Jing Huang's face turned pale, what on earth was going on?
"I...I said..."
However, when she looked back, Mr. Qingjiang was... missing!
Gone!
How is it possible? When she looked back, it was only for a short moment! Why was such a short time gone?
She was so frightened that she took several steps back.
The horrific memory from her childhood resurfaced in her mind. The memory that she had always wanted to forget and completely sealed in her mind.
"Jinghuang, let's leave here together, okay? Leave Japan, leave this country, and go live in China."
"As long as I'm with you, mom, it doesn't matter where I go."
To Jinghuang at that time, Aunt Xingzhi was his mother.
She stumbled back several steps and almost fell to the ground!
What exactly happened here?
At this moment, her body was leaning against the wall, looking at the door that was slowly opened not far away. At this moment, she felt that her legs were completely weak and she could not walk at all.
"I...I don't want to die...I don't want to die..."
Shouldn't have come back here...
That was on the seventh day after Aunt Xingzhi passed away. Yes, she still remembers it clearly. The same thing happened at this shrine on that day.
She just bit her lip as the painful and terrifying memory resurfaced.
From then on, she no longer wanted to stay in this shrine. To her, this place was a living hell.
She pressed against the wall little by little, moving slightly, not even daring to make a sound. Her back was almost completely pressed against the wallpaper, and she moved little by little along the corridor. But she was afraid, she was afraid of moving to the other side.
When the time comes, something extremely terrifying and inhuman will appear.
I don't know how long it took, but she finally moved to the corner of the corridor. But when she got here, Jing Huang felt her scalp numb, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and her heart was beating violently. If she took another step, she would see
Did you find anything unclean?
There is no doubt that although Jinghuang is the heir of the shrine maiden, she has no ability to remove spirits at all. There is no doubt that once she has to face those unclean things, what is the ending waiting for her?
It is very clear. Last night, so many people disappeared without a trace in the sea of lost trees. It is impossible for these people to come back again. She knows this very well. The Beishan family has always been in contact with this kind of extreme danger.
She was in contact with the existence of this shrine, and she would never become the shrine maiden of this shrine again.
She finally plucked up the courage, walked around the corner of the corridor, and looked at the other side of the corridor.
However, there was nothing on the other side of the corridor.
This made her breathe a sigh of relief. Just now, Jing Huang had countless terrifying associations in her mind. And, to be honest, she had never actually seen those terrifying things.
She began to move step by step, looking back from time to time. Now, she always felt that something terrible would appear directly behind her.
"It's okay...didn't it happen that way...didn't it pass like that back then? No, it'll be okay..."
At this moment, she finally arrived at the entrance.
She opened the door to a small gap, and when she was about to pull it open...
A hand stretched out from outside and grabbed Jinghuang tightly!
"ah!"
Jing Huang was so frightened that he was about to shout when he heard a shout from outside the door.
"Help me, help me!"
This voice was extremely familiar to Jing Huang.
"Xingzhi...aunt?"
And Jinghuang clearly felt that there was a stronger force outside pulling the owner of this hand.
"Jinghuang, please, help me!"
Jing Huang wanted to stretch out her hand and pull him in, but then she looked at the pale, bloodless hand and was afraid again. She knew very well that this was a dead soul that no longer existed in this world.
"no no!"
Jing Huang desperately tried to take his hand out: "Aunt, rest in peace, rest in peace! Please don't come to me again!"
Since then, she has never called Aunt Xingzhi "mom" again.
"No, Jinghuang! Please let me in, let me in..."
At this moment, a huge force pulled the hand and finally let go. The moment Jing Huang let go, he immediately closed the door and locked it!
for a long time……
Her body collapsed to the ground.
"Then...that's what she was pretending...if she comes in, she will kill me, she will kill me..."
In my mind, the childhood years I spent with Aunt Xingzhi are so pale and difficult to trace at this moment.
After so long, she still clearly remembered Aunt Xingzhi's voice.
At this time, she raised her head in fear and looked at the door in front of her.
"mom, Mom, Mom……"
It was very difficult for her to spit out the word "Mom" from her throat. Just now, she had rejected the mother who raised her.
Has she been wandering around the Kitayama family's shrine for such a long time?
The thought of this made Jing Huang feel horrified.
But now, she definitely doesn't dare to go out. No one knows what is outside the door now.
But……
Jing Huang looked toward the back. There was still no one behind the corridor, but she still felt that something extremely scary would appear behind it at any time.
Now, there is no cell phone signal and the phone inside the shrine cannot be used.
Is there anyone in this villa now?
Mr. Qingjiang disappeared... did the others disappear too?
Will she... die?
…
Mo Yuan suddenly felt very cold.
He looked towards the window, and then found that there was a small gap in the window.
He walked towards the small gap and felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
In every Scarlet Mission, if the residents want to survive, they must keep in mind that they must be very attentive to any minor unnaturalness.
He pointed to that location and said: "Over there... why don't you close the window more firmly?"
Beishan Jinglong looked over and said, "Huh? Strange, the windows here should be all closed."
Then he stood up and prepared to close the window.
"etc!"
However, at this time, Mo Yuan quickly stopped him.
He looked at the window and the gap, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that if Beishan Jinglong was allowed to close the window, this man would probably die.
"Forget it..." Mo Yuan said, "It's not a big deal."
Beishan Jinglong was a little confused and didn't understand why Mo Yuan suddenly changed his mind.