Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

When they met again, Kanagawa Qimeng's complexion had obviously improved a lot, and she finally woke up from the blackout.

"What happened last night? We..."

"I was attacked by a ghost, but I didn't die, that's all."

Li Mo didn't want to discuss this topic too much. Kanagawa Qimeng saw what Li Mo was thinking and sighed.

"Just as you guessed, I did have a dream again last night."

"I dreamed of another me. I can't remember where it was. It seemed like a haunted house, but it also seemed not to be."

"In the dream, she looked at me calmly. When I stopped moving, she started running off into the distance. When I followed her, she suddenly stopped."

Li Mo asked, "Did she say anything to you?"

Kanagawa Qimeng thought for a while and nodded, "Yes."

"I first asked her why she ran away, but she didn't answer the question, but asked me -"

"Deep down in my heart, what I fear most."

"I said it was a ghost."

"She shook her head and said no, it was something else that I would never see but was right in front of me."

"Then I dreamed of that group of disgusting ghosts again. They were all like idiots. They didn't listen to my explanation at all and rushed towards me without giving any explanation. They kept shouting that I deserved to die and that I was guilty. It seemed like they were here to seek revenge on me."

"That's ridiculous! I don't even know them. Even if I want revenge, I shouldn't target innocent people, right?"

"You don't know how cruel those ghosts are. They..."

Kanagawa Qimeng was a little angry, and angrily accused Li Mo of the evil deeds of the ghosts: tearing off limbs, gnawing on flesh, cutting open the belly, and crushing organs...

After listening to this, Li Mo did not tell what happened last night.

But I had already made up my mind.

The ghosts in the dream and the ghosts that suddenly appeared around the haunted bed together with the knocking ghosts are the same guys.

Kanagawa Yomu did not mention the Knocking Ghost, which shows that the Knocking Ghost is special in some sense and has a deeper secret.

That group of ghosts who kept torturing Kanagawa Qimeng like wronged souls.

Is it from reality into dream, or from dream into reality?

"Li Mo, you seem to have changed a bit? Is it because of the ghost inside you?"

Kanagawa Qimeng asked with some concern.

Li Mo's condition was very wrong. Although he had always had a cold poker face and a gloomy expression, he was still very calm.

But at least he looks alive.

And now, with Li Mo's eyes closed, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is a corpse that has been dead for a long time.

The exposed neck showed very obvious corpse spots, and the body skin turned into a dull bluish-gray color.

A strong and pungent smell of corpse emanated from his whole body.

"You should go wake up your companions. I have some things to take care of on the second floor. Once you're done, go to the third floor immediately."

Li Mo didn't care about what Kanagawa Qimeng said.

He was about to die, so naturally he didn't care about any bad changes in himself.

If you can't come back alive, it's meaningless even if you are in good health.

"Squeak-"

Li Mo opened the door of the eighth room. The candle in the room was intact but not burning.

This is inevitable. Even if the candles are lit, if there is no silent ghost bed to serve as a hiding place and the ghost in the room cannot be driven out, the ending will not change much.

Li Mo lifted up the ghost bed, took a look at it, and found that it was still usable.

The candle was extinguished early, resulting in the ghost bed's regularity not being consumed too much.

However, it was also expected. If the ghost bed could not protect the living after the candle was extinguished, Li Mo would not risk doing such a thing.

Everything is as planned.

First, place the ghost bed in the eighth room and let the people from the supernatural department test whether the ghost bed can protect the living on its own.

After verification, let Kanagawa Qimeng fall into a deep sleep to obtain more information.

When they are in the "alone" state, they will enter the inner world. The ghost bed that can protect living people without the help of candles is the means for Li Mo and Kanagawa Qimeng to survive in the inner world.

If the ghost had not come back after knocking on the door, causing the ghost's behavior to become distorted, everything would have gone very smoothly.

You don't have to waste time restarting.

But the reality is not as smooth as imagined. Accidents happen. Fortunately, the result is not too bad and is within the acceptable range for Li Mo.

"There are still eleven people alive, that's enough." Li Mo said coldly.

At this time, under the bed, the members of the Supernatural Department hugged each other one by one, trying to gain more sense of security from each other.

His eyes were swollen and red, as if he had been crying.

The dark circles are not very obvious. It is indeed not easy to get dark circles when staying up late for the first time.

"Yes, it's you?"

The minister stood up with difficulty, his voice hoarse, and looked at Li Mo with fear and excitement.

"How did you become like this?!"

The minister covered his nose and subconsciously took a few steps back.

The other members retreated further and hid behind the minister.

"It has nothing to do with you." Li Mo's attitude towards unimportant people remained the same as always, and his answer was very perfunctory.

"Where is Qimeng? Why is Qimeng not with you? What did you do to her?" The minister clenched his fists, bit his lips and asked loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kanagawa Qimeng walked in from the door, "I'm here, don't worry, I'm still alive and well."

After talking about her own situation, Kanagawa Qimeng shifted the focus of the conversation to Li Mo.

"Minister, you should understand now that the bloody newspaper in your hand can't save you at all. It's deceiving you."

"He... uh, let's call him Mingyue. He specializes in dealing with supernatural events."

"If he hadn't moved the treated ghost bed to your room last night and asked me to remind you, you would have been killed by ghosts long ago."

