Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Li Mo took the virtual communicator from Shi Yu Qiluo and started studying it on his own, ignoring the live broadcast girl's tantrums.

The live broadcast girl gritted her teeth. Shi Yu Qiluo was her savior, and she couldn't accept that her savior's kindness was being trampled upon while she stood by and did nothing.

Whatever the reason, the angry live streamer turned up the volume on her phone to the maximum.

In an instant, Shigure Qiluo's humble yet sincere confession before her death echoed over and over again, lingering and reverberating in the hall.

Simple words, pure intentions, simple and without any rhetoric mixed in.

She didn't dare to express her feelings, so she said it so tactfully.

But she knew she was going to die, and if she didn't say some things, she would never have the chance to say them again.

That's why there is such a reserved but heartfelt confession.

She just... changed "I like you" to "I'm very happy to meet you" because of her inferiority complex.

But Li Mo was like a wooden man, with no sign of looking back. Not only did he not feel guilty, but he was searching for something on Shi Yu Qiluo's body.

"The notebook is gone, the strange pistol is gone, the thermometer is gone... Have all the strange things been taken away by Kanagawa?"

"There's only one communicator, and I've never used it. Perhaps I can contact Kanagawa through it."

Li Mo murmured softly with an expressionless face.

He seemed to be hiding something, devoting himself to thinking and judging, trying to numb a fact that he could see as soon as he turned around.

Is it self-deception or trying to cover up the truth?

It doesn’t matter…it doesn’t matter…

Until a hoarse roar came from behind: "She saved you! Li Mo!"

Li Mo's body suddenly froze, and the live broadcast girl's expression relaxed. She thought that her shouting had awakened the numb Li Mo.

Unexpectedly, Li Mo turned around, his expression still gloomy and dead, full of indifference and contempt for life.

"so what?"

Li Mo approached the live broadcast girl, and his gloomy face made her feel very depressed.

Instinct made her subconsciously take two steps back. An invisible oppression made her dare not say a word, as if she was not facing a human, but a ghost that could kill people at any time.

"She should have told you that if you want to survive, you should just follow me and obey me."

"But in my opinion, you are not worthy of my protection. I can abandon you at any time."

"She volunteered to die for me. What does it have to do with you or anyone else?"

"This is what she and I had agreed on. Once you make a choice, you have to bear the consequences. Regret is the most useless and cowardly thing to do."

Li Mo's words were without any fluctuation in tone. He recited his lines stiffly and coldly like a machine.

The current situation is already a very good result.

Guiqi did not come, and he was reborn.

But... is it really over like this?

Li Mo side-eyed and glanced at the quiet Shi Yu Qiluo with the corner of his eyes. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he thought of something happy before his death.

"..."

A painless death is what many people who are deeply involved in supernatural events desire.

For those who are contaminated, early death is a relief that is hard to come by.

Li Mo walked to the stairs, but the stairs leading to the next floor did not appear.

Looking around, I found that the ghost bed had disappeared.

This should be related to the restoration of the haunted house.

So he still has to survive the games of "hide and seek" and "statue" tonight?

"I'm stuck in a vicious cycle. I can't survive the third night alone. Someone must help me deal with the knocking ghost."

Li Mo glanced at the live broadcast girl and shook his head.

It's impossible for her. As an ordinary person, she can only help herself avoid triggering the "being left alone" rule.

Time passed minute by minute, and no more sounds came from the third floor. Apart from the live broadcast made some noise from the female broadcaster, there was no other movement.

Chapter 38 Li Mo loses control and strangely recovers (8k)

No matter how many reasons she and the people in the live broadcast room had, Li Mo could only give one sentence.

"Anyone who enters into paranormal events related to the weird must be prepared to sacrifice everything."

"Whether it's her, me, or you."

Without this awareness, one is destined to not go far in the fight against the weirdness.

It's like a rock-paper-scissors game where each round is independent, without any tricks or special moves, and ghosts and humans attack at the same time.

Ghosts cannot lose, and living people cannot win.

If the ghost loses, the game continues; if the living person loses, the game ends.

And the game itself will continue forever until the moment the living lose and die.

At 7:40 in the evening, Li Mo stood outside the ninth room. He only needed to take a step forward to reach a safe area that was beyond the reach of the weird.

However, this safe area is the most dangerous place in the haunted house for it.

Because it is also a ghost and is affected by the laws therein.

While still alive, Li Mo was unable to figure out the secrets here and the sudden hints that appeared in his mind.

Now, with utmost calmness, Li Mo analyzed its patterns by combining everything he had experienced in the haunted house with all the known information.

Time travel is the travel of the soul, it is not accidental, it is intentional.

The hint in my mind is probably one of the puzzle pieces in the notebook, which has the ability to predict the future.

