Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Haah...haah..."

Li Mo was breathing heavily, and sweat wet his bangs. Li Mo looked around and found that he was still in the bedroom on the fifth floor.

"Brother, did you have a nightmare?"

Xier tilted her head and asked curiously while sitting on his lap.

"Dream?" Li Mo was stunned.

I quickly looked towards the wall, but there were no candles there.

The hints in my mind, the night on the fourth floor, and the familiar people who turned into ghosts... were they all dreams?

Li Mo covered his head and shook it in pain.

"Did I fall asleep just now?" Li Mo asked.

"Well, my brother was telling me a story, and he fell asleep while he was telling it. Xier was afraid that she would wake her brother up, so she didn't move." Xier told everything.

"How long have I slept?"

"I'm not sure, maybe half an hour. If brother wants to sleep, Xier will go back to her room first."

After saying that, Xier gently fell from Li Mo to the ground without hurting Li Mo.

"Wait!" Li Mo called Xier, "Tonight...sleep in my room...uh, my bed is big and soft...Pah, what am I talking about? Huh...I mean, if you go back now, you might wake up Bronya, so why not just sleep here with me tonight."

I must never let Xier leave.

Regardless of whether the nightmare is real or not, Li Mo cannot gamble with the lives of the children.

"Is it okay? Can Xier really sleep with her brother?" Xier looked at Li Mo cautiously, staring at him with a pair of big, clear blue eyes, looking over timidly, with a hint of expectation and a hint of pitiful fear of being rejected.

"Uh……"

Li Mo just wanted to keep Xier and didn't think too much about it.

After thinking for a while, Li Mo coughed twice and said, "I'll sleep in the wheelchair, and you sleep in the bed alone."

"Hmm..." Xier was a little disappointed and drooped her head.

"You go to bed and I'll turn off the lights."

After saying that, Li Mo turned on his phone and prepared to turn off the bedroom light.

Unexpectedly, Xier reacted violently. With a trembling voice, she hurriedly called out, "Wait, wait! Brother... I'm afraid of the dark, can you please not turn off the lights..."

Li Mo hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, then don't turn off the lights. You go to sleep."

"Well, then... could you please turn around..."

"why?"

"Xi'er is used to taking off her clothes to sleep."

"..."

Li Mo turned his back silently. He didn't expect Xier to sleep without wearing pajamas. It was really a strange habit.

Xier slowly took off her thick and warm pajamas, then her lower body.

"Hmmmm..."

Xier tried so hard that she couldn't help but let out a light moan.

Li Mo closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath. People can't do that, or at least shouldn't.

Just kidding, Li Mo didn't have the leisure to think about the charming scene of Xier taking off her clothes behind him. He cared more about that "nightmare".

No wonder he didn't notice many details, many things happened quite quickly and without any logic.

The reality of the dream lacks too many transitional events.

Not to mention that he was able to fall asleep soundly on the fourth floor, Xier had grown up inexplicably, and even when he pointed the gun at her, Xier had grown into a graceful young lady.

She is pretty, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs. It is hard to imagine that this little thing will become so big...

No, no, what am I thinking?

and many more?

Li Mo was a little confused. It seemed that he could directly apply the description of the princess in the fairy tale to Daxier?

No, no, no, why are we talking about women again?

Li Mo, ah Li Mo, why is your brain full of garbage paint?

After calming down, Li Mo began to think about whether everything that happened in the dream corresponded to a strange source.

Those ghosts...

Li Mo felt a little heavy-hearted. In his dream, he killed the child next to him, even though he had no choice.

That feeling was so real that it didn't seem like a dream.

The first ghost he saw was Xier's classmate. Li Mo recognized the girl; she was Xier's second deskmate.

The second wave of ghosts are the junior high school students in the orphanage.

The third wave of ghosts are all the familiar people on the way to school.

Then, the fourth ghost... was himself.

Li Mo casually reached into his pocket and felt something sticky and wrinkled with his fingers.

The bloody newspaper was in his pocket.

"..."

Xier...how can I not doubt you?

Li Mo was in a very difficult situation. Various signs indicated that Xier would kill everyone when she grew up. Li Mo could not deceive himself. Countless facts were in front of him, pointing to Xier.

"Brother, it's done..."

Xier looked at Li Mo delicately, her exposed shoulders were pink and white, shining faintly under the light.

"Xier, can I ask you a question before you go to bed?"

"Well, Xier will answer every question from her brother seriously."

"do you hate me?"

"..."

"I don't want to hear lies, just tell me the truth."

"...Brother, why do you think so?"

