Master and the ghost chatted for a while, and I looked at Master from a distance as if she was crying, I had never seen her cry, and she must have talked about sadness.
Looking at such a master, my heart was sour, and I didn't want to look any more, so I twisted my head to the side and continued to observe the movements around me.
I look like the ghost wall just now, but I don't know why, it's as if the ghost wall has an attraction that forces my eyes to look at that side.
The ghost wall is all gray, and it makes people feel depressed when they look at it, and I don't want to see it in my heart, but my eyes seem to be not controlled by my brain, and I want to look at it all by myself.
Actually, I'm not completely devoid of self-control, but that ghost wall is too weird, and I'm a ghost hunter myself, so I must have some concentration.
If some ordinary people definitely don't have any resistance, maybe they will be attracted directly.
It must be dangerous to walk over, and the ghost wall is a trick for some souls, as long as the living person walks over, he may lose his life.
I just looked, but I also had the urge to walk under my feet, but I was always on guard for fear of something unexpected.
So, with both hands clenched into fists, the nails were deeply pierced in the palms, and the pain kept making my brain tell myself to never walk over.
I just want to see what the hell those things are trying to do, and what they're going to do next if they find out that I'm dead or alive.
I wonder if they're staying there all the time, or if they're closing in on me little by little I watched it for about ten minutes, and my nails kept piercing the flesh in my palm, and I guess I was about to bleed.
Fortunately, the pain kept my brain awake, and I kept standing inquiringly under my feet, without moving a single step.
My eyes are starting to get a little astringent, I feel like my head is getting confused, and I know that my consciousness is a little out of control, so I want to quickly remove my eyes.
I didn't think about it, it was like a kind of suction, sucking my eyes tightly, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.
I started to feel a little messed up in my heart, thinking to myself, these things are quite powerful, even I have been tricked, and now I have to find a way to save myself.
My head was temporarily clear, and I quickly opened my mouth, trying to see if I could still make a sound, and if I could shout, I would quickly call for Master to help.
Fortunately, my voice was not affected, and then I shouted, "Master, help" In a matter of seconds, I felt a gust of wind rushing towards me "Twist her head over and don't look over there" I heard a man's voice ring.
"Okay," Master's voice rang out.
Instantly, I felt a pair of warm hands on my cheeks, and I pulled my head with great force.
At this time, I realized that I didn't seem to see anything, and my eyes only seemed to have the gray ghost wall, as if it had been imprinted in my head.
However, I could hear the conversation between Master and the male ghost, so at least I knew that there was someone around me, and that the male ghost was teaching my father how to save me.
When I heard that the male ghost asked the master to pull my head, it must have known about the ghost wall, and it also knew that I was sucked by the ghost wall and couldn't take my eyes away. aa2705221: