Supernatural Live: Please Stop Talking

"I don't know how long it took."

"That mournful, misty cry rang again in Cuihua's ears..."

"The sound, from far to near, when the time comes, it seems to reach Cuihua's ear again..."

"Gusts of dark wind crazily drilled into Cuihua's neck."

"But this time, she didn't care about herself, but hugged her daughter tightly with her hands."

"fine……"

"My daughter is doing as usual, she has no fever or crying."

"Cuihua's heart was put back into her stomach."

"Suddenly, a strange laugh sounded, and then, a miserable voice came faintly: Mom~ My feet hurt so much~ Mom~ Where are my shoes? Mom~ Come and play with me~ Come and play with me ~"

"Voice, there is no intention to stop."

"Just like that, it kept hitting Cuihua's eardrums."

"Cuihua didn't close her eyes, but stared straight at the board above her head."

"above……"

"The ghost from yesterday did not appear."

"Cuihua breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the window."

"But at this moment..."

"She clearly saw that on the table...the pair of red embroidered shoes appeared again!!!"

"Just this one look."

"All the pores of Cuihua's body are open, and goosebumps are continuously drilled out from these pores."

"A chill, from the soles of the feet, straight to the top of the sky."

"I don't know if it's the courage given by Liang Jingru."

"Cuihua lifted the quilt directly, and jumped up from the bed with a whoosh."

"She grabbed the embroidered shoes, walked quickly to the main hall, and then from the corner, took a sickle, opened the wooden door with a creak, and went into the forest without looking back."

"Soon, the emerald flowers and the thick black color merged into one."

"Behind her, the father-in-law shouted."

"But Cuihua at this moment..."

"I can't take care of these anymore."

"She has only one thought now, and that is to fight this ghost doll to the death!!"

"Even if she sacrifices her life for her life, she still has to protect her daughter Zhouquan!"

"Sometimes, maternal love is so great."

"Cuihua is like a puppet without any emotion, running crazily towards Jueming Bridge."

"On the way."

"The cry of the strange bird is still ringing here and there."

"But Cuihua..."

"Not at all afraid."

"She can take her life now, so how could she be afraid of some strange birds?"

"When I came to the bridge of death..."

"On the bridge, it's still the same as before, standing a white figure."

"Tell the truth."

"If it's true that you're not afraid at all, it must be a lie."

"Cuihua swallowed hard."

"Two eyes, staring at that figure."

"Finally, she plucked up her courage and yelled at the figure: You are that ghost baby!! If you have the ability, come to me!!! Don't hurt my daughter!!"

"I heard Cuihua's voice..."

"Ghost doll, slowly turn your face away."

"Although the forest trees are lush, the moonlight still shines on the Jueming Bridge through the gaps between the mottled leaves."

"Cuihua can see...that figure's appearance very clearly."

"That's right!"

"It's the ghost doll that appeared on the board before!!"

"The ghost doll's broken face is smiling at Cuihua."