Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

After all, Li Mo only needs the notebook to reveal clues about the nature of the strange events, not a plan that is doomed to fail.

"..."

Changle was huddled in the corner, shivering, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Li Mo became increasingly strange.

In her eyes, Mingyue was whispering to something with his back to her, spitting out obscure characters from his mouth like a wizard cursing.

Yes, she didn't understand what Mingyue was saying at all.

It was the same before. Mingyue spoke very softly, as if she was thinking, but the awkward characters that came out of her mouth involuntarily made Changle suspicious.

Changle swallowed and gripped the strange pistol in his hand tighter.

Even though this pistol was given to her by Mingyue.

Mingyue wouldn't be... talking to those demons outside, right?

So what is he? Is he a human or a demon?

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of wooden boards breaking was heard, and the wooden door was almost broken.

It is in such a dilapidated state now that it is unlikely to last until tomorrow. Once the fifth ghost appears, the balance will be immediately broken.

The five laws are intertwined and overlapped, and there is no chance of survival for anyone living in the house.

In this world, in the strange frenzy after the hour of Xu, the monsters will actively seek out people to attack. The night is full of their sight, and anyone who gets close will be attacked.

"Do you really want to see me die?"

"Okay, as you wish."

Li Mo snorted coldly, and closed the notebook expressionlessly as if he was about to start a fight.

It seems like he is really preparing to die.

However, at the moment when the notebook was about to be closed, blood-red content quickly appeared on the first page.

Li Mo stared calmly. The content described above was very simple. In fact, it only took a few seconds to complete...

My name is Li Mo. At 9:25 PM, I happily accepted the plan on the first page of the notebook.

At 9:26 PM, I walked up to Changle and made serious eye contact.

[At 9:28 pm, I completely forgot all memories related to Changle.]

At 9:29 p.m., He appeared.

【…】

"Him?"

Li Mo was very curious about this "He" in the notebook. Based on past experience, this meant that the target was neither a human nor a ghost, but an extremely special form of existence.

[My name is Li Mo. Tonight, I survived.]

My name is Li Mo. When you see this sentence, I am already dead.

"..."

"The last 'I' has a much stronger smell and color of blood than everything before it."

"Do you want to follow the plan above?"

Li Mo fell into deep thought. This plan was too simple, so simple that Li Mo was still afraid of it and could not see any trap in it.

It was as if the first page of the notebook was kind this time and provided a perfect way to survive.

The price he had to pay was simply to forget an insignificant woman.

I have forgotten it many times before, so it doesn’t matter if I forget it again. There will be a mark on the cuff anyway.

There is also evidence that Changle wants to survive.

First page so kind?

"Moon..."

Changle huddled in a small corner, watching Li Mo turn stiffly and look at her with a cold and strange gaze.

"Da da……"

Li Mo walked very lightly, but the wing room was already dilapidated and the floor under his feet had become extremely fragile.

"I will forget you in a while." Li Mo walked up to Changle and said seriously.

"Oh? Are you going to forget me again? But...how do you know you will forget me soon?" Changle asked.

"You have no right to know this."

Mingyue's icy voice made Changle feel better, not because Changle had a masochistic tendency, but because the wooden door of the wing room was almost destroyed, but Mingyue could still remain calm.

Proves that he should have thought of a solution.

Compared to the group of invisible murderous demons outside, Mingyue's indifference is more like a solid layer of protection, which makes people feel at ease.

Chapter 21: On the Shoulder, the Red Wife

"What should I do?" Changle asked.

Li Mo was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Don't do anything, stay where you are, point the fire at me, and try to look as scared as possible."

"That way, after I forget you, I will immediately identify you as one of two possible identities: a demon or evil spirit, or an ordinary person trembling with fear."

"After I ask you a question, immediately prove your identity. You should know what you should say, including your background, connections, and situation..."

"Lastly, and most importantly."

"Watch me."

Li Mo and Changle were very close, and each other's face appeared in their pupils.

Changle's warm breath hit Li Mo's face.

But all Changle could feel was the bitingly cold air like a cold pond, not a single bit of warmth.

The two faces were less than half a fist apart, and Changle saw it at such a close distance.

Mingyue's skin was pale, her eyes were cloudy and distracted, and she was as calm as a still pond, without a single ripple on her face. Her expression was cold, or perhaps it was that there was no expression on her face at all, like a corpse that had just come back to life.

Looking at her is no different from looking at the dust and plants in this world.

"Observe, observe you?" Changle was a little puzzled, but nodded firmly: "I understand. I will pay close attention to what happens around you."

