a zombie haunts me

Chapter 156 Father's Soul

What is the identity of that woman, and why did she say that just now?
A gust of wind blew in front of me, messing up the loose hair that was casually placed on my forehead, and the air around me was damp and cold, as if it was about to freeze in my lungs.

There is a kind of fear that walks on the skin, crawling across me like a thin winding snake.

I vaguely felt that not only did that woman know me just now, but also that she had really seen me.

Although, even I can't remember when I saw her, but the feeling of familiarity is unmistakable.

I held A Lang's hand tightly, even my palms were sweating.

"Don't think wildly, beware of causing trouble."

A Lang said something very calmly, but my heart still couldn't be calm for a long time, it was beating thumping, as if it was about to jump out of my throat.

But what did the woman just say mean?

"Mr. Song, please take a seat quickly, the auction will start soon."

A voice alerted us, and I turned to look, but saw no one.

The voice just now should be from the staff, but why can't I see anything?

What made me feel even more strange was that in the entire auction conference, no one spoke, and everyone was expressionless.

No, although I can't see the expressions on those people's faces, I seem to be able to feel their inner expectations.

What is it that will be auctioned in the end?

I don't think A Lang will appear here for no reason. Could it be that even A Lang is very interested in today's auction item?
Thinking of this, my mind suddenly buzzed, and suddenly, it cracked with a bang.

There seemed to be a big hole in the heart, which was hollow, as if it would leak air.

However, when Ah Lang and I got back to our seats, I suddenly realized that the woman who claimed to know me just now was actually sitting next to us.

Sensing my gaze, she suddenly turned her face away. I wanted to look away, but the next second, my whole body froze.

The woman was smiling at me, a slightly sarcastic smile, as if she was watching a joke.

But what frightened me was not the smile on her face, but that I saw a familiar face not far behind her.

"dad……"

At that moment, my heart sank suddenly, and my breathing stopped. I opened my mouth slightly, and whispered two words...

Ah Lang seemed to have heard my voice, and turned his head quickly, but before his hand had time to grab me, I had already chased in the direction of my father.

I'm sure I'm not mistaken, and I can't be wrong, that man is my father. Although my father passed away when I was very young, I always carry his photo in my wallet.

It seems that what Pluto said is not wrong, my father is really not dead.

However, when I ran over happily, I only saw an empty corridor. I didn't see my father, let alone any man who looked like him.

Is it because I miss my dad so much that I have hallucinations?
By the way, I seem to have forgotten one of the most important things!
How is it possible that the dad I just saw was so young, almost exactly like him in the photo?
20 years have passed, even if a person's appearance is well maintained, it is impossible to be exactly the same as 20 years ago!

An inexplicable fear was like a flame rising from the ground, spreading to my internal organs and limbs in an instant.

Another idea suddenly came to my mind...

If the father I just saw was not my father, or if my father had died 20 years ago, what I saw was only his soul...

My heart was beating faster and faster, and the blood in my body was like boiling water.

At that moment, I found that I couldn't control myself at all.

Just as I was trying to catch up with my steps, what appeared in my vision quickly made my nerves tense.

I could clearly see the flickering cigarette butts on the clean floor.

The filter tip of the cigarette butt is very short, and there is a small green label on it. It is a Quhe brand cigarette that has been out of production for nearly 20 years.

My heart skipped a beat suddenly, cold sweat permeated from the hairline, slid down my temples into my neck, and dragged a long tail on my cheeks, lifting more than just a layer of sweat. Goosebumps, and endless panic inside me.

what is the problem?

Suddenly, something seemed to come to my mind...

I clearly remember that my father also smoked this kind of cigarettes. If I read correctly just now, does that mean that my father has actually been standing in this place smoking and watching me silently?
Fear was like dense worms, crawling all over my body in an instant, and my legs trembled unconsciously like chaff.

This is not the first time I saw this cigarette butt, it seems that I first saw it in the hospital, and later when I met that undead man, I also saw such a cigarette butt...

