My Iyashikei Game Chapter 692: A normal day for ordinary people

  Chapter 693 An ordinary day for ordinary people

  The male student looked at the face under the umbrella, blood dripped from the man's eye sockets to his forehead, and the broken eyeballs also slid down.

  "The man with the red umbrella...is his face under my umbrella?"

  The student screamed and threw the umbrella to the ground.

  The rain wet his hair, and the sticky touch reminded him of the feeling of blood dripping on his hair just now.

  He reached out to fiddle with his hair, but his fingertips became more and more sticky: "What's going on? Why is the rain red?"

  The thrown umbrella was blown by the wind, the male student looked under the umbrella, and the face with bleeding from all seven orifices disappeared.

  "No, where did it go?"

   Panicked, the very disturbed male student looked around. The man holding the red umbrella stood across the road, and the monster still didn't leave!

  “His face is no longer under my umbrella, why does he still follow me?”

  Blood water slid down the sideburns, and the sticky feeling was very uncomfortable. The male student's head seemed to be wrapped in glue that was about to solidify. He felt pain and itching, and kept scratching the top of his head with his hands.

  The more he scratched, the more itchy the top of his head became, and the more blood flowed down!

  "No way..."

  The clean scalp became uneven at some point, and a human face seemed to grow under the hair.

   "Ah!"

  The male student looked at his hands covered in blood and broken hair, and ran forward like crazy.

  It was clearly raining in the sky, but the male student's sight was covered by scarlet blood. He kept making strange screams, and there were more and more people like him on the street!

   Enduring the pain from the top of his head, the male student rushed into a small shop nearby. The first floor sold stationery and snacks, and the second floor was the shop owner's residence.

  "Anyone! Help me!"

  The male student wanted to tear his scalp, he couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed the scissors on the counter, and stretched his face in front of the mirror.

  Holding sharp scissors to cut his blood-soaked hair, the male student moved more and more, and his expression became more ferocious.

  "Get out! Get out of my head!"

  The scissors cut through the skin, and the pain and itching took turns torment him, making him lose his mind. With a roar, he stabbed the scissors at the top of his head: "Die! Die! Die!"

  Hearing the yelling of the male student, the store owner came down from the second floor: "Who's there?"

  Approaching the corner, the shop owner saw the male student squatting behind the shelf, he was wearing blood-stained clothes, with a pair of scissors sticking out of his head.

  This scene terrified the store owner: "Same, classmate, your head..."

   "My head? Where is my head? I can't touch it anymore. I feel itchy! It hurts! That face wants to get into my body!" The male student turned his head, his seven orifices were bleeding , the facial features are dislocated, and the eyes are full of blood.

  Stretched his trembling hands towards the store owner, and the male student quickly crawled on the ground: "Did you see my head? Is there something on my head? Is there something! Take it off, dig it out with a knife It!"

  The store owner backed away again and again, took out his mobile phone to call the police, but the call to the police was busy, and he didn't dare to approach the male student: "You, you wait here! I'll call someone for you!"

  The boss ran towards the door of the store, but before he got close, he saw a man with a red umbrella appearing in front of the door.

  "There is something wrong with that kid, can you..."

   Halfway through the conversation, the boss realized something was wrong. The man with the red umbrella seemed to have no face!

  Both legs were shaking, the boss immediately retreated to the second floor, he couldn't care about anything, and locked the door on the second floor.

   "What's going on today? There seems to be screaming everywhere?" Swiping the phone, the boss's phone desktop is a photo of his wife, who seems to be pregnant for several months.

  He was full of worries, so the boss hurriedly called his wife.

  After a busy sound for more than ten seconds, the wife finally connected. The store owner said anxiously: "Xiaoyun, you should go and lock the doors and windows immediately. There is something wrong in the city today! You are still pregnant with a child, please do not Run around!"

   "Well, I know, you have to be careful." His wife's gentle voice came from the phone.

  Knowing that his wife is fine, the shop owner also heaved a sigh of relief: "I'll find a way to go back now, you wait for me!"

   "You have been looking at the store, it's really hard." The wife seemed to remember something: "By the way, I have another good news for you."

  "What news?"

   "Didn't you always want a boy? I checked for you this morning, and it is indeed a boy." The wife's gentle voice became hoarse, and her laughter sounded more and more terrifying.

  The phone hung up, and the store owner was in a daze, he didn't dare to think about what his wife said.

  Footsteps sounded outside, the locked door on the second floor was suddenly knocked, and bright red blood seeped into the room along the crack of the door.

   "Can't stay here anymore! That guy with the umbrella will come over sooner or later!" The shop owner wants to go home and see his pregnant wife.

  He ran to the window on the second floor, and when he opened the curtains, he saw the neighbor who lived across the alley, and he threw something under him in a panic.

   "It's not safe here! Get out of here!" The store owner yelled at the neighbor, and the neighbor's face became even more strange.

  "I know, I see."

   "How did you see it?" The store owner opened the window and was about to find a way to climb down.

   "Use your eyes." The spectacles fell from the chair, and the neighbor stuck his head out of the window, his neck stretched a little bit, and soon stretched out from his window to the shop owner's house: "It's a pity You locked the windows last night."

  Looking at the neighbor's face, the store owner didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and he jumped from the window on the second floor.

  There was a sound of bone dislocation coming from one leg. He dragged his injured leg and limped towards the outside of the alley.

