Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

The series of questions left Kanagawa Qimeng stunned for two seconds.

"I……"

Before Kanagawa Qimeng could explain, Li Mo walked up to her and answered them one by one in a cold tone, "I was the one who used her phone to send you messages last night. In the haunted house, people who are alone will fall into another world. We are also in the second room, but you can't observe us."

"Her injuries are unremarkable."

"As for me, I'm here to deal with the haunted house and have no intention of conflicting with you."

"So... take out the knife from your back and put it back. The blade is not meant to be pointed at your companions."

Li Mo stretched out his hand and pointed at the minister's right hand which was behind his back.

"Minister Yukawa?"

Kanagawa Qimen was stunned and read out the minister's name in confusion.

Until I saw the other party slowly take out his right hand and actually clenched a fruit knife.

This fruit knife was brought from her own home, so that everyone could eat fruit conveniently in the haunted house...

"I'm sorry, Qimeng. We can't confirm that you are you right now. That ghost killed many people last night... Since ghosts can disguise themselves as humans, they can also disguise themselves as you."

"The ghost disguised as a human before... killed many of our classmates. So until you can prove yourself, keep your distance. This is also for your own good. After all, we can't prove that we have always been human."

The minister spoke sincerely and in a proper tone.

Just as Li Mo guessed, people in the outside world would not accept Kanagawa Qimeng, nor would they believe in himself.

"Qimeng, you don't need to explain. I know you must have encountered a lot of bizarre things last night."

"At least for now, you'd better stay with the person next to you and don't be alone." The minister kindly reminded.

"Um……"

Kanagawa Qimeng felt a little lost. She looked up and found that her classmates were looking at her strangely.

He was mumbling something, as if he was talking about her.

We were close classmates, going to and from school together, and I was so generous that I even treated many people to milk tea and meals.

"..."

"I understand."

Kanagawa Qimen took a step back and looked away from the classmates in front of her. There was no point in explaining at this moment.

The minister had actually said it very tactfully, and had repeated it several times, but the other people in the Psychic Department still couldn't accept her return after being left alone.

"She doesn't have to join the tour group, but you have to give her what she needs and prepare a set of clothes for her to change into," Li Mo said calmly.

The minister ignored the question and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"I'm just like her. There's no need to explain anything, and you won't listen." Li Mo pushed back the minister's words.

"...Okay, I'll give you what Qi Meng needs. After that...we'll just stick together. Come back to me if you need anything."

"You can tell me if you come across any clues. I have a blood newspaper that can help us leave the haunted house alive."

"Based on the current intelligence, we only need to survive four days to reach the fifth floor of the haunted house and leave safely."

The director knew he was in the wrong, so he told Li Mo the general situation. He then asked the staff to bring power banks, flashlights, some food, and spare clothes, packed them up, and stood half a meter away and threw them to Li Mo.

Li Mo was not told that the blood newspaper said that the eighth room was the key to survival.

The other members of the Supernatural Club also kept silent tacitly, because the identities of Li Mo and Kanagawa Qimeng were currently unknown, and Li Mo looked very strange, and he had never seen anyone who was untrustworthy.

So they didn't tell Li Mo that they were planning to stay in the eighth room tonight, lest Li Mo find out that the eighth room was safe and start clamoring to get in.

Li Mo turned sideways and glanced at Kanagawa Qimeng out of the corner of his eye, and found that she was hiding behind him silently and in a depressed mood.

Then his eyes turned to the bloody newspaper in the minister's hand.

There's something strange about that newspaper.

Li Mo sniffed the pungent smell in the air, which sounded like blood that had just seeped out of a wound.

It definitely wasn't Kanagawa Kimu, because her wound had already scabbed over and there was no way blood would flow out.

And this pungent smell is more like rust, or... paint.

Li Mo raised his head and looked around the hall. In addition to some precious antique porcelain, the paintings on the wall were extremely bright.

