Chapter 339: The Villa is Frightened

At this moment, I felt all my cold hairs stand on end.

Something like this happens.

I slowly turned around, and suddenly there was a new person standing on the piano, it was a woman in a white dress, the woman had long black hair, and she looked like she had just come of age.

The girl is very beautiful and very delicate, but it gives people a feeling that it is not fireworks in the world.

There was always a hazy aura around me, and I walked over slowly, no matter how I looked at the other party, it was not alone.

When I was less than five meters close to the other party, all of a sudden I saw that the sound of the piano suddenly became violent, and the other party's song was no longer finished, and it was completely random.

The noise kept ringing through the room, and with the sound of the piano, I saw that the girl's face was constantly cracking.

But at this moment, I suddenly felt as if I had seen this girl somewhere.

The girl's face is cracked more and more, like the land that has been exposed to the sun, and it continues to crack, and the skin is falling off little by little like parchment, and I don't dare to approach it at will without knowing the specific situation.

I watched from afar, and I saw that the girl's body was constantly beginning to decompose, and the flesh was constantly falling off the ground, and there was no blood on the body, like a collapsed stone.

When the body was completely shattered, the girl disappeared without a trace, and the room returned to its original state, and the sound of the piano never sounded again.

When everything was quiet, I slowly walked up to the piano and stretched out a hand to slowly caress the surface of the piano.

At this moment, I suddenly felt someone scratch me, and when I looked down, I found that inside the piano, I don't know when, a white hand appeared on my original hand.

I couldn't move, and the other party held my hand and kept waving beautiful tunes on the piano, conveying it again.

At that moment, I suddenly heard a loud noise outside the room, and in an emergency I gritted my teeth and dragged my own hand off the piano.

At this moment, my hand felt as if it had been scalded by boiling water, and it was red and painful.

I immediately pushed open the door to the music room and hurried to the hall, where I saw a tripod in the middle of the bedroom and collapsed.

The old lady was still in a coma, and I walked over slowly, only to find two bottles of drip on the stand next to me, one of which had been filled.

It's that bag of serum.

I had speculated that the old lady might have something sick with her blood, so she had to register new blood every day, and when I first entered the room, the blood bag was still full of blood.

And now it looks like someone has drunk it, basically there is not a single pill left, I look at this old lady again, obviously the other party's face is slowly starting to redden, and the body looks like a healthy person.

I slowly walked up to the old lady, who opened her eyes at the same time, and we looked at each other, and at that moment I was so frightened that I took two steps back and almost sat on the ground.

And this old lady's eyes are blood-red.

And even the eyes, which were originally black, have turned dark red.

The old lady slowly sat up from the bed, and I immediately prepared for battle, for fear that the other party would be some kind of evil.

As a result, I thought too much, but fortunately, when the old lady sat up, she said in a very kind tone: "Where has your Dean Sun gone, I have always been afraid of meeting strangers!"

When the other party said this, he was not as angry and angry as Dean Sun said.

On the contrary, the tone is very flat, as if looking at a very ordinary thing.

Although the other party's appearance is very strange, there is no problem between words, and I feel that the other party's soul fluctuates very strongly, and it is not a resurrected soul.

I don't know which country this old lady is from, it may be due to regional culture, which causes some differences in appearance between salt and salt, but the other party is a human being.

I immediately replied with a smile: "I'm really sorry, Dean Sun has something to do today, so I can't come, so let me come and see you where I went!"

Then the old lady sighed deeply.

Whenever I took a step forward, the old lady stepped back, implying that I was not too welcome.

This is really similar to what Dean Sun said.

Although the old lady in front of her looked no different from the others, she looked very frightened in the face of strangers, although it was not revealed on her face.

I didn't come here for the real purpose of delivering medicine to the old lady.

But seeing the old lady in front of me is not too much of a problem, then my investigation should be over.

I put the medicine in my hand next to the old lady's cabinet, I knew that the other party didn't want to approach me, I deliberately threw it aside and said directly: "I'm sorry, I really took the liberty of disturbing today, the person who came here after I put the medicine here is Dean Sun, so I'll leave first!"

As I walked to his door as I said this, I suddenly remembered that I had seen the mysterious female ghost in the music classroom earlier.

The girl's appearance, I really seem to have seen it somewhere.

Then I asked at the door: "I personally have a suggestion, why don't you move a place to live, Li Yan Yanxi is not very convenient for your life!"

The old lady didn't say anything, just nodded numbly, and lay down on the bed again as if she was going to sleep, as if she was going to drive away.

I didn't say anything and went straight home.

At the end of the day, but in the evening, all of a sudden, I almost jumped out of bed, because I remembered who that girl was.

Although I can't name the girl now, I remember looking through the archives of the nursing home and looking through the pictures of the woman.

It should be said that it is a picture of the female ghost.

When I thought of this, I ran back to the nursing home, but it was a pity that the archives had already been burned to the ground, and there was no way to find out, but at this time, I suddenly remembered the previous Zhang Xiaofan.

The other party kept holding out his finger in one direction before he died.

I didn't have a chance to investigate before, but now there is no one around here to take a look.