I instinctively reached out and pushed the woman sitting on top of me. This is not my mother at all. There is no way my mother would do such a thing.

The woman on my body couldn't feel the slightest weight, but she actually appeared in front of me. I couldn't believe the existence in front of me, but there was no other way to ignore it.

Maintaining this movement, the woman suddenly stretched out two hands and strangled my neck fiercely.

At this time, I finally saw clearly what kind of face it looked like under the messy hair. At the same time, the cold feeling spread from my neck, like a nightmare that could not go away.

Although I really didn't want to admit this kind of fear that followed me everywhere, it still reflected on me truthfully in the next moment, peeling off the layer of nightmare from my body.

"Uh... let go... let go... me..."

I struggled to break free from the shackles of these iron arms, but in fact I was still a little too optimistic.

Being pinned down by a woman, I simply lost my best ability to resist, and the power I could use with my hands was really limited. I could only be forced to beat the woman riding on me.

The woman was as unshakable as steel, and her hands tightened around my neck, gradually depriving me of the air in my lungs.

The air is getting scarcer and scarcer. My brain, which continues to be deprived of fresh air, begins to become sluggish due to lack of oxygen. My perception of the outside world becomes slower and slower, and I am even less able to realize that this is a one-way ticket to death.

The unwillingness and anger in my heart became my last thought of resistance. No matter life or death, I had to escape from this woman's hands. At this last moment, I could clearly feel how sad it was to be passive.

Just when my consciousness was about to disappear completely at the last moment, a voice sounded from the bottom of my heart, and it also gave me endless strength. The reaction I didn’t know came from made me successfully punch the woman in the chin.

My heart is filled with joy.

However, the woman was only turned away from my face by my punch, and the hands holding my neck did not move away at all. Because of this punch, I exhausted my last strength, and my hands hung down helplessly, unable to resist anymore.

I can't help but think wildly, am I really going to be completely buried like this? I am not willing to die in the hands of someone who is neither a human nor a ghost.

A strong desire to survive always plays a crucial role at the last moment. I no longer have any strength or stamina to continue to resist, but I still have the head to give the woman a fatal blow.

Thinking of this, I used up my last bit of strength to suddenly raise my head, which was also the last action I could do. After that, I fell to the ground weakly, feeling that the position of my neck suddenly relaxed, and I gasped with difficulty.

I was so happy that I was finally free. I knew that relaxing at this moment would be extremely dangerous, but I had no other choice but to adjust my breathing as much as possible.

There was a dull pain in my chest. I knew it was due to the pain in my lungs caused by violent breathing, but I didn't pay too much attention to it. My hands weakly supported my limp body. I looked sideways and saw that I had knocked him away.

The woman fell to the ground, her black hair once again covering her face.

This time, I was uncharacteristically devoid of fear. At this moment, all I had in my heart was the flames of anger. I wanted to pick this woman up and ask her why she did this to me.

When I raised my fist to hit that face, I finally couldn't do it. After all, this woman has my mother's face. No matter what it is, I can't do anything to this face.

Just when I was hesitating, the woman slowly raised her head. Just one glance scared me out of my mind. I shivered and stepped back one after another. The nightmare-like face came to me, which is so memorable that I cannot forget it.

She smiled sinisterly, her body movements were very stiff, she was lying on the ground in a strange posture, and her limbs were stiff and she crawled towards me little by little.

Every time I climb, the bones in my body will make a cracking sound, and almost all the bones in my body may break at any time.

Her movements were extremely slow, like freeze-frame movements, which sounded so eerie and terrifying to me. However, there was no desire to escape in my head. I suppressed the fear all over my body, and one thought kept telling me

I want to see clearly whose face under the black hair belongs to.

This thought drove me to still stand where I was. When the distance between us was less than ten meters, the woman on all fours finally slowly raised her head and slowly revealed her face. I couldn't help but fall

Take a breath of cool air.

I've seen this face before!

Grandma Wang.

Could it be said that Grandma Wang faked the corpse?

Grandma Wang was a very kind old lady during her lifetime. She always had a smiling face when she saw people in the village. It was precisely because of the death of such an old lady that many people in the village spontaneously came to keep vigil for her.

I also went there at that time and saw her portrait.

At this moment, looking at this ferocious face, the color drained from my face and I couldn't help but retreat.

Because there are fine cracks on this face, like spider webs, which make this usually kind face look even more ferocious.

But how did Grandma Wang become my mother?

Still want to kill me.

"Grandma Wang, please spare my life."

I can't figure out why, but I can't think too much at this time.

Whatever it is, my life is at stake.

The next second, I turned around and ran.

The moment I ran away, out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of an eerie smile slowly forming on that face full of cracks.

Immediately afterwards, her stiff limbs crawled together, her speed suddenly became much faster, and she chased me.

My mind was in a state of confusion, and I ran around without thinking. I didn't even have time to see if Grandma Wang behind me was chasing me.

I don’t know how long I ran, but I heard footsteps in front of me.

Many people came to hear the sound.

I thought it was the villagers in the village who had been rescued and came to help me, but when I looked carefully, I couldn't see where the villagers from the village came out to help!

The leader of this group of people is not Old Man Chen, who has been dead for several years. He runs the fastest, and I can also see the most clearly. That face is covered with rotten flesh, and it can no longer be seen that it is a complete face.

However, the melon-skin hat on his head was still well preserved, allowing me to identify the other party.

Since Grandma Wang was able to climb out of the coffin and appear here, the rotten old man Chen she saw was probably not alive at all in the villagers behind.

Damn, tears instantly flew out of my eyes at this moment.

Old Taoist Chen is not saying that I am not destined to die young. This trip is dangerous, but I will not lose my life.
Chapter completed!