Kanagawa Qimeng didn't tell anyone Li Mo's real name. Li Mo didn't tell her his real name at first. There must be some reason. Kanagawa Qimeng is not stupid, so she naturally wouldn't tell anyone his real name to avoid stepping on a landmine.

The members of the Supernatural Department survived the disaster and looked at each other and lowered their heads.

The more you looked down on others yesterday, the more you have to lower your posture today.

Suddenly, a member knelt on the ground, placed his hands on the ground, lowered his head to the back of his hands, and shouted to Li Mo in a loud voice:

"I'm sorry, I was wrong yesterday. Please forgive my stupidity. I want to live. Save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, others wanted to follow suit. No one wanted to miss the only chance to admit their mistakes and curry favor with the powerful.

Kanagawa Kimu wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she said nothing.

Li Mo doesn't care about these things, and Kanagawa Qimeng knows very well that this person doesn't care at all.

Li Mo didn't say anything. He looked at these people coldly, without a trace of pity in his heart.

He would not easily promise to take them out because he was not sure he could do it.

Without waiting for more people from the Far East to display the spirit of the kneeling craftsman, Li Mo turned and left the room.

He only said to Kanagawa Qimeng: "Bring the bloody newspaper here."

Chapter 19: Hide and Seek and the Statue (6k)

Li Mo walked back to the hall and looked at the pictures on the wall.

As he expected, the picture changed slightly, becoming more vivid, and the figures inside gradually became clearer.

And this is exactly what happens when someone is killed by a bloody newspaper.

Through information asymmetry, it deceives living people into acting according to its rules and uses souls as paint to complete its picture.

But Li Mo had already seen the clues.

"There's no dust. This is the true nature of the blood-stained newspaper."

Li Mo took down a picture. It showed a dilapidated old house with shadows and blurred outlines everywhere.

The painting is exquisite and lifelike, with a unique style of a master painter.

Not surprisingly, the bloody newspaper would also try to trick him into completing something.

"Perhaps I can use this tactic against it and extract some information from its response."

Li Mo hung the picture back and waited quietly for Kanagawa Qimeng to bring the blood-stained newspaper to him.

Dealing with the members of the Psychic Club is not his forte. Li Mo is not familiar with them, so it would be more appropriate to let Kanagawa Qimeng do it.

Li Mo waited for a while before Kanagawa Qimeng walked out of the room.

It seems that he explained the reason to the people in the supernatural department.

Li Mo didn't care how Kanagawa Qimeng explained to them, as long as the goal was achieved, it was enough.

"We've got the bloody newspaper. The minister and the others realized it was trying to kill them, so they're willing to hand it over to you."

"Well, you all stay in the room. I'm going to talk to the bloody newspaper alone for a while. No one is allowed to come out without my permission."

After handing over the blood-stained newspaper, Kanagawa Qimeng quickly returned to the eighth room to calm the uneasy hearts of the members of the supernatural department.

After all, we are classmates. We will see each other every day when we return to campus. It would be nice to create a mysterious and prophetic image for yourself.

The moment Li Mo got the blood-stained newspaper, there was no sign and Li Mo did not ask any questions. The words "Shenzhou" naturally appeared on the blood-stained newspaper.

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

The number five hundred years is very special, at least for Li Mo.

The former civilization's Mo let Cang Xuan Dan Zhu and Xiao Yun drink his blood, so as to achieve immortality and eternal beauty.

But at around five hundred years old, they all refused to accept the gift of immortality and voluntarily died in front of Li Mo.

As the pollution in his body deepens and he becomes infinitely closer to becoming a ghost, Li Mo's flesh and blood will gain a certain degree of immortality when eaten by living people.

No, immortality is not enough to represent it, the correct term should be immortality.

Even people who have just died can be rescued in time.

Mo is like this, but Li Mo has not tried it yet. Once the accumulation of deaths is eliminated, his reason will warn him——

That bottom line must not be crossed in any case.

Li Mo has reasons not to conduct human experiments, even if the subjects are willing.

"Interesting, you seem to have glimpsed some of my memories again."

"The first time, you seemed to only have my memories from the Eigenworld, but now, you seem to be seeing my memories from the pre-civilization era."

“But have you really finished reading it?”

"For example, why didn't Hua attend that wedding?"

【…】

The blood-stained newspaper was silent for a while, and when Li Mo caught this brief silence, he had the idea of silencing the blood-stained newspaper immediately.

The rule of the blood newspaper from the beginning was to answer every question and answer quickly.

When it starts to think, it means that it is not omniscient and omnipotent, but it can lie and has a certain degree of intelligence.

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

[Five hundred years later, your memory begins to become disordered. You have forgotten the original appearance of many things: time, place, people, events, and the overall environment... All your memories are mixed together, becoming unrecognizable. Even their names are mixed up, and you can no longer tell who they are or what your name is.]

Your emotions begin to spiral out of control, sometimes cold, sometimes violent. You're sent to a regular mental hospital, where there are both normal and mentally ill people, but no one wants to be around you. As time goes by, your instincts begin to become chaotic, and you lose control of yourself more and more.

What are you recording in your diary?

Everyone you knew has left you, and you are the last one left. But you know you can't die yet.