Chapter 76: Memory of female ghost in red dress

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"Hehehe, what did I do wrong? I did nothing wrong ... nothing wrong!"
The female ghost in the red skirt was screaming there. Her long black hair was like weeds, messy, and dragged to the ground. She hunched her back, and her pale, skinny arms made her hair cyanose. There was a little purple and black on the wrist, as if ... it was tied by a rope.
I don't know if she came out or floated out. In short, the eye-catching red made me very uncomfortable.
I always feel that the scarlet color of the skirt is like being stained with blood.
I can't help but think of the white skirt girl she once encountered. She is so pure. Even in the form of a soul, her breath is still flawless and very clean.
But the girl in front of her is completely opposite to her, plus the knowledge that her grandmother and her science popularized as a child.
When you meet a ghost in red, especially a female ghost, don't even think about it, turn around and run away.
It is conceivable how fierce and wicked the female ghost in the red dress is, this sentence has been clearly expressed.
She was screaming there, crying, laughing, scaring me a little, I stepped back a little, her sudden appearance scared me, let alone now He was crazy and mad.
The seducer blocked me behind, and the female ghost in the red skirt finally realized our existence. She wore a grass-like black hair and made a "creak" sound on her neck. She turned her head and looked at us.
I thought that when she turned around, we would be able to see her looks. Who knows, she was still blinded by the thick black hair.
"Well-there's another living person."
Her neck twisted into a weird angle, and she tilted her head to look at us. Her voice was hoarse, and I could faintly see from her face covered with her hair that black gas was spitting out of her mouth.
"Ah, fresh and living, how nice."
suddenly! She moved a short distance forward, not long, but still enough to arouse vigilance and aggressiveness.
What he probably didn't expect was that even when he was standing here, there was a ghost so bold that he wanted to be near him.
There was a flash of red light in his dark eyes. The female ghost in the red skirt seemed to be hit, and her thin body was like a kite with a broken line, flying away!
I looked in shock at the scene in front of me. Seki didn't do anything, so I could attack the ghost! I looked at the pair of dark pupils with cold light in front of me and swallowed.
"Ga--" She made a wailing sound like a breaking wind, like a calling duck being slammed around her neck. This sound made me hear, and she was uncomfortable.
She finally fell to the ground far away, and there was no noise. When she fell to the ground, she didn't get up immediately, but instead looked like a dead body, her body showed a twisted posture, and fell over there, and suddenly, all around Falling in peace again.
I held Seorui tightly, I could say he was holding him, but just leaned out a little, and wanted to see her situation.
"Whoo--why, why did you do this to me--"
She burst into tears again and again, her weak body began to tremble, and she looked at it from afar, like a carp constantly struggling away from the water.
I was so depressed by her crying, I wonder if it was an illusion. I didn't feel the slightest murderousness in her. After I heard her crying, until now, I only received one from her. Kind of emotion.
Sadness, an almost despairing sadness.
I began to recall some words she had just said.
"You ... why are you here, have you encountered anything ... you can tell us, we will help you, but please don't hurt anyone."
The crying female ghost in the red skirt gradually receded. She got up from the ground, and her bones made a thrilling "creak" because of her movement. When I heard this voice, I felt sore.
"What did I do wrong? He was obviously a lunatic! Why did you kill me, why ..."
She was still incoherent, and I couldn't hear anything meaningful from her words.
This time, after she got up, she didn't approach us again, she was obviously afraid of sex.
The moment she stood and looked up, I saw her looks, her pupils indented, and I quickly stopped the scum that was meant to kill her: "Wait!"
The female ghost in a red skirt has a pale face, wrinkled, and her mouth, which should have been exquisite, was crooked, and the black breath was constantly spitting out. A pair of eyes without pupils had only white eyes. Like Quanquan.
Sorrowful cry was heard one after another, and she turned to look like she was about to leave.
"Huaer?"
The scum looked at me suspiciously, wondering why I should stop him.
I looked at the appearance of the female ghost in front of her, she was overlapping with the woman in a picture in my head.