"Can you show me the bloody newspaper in your mouth?" Li Mo stretched out his hand to ask for it.

He could have robbed it openly, but there was no need.

Li Mo only needs to confirm two things.

"Um...okay."

The minister didn't care much. Li Mo was alone, and there were more than a dozen people on their side. No living person could walk out of the haunted house, so Li Mo couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

After Li Mo took the bloody newspaper, he brought it to his nose and sniffed it gently.

A strong smell of rust hit his nose, which further strengthened his idea.

If he could still encounter such a picture on the second floor...

Under everyone's nervous gaze, Li Mo asked a question to the blood newspaper.

"Who are you?"

[Li Mo, I am you twenty years from now, and I am telling you all the possibilities of the future through this newspaper.]

The first sentence of the blood newspaper remained unchanged. The only changes were the name and the future date.

"Twenty years later? Can he get out alive?"

"Li Mo? This name doesn't belong to the Far East, it belongs to Shenzhou."

"How did he know how to use blood newspaper?"

Without caring about what people around him were saying, Li Mo started communicating with the blood newspaper.

Unlike the minister who was restrained, Li Mo did not have the slightest awe in his heart, only vigilance and hostility.

"Really? If you don't lie, I'll still be alive in twenty years."

[Of course, you are still alive.]

[You have obtained many strange things and dealt with strange things big and small. Twenty years later, you have ushered in a beautiful and peaceful time...]

You gave everyone the wedding of the century. Padova, Alicia, Hua... were the guests. You transformed Guiqi back into the Kiana Kaslana you missed most, cleansing her of the strange taint. Like the ending of every beautiful fairy tale, you felt immense happiness...

Li Mo's hands clenched involuntarily, his expression remained indifferent.

The next second, the tense hands suddenly relaxed and returned the bloody newspaper to the Supernatural Department.

"I'm fine. Since we're going to stick together, please go upstairs first and we'll follow."

"Okay." The minister agreed.

Even if Li Mo didn't urge them, they would rush to the second floor first because that's what the blood newspaper said.

The people from the Supernatural Department walked to the stairs and found that the stairs that did not exist before had miraculously appeared, connecting the first floor and the second floor.

Before they had time to observe, the members of the Supernatural Department went upstairs excitedly, completely unaware that the picture in the hall seemed to have changed a little.

The change was very subtle, almost the same as the previous picture.

But it still couldn't be hidden from Li Mo, who had obtained eternal memory. Li Mo could recognize even the slightest change.

“The picture becomes more vivid.”

Li Mo looked at the first painting on the wall of the hall. The paint on it was very bright and colorful.

just like……

Forget it, only by going up to the second floor can this hypothesis be verified. No matter how many changes there are now, they are all castles in the air and cannot stand up to scrutiny.

Li Mo thought secretly in his heart and turned to look at Kanagawa Qimeng.

Not only did she not reveal the matter of the notebook, she didn't even tell the Psychic Department about the clues given by the notebook.

"Don't you want the blood newspaper? With your means, there should be many ways to get it." Kanagawa Qimeng suddenly spoke.

"There's no need. It's just a ghost that can read the user's memory. It can't even read the memory completely. It's not worth collecting at all."

Li Mo gave a fair evaluation.

"Reading memories? Incomplete? Ghost? How do you know?" Kanagawa Qimeng was puzzled. She observed Li Mo using the blood newspaper, watching it carefully from beginning to end. Even if there were problems with the answers in the blood newspaper, it would not be enough to draw so many definite conclusions. At least she didn't find any of them.

"It's simple. It knows who I know, which means it can see some of my memories, very important memories..."

"But it hardly adheres to human logic. I don't have the habit of reading newspapers. Even if there were one in the future, I don't think my past self would believe a newspaper that appeared out of thin air. There's no way such a ridiculous thing would happen that my future self would leave a message for my past self through a newspaper."

