Terror recovery: I became the shadow of the school belle sister

In a forest on the outskirts of Jiang City.

A man is sitting quietly leaning against a tree.

It was a middle-aged man. If you looked closer, his face was sallow, as if he had been soaked in sand for hundreds of years.

There seemed to be something wriggling under his face, constantly pushing his face up and then retracting it.

The man's eyes were wide open, but without any expression, like a dead person.

In addition to his yellow face, there is a more special point, that is, there is an eye patch on his left eye.

Other than that, there was nothing strange about him.

The man seemed to have been sitting here for a long time, his clothes were a little rotten, but his body was very complete.

Birds chirped from time to time in the woods, but everything around the man was quiet.

rustling...

Even the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves is amplified infinitely at this moment.

But then, another strange voice sounded.

Puff, puff, puff...

The voice seemed regular, but a little chaotic.

Then, the voice gradually became louder, as if it was approaching the place where the man was sitting.

Then, a figure appeared nearby.

It was a woman dancing under the moonlight. There was a pair of black high heels under her feet, which were of a very common style.

Her dancing posture under the moonlight cannot be described as beautiful, but she has a good figure, and her every move is very elegant, and she seems to enjoy this feeling very much.

The heels of the high heels are always accidentally inserted into the mud, but it does not affect her next dance step in the slightest.

And the sound just now was the sound of high heels being pulled out of the mud.

As it slowly approached, the woman's face became clear under the moonlight.

Although there was a smile on her face, her eyes were full of fear, as if tears had been drawn across her face, and even her delicate makeup had turned into a painted face at this moment.

But the man who was sitting didn't seem to notice her. Although he opened a pair of dark eyes, he didn't respond.

Just like that, a strange scene appeared.

A beautiful woman smiled and shed tears while dancing, and a man with a khaki face leaned against a tree indifferently.

If Yu Zhao was here, he would be able to recognize that woman, she was Zhang Yan.

And if Yun Tian was here, he would be able to recognize that man, he was Zhao Tong.

Zhang Yan also recognized Zhao Tong. She was the ghost in the Secret Affairs Department who helped Tongxinhui before, but at the moment she couldn't control her body.

The ghost dance shoes are attached to her body, making her dance non-stop.

And she, sooner or later, would die from exhaustion.

He wanted to call out to Zhao Tong to save himself, but the smile on his face could not be broken, and the voice was stuck in his throat and could not be uttered.

The dancing shoes under her feet made her keep approaching Zhao Tong.

Suddenly, Zhao Tong raised his head.

Zhang Yan immediately saw the cracked and khaki face.

Zhao Tong's outline can be vaguely recognized, but now, it looks more like a grimace!
Some kind of horror gathered on that face, but Zhao Tong remained indifferent. Obviously, he had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, what dominates his body is the grimace inside him.

Zhang Yan stared at the grimace, unable even to move her head or close her eyes.

A chill rose from the soles of her feet, but her body movements did not slow down in the slightest.

There was a smile on the grimace, which was exactly the same as Zhang Yan's, but Zhao Tong's eyes were full of indifference.

The weird sense of contrast contained something terrifying.

After a few seconds, the grimace's expression changed.

It was an angry expression, although the eyes were indifferent, but the grimace grinned, as if it was its father-killing enemy in front of it.

Although ghosts have no father,

Even if there is, it will not die.

But it just made an angry expression, like a superb actor.

Looking at that expression, Zhang Yan felt a little pain on her face.

I don't know which part of the face is exerting force, and she wants to change her expression, but the ghost dance shoes make her expression only smile.

After a few more seconds, the grimace's expression changed again, it was a sad expression.

There was pain on Zhang Yan's face again, but she was still smiling.

This time, the grimace did not affect the success.

Afterwards, the ghost face frantically changed its expression as if it had been irritated.

Each time was only for one second, but the smile on Zhang Yan's face did not change.

The two ghosts seemed to be fighting non-stop.

The winning side among them will control the losing side!
As time passed, the grimace's attack seemed to have some effect, and Zhang Yan's expression finally changed slightly.

Her smile faltered a little.

At this time, the ghost's face had a serious expression.

Although it was only for a second, it seemed to be declaring Grimace's victory.

Next, Zhang Yan's smile gradually weakened, and finally, she became expressionless.

At this time, Zhang Yan's breathing seemed to have stopped.

When the grimace changed to an angry expression again, Zhang Yan's exquisite face also became distorted. Although her pupils had dilated, there was a real angry expression on her face.

Then, the ghost face suddenly seemed to have found its target, and various expressions on it crossed.

Smile, cry, be angry, be sad...

The expressions flashed one by one, and every time one appeared, Zhang Yan's face would follow suit.

Even at this time, her dance steps still did not stop, and she even looked very graceful.

Finally, the grimace expression disappears.

True deadpan.

On Zhang Yan's face, there was a smile first, and then it disappeared instantly, becoming expressionless.

After this action was done, the khaki color attached to Zhao Tong's face suddenly began to fade, and the cracks also slowly disappeared.

And Zhang Yan's face suddenly cracked many holes, and then there was a strange yellow color spreading on her face.

The smear of yellow spread from her left eye, and finally slowly covered her entire face.

Snapped!Snapped!
The sound of two things falling to the ground.

On one side, Zhao Tong whose face had returned to normal, lost all support and fell to the ground.

On the other side, a face was peeled off and fell on the grass.

There were traces of weeping flowers on that face, as if it had once been a beautiful woman.

Afterwards, Zhang Yan, who was wearing a grimace, kept walking, dancing, and walking into the distance.

A strange figure, a strange breath.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan disappeared after leaving the woods, as if she had left this space.

Afterwards, outside the haunted domain of the ghost who took off the hat, a beautiful figure appeared. It was a figure that would make one's heart flutter if one didn't look at the face.

She danced so beautifully that she seemed to be showing at a high-end reception.

While dancing, she kept away from Jiang Shi.

No one knows where her purpose is, her figure is also flickering, disappearing, and when she reappears, she has changed places.

Teleport!

On a road, a man stopped his car on the side of the road to rest for a while.

Suddenly, the woman came into his sight.

The woman was dancing and it made his heart skip a beat.

The man whistled once, and the woman heard it, and came up to him, just dancing as she came.

After the woman approaches, the man wants to run away, but he can't run away anymore.

Seeing the woman's khaki-yellow face full of cracks, he also started dancing, his feet uncontrollable, and he couldn't stop at all.

And the dancing women,

is non-stop,

To find the next target.