The Exorcist

Chapter 13: Memories (middle)

Li Jingming gradually became unable to control his emotions, Ruan Zhan walked over and patted him on the shoulder to signal him to calm down. Xiao Xia burst into tears when she heard Li Jingming's mother visit relatives. Although she didn't know how Li Jingming's accusation against his wife's family was related to this case, she sometimes needed this kind of inspiring inquiry and active listening to make a premature judgment.

Li Jingming took a deep breath and forced away his tears, sorting out his thoughts and continuing: "More than a month before this incident, our family planned to avoid the Golden Week and go to a city for a tour of the ancient southern towns. But then I learned that there was a letter from my hometown. Saying my mother is sick. Of course I have to go back and my wife is very upset that I have delayed the plan of the whole family. But this time I have a very unpredictable premonition, and even if she does not want to go back, it is not logical. Stopped me so I was finally able to go home. But she didn’t pay anything except for the travel expenses. I took my son and didn’t let me take me to sell blood. But when I got home, my mother had no use for it. .

I rushed home immediately after finishing the matter, but she still felt that I had been delayed for a long time and forced me to prepare for the trip immediately. I'm not in the mood for my mother's death, but I was really embarrassed, but she had to obey her painfully. I may be sad because I’m not in good spirits. I had a problem when I booked the hotel online. We arrived and there was no room we booked. At this time, it happened that there was a big tour group that had to avoid the Golden Week so there was no time. The room is out. We can only leave the only three-star hotel in the local area to stay in a small hotel converted from a private house-named Yeyuan. Our whole family regards me as a sinner for this. Then something went wrong. "

A look of fear appeared on Li Jingming’s face. "At that time, I was in a bad mood. I felt ashamed to give birth to my mother who raised me. To be honest, it was the first time I felt that I hated my wife and their whole family so much, including me. His son despised me as a cowardly and useless father because he was so affected by them. I hate them for letting my mother be insulted and make me lose dignity; hate them for letting me know the news of my mother’s illness so late that my mother is dying. I didn’t see me, I didn’t see my grandson, I didn’t look at my grandson; I hate them for forcing me to do things I don’t want to do when I’m most sad. But selfish, cruel and narrow; hating everything they have done to me in the past eighteen years is still comfortable. At that time, I really hated that I had never felt hatred. It was such a strong emotion that I wanted to kill everyone. Finished calculations.

That was the first time that I quarreled with my wife and vented the grievances of so many years. My wife is so accustomed to how can I tolerate my rebellion, so the more we quarrel, the worse my parents-in-law and my aunt also came to help my wife. I don't know what kind of evil I was caught. In the end, it was useless to persuade the owner to beat me with the whole family. In fact, their family is a cultural person after all, although they always come for a bit of yin, but never openly abuse them, let alone the whole family together.

I was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face. At night, I ran to the river not far from the house to sulking. At that time, the anger and resentment in my heart had nowhere to vent, so I told my reflection in the small river the anger that couldn't be extinguished. I’ve been nagging for a long time and finally when I feel a little more relaxed, I said, ‘I hope I can chop off all their family’s heads and feed them to the dogs! ’. In fact, I was just so angry to talk about it, but then there was a sharp male voice in the water answering me, ‘I will do what you want! ’

I was so frightened that I ran back to the hotel and asked the kind shopkeeper who was waiting for me if it was a haunted shopkeeper. The shopkeeper said very firmly that he was not angry and blamed me for talking indiscriminately and would smash his sign. Seeing that he was so sure, I felt at ease that he was confused and hallucinated. Then the owner helped me deal with the injuries on my body and persuaded me a few words before sending me to the room upstairs. At that time, no one in my family took care of me and of course would not pay for my travel expenses. Although the hotel had more than a dozen rooms and we lived in my family at this time, I had no money to open another room and had to sleep in the attic.

I was angry, tired, painful, hungry, and the attic was dark and damp, so I couldn't sleep steadily until midnight when I suddenly heard the ticking of running water like light rain and something leaking. The strange thing is that the starry sky can be seen from the skylight of the attic and the sound seems to be coming from outside the door.

I remembered the incident by the river and I was so scared that I didn't dare to come out of the bed, but the sound didn't stop but grew louder and finally turned into a small river. I know that other people in the hotel must not hear that it is coming to me and it won't stop unless I open the door, so I had the courage to open the door. UU Reading www.uukānshu. com

There was nothing outside the door, it was just dark abnormally and I felt the dripping sound coming from behind me again. I was so frightened that I couldn't move, but the door closed itself with a "pop". I forced myself to turn around slowly, although it was dark, I noticed that there was a large pool of water stains beside the bed, but it was obviously dry. Then a pair of wet footprints stretched out towards me step by step, as if something was walking towards me and standing in front of me.

I mustered up the courage to shiver and ask, ‘Who are you? ’I was afraid of it answering but it did. He said that I helped him so he wanted to help me realize my wish and chop off my family's heads. I was shocked and said that I didn't know what I helped him, but I was just a moment of anger and didn't want to kill my whole family and it was still such a cruel method. Then I said a lot of things, but I don’t know what it is. I’m so scared that I just want to find something to say that people are not green and who can be ruthless. Although my wife’s family is not good to me, it is a family after all and has lived together for so many years There will be feelings. I just want to let it go, but the surroundings are silent. I think someone who sees me must think it's weird, like a madman talking to himself. Just when I thought it had gone and breathed a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt that the room was shaking very violently as if I was in a stream of water. The water was icy cold and I couldn't breathe. A voice yelled angrily in my ear. I was so frightened that I couldn't even hear what it said. I just heard him call me not a man and I had to pay for it. I desperately begged it to let the feeling of suffocation in our family get heavier and heavier. I thought it would kill me, but I felt a chill in my chest and then fainted.

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