Five days later.
Zhang Ruliang's home.
"Recently, social relations have been tense and ghost incidents have become serious. People are asked to go out less often, close doors and windows, and do not believe false information on the Internet..."
On the TV, a man in a suit and tie was repeating the official advice, the clock on the wall was ticking, the hot water was boiling in the kitchen, and there were groans coming from the room.
"ah......"
The moan sounded again, and the mother in the kitchen became more and more trembling. She hunched over, clutching the rag in her hand tightly, her eyes constantly wandering around, with fear and worry in her eyes, and she glanced at the closed door from time to time. room, and then kept wiping the reflective tabletop with the rag on his hand, printing out her pale face.
"Crack."
Mom turned off the gas stove and put the noodles into the bowl. Without the sound of gas, the moaning sounds in the room became clearer, like a woman taking a bath after a tired day, like the comfort of putting cold feet into warm water. , like the seductive ghost in the storybook, like the man-eating demon.
With a struggling look on her face, my mother finally picked up two bowls of noodles and walked to the living room.
Putting the noodles on the table, my mother wiped her hands on her apron, then cautiously walked to the room and knocked on the door.
"Dong dong dong."
"Liang'er...it's time to eat."
The moaning stopped abruptly.
Her mother's voice trembled unconsciously, and there was no reply from the room. The whole room fell into silence, and she could hear her own heartbeat. Her throat was surging, and she slowly stretched her hand towards the doorknob. .
"Click."
Before her mother could twist the doorknob, there was a twisting sound from the other side of the door. Then the door was opened a crack. Her mother lowered her head and saw an eye. It was Zhang Ruliang looking up at her.
Her entire body was hidden in the darkness, and her mother could not see clearly. She only felt that she had gained a lot of weight.
"Liang'er, are you kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly...it's time to eat."
"I understand, Mom, I'll come out to eat noodles later."
The door closed again. Mom licked her lips, took a deep breath, held her apron again, and sat back at the table.
Looking at the steaming noodles, my mother's mouth watered, not because of hunger, but because of fear.
My daughter is getting more and more wrong.
At first, she thought that her daughter could not accept her sister's murder if she stayed in the house and needed her own space to accept it all.
But as time went by, she felt more and more something was wrong.
My daughter is not sad, she is doing other things.
One day, another day, another day.
She knew clearly that it was her daughter in the room, but she couldn't feel any affection at all, she only felt scared.
Just like the unknown fear she felt when she watched her belly grow little by little, now this room is like an embryo, growing continuously.
Until now.
"Click."
The door opened again, this time it was not just a gap, but it was completely open. The light from the living room entered the room, and only an outline could be seen, and then from the darkness, a hand tentatively stretched out.
Then another hand.
Then another hand.
Then another hand.
One hand after another reached out from the darkness, groping around, sucking on the wall, supporting the ground, and driving forward like a chain. Zhang Ruliang squirmed out of the room.
"Um......"
There was another groan, covering the sun with one hand, Zhang Ruliang narrowed his eyes, then panted, and walked out of the room with difficulty.
She was too bloated, and her whole body was covered with scars and sarcomas. Eight hands stretched out from eight directions of her body, and further up, her back... was covered with dense photos.
Hundreds of photos were a heavy burden. Zhang Ruliang landed on the ground with eight hands and crawled out of the room like a spider. She gasped, then raised her head and looked at her mother.
Mother looked at Zhang Ruliang in front of her and was stunned.
After a while, my mother opened her mouth and said in disbelief:
"Liang'er...how did you become like this?"
At present, the common sense has not been revised, and her mother clearly saw Zhang Ruliang's strange scene. Her body couldn't help trembling, and then she took two steps back and pressed against the sofa.
"Are you Liang'er?"
"I am."
"But why did you become like this?"
"mom!"
A familiar voice came from the strange creature in front of her. The strange creature in front of her seemed to have the shadow of the original Zhang Ruliang. My mother kept blinking and looked at the human spider in front of her, looking at it in a daze.
My daughter's voice sounded in my ears again, it was the ball of flesh in front of me that was crying and in pain.
She succeeded and survived successfully. Although the tasks behind the Taoist Sutra became increasingly difficult, with her immortal body, she no longer had to do the tasks at all. Although she grew eight arms to stretch her body, Transformed into a human spider, but death did not come after all.
She succeeded.
But she was in so much pain.
"Daughter, what happened to you?"
"mom."
"I am tired."
The daughter took a step forward and looked at her mother in front of her. The only normal skull mark reflected her urgent and anxious expression.
Tears flowed from her eyes, she choked, her body trembled like a dog being soaked in water, and then she slowly lowered her body, gritted her teeth, pushed hard, and pushed her body up again.
"I can't hold it anymore...Mom."
"But, what can I do?"
The mother looked at her daughter lying on the ground in front of her. She felt that Zhang Ruliang was no longer the Zhang Ruliang she used to be. However, looking at that familiar face and the painful expression, her heart still twitched.
It's her fault that her daughter is like this.
It was her fault that her eldest daughter died, and it was also her fault that her younger daughter became like this.
She shouldn't have made her daughter suffer like this.
"Daughter, how can I help you?"
"Mom, can you really help me!!"
Tears of happiness were shed on the daughter's face. Looking at the mother in front of her, she was indeed the best mother in the world, willing to bear the pain for him.
"Not...difficult..."
The daughter's body gradually lowered again. When she realized this, she jerked up again, but the photo on her body penetrated deeper due to inertia.
The daughter's face twitched in pain. After she recovered, she collapsed and said to her mother:
"I'm really tired. The photos on my body weigh me down so much. I can still bear it today, but there will be new photos tomorrow, and there will be new photos the day after tomorrow. Sooner or later I won't be able to bear it anymore."
"Only you can help me now."
"Mother!"
As long as my mother is willing to help me.
"Pfft."
A hand was raised tremblingly, and then he pulled out a photo from his body.
The photo was stained with flesh and blood, and it hurt Zhang Ruyue to pull it out.
This is the photo she cherishes most and thinks is the most suitable for her mother. This is the scene where her mother is standing by the window, taking advantage of the sunshine outside the window, gently stroking Zhang Ruliang's head.
She placed the photo in front of her mother, with endless prayer and pity, and said in the most aggrieved voice:
"Mother."
"Can you bear this photo for me?"
