Before she could react, her grandma had already stood up quickly, but fortunately, her sister took her hand from behind and pulled her up at this moment.
"Sister...run!"
My sister stood behind me and screamed hard, and I could even vaguely see the tears on her eyes.
In such a small space, being chased by grandma was indeed a particularly desperate thing.
But it's not completely inescapable.
Xie Chen didn't listen to his sister's words. As soon as he reacted, he immediately somersaulted ahead and picked up the two A4 papers on the ground with his hands.
After taking a look, he also frowned.
This thing is actually a copy, which means that it is not the original real document.
Just a copy of the real document, why don't parents keep the real document in their own hands? It's impossible for this kind of thing to appear in the hands of the buyer's parents?
Could it be that this thing was thrown away by parents?
Before he could figure out the reason, his sister suddenly fell behind him and bumped into his body.
Xie Chen suddenly became panicked, and quickly looked behind him, only to see that grandma had already put one of her palms down.
A crisp sound rang from my ears, so fast that the action had already been completed, but the sound just started to sound.
Xie Chen was startled, and quickly turned around to support his sister and pulled her into his arms. Grandma's other hand raised high did not continue to fall.
Xiechen gritted his teeth and took out the two plastic-sealed A4 papers in his hand, and finally faced his grandma fiercely.
"Open your eyes and take a closer look. I'm not your grandson at all, nor am I your good grandson...!"
"Let's not mention that we are not related by blood at all. I am even a girl, not a boy at all."
Because the document was thrust in front of her, grandma had to open her eyes and look at it. The word "Female" was clearly written on it.
The old man's pupils shrank.
Only the terrifying whites of a pair of eyes are left, which makes people look a little chilly at such a close distance.
"You...what did you say?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"
"You just think that I, Old Chai, are bullying me and bullying me because I don't understand anything. But how could I not understand?"
"You are a granddaughter, not even my granddaughter, so where will my grandson go?"
"My grandson... where is my grandson?"
Grandma covered her head and knelt on the ground, roaring. Her face was extremely painful, and she even kept banging her head on the ground.
It seems that in this way, he is trying to recall the memory of his grandson in his brain.
But in Xie Chen's view, this method can only be used to relieve mental pain. For this old man, there is no way to help him remember, right?
I have the experience of being eroded by weirdness. At such times, I will only fall into the fantasy caused by the weirdness. I can rarely recall it through my own self-mutilation.
"impossible……"
Xie Chen brought the two pieces of paper to the old man again, and even placed them on the ground where the old man kept knocking his head, so that the old man could see the contents every time he kowtowed.
It even comes with two baby photos, and even the foot prints are copied.
Moreover, there are three people's signatures below, and there is nothing fake at all.
"Stop lying to yourself!"
"Don't you know where your grandson is?"
"Do I know that this right governs us? Even if you are our grandmother, we are only granddaughters. Do you treat your granddaughter like this?"
Xie Chen said in a hoarse voice, unknowingly, there were some tears in his eyes, as if the words he just said were his true feelings.
"Why……"
"Why should girls be treated like this?"
"Grandma, aren't you a girl?"
After Xie Chen weakly pulled his sister's hand to his feet, his whole body collapsed on the ground. It seemed that he had spent all his strength to ask this question.
Grandma stopped hitting her head on the ground, as if her whole body was stunned after hearing these words.
"Why……"
"it's me?"
"That's right, it's me! It's me!"
The expression on grandma's face was particularly crazy, and even her body began to become severely distorted.
She was still talking, but most of her words had become hesitant, and only some of them could still be barely understood.
"Yes, that's right!"
"It's me...****...it's me who killed my biological grandson, it's me who caused him to die. If it weren't for my old bones, I would be able to hold my grandson in my arms." of…!"
"Instead of a cold, huddled mass lying on the bed...it's all me, it's me who drove this home to the end..."
While grandma was wailing in pain, some black particles began to emit from her entire body, and even the drooping skin on her body was falling off rapidly.
