Deliberately letting me find out, to scare me away?
Also, am I dying?
What she said was too shocking.
Based on all the information she disclosed, she does not know me or the Luo family.
But she is already investigating me!
Even if I kill her now, it won't stop her, and it may even lead to revenge.
My heart sank, and a strange and irritable feeling arose.
I thought I had learned a lot of skills, but the only people I worried about were my uncle's family.
But why is the water in Jinyang so deep?
Lao Qintou never mentioned it.
"Who are you?" I tried my best to stay calm and asked again in a deep voice.
"Follow me, don't you already know?"
"You broke the rules. Someone is looking for you. When they find you, you will really be dead."
"Besides, if you want to attack the evil ghosts in this villa, you may die first before they can come."
As she spoke, the woman moved lightly and approached me.
"You mean, because of the Fenghanxuan incident, someone came to kill me, and that was the person sent by You Feng?" I keenly captured the key information.
"Feng Hanxuan? Are you worthy? However, that group of people is quite disgusting. They are pretentious and have set many rules. People who have sinned are not allowed to hurt ordinary people. This is one of them. Little brother, you are very curious about knowledge. I can take it easy. Let me tell you slowly..."
The lingering perfume smell makes people's noses itch. She was less than five steps away from me.
I raised my hand, and the blade of the razor between my fingers was facing her face.
"I have something to do. Since you have been following me for two days, you know where I live. Go there and wait for me." I said decisively.
A trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, she stopped, and she had a slight smile on her face.
"Are you afraid that something might happen to the lame man and take advantage of me?"
My pupils shrank.
She saw through my intentions instantly?
Of course, exploitation is only one of them.
The water in Jinyang is too deep.
My intuition tells me that if I don’t understand it thoroughly, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stand firm.
Understanding through this woman is not the best way, but it is the best solution at hand.
"He will be fine. Those people will not harm ordinary people. But I can tell you clearly that as long as you provoke the ghosts in this villa, something will happen."
The woman's words were more persuasive.
I didn't answer, my hand shook.
There were two soft snaps, and two drops of blood hit the paper figure's face.
The blood mark spread instantly and turned into a pair of red eyes!
Even in broad daylight, the villa became gloomy.
The paper was tied automatically without wind, making a rustling sound and shaking continuously.
"You!" The woman frowned.
It could be seen that there was a hint of anger and regret in her expression.
I said nothing and looked at her.
She frowned slightly, but there was even more regret in her eyes.
"It's hard to persuade the damn ghost, little brother, my sister can only help you collect the body."
After saying this, she quickly retreated and disappeared outside the iron gate of the villa in the blink of an eye.
Everything around him became quiet.
The woman certainly wouldn't have gone far.
Turning around, looking at the spiritual position, he slowly closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, all the tangled thoughts had been suppressed.
As time goes by, the direction of the sun also changes. The sunlight pours diagonally into the door of the villa, and part of it is reflected on the spiritual tablet. For a moment, the spiritual tablet feels bare.
The paper man looked even colder in the sunlight, and the blood-stained eyes were completely dizzy. The palm-sized paper man's face exuded a sense of refinement, but apart from being cold, it had no spirit, and was still just an empty piece of paper.
After waiting for a long time, the light from the setting sun began to turn red.
When the night swallows up the last trace of skylight, that moment when it gets dark!
The living room on the first floor of the villa suddenly became invisible.
There was a slight clicking sound, like someone walking on tiptoes, or like liquid falling from a height.
Finally, my vision slightly adjusted to the darkness.
The palm-sized face of the paper man in front of him turned dark green, and his body was trembling.
If not, I heard wailing and screaming.
The sound was very far away, but suddenly it became very close and very loud!
It was so big it felt like someone had shot me in the head.
His consciousness kept buzzing, and the only thing left in his hearing was this shrill cry!
So fierce!
In the ten years following Lao Qintou, I have provoked fierce evil spirits, but the level of evil spirits was far less than what it is now!
She was still crying and didn't come close to me!
I turned around suddenly.
Even though I was well prepared, the scene I saw still made my scalp numb.
On the door of the living room, there is a rope noose of 20 to 30 centimeters hanging.
A noose is tied around a person's neck.
There was not an inch of skin on her body, only a bloody body, a bald head, a short nose, no ears, no mouth, and a hole in her mouth.
The struggle, twisting, and wailing in the mouth were like convulsions before death.
Some ghosts wander around after death and become lonely ghosts.
At most, they wander to certain places because of obsession.
For example, Tang Qianqian wandered into my house and waited for me.
But some ghosts will suffer too much torture when they die. No matter the psychological or physical torture, they will be so resentful that they will stay in the place of death and be unable to escape.
Just like my mother in front of me!
Suddenly, the wailing disappeared.
A gust of wind blew violently into the living room door, and the noose swayed in the wind, but my mother's skinless body disappeared!
In an instant, the temperature around me dropped to freezing point.
I was breathing heavily and my eyes were hot, not because I was afraid, but because I felt uncomfortable.
Something seemed to shake on his side.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the paper man twisting its neck and glancing at me sideways.
The bright red blood eyes exuded a sense of malice!
Suddenly, I moved.
One hand clasped his heart with five fingers.
The fingers of the other hand were instantly clasped at the heart of the paper man!
Ghosts were once humans, with ten fingers connected to the heart, and mother and child connected to the heart.
The best way to alleviate the grievances of the deceased is to let the loved ones feel the feelings, and then awaken the sanity of the deceased from the grievances!
But all I felt was cold, stiff, and sticky.
It was as if the hand was just pressing on the flesh and blood of a skinless corpse, without any resonance!
My head was buzzing, there was only one explanation for this!
This ghost has nothing to do with me!
At that moment, my whole scalp stood up.
Years of knowledge were overturned in an instant.
Following this, the cold Yin Qi entered the body from the limbs and bones!
I wanted to yank my hand back, but it was as if my hand was stuck on a sticky mouse board and I couldn't pull it off at all!
"I feel so hurt... so cold."
"It's so thin, it's not skin..."
There was a crack in the paper, and there were sparse teeth underneath.
The plaintive and trembling voice sounded like it was suffering endless pain.
The paper man has no mouth. If the paper man spoke, he would be filled with resentment.
"Give me your skin, please?" Although its voice was trembling, it was asking.
The next second, the paper man raised his right arm and pressed it towards my head!
I couldn't move my right hand away, so I was about to raise my left arm to resist.
That formless resentment wrapped around me tightly, preventing me from moving an inch...
The paper man's arms were very thin, but when he held down my head, he burst out with great force, causing me to kneel down to the ground with a bang.
Immediately afterwards, the paper man's right arm pushed back again, causing my scalp to feel burning and painful.
The right hand that was originally placed on the paper man's mouth lost its adhesion and slid vertically to his side.
My head was pushed up slightly.
The body is still unable to move.
Not only that, but you can also see a faint white air flowing out from my lips, forming strands of thread, which penetrated into the cracked mouth of the paper man.
