Chapter 0007: The Possessed Woman
The skin is fair and the fingers are slender; it is clearly a woman's hand.
Cold sweat slid from my forehead to my chin. I tilted my head stiffly and turned my gaze from the phone screen to the door panel.
If I can't see anything with my eyes, it means the owner of that hand is not a human.
My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. I had never been so nervous before. My gaze moved little by little, but just when I was about to see the door, something unexpected happened again.
The door suddenly opened and a strong cold wind rushed in, blowing me back repeatedly and unable to open my eyes.
The strange wind disappeared in a flash, and when I stood up again and pointed my phone at the door, all I saw was an open door and an empty corridor.
A chill filled the room. With my back against the cold wall that smelled of blood, I raised my cell phone and looked around vigilantly.
A cold white light flashed through the darkness, making the pale walls seem even more creepy. Due to the poor lighting, the picture on the screen was also exceptionally dark.
"When the door opened just now, there seemed to be a red shadow flashing by. Did anyone see it?"
"I can't see it clearly. The camera is too shaky and the host's hands are too trembling. It seems that he is a little weak!"
"Is the plot of the host fighting the ghost girl about to begin? I'm a little excited just thinking about it! Host, please start your performance."
"Hey, don't you think this is a bit weird?"
"Weird? So far, the best acting is that lamp..."
The comments from netizens flashed across the eerie screen. Some of them saw a red shadow flash by, which meant that something from outside might have really come in. I didn’t even dare to breathe.
But after turning the phone around to look around, the horrific scene he had imagined did not appear. Instead, Sister Hong was gone, and only messy bedding was left on the bed.
Did she run out of the room in fear?
But I didn't hear any footsteps!
I was so confused that I felt my brain was almost unable to think. I turned my phone around again and searched the room, not missing any corner.
Finally, a blurry figure was found on the glass door of the bathroom.
"Ms. Hong?"
I approached the bathroom cautiously.
After leaving the wall, my back felt empty and cold. It was an unbearable feeling, as if something was going to pop out from behind me.
"Ms. Hong?"
After finally reaching the bathroom, I quickly leaned against the wall, poked my head inside and called softly.
The blurry figure moved but made no sound.
The cold white light from the mobile phone shone on it, and I could vaguely see a figure raising his hand and reaching towards his neck, and there seemed to be a very sharp object in his hand.
knife?
The image of a throat slitting instantly appeared in my mind.
My heart suddenly tightened and I no longer cared about being afraid. I kicked the glass door hard.
With a bang, the cheap glass door hit the wall hard, and the glass shattered and scattered all over the floor.
In the small and cramped bathroom, Sister Hong had disheveled black hair and was holding a fruit knife, cutting her fair throat.
"Sister Hong, stop it!"
I rushed in and grabbed Sister Hong's wrist tightly.
Her body was as cold as a piece of ice. She turned her head and looked at me coldly, her eyes were white and full of resentment. Then she shook her hand and my body hit the hard wall.
My head was buzzing and my back was in severe pain. I was horrified.
Where does she get such great strength?
This state is obviously not right, is it possible that he is possessed by evil spirits? !
Sister Hong raised the knife again and cut her own throat.
Without having time to think too much, I rushed over and grabbed her cold and pale wrist again.
This time I was prepared and was not thrown away by her.
We wrestled with each other in the small bathroom, my phone fell to the ground, and I didn't have time to pick it up.
There is a life in front of us, we can’t just stand by and watch it die.
Sister Hong was incredibly strong, like she was on a rampage, and after a fight, she almost beat me out of the bathroom.
Probably because I obstructed her several times, Sister Hong got angry and stabbed me with a sharp knife.
The bathroom was too narrow and difficult to dodge, so I simply picked up my phone and ran out.
A sharp fruit knife followed closely.
The pillow was scratched, the sheets were torn, there were knife marks on the wall, and the whole room was a mess.
Soon, she pushed me into a corner. With my back against the wall, I finally found an opportunity and took out the greasy soul-suppressing talisman from my pocket.
Under the faint cold light, Sister Hong, with a ferocious face, walked towards me step by step with a knife in hand. Her enchanting red skirt formed a sharp contrast with her pale face, making her look like a ghost.
Gasping for breath, my hand holding the soul-suppressing talisman was shaking slightly.
I hope Wang Cuzi can be reliable for once!
Sister Hong suddenly raised the knife.
At the same time, I also took action.
Snapped!
The sharp blade was hanging over the tip of my nose.
I pressed the talisman to calm the soul on Sister Hong's forehead.
The knife didn't stab down after all. After Sister Hong's body was sluggish for a moment, it seemed that a red shadow split out from her body and ran out of the room quickly.
The knife fell to the ground with a clang, and Sister Hong's body went limp and she fell down like noodles.
Success?
I looked at Sister Hong in disbelief, picked up the knife and held it in my hand, waited vigilantly for a while, and after making sure that she showed no signs of going berserk, I picked her up and put her on the bed.
The red skirt was torn during the fight, revealing a large area of white skin. I pulled the quilt to cover her body.
I sat on the edge of the bed feeling exhausted, and then I felt that cold sweat had soaked my entire back and my clothes were sticking to my body.
Looking at the blackened soul-suppressing talisman that looked like it had been burned by fire, I felt a wave of fear in my heart. The talisman worked, and it also indirectly verified that something had indeed happened to Sister Hong just now.
She seemed to be controlled by something, unable to control herself, and doing horrible things.
"Can anyone tell me what just happened?"
"The host is fighting with a pretty ghost girl. He is sweating all over. The fight must be intense!"
“Why was there only the host’s screams throughout the whole process , and no sound from the young lady?”
"The young lady looked so scary just now. She successfully scared me. I'm crazy about her acting skills!"
"If this is acting, then it's too real! What was that red shadow that flew away from the young lady just now? It doesn't look like a 5-cent special effect!"
The live broadcast recorded the entire process, but the viewers were still skeptical, thinking it was a pre-arranged performance. Looking at their inappropriate comments, I could only smile bitterly.
But it's also normal. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would find it hard to believe.
"My friends, I can't guarantee that there are ghosts in this world. After all, I haven't seen them with my own eyes. But the strange experience just now shows that there are indeed unknown and terrifying things in this world." I said seriously to the screen.
"Tsk, what an old-fashioned excuse!"
"Anchor, you are not a charlatan. You have done so much. Are you here to sell some kind of talisman to ward off evil spirits?"
"I'm impressed by the above-mentioned brainwaves!"
“The longest road I’ve ever walked is the anchor’s routine!”
After chatting with my friends for a while, I felt more relaxed and regained a lot of strength, so I closed the door again.
Although this door lock seems to be useless and anyone can come in, it still makes one feel safer when the door is closed than looking at the darkness outside.
The room was not so cold anymore. It seemed that the cold air dissipated with the departure of the red shadow.
Sister Hong's face was pale, but her breathing was steady and she looked fine. She must have just fainted.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but then looked towards the door worriedly.
I hope that ghost thing won't come again.
There is only one soul-suppressing talisman. I won’t be able to withstand another one.