Xie Chen frowned, and his consciousness became particularly clear. This consciousness was not mixed with the protagonist in this dungeon, it was just pure self-awareness.
The current self, to put it bluntly, is more like a bystander, like a God's perspective.
When he saw this body, he slowly held his sister's hand and crawled forward little by little, arriving in front of his grandma who was struggling in pain.
He stretched out his white hand and gently touched grandma's arm with his fingers.
The black particles emanating from it seemed to have shrunk back immediately, but other areas were still festering in large areas, and many black particles were rushing toward the body behind.
Xie Chen only saw himself shaking his head. His body was beyond his control. After turning his head to look at his sister behind him, he held her sister's hand as if to say something to the old man in front of him who had stopped wailing.
suddenly.
The rate of ulceration on the old man's body has slowed down, and has even begun to stop.
The old man's eyes, with only the whites remaining, have regained their original brilliance, but in his own eyes, this is more like a flashback.
The old man looked at him with a hint of doubt, but from his dodge, he could actually see more of a sense of guilt.
As he spoke again, the old man in front of him began to burst into tears.
My consciousness became a bystander. I could only see the scene, but I couldn't hear what the three people were saying.
It seems to be a pure advancement of the storyline of this copy.
But it doesn't seem to be as simple as simply advancing. It seems that outside this weird world of ghost stories, there really is such a pair of grandmothers and granddaughters, resolving each other's inner knots.
As the grandma in front of her closed her eyes, the last tear slipped from his wrinkled face.
It can be seen that the old man with silver-white hair, facing his two granddaughters, has a long-lost peace on his face.
It is a kind of kindness that only the elderly can have.
The white hair on her head was as white as floating snowflakes.
The scene in front of him flashed by, and soon completely disappeared in front of him.
What finally caught his eye again was the extremely familiar darkness.
The expected announcement did not sound, as if some kind of creature was walking towards him.
Xie Chen looked at his body, only to find that in the darkness, he could actually see his hands and feet this time.
In other words, compared to when he entered this area before, his body's resistance to weirdness has improved a lot.
Of course, it might just be a weird story, and he didn't really start to pollute his body, otherwise he might still fall as usual.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if a looming figure appeared in front of him.
"Congratulations, it seems that you have passed the special test I set for you again."
"How about it?"
"Are you satisfied with this story as a chosen one from outside?"
Xiechen's lips moved slightly, but he still hadn't decided how to answer.
But it seems that the guy standing in front of him has indeed opened his mouth to answer for himself.
"I think you should be satisfied. After all, I am also looking forward to your performance."
"Of course, your performance is too boring, although everything is developing in the established direction, and you also have key choices at some nodes."
"But this is not what I want to see. This is not exciting at all."
Xie Chen frowned and heard the meaning of the voice.
The excitement in its perception may be a part of itself that has been assimilated by the weirdness, or even mutated into another weirdness in this copy.
Of course, it is actually possible.
It's just like the copy of the funeral. If you accidentally fall into the reincarnation of those dreams, you will become a part of that copy.
That is, the paper man in the funeral dungeon, and the paper man who appears in the second reincarnation later, are actually the products left over from his previous failure.
If all failed, I would probably stay and become the strange physical manifestation of that copy.
"Your kind invitation is unnecessary. If you really want to see something interesting, then I have a suggestion. Wouldn't it be more wonderful to let your entire world of ghost stories turn into a brilliant firework, directly from existence to nothingness?"
“It is often the fleeting things in this world that reflect its splendor and beauty.”
"What's my suggestion?"
Xie Chen smiled slightly, but no matter how hard he tried, this idea was unlikely to be adopted by Guitan Weiyi.
“Interesting and interesting.”
"No, no, no, I don't think it should be like this. It is very likely to be leaked out. You don't want to have weird manifestations everywhere in the real world outside, right?"
After hearing these words, sweat broke out on the back of Xie Chen's hands.
According to what this guy said, could it be possible that the ghost stories could actually appear in reality?
More than 80% of people will definitely die...