  The neighbor's voice sounded behind him, and the store owner grinned in pain, but he didn't dare to stop.

  "Help! Help!"

  The store owner tried his best to walk forward, and the young couple who jointly operated the mobile phone store next to him walked into the alley snuggling together.

  "Sister! Xiaocheng! Come and help me! This alley is haunted!"

  The store owner recognized the young couple, and he shouted loudly, but when he got closer, he found that the couple was strange.

  Boyfriend Xiaocheng hugged his girlfriend's waist tightly, and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

  My girlfriend, Amei, lowered her head slightly, with thick and ugly makeup on her face.

  "My sister, what's the matter with the makeup on your face?" The store owner stopped vigilantly: "Is it someone else who put on your makeup?"

  Seeing that the boss has already noticed that there is a blue vein on Xiaocheng's face: "I put on her makeup. I didn't expect that after a long time, the whole face will be covered with corpse spots!"

  The hand hidden behind slowly stretched out, Xiaocheng laughed louder and louder, and he still held a knife covered with debris in his hand: "It's okay, I will give you a good makeup this time! "

  Pounced forward with a knife in hand, Xiaocheng's face was full of madness.

  The store owner tried to escape, but the leg injury seriously affected him.

   His mouth was covered, and blood flowed out. He kicked Xiaocheng indiscriminately, and overturned the trash can next to him with his last strength.

  All kinds of **** were scattered all over the place. Among them, a Coke bottle fell from the trash can, rolled out of the alley, and touched a sneaker.

  The owner of the shoes has dyed yellow hair. He is wearing earphones, and he is reading spoken English following the voice in the earphones.

  Glancing at the Coke bottle, the yellow-haired student was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look at the alley next to him.

  Garbage was scattered all over the place, as if someone had fought there.

  "I used to go in and out of the back alleys a lot, and thought it was cool to fight until I met that devil." The yellow-haired student shuddered. The bad guys used him as a temptation, deliberately tempted gang members to rob him, even pretended to be ghosts to scare him, and threatened him with various means.

   "No! I must pass the exam. Even if I repeat it for ten years, I still have to fulfill my promise with Fu Sheng's father! Damn it, I have to get ahead and never return to this city!"

  Turn up the volume of the earphones, and Huang Mao concentrates on practicing spoken foreign languages. He was not interested in learning at one time, but now, in order to pass the entrance exam, he ignores the dissuasion of his family and studies all night long every day, completely obsessed.

  Frankly speaking, his family members are very worried about him. In order to avoid hurting his self-esteem, they have been secretly hiring a psychologist to pretend to be a tutor.

  "Work hard! Struggle! Hard work pays off!"

  After pumping himself up, Huang Mao lowered his head and walked forward. He wanted to use all the fragmented time to study, completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

  The traffic light at the intersection changed color, Huang Mao stopped, and he was correcting his pronunciation following the voice in the earphones, but suddenly he heard the cry of a child.

  "Why is someone crying?" Looking around, Huang Mao found that there were very few people on the road today, and it was already past seven o'clock, and the sky was still dark: "Did I misread the time?"

  The crying sound became clearer and clearer. After listening carefully for a long time, Huang Mao suddenly realized that the sound was not coming from the surroundings, but from his earphones.

  Quickly took off the earphones, screams, cries and calls for help came from all directions, and Huang Mao froze at the intersection.

  Slowly, the cry of a child that only sounded in the earphones sounded directly in the back of his head.

  Huang Mao twisted his neck stiffly, and he looked at the glass window of the shop next to him. There was a deformed child lying on his back, holding his earphones with two small hands.

  "I won't carry him all the way, will I?"

  The child also knew that he had been found. He let go of the earphones, raised his hands, and pierced Huangmao's ears with sharp fingers.

  Huang Mao, who was completely frightened, stood there dumbfounded, his heart was completely dominated by fear.

  "Be careful!"

  A **** grimace quietly appeared, the yellow hair was pushed to the ground, and the kid lying on his back was crushed and absorbed by a middle-aged female ghost.

  Sitting on the ground, before Huang Mao could figure out the situation, his arm was grabbed by a woman holding a mobile phone: "Follow me!"

   "I don't! You must be a ghost too! You drag me to a place where no one is around~IndoMTL.com~ and then treat me..." Before Huang Mao finished speaking, he saw the middle-aged female ghost rushing towards him, He was so scared that he scrambled and followed the young woman, and ran towards a side road.

  Ten minutes later, Huang Mao, who was still in shock, hid in the warehouse of a convenience store, and the woman who rescued him was also beside him.

   "Thank you." Huang Mao gasped heavily, and he didn't even dare to speak loudly now: "What's going on outside? Everyone seems to be crazy!"

   "You have to learn to get used to it. Today may be the most ordinary day in your future life." Xiao You picked up the blood-stained mobile phone hanging around her neck, and her mother was guarding her: "My name is Yui , she is my mother, someone asked me to ask you something."

   "Ask me?" Huang Mao was puzzled.

  "The man claimed to be Fu Sheng's father, and he wanted to ask about some information about Fu Sheng. Has Fu Sheng done anything special in the past year?" Xiaoyou dialed A number, and handed the phone to Huang Mao.

  Looking at the **** mobile phone, Huang Mao's legs became weak. He just heard the words Fu Sheng's father, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The fear of being dominated has returned!

  (end of this chapter)