C70 (1/2)

I was already trembling with fear, as if I was no longer my usual self. Here, I could only be tortured by ghosts like they were. My eyes were filled with human misery, and I didn't even have the courage to run away.

At this moment, a few ghosts came towards me, and I stared at them with my eyes wide, not knowing what they were going to do. One of them held a mirror and looked at me with it, while the other one in a robe said, ”When this man was alive, he abandoned his children. After saying that, a few ghosts came over and pulled me away.

The ghosts had me tied up in a large square stone trough with a stone the same size as the stone trough hanging by a rope, and the ghost next to me said, ”Execute.” Another ghost cut the rope with his saber. I watched the big rock fall down, but my body couldn't move. When the big rock hit my body, I suddenly woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was Nan Ke and Yi Meng. I was still sitting at the table with the lights on in the room, and I was still immersed in the illusion for a long time. When I came back to my senses and looked at the people around me, they were all still in shock.

They all left without a word. I stood up and patted Brother Hua on the shoulder. ”I'm going back.” Brother Hua turned his head, his eyes glazed over, and he slowly opened his mouth to say: ”Ah!”

After leaving his house and being blown by the wind, I woke up. To my surprise, I felt like I was reborn. I didn't even dare to recall what I experienced because the feeling of despair was really too strong.

Bewildered, I returned to the shop. Senior sister rubbed her eyes as she opened the door for me and asked, ”Why is it so late?” I said perfunctorily that I had gone too far, that I had gone upstairs to bed, that I felt sore all over, as if I were very tired, that I had not done any manual labor today, and that my body had been doing very well all along, and I had not felt this tiredness in a long time. Fortunately, I did not dream when I slept, and I rarely had any strange dreams these days.

After a night of sleep, my body didn't feel much better. As Senior Sister was preparing breakfast, I feebly greeted Senior Sister. Seeing me like this, Senior Sister asked in surprise, ”Junior Brother, did you not sleep well last night? Your eyes are blue.” I took out the mirror and found that the person in it was exactly as my senior said, and worse than what she said. The area around my eyes was dark, my eyelids were drooping, and my face was ashen, almost like someone who had been smoking for a long time.

”Senior sister, I don't know what's going on either.” I was a little incoherent as I was conflicted over whether or not I should tell Senior Sister about what happened last night. What's the use of saying it, it would only make Senior Sister follow me in a hurry.

My vision went dark and I didn't even have the strength to stand. I plopped down on the chair, my internal organs rolling and sweating all over my body. I quickly lay on the table with my eyes tightly closed, otherwise I would have vomited.

Senior sister caressed my head and pulled out my left hand. Her middle finger and ring finger rested on my wrist. She said worriedly, ”Junior brother, your pulse is very weak.”

After that, Senior Sister helped me lie down on the bed and warned me, ”Don't go to school today, I'll give you a leave of absence later.” I nodded. After a while, Senior Sister brought me a bowl of porridge and a few buns. She looked at me worriedly and said, ”Junior Brother, I'll call Master back later.” I didn't want to talk, so I just nodded and went downstairs to call the school.

I forced myself to pick up a bun and stuffed it into my mouth. Originally, I liked eating buns, but when I bit into the meat stuffing, I suddenly felt a fishy smell. I immediately vomited out the bun in my mouth along with the things in my stomach that I hadn't digested until my tears and snot flowed down my face.

When Senior Sister heard the sound, she hurriedly ran over and saw that I was vomiting all over the ground. I went downstairs and picked up a broom and a trash can to clean up the dirty things I vomited. Looking at Senior Sister's busy appearance, I felt very upset.

Senior Sister went downstairs to get me a leave of absence, then called Master and told him about my situation. Although I didn't want to trouble Master, seeing myself like this, it would probably be difficult to drag it out any longer. It might have something to do with what happened last night, so I could only place my hopes on Master.