C41 (1/2)
It was already 9 in the evening. The villagers all slept early, and it was a regular pattern.
Lingling and I were about to go to sleep as well, but after hearing such a sound, both of our hearts rose to our throats.
I know that if someone outside really wants to come in, the door will not be able to stop him.
Then, depending on the situation, we'll see who it is and what they want to do.
I picked up the fruit knife at home and hid it in my sleeve.
At the same time, I made a gesture towards Lingling, telling her to be more careful.
But I realized that the panic in Lingling's eyes was only for a moment, and it had already disappeared.
It was as if this girl already knew what was going to happen and was much calmer than before.
I touched the knife hidden in my sleeve, to reassure myself.
It was at this moment that the gentle knocking on the door suddenly became hurried. It seemed that the people outside had become impatient from waiting.
If it was an ordinary person, he would at least shout a few times out of impatience. However, the people outside did not make any sound and only knocked on the door.
Even after so long, it still did not calm down. It was as if he was mechanically operating it.
When I opened the door, a gust of cold wind suddenly swept out and entered the house.
I heard some of the lighter things in the room, all of them making a loud noise.
But look outside, where are they? There was only a faint moonlight shining in front of me.
However, the weather was gloomy and the moonlight was dim.
At this time, Lingling saw that I had opened the door, so she walked over and followed me to look outside.
”No one?”
Lingling stretched her head out and said, then continued:
”Maybe the wind hit something on the door.”
I nodded my head. Just as I was about to close the door, I suddenly heard a knocking sound from the door outside.
At the same time, Lingling suddenly spoke out.
”Sister, look! There's someone over there!”
I immediately perked up and looked towards the direction of the main entrance. Indeed, following the direction of the courtyard, I saw a figure standing at the deepest part of the courtyard, which was the main entrance.
The door was still locked, and the man had knocked from the yard.
When I saw someone, I rushed into the house, grabbed my flashlight, and ran outside.
During this entire process, the figure continued with this tapping motion.
It wasn't until I got closer to him and the flashlight hit him that I could see his face.
It was actually … It was actually …
My hair stood on end and I felt a surge of fear.
It turned out to be an adopted father!
I don't know what kind of violent emotion caused it, but my hand suddenly trembled violently. The light in my hand also flickered intensely.
The adoptive father's face was still pale, but the malevolent look of him when he died could still be clearly seen. His two eyes had two bloody holes in them, as if they were incomparably deep.
There was mud on the outside of his nose and ears, and his mouth was sealed with black lines.
At this moment, the adoptive father looked just like a ferocious puppet.
Maybe it was just seeing him in this state that made me so nervous.
Taking a deep breath, I quickly moved the flashlight back to my foster father.
But at this time, the foster father had disappeared. There was only a door left, seeming somewhat lonely.
I stood there, and that moment... It shouldn't be an illusion, I definitely saw it.
And the instant the flashlight moved, I thought I saw my foster father's bloody hand make a gesture at me.
Seems like he wants me to follow him somewhere?
Under these circumstances, the adoptive father appeared to be in this form.
Don't even mention seeing him now, even if I could, would I really believe him?
He said that the most fake thing in the world is just bullshit, how can you easily believe the words of a Ghost Being?
When I was still alive, you had already done all sorts of things to me. Who knows if you would bring me to the gates of hell after turning into a malicious ghost?