Chapter 130 Madam, you don’t want your son to…
The two walked in the dim corridor.
After passing the second floor, when going upstairs, you can smell a mixture of incense oil and burning paper money, as if someone's family has just held an event.
"It's 301. The woman in that house went crazy. Her husband and son died tragically. She tried everything to summon the souls, but the ones she summoned back weren't her own relatives."
Su Ling reminded in a low voice.
After passing the second floor, she became more cautious and almost stayed close behind Jiang Chen.
It seemed as if something bad would happen just by walking in the corridor above the third floor.
Turn the corner of the stairs.
Su Ling paused for a moment, and in a trance, she heard someone calling her name.
"wrong!"
She didn't look back, but walked quickly forward, just about to kiss Jiang Chen.
"Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling..."
The voice behind her became clearer and clearer, gradually overlapping with that of someone in her memory.
In a trance, Su Ling recalled one afternoon after school. She was tired from playing and returned home after dark, and happened to run into her father who was looking for her.
"Xiao Ling, stop! You're back so late again. Do you really think your mother won't teach you a lesson?"
The sound of angry scolding.
But it is a period of time that Su Ling can never go back to.
The corners of her eyes became moist unconsciously. She stopped and turned around. A little boy with a pale face and hollow eyes was standing behind her, pinching his throat and wearing a strange smile on his face.
She made kissing sounds from her mouth.
"Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling..."
ghost? !
Su Ling woke up suddenly.
My breathing became heavier, my hair stood on end, and I got goose bumps all over my body.
She wanted to escape, but found that her feet were as if filled with lead and she couldn't lift them up. She wanted to scream for help, but when she opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be pinched and no sound came out.
She only discovered it when she finally turned her head.
Jiang Chen was already far away, and it seemed that only she could hear this voice.
Fear and despair, these two emotions overwhelmed Su Ling.
She could only watch helplessly as the little boy walked towards her, shouting her name with an extremely sinister expression on his face, and stretched out a pale hand towards her.
Just when her eyes became completely dim.
A deep, heavy voice sounded: "Give me your hand."
Jiang Chen, who had been far away, appeared behind her without her knowing when. Su Ling was overjoyed and quickly reached out her hand.
But the other party didn't answer.
But she continued to move forward, brushed past him, and then grabbed the little boy's hand.
"Little boy, why are you still playing here alone so late?"
"Uncle will take you to find your grandparents, okay?"
The little boy was stunned.
Restored his voice.
"Grandpa and grandma?"
"They've already died!"
"Dead? It doesn't matter, we can still see each other!" Jiang Chen nodded, smiled slightly, and looked friendly, while using his remaining hand to beat the Kuiniu drum.
"Moo"
The sound echoed in a small area. In an instant, Jiang Chen's pupils turned into a strange brown-green. Two cold rays swept across the little boy's face, making his body tense and producing a huge sense of danger.
The little boy's first reaction was to run away.
But his hand was held tightly by Jiang Chen.
When the drums sounded, its face turned into a dull expression.
The blood in Jiang Chen's body was surging and boiling wildly at this moment. His whole body was like a burning furnace, and his big palm covered the little boy's face.
"Click"
It was like a watermelon exploded.
"Ding, ghost energy +999!"
"Ding, ghost energy +999!"
"Ding, ghost energy +999!"
A low-level evil spirit was completely shattered, leaving behind only a headless corpse that was rapidly decaying and turning black.
See this scene.
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