Book 4: Chapter 30: Feathered Ghost Doll

Book 4: Chapter 30: Feathered Ghost Doll

It was so scary that I couldnt help but shiver. I rubbed my face and then tried to recall the situation at that time.

My memory was too vague since I was so young, but I did remember feeling wronged at the time. I definitely remembered that the doll was moving, but my family insisted that I was wrong. But at that age, I forgot all about it after taking a nap.

Dont tell mewas that doll what happened to Qi Yu in Xisha? Did he also take the pill but suffer some side effects?

Did he become a small monster that was dressed like a doll and living in Uncle Three's room?

The more I thought about it, the more terrible things started to come to mind. I remembered that there had been a bulging sackcloth outside my study that was very strange. It appeared for a while and then disappeared for a while, but when it was there, it had been just outside the window, facing my desk.

At that time, I always felt that this sackcloth was very strange. When I was doing my homework at the desk that was placed against the window, this sackcloth would be right outside the window. There were even times when I would smell a strange scent.

I also remembered that because there were lights in the corridor outside, I could see the sackcloths shadow on my window when I went to sleep at night. I always felt that there was something inside that bulging sackcloth.

Maybe my intuition was correct and Qi Yu was in that sackcloth?

I couldnt remember whether I was in middle school, high school, or just elementary school at the time, but what was he doing outside my window?

Fatty looked at my pale face and asked me what was wrong, so I told him my thoughts.Follow current novels on novelb((in).(com)

"You should probably draw a picture of it, Fatty said. You remember it now, but you probably wont when you fall asleep. These kinds of memories are very fragile.

I took out my notebook and began to doodle on it. My memory was extremely abstract, so when I drew the picture, I found that I had drawn a strange thing.

The doll had been terrifying, but once I drew it, I realized that I had also drawn a morin khuur behind him.

I couldnt figure out what had happened. Was I confusing what I saw earlier with what I saw in the past? Or, when I saw the doll in the past, was there actually a morin khuur behind it?

I immediately closed my notebook and looked at where the young man was. The light was still there.

I looked at the gap in the nearby stone, then at the youth in the distance, and then at the black sky above. I entered a kind of possessed state as a series of thoughts suddenly flashed through my head.

Strange posture?

Was it possible that Xia Wen was just an empty shell and someone was hiding in that empty shell? If so, that would explain why his movements and posture were so strange.

Was that young man also an empty shell? He was sitting there like he was.

But what was that little black shadow?

"Ive been thinking in leaps and bounds, I said to the black stone above, and I suddenly recalled a memory from a long time ago. Ive had a sudden flash of inspiration. Do you have something to do with this?"

You cant do anything about the heavenly gift, so you're giving me a hint? You're in my head, giving me inspiration? What do you want me to know?

"Qi Yu!" I shouted at the stone crack. "Come out!"

At this time, a deformed face faintly poked its head out of the gap in the stone in front of me. It looked just like a strange doll and it was giving me a vicious glare.

I took a deep breath. That was definitely the thing I saw when I was a child.

This couldnt be a coincidence; there was no way I would remember such a thing by accident. This was something the force here reminded me of.

But why?

"Tang Tangs dying!" Fatty shouted.

I glanced at Poker-Face, who had already come up beside Jin Wantang and was also pressing down on the artery.

The little doll disappeared from the shadows. It wanted to kill Jin Wantang, and it would stop at nothing to do it.