Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

Chapter 22 The small town at the foot of Taixu Mountain

Li Mo was thoughtful and gently rubbed his chin. This strange interference in memory was far beyond his expectation. If no one mentioned it, he would not even be able to remember the memory itself.

Not only will you forget, but you will forget to forget.

"What else?" Li Mo continued to ask.

Chang Le rubbed her sore buttocks and stood up slowly. She seemed to be infected by the rationality of Li Mo. Her tone gradually became less restrained and she said very seriously: "Well... and also, you let me observe You, after the stare-down ended, you walked to the door to observe the movements of the demons outside, and asked me to observe your surroundings, including your own changes."

Li Mo nodded, this was in line with his style.

"So, what happened to my surroundings and me."

"You have... on your shoulder!"

Before Chang Le could say anything, there was a strange woman wearing a blood-red wedding dress on Li Mo's shoulder.

Her heart seemed to be strangled by something, and she instantly lost her balance and fell towards the ground.

The heart was squeezed all the time, beating rapidly, but the beating gradually became deathly silent. It was firmly grasped by a pair of bloody hands, unable to move.

"Changle!?"

Li Mo, with quick eyes and quick hands, caught Chang Le before she fell to the ground and took a closer look.

Changle's eyes were blurred and his consciousness was blurred.

Bright red blood overflowed from his twitching lips.

"internal injury?"

Li Mo pried open Chang Le's lips and found that there was no wound, so it was most likely that the organs were severely damaged.

"Changle? Changle?"

Changle raised her head with difficulty, her vision becoming increasingly hazy. She could not hear Mingyue's call, but only saw the strange woman appearing on Mingyue's neck again.

"laugh……"

The soft and sweet laughter, like wind chimes, rang in Changle's ears, silently rendering her exhausted consciousness and dead soul.

The gorgeous blood-red wedding dress is extremely bright and eye-catching.

Changle felt it was very dazzling, as if there was something sticky and cold squirming in the holes of her eyes, stirring every nerve, forcing her to look at the woman in red on her shoulder.

He slowly stretched out his hands as white as jade, caressed Chang Le's smooth cheeks, smiled sweetly, and finally rested on Chang Le's bright eyes as clear as autumn water.

The nails dug in, took Changle's eyeball out, and put it back again.

As for this scene, neither Li Mo nor Chang Le felt it.

Changle did not bleed and felt no pain.

But there were some subtle changes in her eyes.

Changle is not dead and will not die for the time being.

After changing Chang Le's eyes, He retracted his body and continued to sit on Li Mo's shoulder. The pupils under the red hijab were sickly and broken, and were rotten into pieces.

Just like that, He sat on Li Mo's shoulder, watching him ominously and obsessively.

Slender hands covered Li Mo's eyes.

Although this could not block Li Mo's sight.

Changle, on the other hand, fell into a deep coma uncontrollably. He closed his eyes and his consciousness fell silent.

"..."

"Did you touch any taboos?"

Li Mo looked at Chang Le, who had a frightened expression and fell into a coma, and couldn't help but think of some cases.

During this conversation, Li Mo did not notice anything unusual.

After Changle said "you", his eyes dimmed and his body lost balance.

It is suspected that some unknown law has been triggered. It is not a law of mortality, but it is not far different.

If Changle insists on finishing, I'm afraid this law will evolve into a law of death.

What is the content behind it?

What is the truth hidden by the rules?

I……

Li Mo turned to look behind him, then looked around, and finally looked at his body carefully.

Still nothing was found.

The second before Chang Le passed out, his eyes were focused on himself for no apparent reason.

"It looks like we'll have to wait until she wakes up tomorrow to find out what happened."

Li Mo placed Changle steadily on the wooden bed, stared at it for a while, and then raised the wooden bed away from the wall.

The mural ghost in the wing has been eaten by the human-headed ghost, but it is best to keep a certain distance from the wall.

The reason is simple. Although the mural ghost in his wing is gone, there is still one outside. If the mural ghost outside can achieve the same effect by touching the wall, it will be very dangerous for Chang Le to sleep touching the wall.

Since they have chosen to go with them, Li Mo has to help them to some extent and cannot let them die so easily.

Even if you die, you must die meaningfully.

Li Mo turned around and walked to the damaged wooden door. The wooden door was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dilapidated wooden board that was about to collapse took on a new look, as if it had been repaired and painted with paint.

There was no more noise outside, it was eerily quiet.

Li Mo thought about the reason why they left.

The four ghosts outside the door seemed to have ignored the living people in the house, which was somewhat similar to how he had forgotten Chang Le.

They forgot about the living people in the wing.

