Mysterious country.

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Although Bei'an City is not small in size, because it is located relatively north, and it is not a metropolis like Xuancheng, the population is not very large, so it can be regarded as a pitifully small urban area.

After driving for about ten minutes, Xia Qi had already parked the car in front of the building, and then he got out of the car anxiously.

Because he found that the residential building where his house was located was completely beyond his cognition.

The residential building was shrouded in a dense black fog, and there were fluctuations in the ghost domain space everywhere, from which came bursts of terrifying aura that made his scalp tingle.

He can now be said to be the peak of the ghost, and the breath that can make his scalp tingle undoubtedly belongs to the ghost.

When the formation existed before, this residential building was completely hidden. Leng Yue said that even if the evil spirits approached, they would be killed directly, so it is impossible to become like what it is now. There is nothing to fear.

The only thing that can be explained is that the array his grandfather arranged in his house has completely lost its effect.

Xia Qi looked up at the floor where his house was located. Although he had the night vision ability to see through the darkness, he didn't know whether it was affected by the layer of black mist covering the outside or the surrounding ghost realm. He couldn't see it. At this moment, what is happening in his home.

The worst conjecture was confirmed again, which almost made Xia Qi collapse.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the reason why his mother was able to accompany them all the time was due to his grandfather's formation that reversed yin and yang.

But now that the formation is invalid, it means that his mother can no longer exist like a normal person.

He didn't know what it would become, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Xia Qi actually had a different idea from his father. His father wanted to keep his mother by his side, no matter how cruel it was.But in his heart, this practice is not only a manifestation of self-deception, but also a kind of torture to his mother.

People have to accept the reality, because living is a very realistic thing, and it is obviously lost, but still live in the past memories, whether it is for the living or the dead, it is actually a kind of harm.

He tried to persuade his father, but his father didn't listen.

Everyone wants a complete and happy family, and Xia Qi is no exception. When he first confirmed his mother's situation, he was so distraught that he almost wanted to die.

But his optimism and his strength allowed him to overcome his grief.

Because no matter how his mother is living now, she has accompanied him through 20 years of life, and the care and love given to his mother has never made him feel that he is different from other children.

He loves his mother, doesn't want to lose her, wants to be like other people, in his mother's gradually aging smile, marry a wife, have children, and be with him for the elderly.

But fate stripped it all away.

He hates fate, but he can't change it. He doesn't want his mother to be like a puppet again, controlled by formations every day, sealed at home by formations, muddled all day long, unable to escape.

His mother had really sacrificed too much for this family, he couldn't bear to look at her, and even lost the freedom to leave in the end.

Therefore, he was not afraid that his mother would disappear one day. What he was afraid of was that before she disappeared, he would not be able to see her again, nor would he watch her leave with tears in his eyes.

He has always wanted to increase his strength as soon as possible, not to repair the formation, but to let the formation stop hurting her. Even if the formation collapses, she will not be invaded by ghosts and evil spirits, and will not Turn into a murderous demon without losing her kindness.

This is what he really wants to do, what he wants to stop.

But now...it's too late.

Although his head was raised all the time, Xia Qi's tears still flowed down uncontrollably. He didn't feel that he was crying, but felt that his vision was gradually becoming hazy.

Xia Qi wiped his tears with a wave of his hand, his face immediately became ferocious, and his whole body instantly entered the ghost baby state, and pieces of nails with ghostly aura burst out of his body at this moment.

The ghost soldier with the short dagger in his hand reappeared, Xia Qi's eyes were purple, and then turned into a phantom and rushed into the building.

Without stopping all the way, Xia Qi came directly to the door of his house, broke in without breaking the door, he knocked on the door habitually.

The sound of the door echoed in the dead corridor, but there was no response in the room.

Xia Qi's figure paused stiffly, then he took out his house key, unlocked the door and walked in.

The moment the door opened, an extremely pungent smell of blood mixed with the disgusting stench of corpses rushed out of it.

Xia Qi's heart twitched fiercely, and the face covered by the peeping skeletons added a bit of grief and ferocity.

The room didn't change much from the time he walked, but the original clean floor tiles were covered with glaring bloodstains, and the walls that were originally whitewashed by his father were full of dark red blood splashed everywhere.

Undoubtedly, not only people died here in this room, his family, but the number was even more inestimable.

The smell was the worst in the kitchen. Xia Qi walked in with heavy steps. There were many blood-stained knives on the stove. When he opened the cabinet below, more than a dozen corpses and carrion were stuffed inside.

Backing away with a broken body, Xia Qi kept convincing himself in his heart that these things were not done by his mother, but by the eyes, the doll that absorbed evil spirits.

After standing in the living room for a long time, Xia Qi plucked up the courage to walk into the bedroom belonging to his parents, where it was still the same as when he left.

The sheets were clean, and there was no trace of blood on the floor. On the bedside table was a photo of him winning the city's youth martial arts exhibition championship when he was a child.

In the photo, he is smiling happily, carefree, full of innocence as a child.

"Dad, Mom... where are you all?"

Crying so hard again, Xia Qi clenched his teeth and entered his bedroom again. There was a lot of blood left in the bedroom, and he even saw some rotten flesh and severed limbs on the ground.

"This is... not my home anymore..."

Xia Qi's body was a little hunched, he turned around and left like an old man in his dying years, crumbling, tears of grief kept falling down his cheeks, washing away the dirty blood left on the ground.

Walking to the door, Xia Qi stopped reluctantly, then took out a cigarette and leaned against the door to smoke it.

The cigarette was very bitter, and the smoke inhaled into his lungs seemed to turn into countless tiny steel nails, cruelly destroying his body.

(End of this chapter)