I might as well go to the Hai Di Lao restaurant for a late-night snack.
If he really has any ill intentions, I can always find a way to escape later.
In any case, going to a crowded place is definitely a good idea.
With that thought in mind, I finally made my decision—
I would head to the Hai Di Lao restaurant in the city center!
I decided to follow Daoist Master Wu Xie's advice and seek refuge in a busy area.
Before leaving, I intentionally didn’t take a bag.
I just wore a jacket.
My phone was tucked away in my pocket.
This way, even if Painted-Skin Ghost discovered that I had run away, she wouldn’t be able to get my phone.
She wouldn’t know my exact whereabouts.
Still, I remained cautious.
To avoid raising my mother’s suspicions, I pretended to act nonchalant as I slowly walked toward the door.
At that moment, I heard the sound of a television drama coming from the living room.
It turned out my mother was watching TV.
And she was watching her favorite soap opera.
This indicated that her mood was quite good at the moment.
Thinking of this, I quietly let out a sigh of relief.
It seemed that Painted-Skin Ghost wouldn't take action against me in the short term.
While my mother was engrossed in watching television, I walked over to the front door, grasped the doorknob, and gently twisted it.
Just then, my mother appeared silently behind me.
She was almost pressed against my back.
The sudden movement startled me so much that I nearly cried out.
My mother then coldly asked, "Baby, where are you going at this hour?"
I stammered in response, "Mom, I'm going to the supermarket to buy snacks and fruit."
"I'll be back soon."
To my surprise, my mother didn't respond immediately.
Instead, she fixed me with a piercing gaze.
This expression was particularly eerie.
Just one glance made one feel uneasy.
Sure enough.
My sixth sense told me that I had to run right now!
Otherwise, I would be doomed!
But in the next moment, my mother suddenly squinted her eyes, her lips curling downward, and her expression turned fierce and menacing.
At the same time, her entire demeanor shifted.
It was as if she had been possessed by some unknown force.
And this force was clearly malevolent!
Without a doubt.
My mother had been possessed by the Painted-Skin Ghost!
At that moment, I finally confirmed—
The person before me was not my real mother at all!
It was the Painted-Skin Ghost!
In that instant, I understood why Daoist Master Wu Xie had urged me to leave home immediately.
He must have known all along that the Painted-Skin Ghost was coming to skin me alive!
With that thought racing through my mind, I threw open the door and desperately tried to escape this place of danger.
However, just as I was about to step out the door, a sudden sound of painful groans came from behind me—
“Ouch!”
“It hurts so much!”
“It’s painful…”
“Oh, it hurts…”
That voice was unmistakably my mother’s!
I couldn’t help but stop in my tracks.
In the next moment, I saw my mother lying on the ground.
Her entire body curled up into a ball.
Her expression was one of immense agony.
At the same time, beads of sweat were forming on her forehead.
She was trembling uncontrollably.
Clearly, she had hurt herself from a fall.
I couldn’t help but furrow my brows.
How strange.
Hadn't Painted-Skin Ghost already possessed her?
How could she still fall so badly?
Could it be that I was overthinking things?
Was this person actually my real mother?
With that thought, I decided to go back and check the situation first.
I walked over and helped my mother onto the sofa.
Then, with concern, I asked, "Mom, what happened?"
"Where are you hurt?"
My mother covered her waist, her face contorted in pain as she said, "Baby, I twisted my ankle."
"My back hurts too."
"Can you help me apply some Honghua Oil and give me a massage?"
As she spoke, my mother took out a bottle of Honghua Oil from the drawer of the coffee table and handed it to me.
I took the Honghua Oil and then helped my mother turn around.
To my surprise, the next moment, I noticed a long pink wound on her back!
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