Chapter 619: The Way of Wild Ghosts—Chapter Fin! (Part 2)
Zhang Fin dragged his mangled body on the road.
At this time, the streets and alleys were deserted, except for the drizzle falling on the ground, making a "pitter patter" sound, like the footsteps of a ghost approaching.
He looked at the dead scene around him with a blank look in his eyes, but hidden in his eyes was a look of deep uneasiness...
Here...what exactly happened?
Zhang Fin can't understand.
Although Chuncheng is an old town with a slow pace of life, it is by no means a place where not even a single person can be seen on the street.
The entire city seemed to have disappeared, with not a trace left.
He took out the mobile phone in his pocket and dialed his wife's mobile phone number while walking...
"Hello, the number you dialed is not within the service area, please call again later..."
Hearing this, Zhang Fin frowned.
As he listened to the emotionless tone in his cell phone, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense. As the call was hung up, his face was reflected on the dark screen.
For a moment, Zhang Fin couldn't help but froze on the spot.
The face reflected on the phone screen made him feel extremely strange. The thin cheeks were full of vicissitudes of life, and the sunken eye sockets were filled with bloodshot eyes. Inadvertently, he was frightened by his own eyes.
It's described as haggard, with a face like an evil ghost.
This is the most true portrayal of Zhang Fin at this moment.
He took a deep breath and gradually accepted his current appearance.
I saw him first putting his phone back into his pocket, then wiping the rainwater from his forehead and continuing towards home.
Now that everyone in Chun City has disappeared, then... where are his wife and daughter?
What is happening now is beyond Zhang Fin's cognition. He doesn't know what is happening now. He just wants to find his wife and daughter as soon as possible. No matter how big something happens, at least the family can survive in the face of danger.
together.
Even if it means death, don’t separate...
Suddenly, Zhang Fin slapped his forehead, complaining that he was thinking wildly again, but he didn't know why he had such thoughts suddenly, so much so that even he was shocked when he came to his senses.
No, they will be fine.
Zhang Fin didn't know how he got home. He murmured and quickened his pace. The disposable slippers for hospital patients had already been damaged by rainwater. He ran barefoot on the quiet street, scratched by the scattered gravel.
His skin was broken, and the bright red blood spread on the ground with his steps, like strange and desperate graffiti.
Although the time in the past was only a year apart, in Zhang Fin's memory, those things seemed to have become very far away, so far away that he felt afraid even recalling them.
He only remembered the sound of the security door "squeaking" as he slowly pushed it open. The sound was like sharp claws scratching across frosted glass, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that he would never forget appeared in front of him.
Zhang Fin opened the door and walked into the room. He saw his wife and daughter sitting on either side of the dining table, their heads lowered, and their arms hanging feebly by their sides, as if they were asleep.
"Tick-tock...tick-tock..."
The sound of dripping liquid sounded, amplified infinitely in the silent room, and finally reached Zhang Fin's ears.
Slowly, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch something, but in the end he dropped it weakly.
As the sound of "Gulu" sounded, he swallowed hard, and then softly called the names of his wife and daughter.
But what's disappointing is...he didn't get any response...
The calls came one after another, and the terrifying thoughts continued to amplify in Zhang Fin's mind, like a monster crawling out of the abyss, constantly devouring his reason and calmness.
Finally, he approached them, and at the same time, he also found the source of the ticking sound...
…
That was the blood dripping from his wife and daughter.
But the problem is that Zhang Fin didn't find any injuries on the two of them. The blood seemed to appear out of thin air, flowing out of their sleeves and then dripping on the floor.
etc……
Suddenly, Zhang Fin seemed to have thought of something. He rolled up their sleeves with trembling hands, and then saw a large number of silk threads wrapped around the arms of his wife and daughter, like those used in puppet performances.
The transparent silk thread is generally difficult to detect without looking carefully.
The silk threads were wrapped around the arms of the two of them, and perhaps due to excessive force, the silk threads were all cut into the flesh at this time, and judging from the depth, they should have touched the bones.
Seeing such a scene, Zhang Fin felt his head buzzing and he almost lost his balance.
He gritted his teeth and leaned against the wall next to him to barely stand still. He wanted to save his wife and daughter, but after working for a long time, he didn't know how to start.
