Holding the cold oilcloth bag, my heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand!
A bone-chilling cold shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head, making my breath catch in my throat.
Although Zhou Ming's behavior after being possessed was very strange, he kept giving us clues and guiding us.
But those red cloth shoes, from the moment she appeared, were full of proactive aggression and evil.
Haunted by the small building on the ridge, he walked back to his car, repeatedly radiating pure resentment and murderous intent.
Was the ghost that appeared last week the same as the thing in the red cloth shoe? Or were they two?
I suddenly remembered that Xiaofang was wearing a floral dress in the photo, not a red dress.
My third maternal uncle said he liked to wear red, but it seems that she only wore red on the night she disappeared!
My great-uncle is quite old, so it's normal for him to make a mistake.
So, are these old-fashioned red cloth shoes, which clearly belong to young women from decades ago, really Xiaofang's?
If Zhou Ming's body was indeed Xiao Fang's remnant soul, then the owner of these red cloth shoes...
We saw three pairs of shoes upstairs: old black leather shoes and green canvas shoes. Could one of them be Liu Guohua's shoes?
Whose are the other pairs?
If the red cloth shoes don't belong to Xiaofang, then whose are they?
Who else could harbor such deep resentment towards Liu Guohua as she did, and perhaps even die near the ridge, with a resentment far more intense than Xiao Fang's?
The deputy factory director's daughter?!
My third maternal uncle once said that Liu Guohua married the deputy factory director's daughter to climb the social ladder.
But someone like him, who could choose her for power, could naturally choose another woman for the same reason!
Moreover, we still don't have any concrete evidence. If things aren't as we think, there might be other hidden reasons behind Chen Xiaofang's death!
A more terrifying and dark possibility exploded in my mind: perhaps it wasn't Liu Guohua who killed Chen Xiaofang, but the deputy factory director's daughter, who was driven by love turned to hate and wanted to completely eliminate any obstacles!
In my opinion, she had a perfectly good motive!
It's so chaotic, my head is starting to ache.
"Heh heh, give me the stuff!"
Zhou Ming's laughter turned shrill. He turned his face sharply, and it was still the same face, but his eyes had become extremely resentful!
He stared intently at the oilcloth bag in my arms.
At the same time, the wooden box was blown off with a loud bang!
The pair of red cloth shoes seemed to be held by an invisible hand, suddenly launched from the box, but did not land. Instead, they hovered in mid-air, with the toes pointing directly at Zhou Ming.
The ashes of the remaining talisman paper on the shoe fell off in a flurry, and the dark red embroidery looked as if it were seeping blood.
The space inside the carriage instantly froze, the temperature plummeted, turning it into a cold storage room, and we couldn't help but hug ourselves and shiver.
Meanwhile, "Zhou Ming" was silently confronting the floating red cloth shoe at a short distance. The two equally cold, but seemingly completely different auras collided and tore at each other in the narrow space.
The three of us were stunned by this sudden turn of events, frozen in place, too afraid to move.
Zhou Ming was the first to grin, revealing a twisted and eerie smile: "You finally... came out. What was the point of hiding?"
The red cloth shoe trembled slightly, its toe pointing at Zhou Ming. A violent emotion seemed to surge directly into our minds: Kill! Hate! Die! Die! Die!
"Brother Yan, what's going on? Why are there two ghosts?!"
Li Huai's teeth chattered; he finally realized what had happened and could barely utter a coherent sentence.
Luo Tianhe was also horrified, his baton held horizontally in front of his chest, unsure of who to point it at.
My mind raced, trying to unravel this chilling relationship.
The woman in the red cloth shoes must be the deputy factory director's daughter. She seems to hate both Liu Guohua and Chen Xiaofang!
But what is the reason?
If Liu Guohua used the same trick again and abandoned her, then she should only hate Liu Guohua.
The remnant soul possessing Zhou Ming was clearly Xiao Fang!
What she just said was, asking why the factory manager's daughter had been avoiding Xiaofang. Had she done something wrong to her, so she was avoiding Xiaofang?
Perhaps it was she who killed Xiaofang, or perhaps she conspired with Liu Guohua to kill Xiaofang.
Xiaofang has been guiding us, and with Zhou Ming's help, we found the photos and tokens of our love. Is she trying to prove her identity?
I really can't figure it out; I feel like my brain is about to shut down.
Just then, Zhou Ming suddenly moved. She reached out and grabbed the floating red cloth shoe with incredible speed.
The red cloth shoes also moved, like two red bullets. One kicked Zhou Ming hard in the face, while the other drew a strange arc and crashed into the oilcloth bag in my arms.
Although I couldn't see the situation clearly, what I found was my spoils of war, so how could I let her destroy it?
Luo Tianhe reacted as well, swinging his baton with a strong gust of wind towards the shoe that was hitting me. With a bang, the baton struck the shoe, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing.
The stick was deflected by the impact and hit the wall of the carriage.
This scene left me speechless.
Quickly, I conjured a yellow talisman and cautiously examined the pair of red cloth shoes.
Seemingly realizing that we were also a tough opponent, and that Zhou Ming's red cloth shoe was clearly no match for her, the red cloth shoe flew back as well.
At this point, the three of us were completely unable to react.
I could only stare blankly.
The two ghosts fought to a standstill.
If it were two women fighting, the three of us would probably find it very interesting, and might even want to film it to savor later.
But to be honest, watching two female ghosts fight was a bit scary for us.
The carriage was filled with a chilling aura, with black mist and red light intertwined. The temperature was so low that we could easily exhale white mist.
Li Huai was so frightened that he huddled in the corner of the driver's seat, trembling with fear as he covered his head.
I gripped the oilcloth bag and the lightning sword tightly; cold sweat soaked my back.
The scene before me was beyond my comprehension.
Two female ghosts are fighting in front of us, their motives unclear, friend or foe uncertain. Whom should we help?!
Or should we take this opportunity to get rid of them all?
Honestly, if possible, the best option would be to get rid of them both at once and end it all!
But I don't have that ability!
The lightning sword is damaged and has lost its previous power; it will probably need to rest for a while.
And I'm almost out of talismans, and ordinary methods are not very effective against these two fierce guys.
And what if they dial the wrong number and anger the one who actually has the crucial clues?
Or if they team up and directly target me, then I'm really doomed!
That's a real possibility; after all, humans can't fathom the thoughts of ghosts.
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