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There were a few white figures floating outside the window. The slapping sound was not the sound of the curtains hitting the window, but they were kicking the window with their feet! Emily was so frightened that she scread repeatedly. She hurriedly got up and wanted to open the door to go out, but her legs went limp and she knelt down. The fracture of her ankle made her scream!
In the next mont, the white figures outside the window ca to her with a whoosh. Pairs of dead fish-like eyes stared at her. Emily shouted in fear, “Don’t! Don’t co over! Don’t co over!”
Emily retreated desperately. Her hand suddenly touched sothing soft. When she turned her head, she saw a child standing in front of her.
“Hehe…” The child giggled. His head tilted and fell.
Emily: A stream of heat flowed down between her legs, and she peed her pants!
Emily’s room seed isolated now. She couldn’t hear anything from outside, and her screams didn’t travel. She was terrified. There were more and more ghosts around her. Taces erged from behind the door panels, so hanging upside down from the roof, and others ca in through the windows. Soon the room was filled with them. They were silent, except for the laughter of children. They slowly approached her with their hands raised, getting closer and closer…
“Ah!” Emily retreated in horror, her back hitting the bedside table hard. However, she ignored the pain and could only cry. “Don’t co over, don’t co over…”
An old woman made a gurgling sound from her throat and said intermittently, “You… aren’t you… consecrating evil people? Co… consecrate us… We’re the ones who died the most miserably… hehe…”
Emily’s pupils constricted. She understood now. So many people were killed by those evil people?! So many?! Impossible, impossible. How could those evil people kill so many people… Not only were there old people in front of them, but there were also children and won…
Emily panicked. “I’m not… I didn’t, no…”
A female ghost scread and pounced on Emily. She glared at her, her eyes bulging. “It’s you! It’s you! We all saw it! We all saw it!” She pinched Emily hard, opened her mouth, and bit her face!
The ghosts around them pounced over, their mouths open, and bit Emily! They had died so tragically. They had only fought for their normal right to survive, but they had been tortured to death by evil people! And Emily worshipped those evil people and said that she would forgive them… What right did she have to forgive them on their behalf?! Was she worthy?!
Emily scread repeatedly. The pain of being bitten was real. Her eyes widened in extre fear… Unfortunately, no one could save her.
A few days later, Alia heard that Emily had been hospitalized again. It seed that her cancer had relapsed because of too many emotional fluctuations. This ti, her illness was even worse than before. Her body had a rejection reaction and she had been resuscitated several tis. However, because she could not fork out the dical fees, she could not undergo the next treatnt. Her body was so infected that many places had festered.
Emily was hospitalized, so the people in the neighborhood did not disturb her anymore. However, they often went to the hospital to “visit” her and spread the news that she worshipped evil people. This ti, no matter how pitiful she pretended to be and how badly she cried, no matter how pitiful her parents looked when they squatted at the wall without a word, no one helped her pay the dical fees.
Alia asked William quietly, “Brother, if that auntie doesn’t have money for treatnt, what will happen in the end?”
William thought for a mont and said, “She might die soon.” The last pain of cancer was unimaginable to ordinary people. So people would even cut themselves with a knife to offset the pain.
It was conceivable that Emily would die slowly in pain and despair.
When Alia seed to be thinking about sothing, William asked, “Doesn’t Mia want her dead?”
Alia shook her head. “No, Master said that life and death are predestined.
Karma…” Her mother also said that so people did not deserve sympathy. Her father also told her that people should be kind and compassionate, making them unable to be compassionate. Eldest Uncle also said that so people did not deserve sympathy, so Alia felt that Emily’s fate was all her own fault. People had to atone for their mistakes. Mrs.. Walton shouted from downstairs, “Dinner!”
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