Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

The ghost under the bed is very similar to the old cat lady. Its killing method is assimilation, which causes the person to lose the ability to move, and the consciousness and body control rights fall into chaos and disorder.

After leaving the assimilation step, it will return to its original state.

"So that's how it is... Fortunately..."

Kanagawa Qimeng is now extremely grateful for Li Mo's appearance. This house is full of dangers. If her teammates are not strong enough, she might not be able to survive the second day even if she survives the first day.

Just like what she saw in her ghost memory, one after another, they turned into disgusting human-shaped snails and stuck to the bottom of the bed.

"Hallucination? It's a hallucination? Actually, nothing happened to me, right?" Kanagawa Qimeng asked three times in a row, impatiently.

"...That's not important." Li Mo clumsily changed the subject.

"Very important!" Kanagawa Qimeng shouted loudly, "So, everything that happened just now was not an illusion, right? You saw my ugly posture..."

Kanagawa Qimeng's voice became smaller and smaller. Gradually, she lowered her head, her pale lips moving, but she didn't utter even a single word.

The nerves turned into tentacles, connected to the eyeballs, and they were exposed outside, swaying and looking left and right like a monster.

Coupled with the thick and filthy mucus emanating from his body and the decaying body tissues, even she could not bear it.

If she really had to stay like that forever, she would rather die.

"that's not important."

Li Mo repeated his previous answer.

"I don't care."

Li Mo's tone remained cold, like a machine with dignity running according to code, rationally expressing his views.

No matter what I become, as long as I'm not dead, it's fine.

"Li Mo."

"Any other questions?"

"You need to learn more about the art of speaking. You will have no friends if you continue like this." Kanagawa Qimeng complained.

Even though Li Mo did not give a direct answer, Kanagawa Qimeng understood what had just happened from Li Mo's concise words.

This was not an illusion. I really turned into that disgusting snail, and the ghost face behind my head almost replaced my entire face.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he came in, tore off the ghost mask, and destroyed the volute bed, and his mind and body slowly recovered.

Kanagawa Qimeng raised her head and saw Li Mo's cloudy and dim eyes, staring at her intently. He didn't make a noise, nor did he rush to ask other questions. He waited patiently for her to fully regain consciousness.

I didn't expect that although he is usually cold, his behavior and subconscious thoughts are quite gentle.

However, in supernatural events, he has to hide the gentle humanity in his heart and control himself with absolute rationality.

When she thought of this, Kanagawa Qimeng's mood became a little happier and her tense mood relaxed a lot.

Very reassuring.

With him around, adventure doesn't seem so scary, but rather exciting.

"call……"

Kanagawa Qimen took a deep breath and adjusted her mentality.

"I saw the haunted house at its very beginning. It was a very clean and tidy house, very spacious. It should be in the hall... but I didn't see any other furniture."

"There were two people talking. They... uh, I forgot their names, but I remember the content. One person told the other to hide, saying it was a game of hide-and-seek. The winner was the one who had to stay hidden until eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"The other person seemed very unhappy. Hmm...how should I put it? He was rather cowardly and timid. I didn't hear the conversation clearly, but I only remember that at the end the other person agreed to the game and said he would hide under the bed."

"After that I lost consciousness and couldn't think straight."

Kanagawa Qimeng told Li Mo everything she saw in her memory.

Li Mo just stood there, silent and thoughtful for a while.

"I already know the situation. The layout of the third floor may be changed. When you go upstairs tomorrow, bring a few unused beds with you."

"Of course, the premise is that we have to survive tonight."

"There's no ghost in the second room anymore, so the knocking ghost's knocking can't threaten us."

After hearing what Li Mo said, Kanagawa Qimeng suddenly realized something and asked hurriedly: "What about the eighth room? Everyone else is in the eighth room. If we don't get rid of the ghost in the room..."

"I know it's not time for them to die yet. I will let at least half of them survive." Li Mo said calmly, "Even if they die, they must die meaningfully and with value. It's not my plan to easily destroy their lives."

No resentment, no hesitation.

It was as if the previous barriers did not exist.

Suddenly, Kanagawa Qimeng felt that Li Mo was a little far away from her, not in terms of distance, but in terms of basic human logic.

Li Mo divided other people's lives into two categories.

If a person is valuable and he is able to do so, he will do his best to ensure the safety of his life;

The other category belongs to the first category of people who have lost their value and are completely out of his consideration.

The meaning of these two sentences is clearly that after he has used them up, he will no longer consider them as members of the Supernatural Department, and it doesn't matter if they die.

Kanagawa Qimeng did not reveal anything. She knew what she should do and say now.

"Then I'll go to the eighth room and continue looking for ghosts."

"No, the benefits are not proportional to the risks. You can't handle thirty-two ghosts."

"The experience just now has shown that candles cannot completely suppress the laws of ghosts, at least not when they are left alone and enter the other world."

"With over thirty-two laws intertwined and overlapping, I don't think you can make it out alive. If you encounter a law that kills you instantly, I won't be able to save you. Please don't treat me like an omnipotent god."

"Furthermore, neither you nor I can convince your companions. They blindly believe the prophecy in the blood newspaper. Under such circumstances, it's obviously unrealistic for you to expect them all to leave the eighth room."

Li Mo's answer undoubtedly poured a bucket of cold water on Kanagawa Qimeng's head.

It's almost as if "There's no hope, let them die" is written right on their faces.