That's right, in the post I found in Post Bar, not only there is a description of the process of things. In addition to the shooting of this building, there are naturally pictures of the three main characters of the "triangle love".
Ten years ago, it was an era that was not particularly developed. Female college girls had a small number of makeup, mostly natural beauties. According to the content narrative, the girl who cheated on a chemically talented boy was officially in front of this red dress ghost!
After so many years, even though her looks were beyond recognition, I still saw her shadow at the time from her face.
I couldn't help touching my chin and started to think about what happened in the post and the scene in front of me, I always felt wrong.
The tragic love triangle of ten years ago was because this girl cheated on the chemical boy and put into the arms of another boy before they were retaliated.
To say, the girl was wrong, and cheating was a wrong thing, so why is she shouting "I'm not wrong" now?
Is there any misunderstanding in this, or is it that the post deliberately concealed it, or even the landlord of the post did not know exactly what happened?
And who does "he is crazy" mean?
Is that the chemical boy who poisoned them with poison gas?
I looked at her, and thought of the eunuch-like man's voice just now, and pulled the robe of Laser.
"There is more than one evil here."
The demon nodded, and he looked at the female ghost whose figure was about to disappear, wondering: "There is no ferociousness on her."
My tone was a bit bitter: "Do you remember the incident I told you, she was the girl who cheated."
"However, I always feel that this matter is not what the Post Bar said. Now that I see her, I am more certain that her actions at that time were forced by helplessness and may have distress."
The devil turned his head and wanted to hear the reason why I said this.
My eyes dropped and my voice was low: "I saw only sadness and despair from her."
She wasn't offensive. She was close to us just now, maybe just out of curiosity, or more, asking for help?
"That ... please wait!"
I pulled the coloring ghost and ran towards the female ghost in the red dress. The female ghost seemed to hear my voice, stopped and did not continue.
"It's not your fault. You must have troubles. I believe you, so ... please tell me how can I help you!"
The female ghost slowly turned around, and that face still made me feel hairy. She smiled at me. The smile must be as ugly as possible, and it cannot be described by bitterness. In short, I do n’t want to live in this life. I saw this smile once.
Suddenly, her mouth grew very large, and a large group of black gas spewed out violently!
A red light flashed into my forehead, and my eyes suddenly fell into darkness!
The darkness only invaded my sight for a few seconds, and I could see the scene in front of me again, but this time, it surprised me all.
Everything in front of him is so familiar and unfamiliar.
The bright sky shines on the entire earth, wherever the eyes can see, the picture is gray and white, but the familiar playground, familiar teaching building, and the dormitory area before the renovation, the pattern is the university I am studying at!
No ... I'm not with Seki, in the chemical laboratory building? And obviously it's daytime, so this is ...
Just when I hadn't responded yet, a familiar girl ran past my eyes, and that familiar and beautiful face made me widen my eyes.
Isn't she a red dress ghost.
Until I noticed people coming and going, they wore directly from my body, and I was like a transparent person. They couldn't see or touch them at all.
I finally returned to God until I was where I am now.
It was the female ghost in the red dress who pulled me into this memory and let me know the whole process of things from the perspective of a third person!
Indeed, this is the only way to get me the real story and ending.
The content of the post may have been modified, or some important details were concealed.
I saw the girl running towards the school flower bed, and I followed.
A boy at least one meter tall was standing there, wearing a white cotton shirt and gray suit pants, which was well-cut. He wore some big black-rimmed glasses and a light smile on his handsome face.
When he saw the girl, his face was rejoicing, I wonder if it was my illusion. I always felt that his eyes gave a very strange feeling.
Even though his looks were deceptive, his eyes couldn't hide from me.
"Little painting!"
The boy waved his slender arm and called the girl's name excitedly.
At the moment he just spoke, I felt like my body was stagnant. The whole person seemed to be frozen, and I couldn't move.
This voice ...
I felt like my body was shaking because of fear, and my legs were a little soft.