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Chapter 678 The world has suffered for too long

This copy is related to a photograph.

“Ghosts can crawl out of photos and kill people. The way out is to destroy the photos before the ghosts crawl out,” Lemon-Not-Sour pondered.

This is their guess.

After all, no one actually saw the ghost crawl out of the photo.

They simply deduced this conclusion based on the ghost's movements.

This is indeed the most plausible conjecture so far; I can't think of any other possibility for now.

She then proceeded to reason along this line of thought.

Is destroying the photos the only way out? Or are there other, hidden ways to survive?
There must be a connection between ghosts and photos. If a ghost can crawl out of a photo, can it return to the photo?

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered the Polaroid camera.

If a ghost appears, can you take another picture of it with a Polaroid camera and recreate it in the photo?

Lemon Doesn't Remember There Were Four Sheets of Photo Paper in That Polaroid Photograph; Maybe That Was the Path to Survival Left for Them by the Copycat.

But it seems that the Polaroid camera was taken away by Tonight White.

Now they have been on their respective paths for several hours, and it would be difficult to find Tonight White if they went back.

Thinking about this makes me frown, even though lemons aren't sour.

If you don't have an instant camera, perhaps you could try other cameras?
But normally, photos aren't printed immediately after being taken with a camera; you have to go to a photo studio to develop them first. Ghosts don't give them time to develop photos.

And where are we supposed to find cameras these days?

The lemon isn't sour, and I have a bit of a headache.

There were probably a lot of mice in the cornfield at night. She heard something scurrying around, then it stopped making a sound.

These noises put her on high alert, fearing that a ghost had appeared.

Fortunately, her worries did not come to pass, and the two of them spent five hours there safely. After guarding for five hours, Lemon Not Sour was getting sleepy.

She reached out and nudged Yu Ji next to her, wanting to take a break.

Yu Ji was a light sleeper and woke up immediately.

She first waved the flying insects in front of her, then straightened up and looked around.

It was still pitch black all around, and only the corn stalks in the distance could be seen.

Apart from the sounds of small animals and the wind, there was nothing unusual. After observing her surroundings, she looked at the lemon next to her.

Lemon Not Sour wrote in her notebook, "I'm a little sleepy, you can stay a little longer."

Yu Ji looked at the words on the notebook and nodded.

Only when the lemon wasn't sour did he close his eyes.

In this place, they can immediately detect any movement and prepare accordingly.

Moreover, this place is very secluded, making it difficult for ghosts to find. In fact, hiding here for the next three days is a good option.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, a rather loud rustling sound suddenly rang out.

Lemon, who wasn't sour, immediately sat up.

Yu Ji, standing beside her, also widened her eyes but dared not utter a sound.

The sound didn't come from any small animal; it sounded more like someone had entered the cornfield and was moving around rapidly inside.

The two held their breath, not daring to move.

Is it a ghost?

Did ghosts come looking for them?

The two were unsure for a moment.

Don't move, the lemon isn't sour, Yu Ji gently shook her head.

Yu Ji pursed her lips, afraid that she would make the slightest sound.

The rustling sound was especially clear in the night.

They heard the sound getting closer and closer...

Within ten seconds, the rustling sound reached their vicinity, then brushed past them and disappeared into the distance.

Before the two could even feel relieved, the voice returned.

After repeating this several times, the rustling sound finally stopped, stopping near them.

At this point, they were almost certain that a ghost had come looking for them.

Lemon Not Sour gripped the remote control in her hand, staring intently in the direction of the sound. If she was found, she would immediately press the horn switch and run away.

But then the sound suddenly stopped.

The two held their breath and waited motionless for several minutes, but the sound did not come again.

The moonlight shone on the dense corn stalks, making the place look somewhat eerie.

The lemon wasn't sour, and I was already sweating profusely, but I didn't bother to wipe it off.

Yu Ji turned to look at her, her expression questioning, as if asking if the thing that made the sound had left.

The lemon isn't sour; it just shakes its head slightly. Don't move, and don't make a sound!

That thing made a sound when it came, and it will definitely make a sound when it leaves.

But the sound stopped near them. It didn't leave; it simply couldn't find the two of them and stopped to wait for them to give themselves away.