However, Kanagawa Qimeng was not discouraged, because Li Mo had said before that he would try his best to keep the members of the supernatural club alive, so he would definitely come up with a reasonable plan.

Li Mo opened the door and motioned Kanagawa Qimeng to follow him. When he came to the hall, he saw a group of people surrounding the big bed that Li Mo had thrown out and burned to ashes.

"What are you doing? Why did you burn the bed in the room?"

"How many times have I told you not to touch things in this haunted house? Can't you hear me?"

The minister pointed at the burnt bed angrily with an indignant expression.

It was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with Li Mo's self-willed and arbitrary character.

But the next second, a bullet pierced her arm, and fragrant and bright blood spurted out from the wound, accompanied by an extremely shrill scream.

"Ahh-!"

The minister fell to the ground, and the bloody newspaper fell to the ground.

She covered her bullet-pierced arm with her other hand, her face grim.

Strange pistols are different from ordinary pistols. They do not cause much damage to normal people. Only hitting the vital parts can cause death. Other parts of the body will at most cause minor injuries and bleeding.

"..."

Li Mo was silent for a while, and then Kanagawa Qimeng came over.

He glanced at the minister who was lying on the ground with a painful expression and said inexplicably: "Did you miss the target?"

"……No."

"Okay, it looks like it went astray."

Kanagawa Qimeng concluded that Li Mo just wanted to intimidate and did not really want to kill or hurt anyone.

His shooting skills were still as bad as before.

But the effect was quite good. After seeing the gun in Li Mo's hand, everyone showed a look of horror.

Especially when they saw Li Mo shooting at people without hesitation, their fear deepened and they all hid behind each other. No one had the courage to stand up and accuse Li Mo of wrongdoing.

Li Mo walked over and confirmed that the ghost under the bed was in deep silence. He stood up and said coldly to the frightened members of the Supernatural Department: "Move this bed into your room, that's it."

After saying that, Li Mo turned and left, leaving everyone looking at each other and breathing a sigh of relief.

The law-abiding people of North Korea...the Far East had never seen live ammunition, let alone the bullets hitting their companions.

The blood is real, and so are the wailing and pain.

"Beautiful dream!"

The minister suddenly yelled, and Kanagawa Qimeng turned around to find that the other party's eyes were wide open with anger.

Li Mo and she are currently on the same team. People always like to vent their extreme emotions on the weaker side.

"Kanagawa, come back and get down to business."

Li Mo called out.

Kanagawa Qimeng hesitated for two seconds, then turned around and followed Li Mo.

In the eyes of the members of the Supernatural Department, this is tantamount to betrayal.

But words are always pale and powerless. Supernatural events add a chip to too many things that can be explained through communication, making each other suspicious of each other.

People they trust stab them in the back, while hostile strangers try their best to protect them.

Perhaps, only after she and Li Mo have made sacrifices, can everyone communicate calmly.

Li Mo opened the first room and walked in with Kanagawa Qimeng.

Without triggering the "alone" rule, and with the time limit during the day, there were almost no ghosts in the room that could threaten Li Mo.

Li Mo walked to the bed and stared at it for a long time.

Until Kanagawa Yumeng asked: "What should we do?"

Li Mo grabbed the bed and turned it 180 degrees with a little force. The middle of the bed bottom looked a little weird, like a distorted human face.

Other parts are covered with cobwebs and dust, which is consistent with an ancient house that has been accumulated over decades or even hundreds of years.

Li Mo took out a strange pistol and kept the distance at five centimeters to ensure that he would not miss the target this time.

"While the ghosts under the bed are suppressed, beat them all into silence."

This time Li Mo held back, shooting one shot after another until the strange aura under the bed was reduced to a certain level.

Three bullets, three bullets are needed for each bed to achieve the effect Li Mo needs.

There are only twenty rounds in the magazine, and the bullets are replenished very slowly. Li Mo has to keep five rounds in case of emergency at night.

It took three shots to save Kanagawa Yume, one shot to intimidate the supernatural department, and three shots on the bed in the first room, minus five shots as a spare.

There are still eight bullets left, which can only put two beds into silence at most.

This is not good news for Li Mo, because these beds are likely to be used on the third floor.

Li Mo couldn't tell whether one card could guarantee his safety, so he had to prepare a few.

"Go to the third and fourth rooms. Four beds are a little short, but there's no better way."

"You move a bed to the eighth room. Forget it, you can't move it, I'll do it myself."

Li Mo's strange behavior made Kanagawa Qimeng very confused, but out of trust, she chose to believe him. After all, the previous experience was still vivid in her mind.

What he did was definitely justified, but Li Mo thought it was pointless to explain it to him.

The people in the Supernatural Department watched Li Mo waste bullets, then said something to Kanagawa Qimeng, turned around and moved the charred bed to the eighth room.

So they all started whispering in the hall.

"Is this guy possessed by a ghost? Why is he doing such strange things? Qi Meng actually has the guts to follow him around. I wouldn't dare to do that if it were me."

"What do you think, Minister? Maybe he's realized something and wants to take over our room?"

Everyone turned their attention to the minister, whose bullet had just been removed and whose wound was crudely bandaged.

"What can I do? He has a gun in his hand. If you don't want to get shot, stay away from Qi Meng and this weirdo."

"Besides, they probably didn't realize it, otherwise they would have moved luggage instead of beds."

"Just bear with it for now. The room will be a bit crowded with an extra unused bed."

The Supernatural Department was forced to compromise due to Li Mo's hot weapons.

Even though they had no idea what Li Mo was trying to do.