Xier's tone of voice was somewhat urgent, and she seemed very anxious to know why Li Mo asked this question.

Li Mo very calmly blamed the nightmare: "I had a nightmare. Many people appeared in the dream. Your deskmate, Xing, Bronya, your teacher, and the people you talked to on the way to school."

"They've become weird and all want to kill you."

Li Mo said this while observing Xier's reaction.

After hearing Li Mo tell the content of his dream, Xier's eyes were obviously stunned for a moment, and her shoulders were retracted into the quilt to cover her body.

"Brother...how did you treat Xier in your dream?" Xier didn't dare to look at Li Mo, and her voice was low.

Li Mo curled the corner of his mouth, walked to the bedside, stretched out his hand and pinched Xier's cute little face.

Cool and soft.

"I'll knock them all to the ground, then punish everyone by making them take a hundred moral exams. And then I'll go home with you, just like the ending of the fairy tale I told you tonight, and we'll live a happy and wonderful life."

Chapter 54: Teaching Xier to Go Crazy Online

"Don't worry, dreams are just dreams after all. We live in reality, don't we?"

Li Mo comforted Xier.

"It's already late. If you don't go to bed now, you'll fall asleep in class tomorrow."

"Well, Xier will go to sleep first. Good night, brother."

"Good night, Xi'er."

Under Li Mo's care, Xier closed her eyes.

Li Mo turned his back, took out the bloody newspaper from his arms, and his eyes were fierce.

He really wanted to ask why the bloody newspaper had followed him, but it was better not to leave Xier for now, lest the house change again and the dream reappear.

Through the brief experience in the dream, it was discovered that the first room to be contaminated was the ninth room, which was his room. The source of the weirdness that led to the birth of the haunted house was most likely in this room.

Excluding myself as an ordinary person, the person who will stay here the longest is probably...

Li Mo glanced at Xier. Her peaceful sleeping face was like a beautiful butterfly, landing on the petals and crawling on them, motionless.

His lips were slightly parted, and a faint, even breath came out of his small nostrils.

"..."

Li Mo was silent. The clues in his mind seemed to have disappeared. The only means he could use to explore the truth was the blood-stained newspaper that appeared out of nowhere.

Li Mo operated the wheelchair and slid it to the window, as far away from Xier as possible.

After making sure they were far enough away, Li Mo stared at the bloody newspaper and asked quietly, "Why are you here?"

To save you.

"Rescue me? How dare you, a weird creature like you, say that?" Li Mo said disdainfully, "You've said you'd rescue many people, but you killed them. This time you said you wouldn't lie on the first night, but in my opinion, every word you said sounded like a lie."

The bloody newspaper did not respond and fell into silent silence.

The bloodstains on the newspaper seemed to have faded a lot.

and many more……

The words appearing on the blood-stained newspaper are made of fresh blood. Although the amount of blood is very small and cannot fully reflect the surrounding environment, it can still easily reflect the outline.

In the brightly lit room, Li Mo could see the reflection of the ceiling light in his blood.

Like a bright spotlight, the light continued to radiate in the blood, and the center was extremely dazzling.

But the light suddenly dimmed, as if it was blocked by something.

Li Mo didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that the blood on the newspaper was about to dry up, so he asked a second question: "Is that dream real?"

Li Mo deliberately lowered his voice, and even he himself could not hear what he was saying.

Fortunately, the judgment of strange things is very efficient, and the subtle sound does not affect the blood newspaper after listening to Li Mo's conversation.

The same goes for ghosts.

Their hearing is far superior to that of ordinary people...

"Ok?"

The blood newspaper answers every question, but the speed and neatness of the content appearing sometimes vary, like now.

The words that emerged were quite distorted, twisted and wiggling like earthworms. Li Mo squinted his eyes and observed them carefully.

[Both.]

"Both?"

Li Mo stood there in a daze. He clearly just wanted to ask about the dream just now. Could it be that there was more than one?

Suddenly, Li Mo noticed that the blood was receding rapidly. In the last second, a human figure was reflected and new content emerged.

【Look back.】

The light on the ceiling was completely blocked out. Li Mo felt a chill down his spine and turned around quickly, only to see Xier sitting upright, motionless like a wooden man.

"Xier? Did I wake you up?" Li Mo calmly put the bloody newspaper back into his pocket.

When Li Mo made a move, Xier shook her head and said, "I had a nightmare, but I can't remember it."

"Nightmare? Did you encounter troubles at school?" Li Mo controlled the wheelchair back to the bed and put his hand on Xier's head.

Warm.

Not a ghost.