After the damn mask appears, the damn ghost appears again. In fact, the damn ghost should not die, because the damn ghost is dead, and the damn thing is the matter of seeing the ghost. Why do all the things that are prejudiced to the ghost fall on me? Even if there is such a thing, someone must share it with me, which is fair.

I took the last bus back to the city. There was no one behind the bus, and I was the only one who occupied the huge seat. I don’t know why I always felt very uncomfortable. I was always afraid that there was someone behind me. There was no third person in this bus except me and the driver, but I might have to sit at the terminal, so I would feel a little uncomfortable in the end.

In order to get rid of this discomfort as soon as possible, I ran from the middle of the car to the last row of the car, and there would never be anyone behind the last row.

But I still think about my hell mask. After all, the whole world will be subverted after that thing is brought with me.

My uncomfortable feeling is still spreading all over my body. This feeling can be given as an example. When a person faces a big house, he suddenly catches thunderstorms. Every time he thunders, you always feel that there will be a black shadow in the house when there is lightning. Even if he does not, you will feel like this.

So since I feel so uncomfortable, it is of course the best way to solve this feeling, but the car is driving very slowly, and the passing places are apart from corn fields and small stinky ditches, and there is no way to go.

And then someone suddenly talked to me.

"Young man, where are you going?"

I was shocked and realized that it was the driver who was talking to me.

“At the end.”

After I finished speaking, I saw him nodding from the rearview mirror. For some reason, I always felt like I was going to be sent to the slaughterhouse. Although I knew that he asked me where to stop to stop me in the middle, because no one got in the car, he didn't plan to stop.

I found that my curiosity will always overcome my fear. Since there seems to be ghosts around me, it’s just a ghost. Anyway, I have a lot of experience in seeing ghosts, and I always turn bad luck into good luck every time I see ghosts. Now I haven’t taken a hair less. According to this trend, there is nothing to see ghosts, so it’s still necessary to take out the mask to see.

I reached out to get the mask inside the bag, but found that the bracelet inside the bag was missing. I searched everywhere and thought it was falling on the car, but there was nothing in the car.

"Did it fall before getting on the car?" I said to myself, forget it, it falls off when it falls off. It shouldn't be my own, it's not my own. I can open it. After I think about it, I quickly put on the mask. After putting it on, I was suddenly shocked.

My God, this is...before...

Just in front of me, an old lady appeared, wearing old floral clothes with her back facing me, no difference from an ordinary old lady, the only difference was that I didn't have it before I put on a mask.

My surprised look was probably seen by the driver. He saw me wearing a mask and actually speeded up the car. Did he treat me like a ghost?

"There is no one on the last train..." The driver said to himself, his voice very small.

He treated me as a ghost, but the old lady in front of me was a real ghost. I think after she turned around, she must have looked terrible and ferocious. When I thought about it, I actually remembered my sister. I really thought about her bloody human skin.
Chapter completed!