Chapter 185 The Old Woman

But Jiang Cheng would not save her. The woman in red was already dead, not the kind of death where a person becomes a ghost after dying, but as a ghost, she was dead.

The pupil of the eye looking at Jiang Cheng had already dilated. The woman in red's stiff body twitched from time to time, as if something was pulling her, dragging her into the mist behind the car.

Obviously, the other missing people had all met the same fate.

After the woman in red's body completely disappeared, Jiang Cheng was still staring at the mist behind the car.

He knew that something terrible must be hidden inside, and after this thing killed the woman in red and the others, their next target would be them.

Hearing that the woman in red was dead, Fatty's body, huddled on the wooden chair, couldn't stop shaking, and Huai Yi's face was even paler.

"Jiang Ge," Huai Yi raised his head, looked at Jiang Cheng with a bitter face and said, "The guy in the door on my body seems to be scared again. I've been calling for a long time, but it hasn't responded."

Jiang Cheng had noticed this not long after getting in the car. Wu was also out of contact, and the door inside his body seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

But it seemed more appropriate to say that it was being suppressed by this car.

The reason why the disciples were tyrannical was because of the power of the door. Now that the power of the door had been deprived, they were no different from ordinary people.

In a way, they were even more dangerous than ordinary people.

"Squeak—"

"Da."

"Squeak—"

"Da."

......

A strange sound came from behind the car, from the blurred mist.

The three of them immediately became alert, and Fatty's ears perked up.

After a moment, a blurry figure emerged from the mist. As the figure got closer and closer, a wrinkled face peeked out from the mist.

It was an old woman, who looked to be nearly a hundred years old, with an exaggerated hunchback, leaning on a cane.

A blue cloth bag decorated with white碎花 (sui hua, small floral patterns) was hanging on the curved part of the cane.

The old woman's legs didn't seem to be very good, and she could only move forward by dragging her feet on the ground.

But what really made the three of them gasp was that the old woman was wearing a black outfit, giving everyone the initial feeling that it was a shroud worn by the dead at funerals.

It seemed that the old woman was also a ghost.

As the old woman approached, Jiang Cheng felt the surrounding temperature drop rapidly.

Fatty didn't dare to look at the old woman, and could only keep winking at Jiang Cheng, as if he had something very important to say, but he was worried about being discovered by the old woman, and his face turned red.

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly to Fatty, he understood what Fatty meant.

He wanted to say that the previous cold wind was like this.

And the woman in red and the others disappeared after the cold wind.

Huai Yi prayed in his heart that this strange-looking old woman was just passing by, or was out for a stroll after a full meal.

But before he could finish praying, the old woman stopped, then slowly turned around, and sat down tremblingly.

She just happened to be sitting opposite Huai Yi, and he could see the old woman's face with a slight turn of his head.

What made Huai Yi even more desperate was that he didn't know what the old woman saw in him, but she didn't even give him a chance to play dead. Not long after sitting down, she began to harass him.

"Young man," the old woman opened her mouth, her hoarse voice like it had just been dug out of the ground, and the surrounding chill doubled in an instant.

Huai Yi sat up straight, looking straight ahead, without saying a word, but his legs betrayed the tension in his heart, shaking like noodles.

Fatty stared at the back of the chair in front of him, slowly moving his butt, and distancing himself from Huai Yi.

"Young man," the old woman stared at Huai Yi's profile, and said politely, "Please do me a favor."

After a long while, Huai Yi didn't respond.

Seeing this scene, the old woman seemed a little dissatisfied. She raised her cane and pointed one end at Huai Yi's waist, poking him while saying, "Young man, don't pretend you can't hear me. I know you can hear me. Please do me a favor."

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Huai Yi turned his head, as if he had just woken up. His eyes were full of doubts and confusion, then he stretched out his hand, pointed to his ears, and waved his hand at the old woman, showing a pitiful look.

"You can't hear?" the old woman asked expressionlessly.

Huai Yi nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

The old woman looked at Huai Yi a few more times. Perhaps Huai Yi's sincere eyes moved her. Just as the old woman moved her gaze, preparing to look for the second closest Fatty, Fatty spoke first, putting on a stern face and saying, "Brother Huai Yi, how can you deceive the old woman? It's giving you face to ask for your help. Don't be ungrateful."

"Old woman, just ask my good brother Huai Yi for anything." After saying that, Fatty patted Huai Yi's leg, then withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the back of the chair in front of him, lost in thought.

The old woman moved her gaze back again, and the look in her eyes staring at Huai Yi gradually became cold. Her face was turning pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if she had been drained of blood.

"Grandma," Huai Yi's voice trembled, and he immediately took the initiative to ask, "I was just playing a little joke with you. Don't mind it. Is there anything you need my help with?"

Hearing Huai Yi say this, the old woman's emotions stabilized. Then, she seemed to fall into some kind of memory. After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "My granddaughter is missing, but no matter how hard I look, I can't find her. I'm worried that something happened to her. Kind people, can you help me?"

"Your granddaughter is missing?" Huai Yi frowned. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Cheng's voice rang out, "Where did she go missing?"

"At her school." The old woman opened her mouth, vaguely revealing pride in her tone, "She just got into college this year."

"College..." Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, and continued to ask, "Do you know exactly where in the college, and what was the time of her disappearance?"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's question, the old woman's cloudy eyes became even more confused. She seemed to know very little about her granddaughter's disappearance. "I don't know... I asked, but no one told me."

The old woman looked very pitiful, but Jiang Cheng still refused, "Old woman, you know too little, and our abilities are limited. Why don't you ask the others in the car?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old woman suddenly raised her head and stared at the three of them, "You don't want to help me find my granddaughter, do you?"

Fatty was startled by this scene, and quickly explained, "Old woman, it's not that we don't want to help, it's that we can't help. We really sympathize with you, and we know you're anxious, but our abilities are limited, you can understand, right?"

"Sophistry!" The old woman suddenly changed her face, and the wrinkled skin slowly cracked open, revealing the shriveled minced meat inside.

"It's all sophistry! You're just like those 5 people just now, you just don't want to help me find my granddaughter!"