Chapter 41: True and False Zhang Jinxia (2)
Zhang Jinxia looked at Han Sicheng with a smile, obviously in a good mood: "I just passed by Dexiang Street, and I happened to meet an acquaintance, so he had to pull me to drink two glasses." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Hey, you came down to pick me up on purpose, right? β
Han Sicheng glared at Zhang Jinxia dumbfounded: "Uncle Zhang, what are you talking about?" Weren't you still upstairs? β
"What upstairs?" Zhang Jinxia was a little dizzy by him: "What do you say?" β
Han Sicheng's face turned pale, he reached out and lifted the shopping bag, and shook it at Zhang Jinxia: "Isn't this the wine you want to drink?" You just asked me to come down and buy it for you, Uncle Zhang, are you okay? β
Zhang Jinxia frowned: "I was drinking with my friends just now, and I didn't come here at all?" β
"Huh?" Han Sicheng was a little confused: "Who is the one upstairs?" β
Zhang Jinxia was confused and looked at Han Sicheng blankly.
Han Sicheng glanced at the sandalwood Buddha beads on his wrist, and couldn't help but raise his head and stare at Zhang Jinxia sharply: "Are you a human or a ghost!?" After speaking, he took off the Buddha beads and slapped them on Zhang Jinxia's face.
Zhang Jinxia was caught off guard for a while, and was directly smashed on the head by him, with a cry of pain, and reached out to catch the Buddha beads: "You are crazy, you!" He took a look at the beads and asked in surprise, "Why is this bead in your hand?" β
Zhang Jinxia looked at the Buddha beads, and then at Han Sicheng who was dazed in front of him, suddenly reached out and slapped his thigh, turned his head and ran in the direction of the community where Fan Yingying's family lived, and before he took two steps, he turned around and saw Han Sicheng still standing in place, and couldn't help but say angrily: "What are you still doing stupidly?" Hurry up and lead the way! β
Anyway, Zhang Jinxia took Han Sicheng to buy wine, and after Han Sicheng left, Fan Yingying and him were left in the house.
Fan Yingying was a little nervous, she almost subconsciously reached out and touched her empty wrist, and the wrist that had been carrying sandalwood Buddha beads suddenly became empty, and she always felt as if something was missing, and her heart became empty.
"We need to do some preparation in advance, too." Zhang Jinxia said suddenly.
"How do you prepare?" Hearing Zhang Jinxia's words, Fan Yingying couldn't help but be a little excited.
Zhang Jinxia beckoned to her: "Come here." β
Fan Yingying leaned over, and before she could ask, Zhang Jinxia suddenly reached out and choked her neck.
"You γγγγγγ" Fan Yingying desperately grabbed Zhang Jinxia's hand, trying to break free from his clamps, but she didn't want Zhang Jinxia's two hands to be like huge iron tongs, no matter how she struggled, she didn't move.
Why? Zhang Jinxia wants to kill her?
Fan Yingying stared at Zhang Jinxia with wide eyes in disbelief, and at this look, she couldn't help but gasp, where was Zhang Jinxia who was about to put herself to death in front of her, and it was clearly Mrs. Li on the fifth floor.
A pale face without blood, hollow eyes without focus, and cold hands without temperature. Mrs. Li opened her mouth and made an eerie voice: "Girl, I'm living so miserably down there, you have to help meγγγγγγ β
Fan Yingying struggled desperately, she couldn't make a sound, she could only answer in her heart, then you have to go to your daughter, what are you looking for me!
Mrs. Li seemed to understand her heart, and when she thought of Mrs. Li's daughter, she felt that Mrs. Li was instantly enraged, and her dry and pale mouth said one by one: "You unfilial daughter, I will strangle you!" As soon as the words fell, Mrs. Li really made a mortal effort, as if she regarded Fan Yingying as a bad child in her mouth, staring angrily at those empty eyes, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were stained with strong fierceness.
Dyspnea, lack of oxygen to the brain, and the feeling that her neck was tightly clamped by her hands, like a fish out of the water, Fan Yingying tried her best to cough, but she could only make a gurgling sound from her throat, she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, trying to breathe.
Mrs. Li became more and more angry, she lifted Fan Yingying from the sofa like carrying a rag bag, Fan Yingying subconsciously let go of her hands on her neck, and desperately scratched around trying to hold on to something to stop her body from being lifted into the air, and in a panic, she felt that her fingertips touched something, and she didn't have time to think about it for a while, so she smashed it on Mrs. Li's head.
"Ahh Mrs. Li suddenly let out a miserable scream, Fan Yingying only felt that the pressure on her neck disappeared suddenly, and the fresh air quickly poured into her nasal cavity, causing a sharp pain like a pinprick in her lungs, she clutched her neck and coughed desperately, her temples buzzed, and the originally chaotic brain began to operate again with the inflow of air, she hurriedly got up from the ground, and was just about to run away, when she raised her head, she saw that Mrs. Li disappeared out of thin air, and the place where Mrs. Li was originally standing was messily spread out of the scriptures.
Fan Yingying staggered over to pick up the scriptures, and ran towards the door, she threw herself in front of the neighbor's door, and slapped the door hard: "Open the door!" Please! Open the door! Help me! Ghosts! There's a ghost trying to kill me! β
I knocked on the two households next door, but no one answered.
She slammed the door hard, the thought of surviving made her a little crazy.
"What are you running? Come back soon! The room suddenly sounded the mournful voice of Mrs. Li.
"Ahh Fan Yingying screamed, turned her head and ran downstairs, panicked, the last staircase was empty by her, and she fell to the ground with a stumble under her feet, but she didn't care about the pain at all, she got up from the ground with her hands and feet, and rushed down step by step.
Running down two floors in a row, she inadvertently glanced up at the floor sign, and the icon in front of her was marked with the sixth floor.
Sixth floor?!
Without thinking much about it, she hurriedly continued to run down, I don't know how many floors she ran, and when she looked up, it was actually the fifth floor.
Fan Yingying was sweating profusely, and her breathing sound was like a discarded bellows, making a hissing and rubbing sound between exhales and inhales.
"It's useless." The familiar female voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
Fan Yingying turned her head suddenly, and saw that the female ghost who had never shown her face was standing beside her.
Fan Yingying froze suddenly, she couldn't believe her eyes, her feet were soft, her body collapsed directly to the ground, she stared at the female ghost in a daze, raised her hand tremblingly, pointed at her, and couldn't speak for a long time.
"It's a ghost hitting the wall, don't you see?" The female ghost lowered her head and approached her, her beautiful face looked clearly defined and her facial features in the dark corridor.
"You!" Fan Yingying swallowed hard: "Who are you!" What do you want?
"My name is Bai Susu." Bai Susu looked at Fan Yingying and sighed faintly: "I never wanted to hurt you, I really just wanted you to do me a favor." β