Those threads have been intertwined with the flesh and blood of the two people. Not only can they not be able to get out of danger if they are not done properly, but they can easily cause secondary injuries and make the injuries more complicated.
Call the police, call 120...
But Zhang Fin called for a long time, but still got a message that it was not within the service area.
Zhang Fin was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Perhaps because of his anger and anxiety, he kept cursing something in his mouth and wanted to throw the phone in his hand hard.
But after all, there was still a glimmer of hope in my heart, so I finally lowered my raised arm.
He tried many places and made countless calls, but to no avail.
Zhang Jin was so anxious that tears almost flowed out. He grabbed his hair in pain, hating his powerlessness. At the same time, he called his wife and daughter's names over and over again, trying to wake them up from their coma.
He didn't know whether his wife and daughter were in a coma or dead, but he kept slapping his face and reassuring himself that it was definitely not the second case.
But what should he do?
There was no one around, the phone couldn't be reached, the street was deserted, and the neighbors in the building didn't respond even after banging on the door for a long time.
what to do?
At this time, there was only one question left in Zhang Fin's mind. Everything that happened now made him feel scared. However, the source of this fear was not from these supernatural phenomena, but from his wife and daughter.
Just as Zhang Fin was thinking in fear and despair, he suddenly heard a "creak" sound.
He looked up and found that his wife and daughter had moved!
It's moving! Could it be...still alive?!
For a moment, hope rekindled in Zhang Fin's eyes. He stood up staggeringly and walked in the direction of the two of them. However, he was only halfway there when his vain steps stopped again.
"Creak, creak, creak, creak..."
The weird sound came again, and Zhang Fin also had a look of disbelief on his face.
He couldn't describe what kind of sound it was.
It's like human bones being squeezed together and rubbing together, or like a puppet's joints being twisted wantonly.
But no matter what this sound is like, the only thing Zhang Fin can be sure of is that it is definitely not a sound that humans can make under normal circumstances.
He didn't dare to step forward...
This is not because the fear of unknown phenomena surpasses family affection, but he always has a hunch that if he just goes up to touch them, then they... they may be broken...
He opened his mouth, but nothing came out. In the end, he could only roar twice, like a beast forced into a desperate situation, angry and helpless...
Gradually, his wife and daughter continued to move, and the blood-soaked threads looked particularly dazzling. Those threads seemed to be alive, controlling the two people's continuous movements. The "creeping" sound still kept ringing, no matter how the chapter fins moved.
how
Covering your ears doesn't help.
"No! No!! Let them go! Do you hear me asking you to let them go!?!"
Zhang Fin covered his ears and stared at the threads with his bloodshot eyes.
Then, he stood up angrily, like a wild beast fighting to the death, and madly pounced on the silk threads wrapped around his wife and daughter.
But what's surprising is that this time he didn't touch anything, but passed directly through the family's bodies, as if everything he saw was just an illusion.
But at this moment, Zhang Fin has completely lost his mind. His disheveled, dry grass-like hair has not been combed for a long time, and it is currently swaying with Zhang Fin.
Sometimes they floated behind, and sometimes they blocked Zhang Fin's sight, but Zhang Fin didn't care about these subtle effects at all, and wanted to save his family like crazy.
But all this is destined to be in vain.
No matter how much he tore it apart, he could not touch his family. His wife and daughter were not affected in any way and continued to dance under the control of the thread.
If we put aside the flesh and blood, the two of them are no different from the puppets at this moment.
Their souls were taken away, and they danced mechanically in the restaurant. The dancing postures and steps were extremely weird. Although only the "creak" sound could be heard, Zhang Fin still heard the wails from the abyss.
.
Gradually, Zhang Fin got tired, and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily. His controlling family members overlapped with him, and the weird dance steps intertwined with Zhang Fin's body, leaving a trace on the floor.
The next trail of blood-red footprints.
At this moment, Zhang Fin's brain was in chaos. He just wanted to reunite with his family before death and leave beautiful memories in the last days of his life.
But such a seemingly insignificant wish has now become an insurmountable mountain.
"Reunion...reunion..."
Zhang Fin kept murmuring in his mouth. This was originally a very warm word, but now in his eyes, it has turned into an endless nightmare...