Chapter 7 A Mysterious Change

Bang!

The door was heavily closed behind him. The flower basket hanging on the door was shaking. It seemed that it was about to fall. A few seconds later, the shaking stopped. The flower basket was still hanging on the door, but it was a bit crooked than before.

Ryan walked down the corridor, with his hands empty.

He stood on the aisle in front of the door and looked up at the sky.

At noon, the sun hung above his head. When the sunlight shone upon the ground, the heat of summer was released by the cool breeze from the Star Sea. The air was filled with the smell of the moist sea.

It was lunchtime, but Ryan was driven out of the door.

Because he refused to sign the contract, his uncle and his family immediately became unpleased. It was definitely not possible for him to stay for lunch. As for Ryan's request, of course, it was also rejected. They said that the rain had leaked and poured into the basement. The letters left by Ryan's mother had all been wet by the rain, and James had thrown them away.

It's a lie!

This was definitely a lie!

They just said this to vent their anger!

Ryan did not have any regret even though he did not achieve his goal.

The attack last night and Ronzo's performance today all explained one thing. The existence of the youth hindered someone. The mastermind behind the scenes wanted to expel the youth from Lancetonton. It was precisely because the youth had not signed the contract that the attack had occurred last night.

Things would not end just like that.

Before he achieved his goal, the mastermind behind the scenes would definitely take action.

Ronzo...

What exact role did his cousin play in this matter?

Was he a chess piece that was used by someone, or was he deeply involved?

It didn't matter!

Ryan smiled and left.

...

The church was on a small hill.

The hillside extended along the banks of the Lanceton River. There were green trees all over the mountain, with the roads circling up and down between the trees. The chirping of birds and insects echoed in the wind.

Ryan stood at the foot of the hill, holding the edge of his hat. He looked up at the silent mountain ridge and frowned.

The sunlight fell gently from behind the clouds, illuminating the entire mountain ridge. It painted a layer of gold on the green mountain ridge. However, Ryan could not feel the slightest warmth. In the place that was not covered by the green trees, the densely packed tombstones were like sardines in the fish stalls at the port, overlapping each other. The entire mountain was filled with them.

This was a cemetery.

To death, the humans on Earth often showed disgust and awe.

Just like on Earth, in the eyes of the natives of this world, the cemetery was also an unclean place.

Whether it was in Franka, Bourne Empire in the northeast, or in the England Kingdom in the Star Sea, there were many horrible legends related to ghosts. Moreover, in the memory of the young Ryan, these legends were not all stories.

Therefore, the cemetery must be near the church.

Only the Holy Light of the Heavenly Father could dispel the evil energy and suppress the dark souls. Only then would the dead be able to rest and not wander around the world.

The young man's mother was buried here. For this reason, he had to spend five Louis each year. This was to serve the church. Otherwise, his mother's bones would be invited out of the cemetery. In that case, his mother's soul would not be at peace. Maybe she would return to the human world and become a vengeful spirit. She would pester him and would not stop until he died.

There was no solid proof for the similar statement, but no one dared to probe.

As long as he had the money, he could not save these five Louis.

There was no one in the mountains, only the dead.

Ryan walked through the cemetery with a solemn expression.

He felt a chill.

This had nothing to do with the temperature, but a kind of indescribable feeling, like the surface of the skin was pasted with the cold wind from the Yellow Springs, with a chilling aura.

There were many tombstones, stacked on top of each other like a maze.

Ryan walked silently and soon arrived in front of a tombstone.

The youth did not have much memory about his mother. As time passed, his mother's impression became more and more vague. He could not even remember his mother's appearance. However, the feeling of being in his mother's arms had always existed. It had never changed.

It was the little warmth that the youth felt in this cruel world.

Ryan took out a handkerchief from his bosom and gently wiped the tombstone. He removed the dust and dirt on the tombstone. Finally, the dark granite tombstone became shiny and the letters on it were clearly visible.

Linda Bale.

A kind person, slumbered here!

Holding the cold tombstone with his hand, Ryan felt a burst of coolness and closed his eyes.

The young man's memories kept scouring his mind.

Some emotions were hard to forget and could not be shielded.

He could only feel it quietly.

After an unknown period of time, he opened his eyes.

White mist filled the air.

In just a moment, when his eyes opened and closed, the entire cemetery was covered by thick white mist. Ryan could only see the tombstone in front of him. If he was a little further away, his vision would be swallowed by the white mist.

What was going on?

This reminded him of the nightmare last night.

If the nightmare came true, it would be reality.

Now...

The white mist that filled the sky suddenly descended as if it existed forever...

Was it reality? Or was it an illusion?

Ryan had no way to distinguish it.

However, he did not panic. Instead, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. He stood at shoulder-length and placed his hands on his lower abdomen, as if he had been holding a ball. Very quickly, his mind calmed down.

So mysterious!

There was a voice in the mist.

The sound was changing, like waves coming from a distance.

At first, it was so weak that it was almost inaudible, like the breathing of a mosquito. Then, it grew slightly larger, like a spring silkworm gnawing on mulberry leaves. Later, it turned into sobs, as sad as the mourning of an old man. Finally, the voice became shrill...

Someone was screaming in his ears.

The sound was extremely ear-piercing, as if it were going to pierce one's eardrums.

Ryan suddenly opened his eyes.

A face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was very close, as if it had stuck to him through the mirror. At that moment, Ryan's pupils could not help but shrink.

It was an old woman.

An old woman wearing a black robe with a black veil over her head. Her face was wrinkled and her green eyes were like that of a cat. However, they weren't clear. Instead, they were extremely unclean, like pools of water floating with algae.

Cold and awe-inspiring.

His heart was beating rapidly.

The old woman suddenly opened her mouth. Her mouth was wide open, and very quickly, it occupied the entire face. It was like a blooming trumpet flower, and was bigger than the entire face. Her scarlet tongue stretched out like a snake tongue of a poisonous snake, licking towards Ryan's face.

Most people would be scared out of their wits by now.

Illusion?

When the illusion seemed to be the same as reality, when you treated the illusion as reality, it was real!

It could also be fatal!

Ryan allowed the tongue to lick his face. Even though the slippery and disgusting feeling on his face was incomparably real, his mind still did not distract in the slightest. His Phychic was highly concentrated, and the pace of his breathing rose and fell like waves.

A Heart Lamp was lit up.

It shone with golden yellow flames.

In the flame, a book slowly unfolded.

The page was open by half, and it was not completely opened.

"Ah!"

A scream that could pierce one's eardrums rang out again.