"Besides, I have a better alternative. By comparison, the benefits it can bring me are far less than if I figure it out on my own."

"More importantly, from the moment I picked it up, all I could think about was burying it. I knew I'd find a suitable way to bury it in two days at most. But it seemed to be unaware of anything. It wasn't omniscient, omnipotent, and even lied."

"If it can predict my actions, knows my past and future, and is the complete me of the future, then it should know my personality and how I treat strange, intelligent creatures like it."

"But it didn't. It didn't even sense any hostility."

"Why should I take away such garbage?" Li Mo said calmly.

Chapter 13 There's a ghost under the bed (6k)

"Well... well, you have a very low opinion of the blood newspaper. I see that the supernatural forum is very interested in this newspaper and has given it a very high evaluation." Kanagawa Qimeng said truthfully.

"Because you haven't been exposed to it, you don't know these things."

"But the minister and the others... seem to believe in the blood-painted newspaper very much." Kanagawa Qimeng asked worriedly. It is already known that there is something wrong with the blood-painted newspaper, so what will be the ending of the supernatural department that is being led by the blood-painted newspaper?

"I'll find a chance to resolve it, but now is not the time."

"Come with me and take a look around the first floor first. There might be some changes here overnight. You cleaned the first floor before, so if you see any changes, please remind me."

After everyone else in the Supernatural Department went up to the second floor, Li Mo was not in a hurry to follow, even though the blood-stained newspaper in the video had emphasized the need to go up to the second floor quickly.

Rules are dead, but living people can reach a higher level.

Li Mo and Kanagawa Qimeng survived the first night, so the stairs will not disappear before the new round of ceremony begins at 8 o'clock tonight.

Therefore, living people don't need to rush to the second floor at all. The first floor is relatively safe during the day. If you don't seize the opportunity to find some clues, after reaching the second floor, the stairs will disappear from your cognition, and you will never have the chance to explore the truth of the first floor.

"Well, I'll take your word for it. But it doesn't seem to make any difference at the moment."

"Really? Then what about the pictures on the walls of the hall?"

Li Mo raised his hand and pointed at the first picture on the wall of the hall. Kanagawa Qimeng looked in the direction of his finger and found that the picture had become extremely bright.

But in the bright paint, there were some shadowy traces, as if a person's shadow was painted in the picture.

"Is the picture a ghost? Or a weird thing?" Kanagawa Qimeng asked doubtfully, following behind Li Mo and not daring to move around.

Even though it was relatively safe during the day, she had to make sure she didn't cause any trouble.

Li Mo walked forward, stretched out his left hand and touched it.

When I took it back, I saw that my fingers were covered with dirty mud and dust.

"We didn't clean the pictures on the hall walls." Seeing Li Mo in a daze, Kanagawa Qimeng immediately added.

Li Mo put his finger to the tip of his nose and sniffed again. The smell was exactly the same as the smell of blood-stained newspaper.

The two are inseparable.

The bloody newspaper was so anxious to get everyone off the first floor and go to the second floor, probably because he was afraid that the clues on the first floor would be discovered.

"Do you want to destroy it?" Kanagawa Yumeng pointed to the picture on the wall.

Li Mo shook his head and explained calmly:

"There are probably five similar paintings on the second floor. They may remain in a state of preservation when we first go up there, and their true form will only be revealed when certain conditions are met."

"The picture I know of isn't the same thing I'm touching. There's dust on my fingers, which means the original is not there. Destroying it won't affect it."

"Go check out the eight rooms on the first floor."

Li Mo walked in front, opening each room one by one with Kanagawa Qimeng, holding a thermometer in his right hand, and the indicator on the thermometer was always hovering between "0" and "1".

Even after entering the room, the thermometer did not show any indication, and there was no sign of the temperature dropping.

"The rules on the first floor have not been triggered, so the ghosts from another world cannot be observed." Li Mo analyzed calmly.