Crack, Crack!

Zhang Lihua suddenly heard some strange sound. The sound seemed to be coming from the upper floor, and it seemed to be from the door. Zhang Lihua was not sure...

Could it be the dark shadow yesterday?

Zhang Lihua's Adam's apple trembled and she forced herself to watch TV. He was watching a variety show, but the host was shocked and made Zhang Lihua feel uncomfortable. Just when the host was exaggerating the performance, he suddenly felt that his shoulders sank, as if something was sitting on his shoulders.

Zhang Lihua glanced out of the corner of her eyes and felt like she was a leg...

The heart began to accelerate, and Zhang Lihua forced herself to concentrate on watching TV, but when he looked at TV again, the TV picture suddenly turned black, and a bloody hand seemed to stretch out inside!

Zhang Lihua's heart suddenly became cold. He really wanted to run out now, even if he was with the boss with crutches. Even if there was a bloody smell outside the door, he felt that it was more reassuring than now. Zhang Lihua had anticipated many possibilities in her heart. The neighbor next door might be waiting for him outside the door. What if the other party was a zombie and his relatives didn't recognize him and chewed him up directly?

The old lady clearly said yesterday that she could not get out of bed, and Zhang Lihua's body couldn't help but tremble, and the nerves in the nasal cavity had adapted to the faint smell of blood. As soon as he moved a little, he felt frightened.

The force on his shoulders was still increasing, and the huge chill made Zhang Lihua feel suffocated. He felt as if someone wanted to pull out his soul. He had never died in such close contact!

Under tremendous pressure, Zhang Lihua seemed to have an illusion, and he heard a man's voice.

"I know what will happen next. I have a small wish to beg you to let me fulfill it. Today is my son's birthday. I want to give him a gift, listen to his voice and hear him call me dad once."

Something slipped from the socket, cold and slippery. At the critical moment of life and death, the man in front of him thought of the child and home. This made the two bloody hands on the TV hesitate for a moment.

"My wife and I met since childhood. At that time, my family was not good. She dropped out of school and helped me to this day. Later, after graduating from college, I worked hard and always worked overtime until late at night, but I didn't feel miserable, because in this way, I could give her a sense of comfort and calmness."

"But God didn't open his eyes. She left forever on the way off work. I was not afraid of death. I always felt that only death could be closer to her. But we still had a child who would do his homework quietly every day after school. When I came home, today is his birthday. I want to say happy birthday to him. Can I say goodbye to him in person?"

Zhang Lihua seemed to be able to feel the man's despair, his depressed voice, and his eyes filled with tears.

The hands on the TV gradually became luster, and it seemed that the hostility was slowly dissipating. The owner of the hand seemed to be entangled. Zhang Lihua was still sitting on the bed again. He didn't dare to move, and just stared at the TV. The words just now should be what happened here, and this system seemed to be able to change time and let the things that happened and the people who had lived appeared again!

The two bloody hands were a little anxious and seemed to have a dispute. The room seemed to tremble because of this intense emotion, suppressing the fear in his heart. Zhang Lihua's hands were holding the knife tightly.

"Little pomegranate..."

A desperate voice sounded in his ears. Zhang Lihua seemed to not care. He was still staring at the bloody hands on the TV. The skin on the hands had cracked, and it seemed that Zhang Lihua had seen a human face.

Zhang Lihua didn't know what was going to happen next. He knew clearly that the hand didn't come out just now was entirely because of the man who spoke, probably because of his true feelings, which made the blood hand feel compassion?

If it was as Qiu Fengxiao said, this hotel would have been abandoned long ago, then it is certain that I had appeared at a certain time in the past. Such personal experience may be able to restore the truth at that time...

Seeing that the hands were in trouble, Zhang Lihua suddenly spoke: "Let me go, there are some things that you can free up and seize the true happiness if you let go." The reason why Zhang Lihua said this was because he noticed that the two bloody hands were not the same person!

The owner behind the two hands should have had a disagreement. Zhang Lihua went to medical university and was naturally quite familiar with psychology. He knew very well that only when you let go can you accept a broader world. If you want to comfort people in pain, don’t be limited to the present.

Zhang Lihua tried to listen. Here, he did not dare to do anything out of line. Now he probably understood the meaning of the system and let him go back to a certain point in the past to be a bystander. Now, he is approaching the truth step by step.

"I know that choice is a painful process..." As Zhang Lihua said, her hands seemed to become hysterical, and they added the resentment they wanted to release on Zhang Lihua to each other.

The desperate scream made Zhang Lihua's heart tremble. He was not a professional psychologist, and under such circumstances, he did not have the ability to deeply hypnotic the other party, but through the screen, he could still feel the despair of the blood-handed. I really don't know what the murderer did to them!

As nothing unexpected happens, these two hands should be the victims of the previous case. As their differences grow, Zhang Lihua feels that the person above her head seems to be trembling!

This victim is the only one who can speak. This trace of human nature should be the key to continuing to live!

Zhang Lihua can't control anything else now. What he is thinking about now is how to complete the task and survive!

If the Blood Hand is allowed to harm the victim, the things he will face next time will definitely be even more terrifying.

"I will help you achieve your wish!"

Zhang Lihua suddenly opened the door, and a stone flew towards Zhang Lihua. Zhang Lihua quickly avoided it. Outside the door was a half-year-old child, looking at Zhang Lihua in horror.

Zhang Lihua had already understood why she felt someone behind her back just now, but she couldn't see anything through the cat's eyes, because there was a child outside the door, and she was not tall enough, so she naturally couldn't see her head.

"Bang!"

As the door was closed, the child seemed to realize the danger and quickly stood up. He did not escape by snatching the door, nor did he touch the things in the room. A newcomer came to 303. The man seemed very happy. Although Zhang Lihua had the eyes of the mysterious spirit, she was not a ghost.

The man said a lot, but the child seemed to have no reaction.

Zhang Lihua took a deep breath, and the atmosphere in the room became a little weird. Suddenly, the bloody hands on the TV became a little crazy, wanting to attack the child!


Chapter completed!