This shows that the law of forgetting on Taixu Mountain is not only effective for people, but can also tamper with the memory of ghosts.

Judging from all the cases known so far, there is only forgetting and no tampering of memory. However, in individual cases, it cannot be concluded that the memory will not be modified.

"anyway."

Li Mo's cold gaze returned to Chang Le, who was sleeping.

"It seems that I am the only one forgetting."

"I have been very concerned about it since just now. From beginning to end, Changle never talked about the facts that others have forgotten, including myself."

"I should have emphasized this kind of information, and she has no reason to hide it."

"In the end, I am the only one who is forgetting, as if I am the only alien, but I know very well that I am human."

"I can easily trigger the pattern and pay the price, but others have never forgotten it, so who is the problem?"

Li Mo took out a strange coin and revealed one corner.

Chang Le on the bed didn't respond, and neither did the dead man on the ground.

No matter how you look at it, Death Soldier and Chang Le are human beings and do not have strange laws, but Li Mo always feels that it is against the law.

Why can a group of ordinary people survive the law of forgetfulness, but the cautious themselves often fall prey to it?

What is the difference between him and them?

The seven disciples of Taixu have been determined to be ghosts in human skin.

What about Taixu Mountain?

"All in all, today was a near miss, but I have already lost an opportunity to make mistakes."

"Tomorrow we will have a good deal with Taixu's seven disciples and see if we can find out any information."

"For example...me in this world."

Li Mo hung the strange pistol on his waist again and put away the strange coins to prevent the strange coins from being exposed.

After the second restart, there is no need to eat much, and there is still no need to eat the ghost feast tomorrow.

But how long can they hold on?

There is not much dry food, and warriors are not immortal cultivators, and there is no such thing as fasting.

Once you can't hold back your hunger and eat the ghost feast, you will be dragged to the slaughterhouse by the ghost in human skin at night, where you will be crushed, cut off, and skinned off.

Starve to death, be killed, die anyway.

It is impossible to eat bark, grass roots, because every flower and tree on Taixu Mountain is a rotten corpse that is invisible to normal people.

Not only does it look disgusting, but eating it is probably almost the same as a ghost feast.

It might as well be a ghost feast, at least the taste will be enjoyable.

Li Mo was silent.

If I want Changle and the Dead to survive, I have to find food that can only be eaten by living people.

Need to go down the mountain?

Forget it, that's something to consider tomorrow.

After finally spending a relatively safe night, Li Mo would never go down the mountain at night for fear that he would not die quickly enough.

"Shoulders are a little sore."

Li Mo shrugged his shoulders, his bones hurt from standing for a long time, so he casually brought a chair and sat on it.

Everyone is asleep, and he can only keep vigil tonight.

Looking at the wooden door ahead, it is the only entrance to the ghost's stomach and esophagus.

One night, Li Mo kept the same posture facing forward until dawn.

Completely unaware of it, a hot and crazy sight above his head was there from beginning to end.

The first ray of sunlight shines through the gaps in the mountain peaks, dyeing the earth with a warm golden color.The faint light gradually brightens, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air in the early morning.

"...I shouldn't have seen such a scene."

Li Mo's face was a little solemn. In his sight, there was actually a beautiful natural scenery. It gave him a sense of tranquility and comfort away from the hustle and bustle.

This is unreasonable. Taixu Mountain is clearly the scene of hell on earth that he saw when he climbed to the top yesterday.

But now he can't see piles of bones, nor can he see the horrifying tree trunks of human skin, or streams of dirty blood...

This shows that he has been contaminated and has severe hallucinations.

Towering peaks, green trees, winding streams.

"Fake, it's all fake." Li Mo's face didn't change, he shook his head and reminded himself repeatedly.

Li Mo pushed open the wooden door of the wing and quickly walked out, trying to capture the real weird scene, but to no avail.

At this time, Li Mo realized that he had been polluted, and the pollution was not light.

But when exactly?

If he continues, he may really mistakenly think that Taixu Mountain is such a wonderful paradise on earth.

"Master, are you awake? Do you want breakfast?"

A light female voice came from behind, and Li Mo turned around quickly, lowering his eyes and squinting.

He didn't notice anyone behind him at all.

After taking a rough look at the clothes and half of his face, Li Mo recognized this person as Qin Suyi.

"What's the matter?" Li Mo's voice sounded like an icy lake.

Qin Suyi frowned slightly, then pursed her lips slightly, revealing a helpless smile.

"Can't you chat with the young master if you have nothing to do?"

"..."

Li Mo chose to remain silent and ignored Qin Suyi.

He was not sure whether Qin Suyi in front of him was dominated by human consciousness or the laws of ghosts.