Li Mo reminded: "Not only the surroundings, but also myself, are within the observation range. I need you to tell me something that I cannot perceive after the crisis is resolved."

"Yeah." Changle said, "I can still do this little thing."

"You can do your best. There is one thing I need to remind you. Never make eye contact with any demon, especially me. It's best if we don't make eye contact again." Li Mo repeatedly emphasized the rule of eye contact.

He didn't want to have another ghost appear in the house after he had finally gotten rid of the ghost outside the door.

The notebook only tells you what you need to do to survive, but does not say what will happen specifically, only a vague "He".

"I……"

Before Changle could show that he would never make a mistake, Li Mo had already turned around and walked to the wooden door that was about to be destroyed.

During the conversation just now, he had been counting the time in his mind.

From the moment they make eye contact, he will completely forget Changle in two minutes.

If he sees a strange woman who has never appeared in his memory after forgetting, he will not be able to help but take the initiative and beat her to a pulp.

Therefore, it is important to divert your sight and attention in advance.

Changle was obviously unable to withstand his attack, so he needed to keep a distance from her that was neither too far nor too close, and she must not appear in his field of vision.

Li Mo silently recited the numbers in his mind.

Two minutes.

The time for forgetting has come, not a second off.

"Well……"

A trance appeared and Li Mo felt slightly uncomfortable.

My head felt like it was filled with paste, and a feeling of swelling filled my entire brain.

This feeling didn't last long and soon disappeared.

After the swelling feeling disappeared, Li Mo felt unprecedentedly relaxed, and his brain seemed to be empty.

However, Li Mo was completely unaware of this peculiarity, and even forgot about forgetting itself.

I just felt that my shoulders seemed a little heavy.

Changle, who was huddled in the corner, widened her eyes. The horrifying scene almost made her drop the strange pistol.

He overlapped his hands and covered his mouth, and even his breathing stopped.

"!"

Changle didn't dare to make a sound, only the remaining fear on her face showed her panic and nervousness.

At a certain moment, Mingyue was standing in front of the door, and a woman in a bright red wedding dress was sitting on his shoulder. Her face could not be seen clearly because of the red veil. Her blue and white hair were intertwined, and fell to her waist like a waterfall, soft and flowing.

He slightly opened his red lips, revealing his white teeth. His lips were bright and juicy, as eye-catching as drops of blood.

The wedding dress was damaged... and there was a faint trace of unidentified khaki leather.

The patterns above are mostly centered on dragons and phoenixes, and other patterns include some blessing words, butterflies, mandarin ducks, pomegranates, goldfish, etc. However, all the patterns are incomplete.

The magnificent and noble phoenix was left with only half its body, the text was only half, the butterfly's wings were broken, and the mandarin ducks looked like they were on the verge of death...

The exposed feet were extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and their face was even more bleak than Mingyue's.

Sitting on Mingyue's shoulders, He slowly put his hands into Mingyue's head.

Changle originally thought that they would be like the "spirits" in the books, unable to touch real people.

But his hands were actually completely inserted into Mingyue's head, and Mingyue seemed to have no feeling at all.

His slender pale arms were waving, and it was hard to imagine what he was doing inside Mingyue's head.

I'm afraid his brain is messed up.

Is this... an existence beyond demons?

Changle swallowed hard, thinking that the woman on his shoulder might be the reason why Mingyue always forgets him.

But why would He do this? It makes no sense.

No no no...

This woman in gorgeous wedding dress must be a being beyond the realm of demons. Only when Mingyue came to her senses and asked him herself could she find out what she was.

"..."

"Chang... Le..."

A gentle and pleasant female voice came from under the red veil.

Changle's nerves tensed up instantly, and he immediately lowered his eyes to avoid looking at him.

Out of the corner of her eye, she vaguely saw the woman in wedding dress on Mingyue's shoulder turned her head, probably looking at her.

Changle tightly grasped the strange pistol given by Mingyue, his heart filled with panic, and he wanted to shoot and kill the person in front of him several times.

Li Mo's repeated reminders worked. Changle held his breath and forced himself to calm down.

She must not shoot and must trust Mingyue.

Since the woman in wedding dress didn't kill her, there is still room for maneuver.

"laugh……"

The laughter of the woman in wedding dress was strange and unpredictable.

He slowly took his hand away from Li Mo's head, raised his tender index finger, placed it on his scarlet lips, and made a gesture of silence.

Changle looked at this strange scene, and the uneasiness in his heart was slightly reduced.

At least the other party can still communicate with others, which is good news.