The son sent two Taoist priests away at seven o'clock in the evening.

Lao Lu's wife sat alone next to the mourning hall, she looked at Lao Lu's corpse lying on the ground, and she was indignant. She remembered all kinds of evil deeds that Lao Lu had done to herself over the years.

Thinking of the discomfort, she shed a few tears.

Then, pulling out a tissue and wiping away her tears, she began to laugh again.

Because after so many years, she has finally survived, and now this demon has gone before herself, and her future life is still very long, and she still has a lot of time to be at ease.

Just thinking about it, Lao Lu's wife suddenly heard some voices.

The voice sounded slightly sharp, like something scratching on glass.

Lao Lu's wife got up, and she looked around, trying to find the source of the voice.

The sound is loud for a while, small for a while.

It sounds like a cat is scratching.

Old Lu's wife was very anxious.

She walked around the room, making a great circle, but still couldn't find the source of the sound.

But the sound didn't stop.

It's still a little bit, somewhere in the house.

Lao Lu's wife searched for a long time, and finally found that the sound came from outside the living room window.

The fourth floor is not high, but the wind is very strong.

It seemed to be raining outside, and the wind that blew in scratched his face like a knife. Old Lu's wife poked her head out, and it looked up.

Sure enough, on the window glass above, something like a sackcloth was attached to that piece of glass.

In the not-so-bright light, the thing was moving slightly.

I saw that it was grasping the glass surface with its claws.

And just now, the sound of "Nga" came from this thing, its claws were very sharp, like knives, and the sound of rubbing against the glass made people feel very uncomfortable to hear.

That thing also seemed to have noticed Lao Lu's wife.

The lump of flesh on the glass, if it weren't moving slightly, would have been thought to be a mess of mud stuck on the window.

After a pause, the mass stopped moving.

It turned sideways to look at Old Lu's wife.

In that mass of black meat, a pair of small eyes were shining, looking at Lao Lu's wife fixedly.

The cold wind outside the window continued to hit Lao Lu's wife's face.

It's still like a knife cut.

Lao Lu's wife's body shuddered, and she was about to retract her head, when at this moment, the thing suddenly rushed towards Lao Lu's wife.

This sudden surprise surprised Lao Lu's wife.

She hurried back into her room, about to close the glass window.

At this moment, the black spot, after a few laps in the night sky outside, suddenly flew into the house with a "whoosh" and stuck to the face of Lao Lu's wife.

When that thing sticks to its own skin, it looks like a piece of dead tree bark.

Lao Lu's wife got goosebumps.

She saw the black thing and began to hover above the room.

Around the half-lit lamp, flew around and around.

A gust of wind came in through the glass window, which had not yet been completely closed.

Lao Lu, who was lying on the ground, was straight.

Suddenly, the white cloth on his face was lifted all at once. Lao Lu's wife was surprised to find that she didn't know when, Lao Lu's face turned into dry bones.

The moisture on his body felt as if it had been sucked dry.

The whole person is deformed.

Moreover, the two small eyes are deeply sunken.

It looks like two knife marks.

The white cloth on Lao Lu's face floated in mid-air with the gust of wind.

The black thing, flying around the white cloth.

The white cloth finally fell on the oil lamp on Lao Lu's feet.

It was put over an oil lamp and covered it in its entirety.

I don't know if the wick inside is on or off. When Lao Lu's wife saw it, she immediately stepped forward and saw the white cloth uncovered.

However, she was still a step too late.

The oil lamp on Lao Lu's feet was still extinguished.

Lao Lu's wife felt tight.

She remembered what the two Taoist priests had told her before, the two oil lamps on Lao Lu's head and feet must not be extinguished, otherwise, she and her son would be in danger of their lives.

Thinking of this, Lao Lu's wife found a lighter, picked out the wick in the oil lamp, and re-lit it.

And at the moment.

The wind was blowing in from the window.

Lao Lu's wife saw the oil lamp on Lao Lu's head, and she also began to shake violently.

She got up, hurried over to the glass window, and closed it.

The room was quiet all of a sudden.

The black bat that had been hovering in mid-air just now was also hanging upside down on the ceiling light in the living room.

Its body still looked like a mass of carrion.

Two eyeballs the size of black beans stared at Lao Lu's wife like this.

Lao Lu's wife stood beside Lao Lu.

She looked up and looked at the bat for a long time before crouching down.

After gently putting the white cloth on Lao Lu's face, which had been completely deformed, she was about to stand up.

At this moment, her hand was grabbed by Lao Lu all at once!

Lao Lu's hand, although it was already dry, was very strong, grabbing his wife's wrist like a pair of pliers, and with a little more strength, he was about to break him.

Old Lu's wife was frightened.

She screamed, trying to pull her hands out.

However, no matter how hard she tried, she was still dragged by Lao Lu, and she couldn't do anything at all.

At the same time, an even more terrifying scene appeared.

Obviously, Lao Lu's wife had already closed the window, but suddenly a strong wind poured in the room from nowhere. The sound of the wind was very loud.

The chandelier hanging above Lao Lu was swaying from side to side.

And the black bat was still hanging on the lampstand, standing still.

The wind mixed with raindrops and fell on the face of Lao Lu's wife.

Like a knife cut.

The two oil lamps on Lao Lu's head and feet shook very violently.

Lao Lu's wife wanted to take care of the two oil lamps, but her hands were dragged to death by the other party, and she couldn't move them at all. Seeing that the two oil lamps were about to be blown out by the strong wind.

At this moment, the bat hanging on the chandelier suddenly rushed towards Lao Lu and pounced!

I saw that its entire body was all attached to Lao Lu's face.

It's like a lump of mud.

Its body was huge, just covering Lao Lu's face.

At the same time, Lao Lu grabbed his wife's hand and worked harder and harder.

Lao Lu's wife continued to scream, and the bat, like a sucker, sucked Lao Lu's face firmly, and it seemed that his whole body was about to sink into it.

The wind is getting stronger.

I don't know where the ice rain came from, and it kept lining up on the face of Lao Lu's wife.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise around!