Chapter 11: The Family that Deals with All the Evildoers (5) It turns out that they will...

In the cold white fog at night, coffin bearers who looked neither human nor human appeared... Cultural differences did not affect the resonance of fear at all!

The three Sterman brothers were terrified and subconsciously wanted to escape, but their brains seemed to have crashed and they couldn't control their bodies.

Until someone in the funeral procession stiffly raised his hand and scattered a handful of pure white paper money. A piece of paper money floated slowly in the wind and landed on Julian's face. Julian shuddered as if he had been electrocuted and screamed: "Ahhh!!!"

John and Henrik were awakened by the scream. All three of them felt their legs go weak at the same time and turned around to run away, rolling and crawling.

Another gust of paper money fluttered down, fluttering like snowflakes and blocking their vision... No one could tell what had happened. The three brothers who had clearly turned around to escape were horrified to find that they had run into a funeral procession.

Julian, who was running in the front, saw the paper man with a white banner getting very close, so he quickly stopped, but it was too late.

He stumbled and bumped into the paper man. The hard and slippery texture of the paper man scraped across his forehead, and Julian shuddered.

He fell to the ground, panicking and trying to dodge, but in an instant, all the paper figures disappeared. Only the huge black wooden coffin fell heavily to the ground. Due to its unstable center of gravity, the entire coffin stood upright, and the coffin lid slowly fell down.

"No, no, no..." Julian dodged in fear, finally dodging at the last moment when the coffin lid was about to fall, and the edge of the coffin lid fell just in front of his feet.

But then...

"Ah!!!" Julian, who was still in shock, looked up in shock at his brothers' screams. A woman in a white dress was floating towards him from the coffin!

Her feet were off the ground, and her hair almost completely covered her face. Julian could only see a blood-red, sinister eye through the gap between her hair.

Julian couldn't see her face clearly, and her hair, like dry grass, was a black color rarely seen on white people. But for some reason, Julian thought of John's late wife, Hannah, the mother of Elliott and Cynthia.

Because... at Elliot's sixth birthday party, he couldn't help but sneak up on him when Elliot went to the bathroom, trying to coax him into playing some "games", but was discovered by Hannah.

...In fact, Hannah may not have thought much when she found him, but he was panicked, so Hannah immediately realized that something was wrong and drove him away angrily. For more than a year, Hannah did not let him into the house again, nor did she allow John to contact him.

He held a grudge against this, and after Hannah died in childbirth, he was the first to test and instigate his brothers to attack Elliot.

So now, it is hard for Julian not to feel guilty when he sees the female ghost.

"Han Han Han..." His lips trembled violently, and he couldn't even utter a complete name, let alone move. He watched the female ghost with her feet dangling float in front of him.

Then, the tip of her shoe touched his forehead. The cold touch made Julian jump up, screaming and running for his life.

"Julian?"

"Julian!"

John and Henrik called out to him, but to no avail. Si Ling, suspended in mid-air, glanced at them, his mind shifted slightly, and he vanished.

Although the three of them had seriously injured the vampire Willey and scared Alice in the villa just now, they had also lost some SAN.

Coupled with the terrifying atmosphere created by Si Ling's appearance, John and Henrik's SAN values ​​have now dropped to 70%, and Julian's is 60%.

Of course, kill the easiest ones first!

Si Ling turned his head and his sight easily penetrated the thick fog and found Julian's figure.

She stared at him with interest as he fled, a smile on her lips but cold eyes, as if she was looking at prey.

"The Yin candle locks the Yang, the green talisman draws a circle." Si Ling opened his lips and cast a spell. A wisp of inconspicuous black mist quickly rushed through the thick fog, hit Julian on the back of the neck, and disappeared without a trace.

Julian stumbled and fled in the fog, with a visual range of only a few meters, completely unaware that the ghost wall had been quietly opened.

He ran as fast as he could, thinking he was running towards the villa, until the thick roots of a towering tree exposed to the ground tripped him.

"Ah!" Julian fell forward, and the fog around him seemed to have thoughts and dispersed just right.

His visual range instantly extended to more than ten meters, and Julian realized with a start that he had run in the wrong direction. He was now in Freiburg's world-famous Black Forest. In the vast night, all around him were jagged, strange tree shadows.

He looked around frantically, trying to find a way out of the woods, but he had already run deep into the forest and the scene around him was the same.

"No... no no no..." Julian's support gradually collapsed, and he murmured to himself in despair.

From the distant woods... a woman's ethereal laughter could be heard: "Ha...hahahaha..."

The sound came from Julian's left, and he immediately turned to the left and stepped back like a frightened bird.

