Chapter 227: Ghostly, yin-yang-faced souls seeking life
After eating and drinking, Ruth returned to her room.
She took off her little white floral dress in disgust and threw it on the ground.
Put on a plain white shirt and tie your hair up.
On the table in the room, there were cold milk and cereals prepared for her by her brother Jeremy.
This is her habit. She has to eat and drink something before going to bed every night.
Even if you just had dinner.
She came to the table and sat down. She did not mix the cereal and milk like most people would.
But a mouthful of milk, a mouthful of cereal, repeating this action cycle like a robot.
He took the notebook casually and opened a hidden folder in it, which was full of various black youths.
In the photo, they are naked and covered with various scars, looking at the camera with horrified faces.
As bloody and miserable bodies flashed before her eyes, Ruth's expressionless face actually showed some satisfaction.
The weak light from the computer screen could not illuminate her deep-set eyes. The cold-toned light source, combined with the pale dress, made the woman look like a skinny skeleton.
Dooling over the normal human beings on the screen.
Just when she was about to close her collection and look for the next prey, she suddenly felt a burst of cold air passing by her.
Ruth subconsciously looked up at the window.
All three windows in the room are closed tightly, and the door is also closed.
There should be no wind inside.
Ruth did not take this abnormal situation to heart and planned to continue using the computer to search for prey.
However, the next second, a looming black figure appeared not far away.
"Who's over there!"
Ruth was extremely alert and immediately looked up.
However, as far as the eye can see, there are only empty curtains and nothing else.
I don’t know why, but in Ruth’s eyes, the curtains seemed to have a familiar outline emerging.
Ruth gradually felt something was wrong. She stood up and walked towards the light switch closest to her.
After a soft "pop" sound, light instantly filled every corner of the room.
Looking towards the window again, everything was as usual.
【Words cannot be said casually. Being too detailed can lead to bad things.
Thinking generates ideas, which are released through language. Language has wonderful power and can affect reality. 】
Somehow, what the young man said during the day suddenly appeared in Ruth's mind.
At the time, it was considered a pretentious statement, but now that I think about it, it is eerie and eerie.
Ruth felt that her heartbeat was a little fast and her spirit began to become tense.
But after all, she was able to control her emotions skillfully, her mind was different from ordinary people, and she quickly regained her composure.
What she didn’t expect was that this passage kept ringing in her mind like a magic voice.
Ruth, feeling irritable, took out her headphones from the table, plugged them into her laptop, then turned on the music and turned it to the loudest volume.
Heavy metal music continued to bombard her eardrums, and even her scalp began to feel numb.
At this moment, Ruth couldn't care less that doing so would damage her hearing.
She just wanted to rely on the nightmare-like voice to calm her heart again.
However, this behavior is in vain.
The young man’s voice remains the same.
Even if you listen carefully, it sounds a bit joking and mocking.
"Probably tired."
Thinking this, Ruth changed her plan for today and planned to go back to bed and fall asleep early.
She put down her headphones and closed her computer.
But behind the turned off monitor, I saw a familiar figure. The tall and strong black young man revealed his face in the darkness.
Chris...
Ruth's eyes widened in disbelief.
His brain has clearly been taken out by his father and thrown into the trash can. He cannot die anymore.
Why do you still appear in front of me!
Is it an illusion?
Ruth subconsciously wanted to get up and turn on the light.
But just as she turned around, the black guy who was more than ten meters away from her had already appeared in front of her!
Only at such a close distance did Ruth see the other party’s appearance clearly, and she was extremely horrified!
Most of Chris's face is the same as in memory, but half of his face has changed to look like another old white man!
Two completely different skin colors and looks appear on the same face.
The abnormal feeling of seeing things that should not exist made Ruth even forget to scream.
A slap hit her hard on the face. When her consciousness was blank, the latter's body fell sideways, knocking over the table and falling to the ground.
Then, a pair of cold hands strangled her neck.
Ruth suddenly felt a biting coldness all over her body, her strength was quickly drained from her body, and she couldn't even raise her hands.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"
The half of Chris's face roared ferociously and angrily, but the side belonging to the old man showed a happy smile.
As the opponent's palm gradually tightened, Ruth's complexion gradually turned red, then purple...
Just as she was about to die, a sound suddenly came from the door. sound.
"Did you throw the milk away again? I prepared the iced milk just as you said. How could you still..."
Jeremy was just halfway through speaking when he saw His sister was lying on the ground unconscious.
He hurried forward to check the situation, and then shouted to his father and mother.
The manor villa that was dark before suddenly became brightly lit!
The first to arrive at the scene were the grandparents who had already changed their bodies, and the couple who were still wearing pajamas arrived last.
Dean Armitage stepped forward quickly, saw his unconscious daughter, and noticed the green and black handprints on her neck. He subconsciously looked at his son beside him, eyes wide with anger.
Realizing that he had been misunderstood, Jeremy hurriedly explained.
"I didn't do it. My sister was like this when I got here!"
Seeing that his son didn't look like he was cheating, Dean Armitage took a closer look. .
I found that the size of the handprint was different from that of ordinary people, and there was no one in their family that matched it.
I’m afraid we won’t know who did it until our daughter wakes up.
Organs and bodies have been traded for a long time, and the equipment and medicines in the manor villa are even more complete than ordinary private hospitals.
Ruth was soon awakened.
As soon as the latter woke up, he looked frightened and jumped up from the bed like a spring!
"It's Chris! Chris's ghost is seeking revenge on me!"
"No, there's also the old man who had the surgery! The artist!"
"They are one person! They have become one person!!"
Ruth was completely different from the past. She was out of control and howling sadly, which surprised everyone.
"Ruth, calm down first...there are no ghosts in this world...let alone revenge..."
"If we wanted revenge, we should have done it long ago Encountered..."
Everyone was relieved, but the fear in Ruth's eyes did not weaken at all, but intensified!
She saw the densely packed figures fighting in this villa.
They stood behind everyone, hanging upside down from the wall.
Every face, without exception, is a mixture of black and white parts.
Suddenly, an upside-down ghost fell in front of her eyes, spitting out its blinking tongue...
(End of this chapter)