Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

The eyes of the Seven Disciples of Taixu looked at Li Mo more strangely. The hand stretched out most of its way from the throat, grabbed Li Mo's face, and left five bloody handprints on it.

Li Mo didn't move at all.

In the eyes of Changle and others, the Seven Disciples of Taixu valued Li Mo's talent and aptitude very much, which is why they looked at and observed him so diligently.

I heard years ago that immortals would look for people with excellent aptitude and extraordinary talent to take them under their wing and pass on their supreme skills.

The seven disciples under the tutelage of True Man Chi Yuan are known as the Seven Swords of Taixu. They consist of six women and one man, each wielding a Xuanyuan Sword.

The Seven Swordsmen were all extremely gifted and had been passed down the Taixu Sword Qi. When they entered the world, they often caused great waves in the martial arts world and left behind countless anecdotes.

"That's great! Brother Mingyue might even be noticed by an immortal and become the Eighth Sword of Taixu. What kind of huge waves will that stir up in the martial arts world?"

The other warrior couldn't help but show deep envy in his eyes.

"Do you want to forget?"

The fawn let out its last cry, its bloody eyes turned towards Li Mo, and its lips, stained with blood, moved.

The next second, he was cut in half by one sword each of the seven disciples of Taixu, ending his life.

"I'm sorry, everyone. The livestock haven't been very obedient. Please rest for a while. We'll bring you some delicious food later to compensate for your hard work."

Su Mei said with a smile, then turned her head stiffly, glanced at everyone, and finally locked onto Li Mo.

The arm in his throat tore at Li Mo's face.

"Can you guys see blood?"

"Of course, we climbed up and slew demons and monsters along the way. We are definitely not the kind of people who are afraid of bloodshed." The warrior said respectfully.

"That's good."

After saying that, Su Mei slashed open the deer's belly, and the internal organs flowed out. She called out to everyone, "Let's go, follow me to the wing room to welcome you all."

Hearing this, everyone followed Taixu's seven disciples with a smile.

But Li Mo also heard a sentence——

"Your turn will come soon..."

The ferocious face on the back of Su Mei's head was talking to someone unknown.

Li Mo kept his head down the whole time, staring at the floor in dead silence, his flesh still being torn apart by the black hands.

This situation is similar to Mei's fictional world. The Seven Disciples of Taixu are definitely not human, but they retain human behavior and consciousness.

This was extremely dangerous for Li Mo. It was easy to deceive ghosts, but to deceive people, one had to think carefully and plan every step carefully...

Fortunately, they are still subject to the weird influence.

Alicia should be the Alicia of this world, not the Alicia that Li Mo is familiar with.

Why was she kept in captivity on Mount Taixu?

A terrifying thought came to Li Mo's mind. If Alicia could be imprisoned, then what about the other heroes...

Thinking of this, Li Mo raised his head slightly and saw Su Mei's second face with a torn mouth, revealing a hungry and crazy look.

She wanted to eat him.

Li Mo didn't dare to meet her gaze and could only keep his head down and move forward.

Chapter 6: Manta Sashimi, Countless Deadly Rules

Changle and others did not see the distorted and disgusting reality, only Li Mo saw it.

It is very likely because he has never made eye contact with the Seven Disciples of Taixu who suddenly appeared.

Li Mo slowed down his pace, walked at the back of the crowd, and lowered his sight.

If he continues walking, he will definitely go deeper into the heart of the weirdness. Facing the completely unknown weirdness, Li Mo's actions will be limited everywhere.

In a brief moment when no one noticed, Li Mo took out his notebook.

As a rule, in completely unknown and strange events, he would ask the notebook for general information, even if the notebook would dig countless holes.

However, this time the notebook behaved very strangely.

Before Li Mo could even tell him the information he wanted to know, the notebook opened on its own, as if it was more urgent than Li Mo.

I wanted to turn the second page over, but it was pushed back by the first page.

Finally, the notebook turned to the first page, which was still split in half.

[My name is Li Mo. In three days, I will die.]

My name is Li Mo. If I don't die in three days, I will die during the Ghost Festival in July.

"..."

He will die in three days, and if he doesn't die, he will die again on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. It is very straightforward, without any extra words.

But Li Mo didn't take it to heart. The notebook had said many times that he would die, but he was still alive and well.

The information given is only two short sentences, which proves that there is a lot of information hidden in it and there is a lot of room for operation.

Li Mo looked at the other half of the first page, where the handwriting was crooked.

My name is Li Mo. Perhaps I should think about a question right now.

[The strange law is that it can produce conflicts and reach a state of equilibrium where things are mutually restrained.]

[I'm very concerned about the fact that I've been forgetting Changle these past few days. I'm the only one among the crowd who has forgotten Changle.]

[At first, I thought Changle was a creature with a human consciousness. Even though her status seemed very noble and everyone around her trusted her, I still kept my guard against her.]

[Especially when she offered to keep watch, I wasn't actually asleep, ready to pull out my gun and kill her at any moment. Or to throw a strange coin to interrupt her attack and then quickly escape.]