The notebook must be very eager to complete itself, so it breaks the original rules and can give more subtle and dangerous answers.

Because the hint is more than just a pure prediction of the future. Although Li Mo has the ability to break the choice, he cannot bear the consequences of breaking the choice.

Li Mo could have completely ignored the notebook's choice and blazed a new trail on his own; but the prompt in his mind was the only choice among several directions.

Why so few? Because if you choose other options that do not appear, you will lose your future. The roads that do not appear in the prompts are all dead ends.

"You let me go back there, which means you have seen my complete memory."

"Then why do you feel that this is the only way for me to survive, and then feel extremely regretful."

"I don't think I'll regret it. It seems you're wrong. If I can accept my own death, I can naturally accept the death of my companions as well."

Li Mo murmured to the ninth room in a calm tone.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no response from the ninth room.

Despite this, Li Mo was very sure that everything was not accidental.

Allowing the soul to go to another world is not something that a single ghost can do.

There is a ghost behind the door, and some consciousness remains.

"Let me see what you want me to do."

Li Mo stepped into the door again, and this time the chain at the door still did not move.

"Tsk!"

The familiar feeling of detachment made Li Mo unable to hold on for too long, and he quickly withdrew from the area facing the ninth room.

It was a pain that could not be explained by common sense.

Besides, the ghost didn't seem to want to answer his question, otherwise it would have given a hint the moment he entered.

Just when Li Mo thought he had failed and was about to leave, a strange scene suddenly flashed in his mind.

on the screen.

He was walking in a passage that was infinitely wide to the left and right and infinitely far upwards, leading Kanagawa Qimeng and several ordinary people who survived, walking in one direction.

Not the front, because there is no reliable reference to judge by.

The only thing I could see were ghosts, walking beside me like they were in a line, but they didn't attack the living people and just moved forward aimlessly.

Humans and ghosts do not interfere with each other, and walk towards their respective destinations...

In the end, there was only a blurry picture.

In the picture, he arrived safely at the fifth floor...

"Just... so easily?" Li Mo couldn't help but wonder about the authenticity of his memory.

The first three floors still have different floor patterns, but the fourth floor is like playing house. You can pass it as long as you keep moving forward.

Li Mo recalled the memory scene just now. After his rebirth in Taixu Mountain, he would not forget his memories and could remember his past experiences clearly.

But this memory is so hazy that no matter how hard I try to recall it, I can't see it clearly.

"Because it's about the future, I can't remember it clearly." Li Mo concluded.

"It's almost eight o'clock in the evening, and I have to spend the night on the third floor all over again. It's too late to play hide-and-seek. The ghost bed has disappeared, and only the "wooden man" remains."

"My reflexes are good enough for me to handle this game, but if the knocking ghost appears, I will definitely die. So why do I see myself going to the fourth floor in my memory?"

"Is there something wrong with the knocker, or is it just not going to kill me tonight at all?"

Li Mo made a quick judgment, although he didn't know what happened in the haunted house during the time he went to another world.

But he had no choice.

The only vague hope can be placed on the unknown changes of the ghost knocking on the door.

Li Mo took the communicator he had searched from Shi Yu Qiluo. After they parted at Taixu Mountain last time, Shi Yu Qiluo had given him the corresponding one.

A communication that lasts only ten minutes, but can force a connection across many rules.

It is very precious, but unfortunately there are too few of them, only one pair.

It’s gone once you use it up.

His copy should have been taken away by Kanagawa Kimu, but instead, Shigure Kirara's copy fell into his hands.

Really good fortune.

I took out my cell phone and the time showed 7:49.

With eleven minutes left, Li Mo returned to the hall and walked back to Shi Yu Qiluo's body.

There was a trace of blood on the pale lips, bright red.

She greeted her own death with a sad smile, and time froze. If there was no external interference, she might have continued in this state.

Until Guiqi breaks out of the shell, then Shigure Qiluo can be declared truly dead.

On the sofa, Li Mo noticed that the live broadcast girl pointed the camera of her mobile phone at him and tapped her fingers lightly on the screen.

He should be chatting about some ghost topics with the audience in the live broadcast room.

Li Mo also knew why the live broadcast girl was angry, but so what?

Did he do something wrong?

Li Mo asked himself, he handled the weirdness without reservation and even threw his own life behind.

No one has the right to judge or blame himself.

Because he was actually bleeding.

The departure of a companion is not an uncommon thing. No matter how unacceptable the person is, in the end he or she can only give up and accept reality.

Not all endings are as happy and perfect as in fairy tales.

"..."

In a trance, Li Mo suddenly remembered his conversation with Cecilia.

Knowing that the story is a tragedy, would you still want to continue reading?

At that time, Li Mo's answer was that he could accept it and was willing to do it.