At that moment, when Father Zhao saw the true face of this terrifying and ugly malicious spirit, he was so scared that his whole body trembled even more violently. His face was bloodless and cold sweat trickled down his face.
Seeing the malicious spirit grab the buzzing saw and crawl in through the door, Father Zhao's eyes were filled with horror. His legs turned to jelly and he knelt weakly on the floor in fright. Yellow urine dripped on the floor, and his lips trembled as he cried incoherently, like he had gone mad. "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me… I beg you! Please, don't kill me! Hongmei, save me! Hongmei, save me!"
Father Zhao, a grown man, cried miserably with snot and tears all over his face.
The only response he got was the buzzing of the saw and the eerie creak of laughter in the dead of night.
