Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

That is yourself.

To be precise, it was me who had been made into human skin, hanging strangely on the treetops, swaying in the evening breeze.

His face was gloomy and his expression was gloomy.

It looked like he had died a tragic death.

Li Mo quickly calmed down and thought carefully.

After all, this wasn't the first time he saw his own body.

The headless corpse of Li Mo in the Wei Qi world, the killed adult Li Mo in the Wei Ya world, and even his chest was cut open to look for clues.

"I think I've seen it somewhere before? Did I see too many barks made of human skin and have an illusion..."

Li Mo turned off the flashlight and quickly left the strange locust tree.

The notebook predicts that his death will be at 10:30 pm, but if he keeps trying to die, death will definitely come earlier.

After all, the notebook's prediction is not an absolute future, it just describes a possibility.

Li Mo bypassed the locust tree and continued moving forward, but the time had already reached nine:[-].

As soon as Li Mo left the locust tree, he heard faint footsteps behind him, stopping at the spot where he had just stayed.

Within a few seconds, dense footsteps appeared around the locust tree, and they continued for a long time.

Judging from the sound, he was wandering around the locust tree, trying to find Li Mo who was in the light just now.

If Li Mo walked slower, he would have to have a "close contact" with the owner of the footsteps.

"a large amount."

Li Mo murmured softly. Just one minute later, he found the place where he had just stayed and moved to the locust tree as if he had recovered.

Li Mo clutched the thermometer tightly and moved forward quickly. He held the saber in his other hand, ready to give himself a fatal blow at any time.

Chapter 12 The Death of Li Mo ([-])

Even Li Mo couldn't help but laugh at himself for such a move.

Others use weapons to kill their enemies, while others use weapons to kill themselves.

It's a bit ironic.

But the purpose is the same: to live better.

Soon, Li Mo came to the outside of the fence.

Fences built from natural materials such as firewood, branches or stones protect the creatures trapped inside from outside threats and prevent them from escaping.

However, there is no ventilation device, and the smell is quite strong. Food, drink, and diarrhea are mixed together, and the smell is very strange.

As soon as Li Mo got close, he choked and covered his nose.

"Li Mo."

A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in the darkness. Li Mo wanted to turn back, but he immediately remembered the reminder in his notebook not to be told to turn back...

Wait, hasn't he already triggered the pattern?Has the price come?

In his anxious and confused thoughts, Li Mo recalled that he had triggered two laws just now.

[At night, do not be told to turn back, do not stand under a tree, do not light a lamp...]

He was standing under the locust tree just now, turning on the flashlight to shine on the top of the locust tree...

Maybe there was no human skin of his own there, but because he triggered the law, his human skin appeared on the treetops.

These two are not rules that will lead to death... but the notebook reminds him that if he breaks any of them, he will die.

The phenomenon of his own human skin hanging on the treetop also means that he will definitely die tonight, but the time of death is uncertain.

Isn’t it 10:30?

The situation had changed subtly, and Li Mo had to be extremely vigilant.

"Prepare for the worst."

"Or kill yourself now?"

Restarting suicide can indeed avoid triggering the pattern again. At least Li Mo has memorized the things on the locust tree. Restarting can avoid the strange attacks that trigger the pattern.

Li Mo pointed the sword at his own throat. Whether it was the heart, brain, or throat, these fragile and fatal parts, Li Mo would die very quickly after being severely injured in a dead state.

His current essence is still human.

"Wait a minute, it's a pity to waste a life like this. The human bark tree is indeed weird, but the locust tree suddenly blocking the way is not without reason. The clue may be inside."

“Don’t look back, keep moving forward.”

There was only one chance. Li Mo suppressed the urge to commit suicide because he wanted to get more information.

Even if he does it again, he will still defy the triggering rules to see what is on the top of the locust tree.

Because after tonight, this tree may not remain in the same place. If you miss it, you will miss it. The strange phenomenon will not always remain the same. It is normal to change.

Even if you die, you have to die inside.

“Ignore the sound and go deeper into the circle.”

"Be prepared to kill yourself."

Li Mo held the general's sword tightly in his hand, ignored the source of the female voice, and walked towards the depths of the territory where the livestock were kept.

Suddenly, a pair of withered, corrupted arms appeared behind him.

Arms extend from the top of the locust tree. It seems that there are countless limbs hidden in the locust tree. Arms are linked with arms, and they poke out from the darkness little by little.

Darkness obscured his vision. From the blind corner of his vision: above his head, the dead hand stretched out by the locust tree touched Li Mo's head.

And it was this touch that made Li Mo fall to the ground in a daze, his eyes quickly blurred, and he couldn't even say a word for help.

There was no room for any reaction. The whole person seemed to have fainted suddenly. His tense hands relaxed, and the thermometer and saber in his hands fell to the side.

Dark clouds gathered, blocking a small part of the moon's light.

