I Make History a Myth

　　"Young man, are you human?"

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Chapter 61

　　For an instant.

　　The big dog had a sudden cardiac arrest, a rosy cheek lost its blood, and the whole body jumped tightly.

　　Here is the cliff.

　　Here are the cliffs.

　　here……

　　How could someone still be behind.

　　And the other party...

　　The other party even said 'you are human'.

　　The meaning revealed in this sentence.

　　Make him shudder.

　　If it weren't for the fact that he still had a trace of reason and instinct left.

　　Hold on to the rock.

　　By this time he had fallen.

　　in the live room.

　　One by one, the audience thought it was a live broadcast effect.

　　But the big dog has no intention of paying attention to the live broadcast room at this moment.

　　He prayed frantically in his heart that it was just his own illusion.

　　Just wait.

　　But God just likes to tease people.

　　The cold hand on his shoulder didn't just leave.

　　Instead, the 'person' behind him spoke again,

　　"Boy, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

　　"What... what are you busy?" the big dog said tremblingly.

　　He saw that the 'people' behind him did not leave.

　　Instead, talk to yourself calmly.

　　Had to answer timidly.

　　"I don't want to pass the gate of hell, I don't want to be reincarnated..."

　　"So can you?"

　　"Can you lend me your body..."

　　For an instant.

　　The big dog only felt a cold air rushing up from the bottom of his heart, straight to the sky.

　　He desperately climbed up.

　　Hope to be able to climb up from the bottom of this terrible cliff.

　　But the air-conditioning around them quickly climbed.

　　His hands and feet stiffened quickly.

　　The speed of thinking in my head is getting slower and slower.

　　next second.

　　I lost consciousness.

　　on the cliff.

　　'Big Dog' raised his head stiffly and glanced at his phone.

　　Reach out.

　　He ripped off the phone and threw it away.

　　Then step by step.

　　from the cliff. ,

　　went up.

　　on the cliff.

　　The security consultant who is watching the live broadcast sees the live broadcast room.

　　Behind the anchor dog.

　　Suddenly there was an old woman covered in age spots and wearing shabby clothes.

　　The hand holding the phone trembled slightly.

　　Inexplicably, the weather is a little cold today.

　　Those who watch the live stream don't know.

　　Does he, the security consultant, still not know?

　　Big Dog didn't prepare a supernatural show at all.

　　Is there a ghost down there?

　　The security advisor shuddered and hesitated to leave first.

　　as a security consultant.

　　Abandon the employer and leave.

　　In case it gets out.

　　He is tantamount to suicide and the entire industry.

　　but don't leave...

　　Snapped--

　　The live broadcast room on the phone suddenly went black.

　　heat from the sun

　　It cooled down at a speed that the human body could perceive.

　　The sunny blue sky suddenly turned gloomy.

　　The ground blackened at a rate visible to the naked eye.

　　A smell of the dead that lingers in the funeral home gradually spreads.

　　For an instant.

　　The security consultant made up his mind.

　　Holding the phone, he ran outside.

　　Just after taking two steps, he saw the anchor, the big dog, coming towards him.

　　'Big Dog' walked with a rigid mechanical pace.

　　A pair of gray, dead pupils turned to face him.

　　For an instant.

　　Hand of security consultant holding mobile phone.

　　Breaking into a cold sweat.

　　"Hello, boy."

　　A feminine voice came out of 'Big Dog''s mouth.

　　The security consultant froze and stammered, "You~ hello~"

　　Hear from a security advisor.

　　The corner of Big Dog's mouth showed a smile that seemed to be pulled from both sides, and said stiffly,

　　"Boy, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

　　The security consultant heard this.

　　The heart in the chest beat violently.

　　The brain is clearer than ever.

　　He still remembers.

　　The anchor dog died after answering this question.

　　How to do?

　　Do you want to answer?

　　The security consultant felt sweaty on his palms.

　　"Young man, why didn't you answer my question?"

　　'Big Dog' looked at the security advisor.

　　There is no focal length in the eyes.

　　seems to be looking at him.