If the man I saw just now is really the soul of my father, then, very likely, my father has been following me silently all this time!
What on earth is he trying to do? He knows that I can see him, but he always disappears and leaves before I notice him.

He doesn't recognize me, and he doesn't even want to be discovered by me. He has been silently following me...

Just when I froze in place and didn't know what to do, a cold hand suddenly clenched me, and then, a familiar smell hit my face, like sawdust hidden in a drawer.

A Lang gently held my hand, and whispered in my ear: "The auction is about to start, what are you doing standing here?"

It seems that Ah Lang didn't know that I just saw Dad's soul.

I was about to explain something, but Ah Lang took my hand and left.

As I followed A Lang to the seat, I was thinking about what happened just now.

Dad, is it really you, can you tell me what happened 20 years ago?
Thinking of this, I looked back reluctantly, and at this moment, a gust of wind rushed towards my face, and I saw the gradually extinguished cigarette butt on the ground, and it turned on again, as if someone had taken a deep breath... …

I was shocked immediately, and then took a breath of cold air, but the air I just inhaled into my lungs seemed extremely cold, and the cold air condensed on my chest, forming a thin layer of ice.

I found that my mind went blank in an instant, and I couldn't think at all.

Just like that, I followed A Lang back to my seat blankly, but at this moment, he seemed a little anxious.

"What did you just see?"

He asked me in a low voice, his tone didn't seem to be chatting, but revealed a deep worry everywhere.

"No... nothing..."

I dare not tell the truth, I am afraid that once I say it, I will never have the opportunity to come to this Musi Hotel again.

"If you see nothing, why are you running?"

A Lang's eyes were full of doubts, and I knew in my heart that his doubts were not unreasonable.

"I... I didn't know what happened just now, but I ran in that direction for no reason."

I had no choice but to find a reason, but A Lang actually believed it.

A Lang slowly lowered his face and said to me; "Be careful next time."

I nodded, thinking, maybe I have been controlled by ghosts too many times, so A Lang will no longer doubt it.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, but the woman sitting next to us seemed not to be messed with.

But I stared at her side face and thought for a long time, but I still couldn't recall when I met such a woman.

It seems that except for her voice, her facial features are actually very vague to me.

"A Lang, did you notice that woman seems to be staring at us all the time."

I tugged at the corner of A Lang's clothes, but I didn't get any explanation from A Lang, he just said in a deep voice; "Just pretend that you can't see, hear, and ignore it, do you know?"

Why do you pretend you don't see it when you see it?
At this moment, I suddenly realized that the problem may not only be the woman just now, but also Ah Lang!
It's so strange, he appeared here, knowing that it's weird here, and more importantly, the things at the auction may be antiques for others, and have a certain value, but for A Lang who lives in this world What is it to a zombie that has been around for more than 1000 years? It has no value at all!
Therefore, I conclude that there may be other reasons why he appeared at today's trade fair!
A small cold current spread up from the soles of my feet, and through the thin soles, I felt that the cold current quickly rushed into my body as if it had eyes.

Something seemed to flash through my mind, but it disappeared quickly.

I want to know, what is A Lang really concerned about?
I didn't listen to a word of the host's words, but there were strange voices in my ears, as if someone was saying something in my ear, but when I listened carefully, I couldn't hear anything clearly.

I feel that someone is deliberately disturbing my mind. Who is it? Could it be the woman sitting next to me?

However, at this moment, something happened that I never dreamed of, because I saw with my own eyes that the first auction item was slowly brought to the front of the stage by the staff.

At that moment, I was completely stunned. In the transparent glass display rack, there was actually a piece of clothing.

No, that was not an ordinary piece of clothing, but a robe, a moon-white robe, with a piece of the right arm damaged, but still intact.

I will never be mistaken, that is the robe I wore on A Lang when I saw him for the first time...

(End of this chapter)