Isn't that the woman outside the bar?
At that moment, I finally understood what the little girl meant by calling me "sister."
I stood frozen in front of the mirror, too afraid to move.
I could clearly see the female ghost's arm hanging down from my shoulder in the mirror; her fingers were long and slender, as if she were ready to grab my neck at any moment.
I tried to turn my head to check, but found that my neck was nailed to the spot and I couldn't move it at all.
He could only watch helplessly as she continued to smile eerily in the mirror, her mouth stretching wider and wider until it reached her ears.
It was as if someone grabbed the corners of his mouth and ripped it open, revealing a mouthful of fangs like a shark's.
Suddenly, her hand gripped my neck tightly, and a strong feeling of suffocation washed over me.
I looked down, but I couldn't see any hands on my neck. Yet the feeling of suffocation was incredibly real.
I tried desperately to breathe, but each breath felt like it was being blocked by something.
I tried to shout for help, but found that my throat was blocked and I couldn't make a sound.
His body also became weak due to lack of oxygen, his legs went weak, and he could only squat on the ground in pain, clutching his throat.
In that instant, the whole world seemed to freeze, leaving only me and the terrifying woman in the mirror.
"Sir, sir, what's wrong?"
A nurse on the night shift saw me squatting on the ground and rushed over.
"Sir, are you alright? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
I laboriously raised one finger and pointed at the mirror, gesturing for her to look.
The nurse didn't understand what I was trying to say, but she still turned to look in the mirror, her face even more confused.
She couldn't seem to see the female ghost on my back.
I felt increasingly uncomfortable, as if my neck was about to be snapped.
At this critical moment, I remembered a saying my grandfather had said: "If a ghost is hanging on your back, don't turn around; if an evil spirit is haunting you, don't linger; if a ghost's hand is choking your neck, don't panic; a bloody mark on the middle finger seals your ancestral hall."
I didn't care about anything else, I bit my middle finger, dipped my finger in the blood, and slammed it onto my forehead.
When the nurse saw this, she thought I was having an epileptic seizure and shouted loudly to her colleagues on duty, telling me not to move around.
Just as I finished applying the blood seal, I heard a faint scream.
With the pressure on my neck eased, my breathing became much smoother.
As soon as I stood up from the ground, several drowsy nurses on duty heard my call and ran out, surrounding me and asking if I needed help.
I waved to them to indicate that I was alright.
Although the nurses were full of doubts, they didn't force me to go for a checkup when I insisted.
"If you need anything, please let us know."
I said thank you, and subconsciously wanted to look in the mirror to see if the female ghost in the blue dress was still there.
Just as I was about to look over, my grandfather's words echoed in my mind once again.
"Don't look back, for ghosts lurk behind you; turning back will only bring them sorrow."
I didn't dare look back in the mirror and quickly walked towards the ward where Mr. Jin was.
When I entered the ward, Grandpa Jin was fast asleep.
The old man in the bed next to his wasn't there; he didn't know if he'd been discharged.
"Master Jin, Master Jin!" I gently nudged him with my hand.
"Why are you here? No, that's not right."
Jin Ye rolled over and sat up in bed, his eyes, devoid of pupils, staring straight at my face.
"Your forehead is dark, and there is a faint aura of yin energy in your life palace. The lines between your eyebrows and eyes are messy. Judging from your appearance, you have been shrouded in evil energy, your three souls and seven spirits have been scattered, and your life palace has long lost its vitality."
He paused, then said in a low voice, "You are dead."
Am I already dead?
Jin Ye's words struck me like a thunderbolt.
"But there are still two days left, aren't there?"
"Don't rush, let me take a closer look."
Jin Ye lifted my clothes and gasped again: "Damn it, you're not just dead, you're practically a giant."
I said, "Jin-ye, don't be so alarmed. What should we do now?"
"What can we do? They're all dead, just wait to be cremated, what else can we do?"
I:"……"
"You young man, how come you have no sense of humor at all? Just kidding, don't mind me."
Jin laughed, then his expression changed: "Let me put it this way, your current situation is that your soul is still in your body, but the outer layer of skin has completely rotted away. She will come to take your soul in two days."
Then he changed the subject: "Given your current condition, I'm afraid you won't make it through the next two days. Why don't you go downstairs to the funeral supply store near the entrance and buy yourself a shroud to wear? That way you can have a dignified departure."
I asked Jin what he meant by that, since there were still two days left.
Jin Ye chuckled: "Many wandering ghosts who can't be reincarnated want to find a physical body. You're the hot commodity right now, like Tang Sanzang's flesh. You might not even need Bai Su to come looking for you; those wandering ghosts will eat you up."
No wonder that female ghost in the blue dress tried to strangle me; it seems she wanted to take over my body.
not good!
Given my condition, all those wandering ghosts want to possess me. Su Mingyang's body is rotting so badly that his eyeballs have fallen out. Wouldn't that be even worse?
This is still in a hospital, and so many people die every day. How much resentment must there be?
When I rushed to the parking lot, I found Luo Tianhe pinning Su Mingyang down and controlling his hands.
There were also many snack bags scattered on the ground to one side.
"Old Chen, come quick! This kid's gone mad! He's eaten his own eyeballs!!!"
As soon as Luo Tianhe finished speaking, Su Mingyang let out a low growl.
With a sudden movement, he flung Luo Tianhe away.
After Su Mingyang stood up, he did not immediately attack Luo Tianhe. Instead, he knelt on the ground, grabbed the braised chicken leg that had fallen to the ground, and began to gnaw on it.
Before I could even react, he had already eaten that palm-sized braised chicken leg, bone and all.
Right after finishing his meal, he grabbed a 500ml bottle of beverage and gulped it down.
Perhaps feeling that drinking like this was too slow, he simply shoved the bottle down his throat.
As the wrist-thick bottle went down his throat, Su Mingyang's only eyeball rolled back upwards.
His facial muscles were contorted, his expression one of utter pain, yet also a satisfied smile.
He was like a starving beast, greedily devouring the food in front of him.
As he swallowed, the beverage bottle slid slowly down his throat.
His throat was stretched wider and wider, and the veins on his neck bulged.
His face turned bright red from exertion, and his forehead was covered in large beads of sweat.
Eating this would kill someone.
Just as he was about to swallow the last piece of the beverage bottle, I realized what was happening and prepared to pull the bottle out.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past beside him, as fast as lightning.
It's Master Jin.
He took a step forward and rushed in front of Su Mingyang, shouted loudly, and slammed his palm heavily on the bottom of the beverage bottle, forcing the entire bottle of drink into Su Mingyang's stomach.
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