked with some doubts.
"Sister...are you scared?"
"Don't worry...don't be afraid, I will protect you..."
Xie Chen felt a little distressed and gently held her hand, wanting to take her sister out of the room temporarily, but her sister retracted her hand.
Judging from her sister's expression, she seemed to know what she was thinking, but she rejected it.
"I want to stay here, I want to be with my sister forever!"
My sister's voice was low, but her words were very weighty. There was really no other way, so she had to let go of her hand first.
The younger sister did not sit on the bedside, but after letting go of her hand, she picked up her own hand.
"Sister, don't leave me alone, come and stay with me."
My sister's voice had a tone that she couldn't refuse.
"Sister, you said it yourself..."
"You will always stay with me, that's true, right?"
Before he could reply, there was a slow knock on the door.
When he first entered this room, he didn't even have time to close the door. He didn't know when, but the door to his sister's room suddenly closed by itself.
At the same time as the knock on the door rang, my sister had already sat on the bed, humming a song that she couldn't hear clearly, and her legs were swinging slowly beside the bed.
It seemed that he was very happy to be with her.
But is this really the case for me?
I was immersed in this whirlpool of doubts, and I even felt like I couldn't escape.
The knocking on the door outside continued, as if to bring him back to reality.
"My dear grandson, are you running around for me again?"
"I told you not to imitate your sister, but you just won't listen no matter what I say. Today, grandma, I'm going to fall out with you. I have to teach you how to be a good person!!!"
A particularly angry voice came from outside the door, with a hint of hatred in the tone.
This voice actually angered my sister who was sitting on the bed. There was a large distortion on her face, as if her whole body was filled with hatred.
"You are not allowed to rob my sister. You are absolutely not allowed to take my sister away!"
The younger sister's voice in the room became particularly smooth, but there was no hint of anger, as if she was telling an extremely ordinary thing.
The hair scattered on the ground all seemed to come alive, squirming crazily as my sister spoke, and even a small circle was wrapped up.
This small circle of hair surrounded himself, and the rest began to spread towards the door.
Grandma's hand also began to beat hard on the door, ready to break in at any time.
The door frame has been visibly deformed, exactly the same as it was in the toilet before, but the result may be different this time, because the hair spreading out of the room like a vine is climbing up the door little by little.
The dense black hair was like a patch stuck to the back of the rickety door.
The room door, which had already shown signs of deformation, could not even hear the sound of grandma banging on the door.
Xie Chen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that when compared with his grandma, his younger sister would be better.
Moreover, she was almost killed by her grandma in the toilet earlier, and it was only because of her sister that she survived.
I originally thought that my sister might suffer misfortune on my behalf, but to my surprise, it turned out to be nothing.
But how do I leave this place?
Xie Chen stood up slowly. The hair surrounding him did not imprison him, nor did he do anything to harm himself.
In this room, even if the floor is covered with these black hairs, there are no restrictions on his movements.
It is conceivable that my sister will not do anything to herself.
I just don’t know why, but my sister doesn’t take the initiative to attack grandma?
My own guess is that although my sister's ability is stronger than my grandma's, it's not by much. Of course, there is another possibility.
That is, grandma has left a lingering shadow in the hearts of these two sisters.
Although their hearts are full of hatred, when they see this old man, the two sisters will still feel a sense of fear in their hearts, and even feel a sense of powerlessness.
This is the final expression of accumulation over time. From the scenes that just appeared, I have also experienced this. I believe that this reaction will be stronger in my sister.
Xie Chen took a deep breath and tried to recall the scenes he had just experienced, trying to find some key information to break the situation.
If you want to leave this dungeon, you don't have to expect your parents to come back. After all, when they were at home, they couldn't protect themselves and their sister from grandma's persecution.
The existence of parents is of little use at all. You have to rely on yourself to save your life.
Xiechen's pupils shrank. After thinking about his parents, he also thought of a key element that might be used to deal with his grandma.
But I don’t know yet whether this thing has left any clues...
Now in this situation, I can only take a gamble...
