Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Her internal organs were completely destroyed...

The most serious injury was to the heart, where there were more than ten wounds, but the most fatal wound was to the head.

It was a fatal sword wound.

The bizarre summer snowflakes fell on the wound, mingled with the flowing blood, and slowly slid down from the wound that would never heal to the snow beneath.

Deep red and dazzling.

Gui Hua stretched out her blood-covered hand and gently stroked the cheek of Li Mo, who was holding Ruoshui and piercing her head, and slowly and gently stroked his pale lips.

Li Mo's eyes were as cold as the snow falling all over the sky, bitingly cold.

As the oracle-like echo in my mind stirred again.

Li Mo thrust the long sword in his hand into the skull with greater force, and the broken bones fell to the ground along with the dripping liquid.

"Your eyes... finally fell on me..."

"You found me, Mo."

"I'm very happy..."

"Sorry……"

"I lied to you."

Before he could finish his last sentence, Gui Hua's hand that was caressing Li Mo's cheek suddenly dropped and fell to the ground, never to move again.

The pupils were completely dilated and out of focus.

There was only a faint smile on his face.

Just as Guihua said, she had been killed.

The weirdness will not die, it will only exist in a different form of pollution. However, the weirdness in the transformed form will not be the same weirdness as before, its essence has changed.

This means that Hua may have turned into a pool of chaotic, disordered, and unconscious memories, remaining in a dark corner of this world.

She will be alone forever, wandering in the endless nothingness, without meaning, and no one will look for her lonely soul.

Li Mo pulled out Ruoshui and glanced at Hua lying in a pool of blood and white flowers. Perhaps such a continuation would be more painful than death.

At least death is a one-time thing. Whether it is sadness or joy, it collapses in an instant and then disappears.

Endless loneliness and desolation are the greatest fear in the world.

"I still remember everything, and she didn't want me to forget."

Li Mo recalled all his memories and did not find anything unusual.

Despite this, Li Mo still took out his notebook.

No matter how honest and kind the Hua in his memory was, Li Mo would not believe it.

Guihua can tamper with his memory, so naturally he can also beautify the self in his memory.

Therefore, a notebook that does not lie becomes very important at this time.

However, the notebook is not willing to answer all questions, at least Li Mo doesn't think so.

But the pattern on the fourth page is that every question has an answer. Although the answers are all kinds of strange, you can always find some clues in them to prove whether your memory has been tampered with.

"Have my memories been… no, have the memories of Hua in my mind been distorted and modified?"

Li Mo asked a very precise question.

【…】

There is no answer on the first page, and answering this question will not cause Li Mo to die from Guiqi's contamination.

【…】

There was no answer on the second page either, which was expected. After all, the rule on the second page was to ensure one's own survival. Now that he was alive, there would naturally be no statement on the second page.

The notebook skipped the third page, turned to the fourth page and stopped, and words began to appear on it.

My name is Li Mo. I have overlooked and forgotten many things.

[I lost everything: my memory, my consciousness, my emotions, my family... No, this is definitely not the ending I expected. I must find a way to change this tragedy...]

[Pollution is irreversible. No being can escape it. Once contaminated, the only outcome is death, and the distortion that follows.]

Mei is dead... No, that's impossible... She's clearly still fine. She has a heartbeat, her own logic, and all the characteristics of a living Mei...

Mei seemed to really like Shenzhou paper-cutting. As promised, she invited me to try it. Her technique was very skillful.

[Ai... Ai Li... Ai Li Xi... Ai Li Shi Ya, are you Ai Li Shi Ya? ]

No living person can survive the clutches of the uncanny. Never, and I will be no exception. My name is Li Mo. By the time you read this, I'll be dead.

"..."

"What do you mean?"

The extremely calm Li Mo was unable to figure out the logic of the fourth page for a moment. It was messy, distorted, and the pattern seemed to have changed.

Apart from the disorder of memory and logic, it does not tell any extremely outrageous future.

After Guihua's death, did the rules on the fourth page change?

This may be good news. The rule of answering every question has not changed, but the narrative rules have undergone unknown changes.

But it is also bad news. In the short term, it will be difficult for Li Mo to verify what the rules on the fourth page are, which means that the credibility is greatly reduced.

"Ignoring and forgetting, in terms of memory, I've indeed forgotten a lot, just like myself in Guiqi's world. Perhaps I traveled to other worlds before meeting Mei. But that's not the point. Without specifying the time and date, I can't tell whether it's a general narrative or a specific one."

If it is a specific description, it proves that Guihua did modify his memory, but how he did it is still unknown.

Erasing Changle from my mind half a month ago could be considered a modification, but it didn't matter to this extent.

The overall narrative also fails to clear the suspicion.

Therefore, Li Mo remained on the sidelines as to whether Gui Hua had modified his memory, and was inclined to believe that it had been modified.

"The second sentence said I lost everything. There is no time mark and it is impossible to judge."

