Lian Yun was the one who had screamed.
She had taken out her phone, wanting to make a call but there was no signal.
She saw an old face the moment the phone's screen lit up.
The face was right next to her.
Lian Yun's lips trembled. She waited for her heart to calm down before she directed her phone towards that direction again.
The old face entered her vision once more.
The blurred eyes had two drops of bloodied tears falling from them as well.
The face was as pale as a piece of paper under the flashlight from the phone.
Lian Yun did not know if she was hallucinating, but she felt the air around her turn cold.
"Lian Yun, why did you harm me?" A dark and gloomy voice came from the old lady's mouth.
Lian Yun hurriedly stood up from the chair in fear. She wanted to run away, but her wrist was caught by the old lady suddenly.
The old lady's hand was so cold it felt like she had just come from the freezing cold hell.