Fortunately, the cornfield was large, and nobody knew their exact hiding place.

Even if the ghost finds them, the two can immediately split up and escape. Lemon Not Sour even threw loudspeakers around the area to interfere with the ghost's hearing and prevent it from discerning the direction they were running.

There is hope...

They have a chance to survive together.

Lemon Not Sour encouraged herself while glancing at Yu Ji beside her.

Yu Ji was seen trying to keep his body low and hide himself.

Seeing this, even Lemon, who wasn't sour, followed Yu Ji's example and bent down slightly.

But she felt something was wrong as soon as she bent halfway.

She looked at Yu Ji, who was constantly bending down in front of her, and remembered that Yu Ji's flexibility wasn't that good.

All I could see was a person sitting on the ground with their legs spread apart, their upper body pressing down on the ground, their head almost buried in the ground.

Seeing this scene, Lemon Not Sour felt a strange feeling welling up in her heart.

She opened her mouth, but dared not make a sound.

She wanted to reach out and touch Yu Ji, but the strange scene made her back down.

Lemon, not sour, braced itself on the ground with trembling arms, ready to run away at any moment.

Just then, a "crack" sound suddenly came from Yu Ji's body, like the sound of bones breaking.

With that sound, Yu Ji's upper body pressed completely against the ground.

This is a broken spine.

The lemon, which wasn't sour, suddenly jumped up, wanting to run away.

At this moment, Yu Ji, who had been keeping her head buried in the ground, suddenly raised her head.

Her movements were strange.

His upper body was still pressed tightly against the ground, but his head was tilted back.

Lemon Not Sour saw Yu Ji's mouth wide open, but she couldn't make a sound, and her face, covered in mud, was full of tears.

She watched as Yu Ji tilted her head back higher and higher, almost perpendicular to the ground. She saw Yu Ji's eyes widen, filled with terror.

Then, there was another familiar "click" sound.

Yu Ji's head was completely pressed against her spine.

She is dead.

These things happened almost instantly.

Lemon No Longer Sour dared not stay in the same place any longer. She ran back as fast as she could and pressed the button on the remote control in her hand.

The piercing sound of horns rang out from all directions.

She dared not look back, nor dared to run in a straight line. She made several turns in the cornfield and almost lost her way in the end.

She ran for a long time before finally getting out of the cornfield, then rushed into the nearby woods without looking back.

She ran through the woods for several minutes, making sure the ghost wasn't following her, before she dared to stop.

The lemon, not sour, was panting heavily as it leaned against a tree.

She felt something wet on her face, and when she reached down to touch it, she realized it was tears that had involuntarily streamed down her face.

"How could this be... how could this happen..." She kept muttering to herself, thinking about the scene of Yu Ji's death, "Why are ghosts invisible... we can't see ghosts at all..."

Wouldn't that mean they wouldn't even know if a ghost was right in front of them?
Is it only Polaroid cameras that can capture the image of an invisible ghost?

Meanwhile, Gu Mian had already found the group photo that had been thrown away.

The sanitation workers in this area are very dedicated. When Gu Mian and her companions arrived at the spot where they had thrown the photos, the ground had already been cleaned up spotlessly, with not a single piece of trash left behind.

In the end, Xu Xingcheng dug the group photo out of the trash can.

He searched through many trash cans, finally finding it in the middle of the night.

At this moment, Gu Mian was holding a corner of the group photo in her hand and shining a flashlight on it.

The photo is almost the same as before, except the ghost in it is gone.

"It crawled out of here?" Because it had been thrown into the trash can, the photo had a strange smell, which Gu Mian found very disgusting.

Xu Xingcheng, who had been rummaging through the trash can, had already been thrown aside by Gu Mian, who wouldn't allow him to get close.

Xu Xingcheng felt very wronged by this.

Chu Changge took the photo, seemingly oblivious to the odor emanating from it: "The idea that a ghost crawled out of the photo is just a hypothesis; none of us actually saw a ghost crawl out."

Wen Qin said that throwing away the photos was also for insurance purposes.

Ten thousand days, ten thousand days, ten thousand days, ten thousand days, ten thousand days, ten thousand days (gugu crazy)

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