"I remember the third paragraph. Mei once told me this. It's the result of her research. Weird contamination is irreversible. Time is the catalyst. No matter what entity is, once contaminated, it will become distorted and deformed over time. However, most people don't live that long. They die before being distorted, becoming dormant ghosts that are almost impossible to awaken."

"So the fourth page is actually my memories from various time points?"

"It's very likely, because the previous narrative on page four hinted at specific times and events. The change in style couldn't have happened overnight. Gui Hua must have done something to cause the logic on page four to undergo an unknown change."

Li Mo concluded that, judging from the intuitive description, part of it was the memory stored in his mind. If the time was marked, Li Mo would be more confident in confirming it.

"Not dead?"

"..."

In an instant, Li Mo fell into a dark silence.

"Not necessarily. Maybe it's a problem of expression. Let's think about it later."

Li Mo skipped this sentence.

"Mei likes paper cutting, which I didn't know. After returning to the Eigenworld, I can verify the accuracy of the fourth page."

"The second-to-last sentence is a bit strange. Alicia is Alicia. Will I encounter a ghost disguised as Alicia later?"

Li Mo didn't think any ghost could disguise itself as Alicia. First of all, the ability to dispel pollution was almost impossible to replicate. In addition, Li Mo only believed that the Alicia in the original world was Alicia.

He even dared to question himself, let alone Alicia who suddenly appeared from another world.

As for the last sentence, Li Mo had read it too many times, and the first page of the notebook had been repeated countless times.

But as Li Mo escaped death again and again, he gradually understood that the death predicted on the first page was not absolute, or rather...

The fact of death did happen, but it was in a time and space where no change could be made. After receiving the prophecy, he would not repeat his previous plan, but would change his plan to avoid the outcome of death.

The first page has a close connection with Guiqi, so it makes sense to explain it in terms of time and space.

The fourth page changes after Guihua's death. Does this mean that its narrative is actually related to memory?

"Go find Hua first."

Li Mo was unable to get a valid answer from the above, and stopped replying after filling in the fourth page. The most important thing at the moment was to bring Hua back from the Taoist temple.

It just so happens that it’s almost seven in the morning, the best time to travel through the mysterious cave.

Soon, Li Mo entered the Taoist temple again and saw Hua sitting on the ground in a trance, as if thinking about something.

"Hua, let's talk about the previous things when we get back. Now, follow me and leave this world."

Hua was stunned for a moment, his eyes trembling, he grabbed Li Mo's outstretched hand and nodded.

"it is good."

"street."

幕间

① Birthday wish: Mei (1w)

"You are my reason for living, and I am the support of your humanity."

On my birthday, I made a wish and confessed my true nature to him: "You are the reason for my continued life, and I am the support of your fragile humanity."

Although he didn't understand the meaning of these words, I would never let him know the truth, ever.

Paddo joked that wishes would not come true if spoken out loud, saying that God would not grant wishes spoken out loud. She asked me to make another one.

But I refused.

I have never counted on the so-called illusory gods or unreachable miracles. Li Mo and I are the same kind of people, wishful thinking, and only believing in ourselves.

So I said to Paddo: "God? If God can't fulfill it, then let me fulfill this wish myself."

Even though that idiot eliminated the death accumulation, he was still extremely slow in this area.

No, maybe he is not slow, but he is just afraid that he will make me sad after his death. I can see that every time he enters the strange cave, he is determined to die.

But what he didn't know was that as long as I was alive, he would never die.

The wish should be viewed in reverse: "I continue to exist in this world because of you, and you maintain the last vestiges of humanity because of me."

"He will never witness the day I die."

——Recorder: Mei.

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There are various paper-cuts on the table, and the strange faces lack a pair of eyes that can enlighten the mind.

In the dim room, the bright white light from the computer shines on the slightly pale and haggard face, the lavender eyes are fixed on the screen, and the only sound in the room is the crisp tapping of the keyboard.

"He's back." Mei said lightly.

Mei didn't even need to rely on Tianming's intelligence because she was still alive, so she could conclude that Li Mo was not dead.

The fact that I am still awake is the reason why Li Mo's true self has not died yet.

But Mei didn't show any joy, or perhaps she was trying hard to put the fact behind her.

Mei took out a knife and cut a small cut on her ring finger, letting the blood drip onto the torn paper cutting.

The returning Li Mo must be extremely calm. She cannot show any emotions or flaws. Any clues will be noticed by Li Mo after his many deaths.

Documents on the computer should be dated and accompanied by relevant content.

"He returned alive, in a state close to collapse."

Mei then immediately shut down the computer that was not connected to the Internet to cool it down quickly.

It was already 7:32 in the morning. 7 o'clock in the morning was the best time to travel through the strange cave. It allowed people to reach the world they wanted at almost no cost.

Of course, the premise is that you don’t get lost in the darkness along the way.

For them who are already polluted, it is quite difficult to go astray, so the seemingly dangerous links are actually not worth paying attention to.

only……

"pollute."

Mei lifted her sleeves and glanced at her gradually decaying arms, where filth and pollution were crawling, moving towards the storage point of consciousness - her head.