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The wound was peculiar.
It looked as if it had been made with a knife.
So neat and tidy.
At the same time, I noticed several purplish-red marks on my mother's back.
These marks were striking.
They caught the eye immediately.
I was taken aback.
What were these?
Before I could react, Daoist Master Wu Xie sent me a message—
“Qian Qian, this is a wound left by the Painted-Skin Ghost after it peeled off Human Skin!”
“The purplish-red marks are Postmortem Stains!”
“Qian Qian, hurry and run!”
Meanwhile, the comments were buzzing—
“Holy crap!”
“What is this?”
“So scary!”
“Qian Qian, run!”
“Qian Qian, don’t just stand there, hurry up and run!”
“Qian Qian, whatever you do, don’t look back!”
“Qian Qian, stay calm!”
“Qian Qian, you can definitely escape!”
As I read those comments, a chill ran down my spine.
It turned out that Painted-Skin Ghost had really skinned my mother!
In other words, the person in front of me was not my real mother at all!
She was Painted-Skin Ghost!
At that moment, I finally understood why Painted-Skin Ghost had asked me to let the food cool down during dinner.
She wanted me to obediently hand over my skin!
Fortunately, I had listened to Daoist Master Wu Xie's advice.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable!
Thinking about this made me feel a wave of fear.
But now was not the time to dwell on such thoughts.
The urgent task was to get out of here as quickly as possible.
If Painted-Skin Ghost discovered that I had seen through her identity, she would definitely come after me!
With that in mind, I forced myself to remain calm as I applied Honghua Oil to “my mother.”
At the same time, I kept massaging her with my right hand.
Throughout this process, I held onto my phone tightly.
I needed to keep an eye on the comments at all times.
Just then, someone commented: “Qian Qian, whatever you do, don’t look back!”
“Because Painted-Skin Ghost loves to peel off people’s facial skin!”
"So you mustn't look back!"
As I read this comment, I couldn't help but swallow hard.
It was terrifying!
At the same time, others were trying to comfort me: "Qian Qian, don't be afraid."
"We'll always be with you."
"Qian Qian, you have to stay calm!"
"Qian Qian, you can definitely escape!"
Looking at these comments, I secretly made up my mind—
I must escape!
After enduring the massage, I finally got up to leave.
Just then, my mother suddenly asked, "Baby, where are you going so late?"
I thought for a moment and replied, "Mom, I'm going out to buy snacks."
"I'll be back soon."
With that, I turned and left the house.
Before I left, I noticed my mother's gaze was strange.
It seemed to carry a hint of coldness.
Qian Qian arrived at Hai Di Lao Hot Pot Restaurant and sat by the window on the second floor.
She took out her phone, ready to livestream her hot pot experience.
Qian Qian pointed the camera at the hot pot and smiled as she greeted her viewers.
"Babies, I made it out safely."
"Tonight, I'm eating at Hai Di Lao."
"What do you want to eat?"
"This host will eat for you!"
As soon as Qian Qian finished speaking, the comments exploded—
"What the hell!"
"Qian Qian, are you joking?"
"Qian Qian, you didn't really get out!"
"Qian Qian, are you eating garbage?"
Looking at these comments, I was stunned.
What was going on?
Wasn't I at Hai Di Lao?
How could I be eating garbage?
Thinking of this, I hurriedly looked at the hot pot.
In the next moment, I saw chunks of meat in the pot, drenched in blood!
These pieces of meat were still rolling around.
It looked particularly horrifying.
At the same time, a pungent smell of blood filled the entire hot pot restaurant.
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