Chapter 96: Please, Don't Follow Me!
The man was in the mirror and saw a figure.
After putting on his glasses, he finally saw clearly.
Turning suddenly, a woman was standing next to the operating table.
The fluorescent lamp "snorted", and the woman's face was revealed one by one.
"Ahh The man exclaimed, "You...... Aren't you dead......"
Suddenly, the fluorescent lamp went out, and within two seconds, it came back on.
The man looked over again in a panic.
The operating table was empty.
He swallowed again, and his breathing didn't feel smooth.
He felt his legs tremble, the pool of water behind him pressed cold against his lower back.
"Rustling ......"
It's that voice again.
The man looked back and forth, grabbed the screwdriver in his hand again, raised it in front of him, and looked around on guard.
"You come out!" He yelled.
"I know you're there!"
"You're dead!"
"Why are you still following me!"
The man roared, and his emotions gradually became broken.
"Didn't I apologize to you? Why are you following me? ”
"Isn't it enough to burn so much paper for you? If it's not enough, I'll burn it for you! ”
"I beg you, don't follow me!"
"I can't eat and sleep well now, can't I be wrong?"
"Woo ......"
The man knelt down, weeping bitterly, and the screwdriver in his hand slipped to the ground and rolled out a long way.
After a long while, the man stopped crying, slowly raised his head, and saw that the woman's figure was missing from his operating room.
He ran out of the ground with a rolling belt, and the screen was hit by him.
However, when he had just run to the door, it was as if someone was holding him behind him.
He clutched the door frame tightly with both hands, and his eyes showed fear and despair, "Don't! No! Don't ......"
The fingers on the door frame, one by one, slipped off, and the man was dragged back.
With a "poof", the man was thrown on the edge of the pool with a strong force, and his glasses were thrown out.
He felt like his waist was about to break, and his head was dizzy.
Shaking his head, he narrowed his eyes and looked ahead carefully.
The blurry picture made him have to look around for the glasses on the ground.
A figure on the other side was approaching him.
The man fumbled his hands around in a panic and anxiousness.
Finally, I touched my glasses and quickly put them on.
But when he saw his surroundings clearly through the broken lenses, a woman's pale and gray face instantly appeared in front of him.
It was so close that it almost hit his face.
The man stepped back in shock, and with a "bang", he hit the iron cabinet under the pool.
He had no choice but to widen his eyes and look at the woman.
His lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.
The woman was not very old, and she was wearing a surgical gown, but it was covered with blood, and her bare legs were covered with blood flowing down from them.
First a drop, then a one, and finally more and more, like a broken faucet, "whooshing" down.
On the ground, the woman's pale feet stood in a pool of bright red blood, and the strong contrast between white and red formed boundless fear that spread to the man's whole body.
He was trembling all over, cold sweat slid down his forehead and dripped into his eyes, stinging!
He blinked subconsciously, and finally his eyes were opened.
The woman was gone again.
He looked back and forth in a panic, his legs were as weak as noodles, and he could only run out on his knees.
The doorway was in front of him, and as long as he could climb out, he could run out.
When the door arrived, the instinct to survive gave the man a little strength, and he reached out and picked up the door frame.
But that's it.
The body was dragged from behind again.
"No!" The man held out his hand to the door in despair and dragged it back.
Lying on the cold ground, the man's body couldn't move.
He saw the woman reappear, her eyes white and her lips black, the corners of her mouth slowly cracking to the sides, revealing a mouthful of fine, sharp teeth.
The man's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't make any sound.
He could only watch as the woman floated up and came squarely above him.
The woman smiled grimly, her hands stretched out, her dark sharp nails spread, and she grabbed at the man desperately.
The man saw that there were scars on his body, and blood gushed out.
The pain and fear made the man's pupils begin to dilate.
However, the woman continues, starting from the chest and gradually descending.
The man saw that his legs were blurred with blood, and he could almost see the bones.
"Giggle......
In his throat, after a few sounds, he let out his last breath and roared, staring at him, not moving.
……
Early in the morning, the fat man rarely offered to send stone eggs to school.
I watched the two of them go out the door shoulder to shoulder, turn around to clean up the storefront, open the door, and stand in the door for a while.
The weather is still gloomy today.
It seems that after autumn, there are not a few days of good weather.
Back in the back, Aunt Liu came down with the quilt in her arms, complaining in her mouth, "In this weather, there are not a few times when the sun comes out, and the quilt can't be sunburned!" ”
I hurried over to help.
Aunt Liu dodged for a while, "No, you go and help me tighten the rope." ”
The rope for drying clothes in the yard was a little loose, so I pulled one end, pulled it tightly and tied it again, and went over to help Aunt Liu dry the quilt.
"Wait until the day is better to get better, don't do things all day, you can rest when you are free."
Aunt Liu smiled, "It's good to hang it out for ventilation, otherwise how can you sleep when the tide returns?" Alright, you go in, I'll do it alone. ”
I smiled and agreed, and when I saw that there was no quilt, I went to the front.
is still making tea, holding ancient books and looking at them, waiting for guests to come to the door.
Actually, I basically read all these books in Master's study when I was a child, but at that time they were all just a casual look.
Now it seems that it is different again, and I have learned a lot from it and learned a lot about the history of the feng shui world.
In our industry, you don't just know how to do things, many things need to be integrated, and they need to be flexible, not immutable.
Because evil does not come according to your preference, there are thousands of ways to die, and evil is also varied, and there are endless ones.
I was fascinated by it, and I was also looking for clues about the burial of human skin.
I picked up the bowl and took a sip when the phone rang.
I put down the book and took it out to see that it was Cao Ying.
I wondered if something had happened again, so I answered the phone, "Sister Ying, something happened again?" ”
"It's not! It was that human skin, Luo Jia found something unusual! ”
"What's that?" I frowned a little, what I saw that night, after breaking the evil aura, was just an ordinary human skin, what could be out of the ordinary?
"I'll send you a picture of the past, you can see for yourself! If there's anything you'd like to ask, just call me or stop by! ”
Hanging up the phone, I opened the WeChat message sent by Cao Ying, which was a few photos from different angles.
The first, a whole human skin, is nothing strange about it.
But from the second one, the human skin was turned over, and it was densely engraved with words.
I don't know it, but I know it's an ancient language from South Asia.
I quickly flipped through the photos, and then immediately called Cao Ying back, "Sister Ying, I'll go over immediately, you ask Luo Jia not to do anything first." ”
Hanging up the phone, I went to the study to get my backpack, said to Aunt Liu, and prepared to go out.
Before he could go out, the fat man returned.
"Meridian! Meridian! The fat man ran in with a shocked face, "Do you remember the man we saw at the door the other day?" It's the one who carries a female ghost on his back in broad daylight? ”