[However, as we got along, I gradually gave up this idea. Neither the thermometer, Guiya's left hand, nor my own intuition had any reaction.]

[She herself didn't behave as strangely as I expected.]

After ruling out this possibility, I began to suspect myself.

If there's nothing wrong with Changle, then the problem must be me.

[With this question in mind, I followed the others up the mountain. After climbing the mountain, I met Alicia.]

I'm not sure if she's the Alicia I'm familiar with, but clearly she isn't. After becoming the Ruler of Man, the goddess's divinity has an unstoppable effect of suppressing strange things.

[To a certain extent, it can even compete with Guiqi.]

[The Alishia before me, with her body riddled with wounds, must be the Alishia of this world. She didn't die from the sacrifice, or perhaps... she isn't Alishia at all.]

I didn't respond to her cries for help because I worried she might be a ghost conjured by some mysterious force. If I were to reach out too far, I'd only expose myself and expose myself to the uncanny gaze.

[As long as I do nothing, I can minimize the triggering of strange patterns and avoid being attacked.]

【But doing nothing only delays the arrival of death. 】

If I can't find the key to breaking the deadlock, I will kill the people I love in my memory.

[My name is Li Mo. When you see this sentence, I can't do anything.]

I am a person who forgets others, I am a person who is forgotten. I have forgotten those who should not be forgotten, and I will also be forgotten by those who should not be forgotten. Therefore, I will die.

[Wait... before I die...]

【Who is Alicia? 】

"...?"

Li Mo looked at the last line of letters, his mind went blank.

Elysia?

Who?

Do I know him?

With absolutely no memory, why would the notebook give the name of a completely unknown person?

Li Mo remembered the name because the information provided by the notebook was usually useful, even if it was a trivial detail.

Death again… This seems to be the first time that both halves of the first page say that they will die.

Half rough, half detailed.

Even the premise of death was told to him.

He will forget the people he should not forget, so he will be forgotten by the people he should not forget, and then die.

but……

Li Mo pondered for a long time.

Who had I forgotten? Was it Alicia? Or was it someone else? But who was she? Why had I forgotten?

Killing the loved one in your memory...

Li Mo clenched his fists, and the veins on his arms were exposed.

Can this monster kill the people in his memory based on his memory?

He wouldn't allow that to happen if it came to that.

Li Mo would rather let Guiqi eat him alive than completely "kill" this weird thing related to his memory.

After finishing the content on the first page, the second page was quickly turned over as if it had finally escaped from a cage.

Without the suppression of the first page, the content of the second page immediately emerges.

It was more anxious than Li Mo.

Li Mo looked at the second page of content that appeared in a hurry, and his heart was startled. A strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

The rule on the second page is to keep him alive, even if the methods are sometimes extremely extreme.

Now, the anxious behavior of the second page made Li Mo realize that he might have reached a desperate situation.

If you don't pay attention, you will die.

But that conflicts with what is said on the first page about death three days later.

……

Maybe there is no conflict, because I have restarted, and the judgment on the second page did not take my restart into consideration. I just simply hope that I can live on.

And the first page vaguely knew the fact that it was restarting.

In other words... he is about to step into danger, and will face an even greater death in three days. As for the Ghost Festival in July... that is the Ghost Festival in China. At that time, a strange aura will erupt, hundreds of ghosts will roam at night, a frenzy will surge, and countless laws will appear superimposed. He may be killed by the law of death as soon as he takes a breath.

Let’s take a look at the prompts on the second page first. There is too little information, and Li Mo cannot determine what the content on the first page means.

[After entering the hall, do not eat, do not look at Him, do not drink water, and do not talk to those who are eating...]

[After returning to the wing room, do not stay too long, do not spend the night, do not get hurt, do not lean against the wall, and do not let ghosts into the house...]

[At night, at the hour of Xu, do not turn back when called, do not stand under a tree, do not light a lamp...]

[My name is Li Mo. I must remember all the information above. If any one of them is triggered... I will die, regardless of my strength...]

Li Mo's eyes turned cold and his expression became serious.

It has nothing to do with strength, which means that the second page of the notebook talks about the strange rules that trigger instant death.

But isn't this too much?

Is it all a law of inevitable death? What exactly happened on Taixu Mountain?

Li Mo felt even more uneasy. If it weren't for the notebook reminding him, he would have missed something in his busy schedule.

What should Hua do if he doesn’t have a notebook?

Li Mo could only pray that the law of death would not affect his consciousness, so that Hua could still survive.

For example, the strange rule that anyone who opened the door and entered would die was not a threat to Hua who possessed Yu Duchen. He could survive by storing his consciousness in Yu Duchen.

Would someone die if they looked into his eyes? Who was he? One of the Seven Disciples of Taixu?

No, if it were the Seven Disciples of Taixu, Changle and the others would have died long ago.

The Seven Disciples of Taixu are more like strange derivatives. Looking into their eyes will only trigger incomplete and strange rules. It will not cause direct death, but will make you fall into an illusion.

Just like now, everyone thinks that Taixu Mountain is a paradise on earth.