The woman's voice was very ethereal, as if coming from a very far away place. It quickly penetrated into her ears and then immediately drifted away in her head.
What I see in front of me is no longer Nangong Yao's laptop screen, not a surveillance screen, but a mirror.
If you look closely, you will see that it is not still, but a large glass showcase. The glass reflected light, illuminating the woman in the window. The woman's face is a little darkened, not from her original skin color, but from the color difference caused by the scenery inside and outside the glass and the light. But the three female ghosts standing next to the woman were still pale. They were not affected at all by this change in light. They were just white, like white polluted plastic bags, following the woman and sticking close to her.
The woman just glanced at the glass showcase and ran away quickly.
But this is a commercial street, and there are these glass showcases along the way. On some glass, there are only the figures of women and female ghosts, and nothing else is reflected.
The woman ran in a panic, swinging her arms. The wind blew on her ulcerated hands. The pungent smell of disinfectant could be smelled, and some blood beads could be seen.
My field of vision was very confusing. Sometimes I looked at the woman's back, sometimes I looked at the woman's front and side, and sometimes I looked at the glass window.
Those female ghosts are like kites, and the other end of the string is in the woman's hand. But the woman was obviously not good at flying kites, so she held the string tightly and let the three female ghosts follow her closely.
She was about to cross an intersection without even looking at the traffic lights.
Someone shouted and a car braked suddenly.
The woman fell to the ground, her expression in a daze, revealing tension and fear.
"Don't die!" the driver shouted angrily.
The woman was still sitting on the ground, shivering.
I got closer to the woman and seemed to bend down, close to her face.
I could see it reflected in the woman's pupils.
That was the pale face of the female ghost.
The woman was pulled to her feet. There were no kind people around her, but the three female ghosts reached out at the same time and pulled her up.
"Lanlan, you have to be careful."
"Lan Lan, you haven't married Luo Yonghua yet."
"Lan Lan, don't jaywalk."
Different voices, different words, but the tone is the same stiff and stiff. What he said was obviously very intimate, but there was a strange malice in his voice.
I felt the woman's body tremble under my palm.
The woman was carried forward like this. One female ghost gently swayed her legs, simulating a walking posture.
This weird atmosphere continued until the woman screamed strangely, threw her hands away and ran forward.
The female ghost let go, but did not let go of the woman.
The woman cried and shouted until she was stopped by a uniformed police officer.
There was a police car parked on the roadside. From the police's tone, they were here specifically to stop this woman.
"Get in the car first, and we'll take you home. Where is your home? Do you have your family's phone number?" the police asked patiently.
There were onlookers around, but they didn't gather around. They just took a quick look and left.
The three female ghosts did not leave.
The woman just cried and was pulled into the car by the helpless police.
The three female ghosts naturally followed. They squeezed into the back seat, holding women like koalas.
In my field of vision, the woman's fearful face seemed to be pressed against my retina. Now, I feel like I am holding the woman like a koala, feeling her trembling and fear.
Normal interior space is now very cramped. The woman could not move and could only close her eyes and cry.
When they arrived at the police station, the female ghost was no longer clinging to the woman, but still stood beside her.
"Lan Lan, he is coming."
"This phone number. This is the contact person."
The three female ghosts separated.
My hands were pressing on the woman's shoulders, and my chin was resting on the top of her head.
The other two female ghosts, one leaned sideways and spoke in the woman's ear, and the other approached the policeman. The police officer holds the woman's mobile phone in his hand.
The call was dialed and someone answered quickly. The police then told the woman that her boyfriend would be back soon to pick her up.
"No! Don't!" the woman screamed.
She started to struggle, but was held down by my hands.
After a period of chaos, someone walked to the door.
Seeing that man, the female ghost twitched her lips and showed a stiff smile.
"he came."
"Lan Lan, he's here."
"That's great, Lan Lan."
The man glanced over, with worry and more inquiry in his eyes, "I'm sorry. I'm her friend. She attended the funeral before, and she was a little emotional..."
Man negotiates with police.
Some ridiculous scenes happened.
They were not relatives, just friends. The woman still showed such resistance, but the police handed her over to him.
"I'll take you home, Lan Lan." The man half hugged and half hugged the woman.
The female ghost had already retreated, letting out an ambiguous and unpleasant laugh.
"Don't... don't..." the woman sobbed.
The man drove up but didn't start the car directly. He fastened the woman's seat belt and held the steering wheel. When he was about to start the car, he stopped again.
I'm in the back seat with two other female ghosts next to me. We all looked at the two people in front of us without blinking.
"Chu Lan, what happened?" The man's voice was gentle and coaxing.
The woman trembled, turned around, grabbed the man's arm, and said her love prayer like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.
"... That's it! It's an evil spirit, it's haunted! No, no... it's a curse... it's a kind of evil spell... They are all dead... They were all killed by me..." The woman lowered her head and cried.
The man looked at the woman's head with a strange expression on his face.
"You just followed the tutorial on the Internet, and your friends died one after another?" The man's voice did not waver at all, and his face had a depressed expression.
The woman raised her head suddenly and seemed to see the back seat from the corner of her eye. She immediately turned her head and saw the rearview mirror.
I also saw the rearview mirror.
The three female ghosts all showed terrifying smiles.
The woman covered her face and shouted, "They're right behind me! They're following me! They... ah..."
The man turned his head and looked at the back seat. He didn't have any fear, but was full of interest. After a while, he became disappointed.
"I didn't see anything, Chu Lan. You may be too tired." The man's first sentence was frustrated, and the next sentence was perfunctory.
"I saw it, I saw it..." the woman cried bitterly.
"Oh. That might be because..." The man thought thoughtfully, his words stopped suddenly, and he showed a strange smile.
He changed the subject decisively, "I'll take you home first."
The car started and the man looked up at the rearview mirror.
He couldn't see the ghost, but the ghost was smiling at him.
I felt a terrifying malice.
"Hahahaha… "
Laughter echoed in my head.
The laughter belonging to the three female ghosts.
They all knew, tacitly, that there was something wrong with this man and that this woman was on the verge of destruction.
"Hahahaha… "
Pleasure, joy, and full of hatred and malice mixed together.
"Lynch!"
I suddenly woke up and realized that what I was looking at was the laptop screen.
Wu Ling's voice rang in his ears, "Are you okay?"
I turned to look at Wu Ling, then at Nangong Yao and Gu Mo, and took a step back, feeling a little exhausted. I touched my forehead and found no sweat. But my chest felt tight and my head felt a little dizzy.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Gu Mo asked, grabbing my arm with his hand.
My body was already shaking, but Gu Mo's hand grabbed it, and the warm body temperature reminded me of the cold touch of the female ghost. I shook off Gu Mo's hand and took a few steps back. I happened to touch the sofa and sat down.
"I… "
The word "It's okay" was stuck in my throat and did not come out.
I was about to say something when everything went black in front of me.
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