The huge locust tree that appeared at an inappropriate time seemed to have appeared just to block the moonlight at this moment.

The bright moonlight turned scarlet, almost condensing into substance, turning into blood and spreading.

The scarlet moonlight became brighter and more dazzling.

However, no matter how bright it was, it could not illuminate Li Mo in the shadow of the locust tree.

"Li Mo! Li Mo!"

The voice gradually became harsher, revealing his true face.But Li Mo could no longer hear, and his vision was the first to disappear.

He was now being attacked by the laws of mortality.

The accompanying heavy price was that hearing, perception, and five senses were all stripped away in an instant, and consciousness gradually became hazy, silent, and a little blurry.

Li Mo was like a drowning man who fell into the deep sea and was entangled by countless weird tentacles.

Falling slowly and silently...

There was no room for resistance, the brain was emptied out, leaving only a body of flesh and blood but no soul.

In silence, 1.1 meters fell to the deep seabed.

There is no concept of time, just like a dream, endlessly falling deeper into the deep sea.

The long tentacles are like countless distorted images, making the people they embrace become like them, changing, twisting and abstract, sometimes existing and sometimes disappearing.

Just like the broken black and white TV set in the 90s, there are only broken pictures on it, which suddenly appear and freeze.

His pupils turned gray, and Li Mo's consciousness faintly heard a familiar but unfamiliar voice coming from the sea——

It seemed like it was his own voice, but it seemed like it wasn't.

"You are Li Mo."

"Li Mo" heard his voice, but he didn't open his mouth.

"you are me."

"Li Mo" heard his own voice, but he had no ears.

"You won't die."

"Li Mo" heard his voice, but he was already dead.

"It turns out that I'm already dead."

"Li Mo" heard his voice, but he was clearly still alive.

Who is talking to me and who am I talking to?

Who is speaking?

……it's me.

it's me……

it's me?

Li Mo, who was falling, could no longer distinguish the concept of existence. In the blurry picture, phantom bubbles floated up around him one after another, and finally exploded and burst when the light came.

It was under the cocoon of the end, and the blue-purple flames ate away at his body, and finally only a dead human head was left, floating in the body of the cocoon.

After a long time, a white-haired girl found him and hugged his head.

Heart-breaking mourning and sobbing.

Only this time, there was no boy to wipe away the tears from her eyes.

It was at the seaside of a certain tribe. He and Danzhu Cangxuan embraced each other. They were dull and dull, which made the girl laugh.

In the shadow of the rocks behind her, a girl with white hair and red eyes huddled in the corner, hugging her trembling body to avoid being watched.

No one even cared about leaving.

It was in the wing of Taixu Mountain. The blue-haired girl expressed her feelings to him and went down the mountain to practice together. The girl with white hair and red eyes was left alone to guard the Taoist temple.

With green mountains as far as the eye can see, I returned home after carrying the moon.

It was in a quaint inn, and he was like a corpse, being carried behind him by another girl with ice-blue hair.

The girl has no right hand, and her face is covered with purple-black corrosion lines.

……

……

Every bubble flashed with images of Li Mo's past, present, and future.

In reality, the dead human skin no longer concealed its purpose, opened its ferocious and hollow eyes, turned around and stared at Li Mo who fell on the ground with a smile.

The consciousness in the soul carrying all the memories was like a spider's thread, being pulled out of the body bit by bit. The human skin on the locust tree became more and more complete. A strange smile suddenly appeared on the tragically dead face, with gloomy and empty eye holes, and eyes. He stared even more excitedly at Li Mo, who collapsed on the ground and fell unconscious.

The human skin showed a ferocious smile, and new flesh, flesh, and organs gradually appeared under the skin. The bright red branches turned into blood vessels and bones, connecting the new body.

Soon, the human skin will peel off all of Li Mo's flesh and blood, and even his soul.

However, this is definitely not rebirth, and the resurrected Li Mo human skin is definitely not Li Mo himself.

Li Mo's soul will only be cracked and torn apart during the transfer process, and then pieced together into nondescript forms of existence, thus giving new life to the human skin.

This process will not happen overnight, but if the consciousness is silent and unable to resist, death will only happen sooner or later.

Even after the physical body dies, it can be restored and restored to its original state.

Once the soul is annihilated, it means the complete disappearance of the identity and self.

Li Mo collapsed on the ground, his muscles gradually atrophied, his skin became dry, and gradually lost moisture, like a shriveled old piece of paper.

Without the support of bones and flesh, the skin capsule also collapsed.

There is no change except for the head, and the body has become infinitely closer to the human skin hanging on the top of the locust tree.

There was no change in Li Mo's head.

The human skin hanging on the top of the locust tree has become the same as a normal human body except for the head and the body below the neck, but there is no blood color and no temperature. It is completely a pure corpse.

"Crack..."