21 Clipping the Ghost’s Nails

After the knocking on the door disappeared, Maron felt that his heart had also stopped beating. 

[Your heart has been controlled by the ghost's thoughts. As the heart has not been activated, the heart will be activated in standby mode. It has already resumed beating.] 

"Phew!" Maron took a deep breath. 

Immediately after, the chandelier in the room suddenly flickered. 

The chilly wind made Maron shiver. 

[The malicious ghost realized that your heart is different and was a little afraid. Five minutes later, a Little Boy in red appeared behind you. You ran out of the door.] 

At this time, red words appeared again in Maron's eyes. 

He turned around but did not see anyone. 

According to the notification in his eyes, he would only appear five minutes later. 

Maron decided to leave early. 

After leaving the door, he looked left and right. 

Other than the silent and empty corridor, there was nothing unusual. 

[Your eyes met the malicious ghost's gaze. You can feel the endless hatred of the malicious ghost. Your eyes have mutated, and you have gained the ability of the Death Lantern.] 

Maron was stunned. Meeting the malicious ghost's gaze?! 

That meant that there was a malicious ghost on the right. 

Because he was now facing the corridor on the right. 

At the end of the corridor, two small red dots were facing him. 

If one looked carefully, they seemed to be meeting his gaze. 

After that, images appeared in Maron's eyes. 

The Death Lantern started working. 

A little boy wearing a white baseball cap was playing by the side of the road. He was very unhappy. 

At night, the child's face became gloomy. 

He was very unhappy because his parents were fighting. 

The two of them fought because they were struggling. The child was too young to do anything. 

He could only watch his parents fight more and more fiercely. 

With a series of knocks and curses, the boy's father was strangled by his mother's nails. 

Gradually, the fingernails covered with red nail polish pierced deeply into his neck. 

Scarlet blood flowed out of his father's neck, and he looked at his mother in disbelief. 

His eyes widened and the father began to cough up blood from his mouth. 

After about a minute, the father's body began to twitch, then slowly stopped, and he lost his breath and died. 

The mother seemed to be bloodthirsty. She suddenly turned her head and looked at the boy fiercely. 

The boy stepped back in fear and fell to the ground. 

He used both hands to support himself on the ground and shouted, "Mommy!" 

His mother seemed to not hear him and slowly walked towards the him. 

Her fingernails still had the remnants of his father's flesh on them. 

The child retreated to the wall, there was no way out. 

He shouted in panic. 

His mother walked to the child and squatted down slowly. 

Then she stretched out a pair of hands with flesh and blood, and her long fingernails slowly approached the little boy's neck. 

He closed his eyes in horror, he couldn't believe that this was his mother. 

The nails pierced into the little boy's neck. 

It seemed to have pierced into an artery, and blood spurted out like a pillar. 

The little boy felt the pain and struggled with all his might, but it was of no use. 

After a while, he stopped struggling and did not move. 

Blood flowed all over the ground. 

The mother slowly got up and inserted the nail into her own neck. 

Then she pinched hard, and blood spurted out. 

With a bang, they fell to the ground. 

[The Little Boy doesn't like to have long nails after being strangled to death by his mother. Now, he only hopes that someone will help him cut his nails.] 

The notification in his eyes lit up, and Maron was stunned for a moment. 

This was what the little boy saw before he died. He didn't expect that he would be strangled to death by his mother. 

Just as Maron was thinking, a red figure appeared about five meters in front of him. 

A sinister aura assaulted him! 

Maron stretched out one foot and subconsciously took a step back. 

This ghost gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. 

"I know what you're going through. Don't you want to clip your nails? I can clip them for you!" Maron almost roared. 

This Little Boy was too terrifying. The way he stared at him was like he was being stared at by a pack of wolves. 

Fear burst out from within his heart and after a while, Maron felt the temperature around him rise. 

The feeling of being stared at as prey was gradually decreasing. 

The Little Boy walked towards Maron. 

"What are you doing?!" Maron trembled as he stepped back. 

"Didn't you want to clip my nails? Did you go back on your words?" The Little Boy seemed to be very sad. The temperature that had already started to rise decreased once again! 

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll clip your nails. I didn't go back on my word!" Maron said quickly, afraid that the Little Boy would go berserk again. 

The Little Boy walked over slowly, reached out his hands in front of Maron, and then looked up at Maron. 

"You... wait a minute, I'll go get the nail clippers." Maron held back the feeling that he was going to vomit. 

The Little Boy's entire body had already rotted, giving off a pungent and unpleasant smell. 

His small face was even more so horrifying. The rotten flesh hung on his face, swaying as if it was going to fall off at any moment. 

Maron resisted the urge to return to the room, found some nail clippers, and walked out. 

The Little Boy was still waiting here, his hands still waiting for Maron. 

Maron squatted down, gritted his teeth, and grabbed one of the Little Boy's hands that had already exposed the white bones. 

The cold and rotten feeling constantly stimulated his nerves. 

Maron clipped down hard, and his fingernails broke, then fell to the ground and turned into black water. 

Seeing this scene, he was terrified! 

He had never seen such a scene in his life before. 

Maron narrowed his eyes and continued to clip. 

The fingernails on one hand had already been clipped. 

Maron grabbed the other hand of the Little Boy and began to clip the nails on it. 

It was extremely difficult for him to clip this hand. After a long while, he finally finished clipping the nails. 

"Thank you, mister." The Little Boy revealed a smile. 

However, in Maron's eyes, this smile was not as innocent as a child's. Instead, it made one's hair stand on end. 

The Little Boy slowly walked forward and left a message. 

"My mother may come to look for you. Mister, you have to be careful." 

[Your hand relied on your exceptional courage to cut off the Ghost Fingernails. You have obtained the Deadly Spectre Puzzle: Ghost Fingernails.] 

After saying that, the Little Boy turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared. 

Maron finally heaved a sigh of relief. To be honest, he did not want to experience this feeling a second time. 

[Your eyes have received a gaze from the Little Boy's Mother. Your eyes are overloaded and need to rest. In ten days, the Little Boy's Mother will find you and hunt you down.] 

The notification in the eyes lit up. 

Maron suddenly felt that he had gotten into big trouble. 

He didn't know what kind of entity the Little Boy's Mother was. 

The Little Boy alone gave him a very scary feeling, not to mention his mother. 

This last reminder came a little too late. 

As the last red word disappeared, blood and tears flowed down Maron's eyes and down his cheeks. 

It was a side effect of the futuristic vision. 

When overloaded, the eyes bled and teared. 

Maron's phone lit up.