But suddenly, the laughter came from behind again, with a chilling chill touching my ears: "Hahaha..."

Julian jumped up again and turned around, but his eyes were empty.

Julian looked around in confusion, feeling a chilly wind blowing. Cold sweat soaked through his clothes, further deepening the chill.

SAN value -10%.

After a while of silence, the woman's voice came again, this time it was crying, sobbing, miserable and sad.

Sometimes it was deep in the woods, sometimes it was right next to his ear.

...When the voice suddenly approached, Julian always felt that the female ghost with blood-red eyes between her long hair was looking at him quietly from the side of his face, but he could see nothing.

SAN value -10%.

When the crying faded away, he finally saw another figure.

——About twenty or thirty meters away, a little boy was squatting on the ground playing. The boy had his back to him, which was disturbing, but at least his feet were on the ground, and he was wearing the most ordinary white shirt and khaki overalls.

This normal "human touch" was like a life-saving straw to Julian. He took a deep breath and ran towards the boy: "Hey, excuse me!"

"How do I get out of the woods?"

"Which direction should I go?"

He asked as he ran, but the boy just squatted there fiddling with something on the ground, completely ignoring his questions.

So when he was close enough, Julian reached out and patted the boy on the back: "Hey, sorry--"

"What's the matter?" The boy squatted on the ground without moving, and turned his head 180 degrees to look at Julian.

"Ah!" Julian fell back in fright. The boy's blond and blue-eyed face made him speechless. "Elliot!"

"Uncle Julian." Elliot, with his head twisted, smiled like an angel. Then he stood up and walked towards Julian. "Uncle Julian, I missed you so much!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Julian tried to run, but his trembling legs caused him to fall to the ground again. Elliot approached, his fair skin gradually turning blue. He continued to smile with the same innocent smile, twisting his arms behind his back and reaching towards Julian. "Uncle, play with me, just like before..."

SAN value -20%.

"Get out! Get out of here!" Julian kicked his head wildly. Suddenly there was a gust of wind. When he looked up again, Elliot was no longer in front of him.

Julian breathed a sigh of relief when Elliot's faint voice appeared behind him again: "Uncle..."

It was pressed tightly against his back, and a cool feeling rubbed against his back through his clothes.

Julian froze, wanting to turn around but not daring to. Suddenly, he felt something tighten around his waist. His eyes widened as he lowered them, and he found a pair of pale hands tightly wrapped around his waist.

…

Julian could hear his own breathing and the chattering of his teeth.

Elliot chuckled behind him, a beautiful, innocent sound.

The small hands around his body began to grope upwards, from his waist to his chest, and finally to his face.

"No... no..." Julian felt death approaching and shook his head tremblingly. Then a strange feeling came over him... He didn't feel any pain, but he felt the hand pressing into the skin and bones of his face, touching his brain and nerves.

He felt it exploring inside, and it didn't seem to want to kill him, but the cold breath brought him extreme discomfort.

If you look at Julian from a bystander's perspective at this time, you can indeed see the uneven outline of his palm under his facial features.

This move could actually easily destroy the souls of some ghosts, turning them into ashes. Therefore, Si Ling, who had never killed anyone before, thought it could also kill people directly. Now it seems that Mammon was right. Ghosts are restricted in their desire to kill.

Fortunately, this move could at least further trigger panic. Si Ling saw that Julian's SAN value dropped by another 10%.

Only the last 10% is left.

Suddenly, Julian felt that all the discomfort disappeared, and Elliot's laughter was no longer behind him.

He quickly lowered his head and fumbled around in front and behind him with his hands to make sure there was no longer any ghost hand. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked up as if he had been pardoned.

In an instant, the ghost girl's pale face met his eyes!

Julian was completely suffocated. In the next few seconds, he saw the female ghost in front of him more clearly.

She was the female ghost with bloodshot eyes. Now he recognized that she was not Hannah, but that did not stop her from being terrifying.

Her eyes were sunken in bruises, and there were black cracks on her pale skin. Her head was facing him, and her neck was bent at a strange angle of 90 degrees, causing her body in a long skirt to float completely behind her.

A sinister smile played at the corner of her lips, and she tilted her head to look at him curiously, as if he was the first human being she had ever seen.

Julian dared not move under her gaze.

...It turns out that people who attack young children are also afraid of ghosts taking their lives!

Si Ling smiled playfully and reached out to grab Julian's chest.

The remaining 10% SAN value was not enough for Julian's body to withstand the attack from the evil spirit, and she easily grabbed his heart.

The pale hand raised the still beating heart in front of Julian.

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