The sunhat, together with the thick mask, covered half of her face . Her eyes could be seen peeking from behind the heavy setup .
Are her eyes real?
Such eyes could not be owned by a normal human being . They were lifeless and hollow, emanating a hellish sense of chill .
Even more horrifying was how badly disfigured the lady was, with hideous scars crisscrossing her entire face, sparing only her eyes from disfigurement . The permanent markings seemed to have been carved using a sharp object .
Who is this lady, and what caused her face to be like this?
Judging from those scars, she’s a suspicious character!
To me, she looks neither a human nor a ghost!
Having been guarding this cemetery for years, this was his first time feeling frightened, and it was actually caused by a living being .
The security guard beat his chest in hopes of instilling courage .
“Find this name for me . ”
The woman repeated her instruction like chanting an ancient, eerie curse . Her voice was hoarse, low, and lifeless .
With a frozen expression, the guard pulled the booklet beside him and asked begrudgingly, “What’s the name?”
“Li Qin . ”
“Does the ‘li’ come with four strokes in its character, resembling wood, and does the ‘qin’ have the meaning ‘piano’?”
“Yes . ” The woman nodded in agreement .
“Oh, this name was added not too long ago . Let me see… The twenty-third tomb in the nineteenth row…”
Before he could finish speaking, the woman turned and walked away without a word .
The man stared at her departing figure for some time and then berated under his breath, “What a whack!”
The woman did not go far when she braked abruptly, turned her body around slowly, and panned her insidious eyes in his direction .
The guard was alarmed to see her staring at him . Biting his lower lip unconsciously, he shot her a fawning smile .
In the nineteenth row of this cemetery’s District Five was the twenty-third tomb .
This tomb, which was surrounded by lush greenery, was newly erected .
Standing in front of the tombstone, the woman could see a black-and-white picture of Li Qin . Underneath the picture, in front of the stone tablet, were fresh flowers and some offerings . The woman slowly knelt as her fingertips brushed lightly over the cold image .
Her eyes squinted as she recalled . ‘Nana, you mustn’t die…
‘You must seek revenge for your mother . I’m full of hate!
‘I want that b*tch to live a life worse than death… I want her to be miserable for the rest of her life!’
The desperate and hopeless cries reverberated loud and clear in her ears .
The woman silently caressed the picture one more time . The picture had been stained with the cold, early morning dew .
Slowly, she wiped dry the wet stains covering the picture as she gently caressed the spot again and again .
When she left, the fresh flowers on the tombstone were trampled by her feet .
As the guard watched her leave the compound, he muttered under his breath, “Seems that she’s mentally deranged—truly worse than seeing a ghost!”
Night fell .
Yun Shishi returned from the set, and the family of four had dinner at a western restaurant .
The father specifically chose a French bistro . When Little Yichen heard that they would have French cuisine again, he could not contain his excitement .
“I love French cuisine! Daddy is the smartest and the greatest!”
His brother, meanwhile, looked as if he wanted to throw up .
The young boy had too much of this cuisine . As he learned how to cook, he picked up different culinary skills along the way .Please download our sponsor's game to support us!