Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Is it controlling my body?

Faced with the sudden abnormality, Li Mo quickly analyzed it and soon noticed the clues.

His current death state is one, and "Usurpation" requires three death states to be used.

In other words, the judgment of using "Usurpation" does not depend on the external body, but on the user's state.

"This should be the second time we've met. If you really think carefully, you should be able to figure out who I am."

"..." Li Mo was silent for two seconds and then slowly said: "You are the ghost knocking on the door."

"Yes, and you too. Knocking on the door is just a habit. Habits in life may become regularities after death. It is just the most superficial form of regularity. According to your definition, you should call me Weird. I am the fallen you."

Li Mo immediately retorted: "Impossible, it's impossible to maintain the sanity of a living person after falling."

"That's true, because distorted human nature can affect absolutely objective laws, but if we only have pure laws within us, we can remain absolutely clear-headed."

"But everything has its premise. Even a trace of humanity will become distorted over time and eventually corrupted."

"Unfortunately, I didn't reach the ultimate."

Li Mo: "Did you make this world like this?"

"This is what's bound to happen."

"It must... happen?" Li Mo repeated in a low voice.

"When the world is interrupted by unknown laws, history no longer develops along a linear timeline. Everything we do in the future will create the past, just like quantum entanglement in quantum mechanics. Even if two particles are not in the same place, the same universe, or the same space-time, if one particle changes, the other will change instantly. The two changes occur at the exact same time, without the slightest difference. You can also think of it as cause and effect."

"The same is true of this world. From the moment we arrived, its end was destined to be destruction. Everyone will die."

"There's only one way to change this. To maintain the beauty and peace of the surface world, we have and can only enter the haunted house on October 14th and kill Seele on her birthday, October 18th."

"Only then will the tragedy come to an end, and the source of the strangeness will be forever silenced."

"Why do you know this?" Li Mo asked tentatively.

All he got was a cold sneer: "Have you reached this point of stupidity? You've forgotten such crucial information as the fact that when a human and a ghost's consciousness intertwine, they can see into each other's memories."

"Remember the first dream we fell into? That wasn't a dream; it was something that really happened in this world."

Li Mo was stunned. "It means when Xier was twelve years old, I sent the children to school and then..."

"No, you think the inner world is a dream, but in fact, the outer world is."

"The other world is nothing but a cycle of tragedy after tragedy."

"Whether you believe me or not, we need to recall your first experience of falling into Lao's dream."

"Do you remember? The memory of dying. In fact, we were supposed to walk out amidst the smoke of gunfire. Many people chose to hide in the basement, and we were one of them."

"There's no doubt that after the bombardment, the enemy went there and brutally killed everyone there."

"We are lucky, or perhaps it is fate that makes us choose to move forward."

"I kept moving forward on the snow, never thinking of turning back. The wind and snow would cover all my footprints. If I wanted to survive, I had to move forward."

"It seems as if my fate was sealed from the start, dealing with all sorts of bizarre and grotesque things. Stopping means death, and slowing down only delays the onset of death."

"You chose to escape, but in the end you're back where you started. The knife that pierced your wound was the only thing that prevented you from bleeding to death."

"The thing that's meant to kill you is the only thing that keeps you alive."

"So, there's only one thing we have to do now—find her and kill her."

The three students on the roof were stunned. They looked at Li Mo standing in the fog, motionless, talking to himself.

His expression was sometimes calm, sometimes wavering.

Although I couldn't hear what Li Mo was saying, I could still feel a sense of disharmony.

"Indeed, you're right. Connecting all the clues, the outer world is more like a dream. The inner world is nothing more than a cycle of tragedy. The former is the result, the latter is the ever-changing cause."

"This is a horrible hell filled with endless pain. No matter how hard I try, I'm just desperately striving for a false happiness. Everything will return to square one, just like the beginning. Regardless of whether I succeed or not, the process is in vain, the ending is in vain, the salvation is in vain... Everything is in vain. I can't save her, nor can I save this already destroyed world."

"It's a horrible truth."

Li Mo took a step forward, and the ghost behind him also took a step forward.

"I once heard a story about a hero whose body turned to glittering dust and scattered across the land. People erected a huge monument, which weathered the wind and sun."

"The sea breeze and flying birds would occasionally rest on his arms, overlooking the entire kingdom and the heroes who were still on their way."

"I know that the present state of the universe can be considered the result of its past and the cause of its future. Laplace's demon knows at a given moment all the forces that move nature and the positions of all its constituent objects. If this data could be analyzed, the motion of everything from the largest objects to the smallest particles in the universe would be contained in a single formula. Nothing is ambiguous to Laplace's demon, and the future appears to it as the past does."

"I know that the essence of happiness and joy is actually a scam involving dopamine, endorphins, and ethylamine."

"I know I will die one day. Unlike before, my brain has become dull and slow, my behavior has become monotonous and rigid. Everyone and everything around me gradually reveals a dull and scarce side. I have lost. I have lost the emotions of the living, which were my last weapon."

Li Mo walked forward step by step, heading straight towards the haunted house.

There was no one around him, only the undead following him all the time, like the children he once lived with, looking forward to seeing Li Mo bring better things.

Or a piece of cake or a new dress.

Or maybe it's a tomorrow, an ending.

He spoke to the air in front of him, which was nothing.

But he is a real, living person who exists in cognition.

"I am just a mortal being, who will contemplate the void but will never be trapped in it."

"you are wrong."

"I will own nothing, I can't keep anything, I don't need to prove anything, and there is nothing I must do."

“All I can do is keep trying, gaining, feeling, and then letting go and losing.”

"Everyone is like this."

Li Mo came to the door of the haunted house, took a deep breath, put one hand on the door of the manor, tore it off with force and threw it behind him.

"I have someone I like."

“There are people who like me.”

"Before I die, I just need to be myself. No one can control my free will."

"I can't do it myself."

"I just want everything to develop the way I want it to."

"As long as I believe this, then everything makes sense."

Li Mo kicked open the door of the haunted house.

Such barbaric and brutal things are very dangerous in supernatural events. Destroying strange things at will will only attract attention and backlash.

Li Mo has always been cautious and would never do such a rash move.

Besides the fact that he was sure these were not strange things, there was another reason.

Like a skinny young boy picking up pebbles from the ground and throwing them at an invincible beast.

The pebbles won't do any harm.

But the boy's actions carry considerable weight, a sign of determination.

Li Mo calmly scanned the first floor. The ceiling was covered with spider webs, and countless small spiders were hanging on the spider webs, staring at the foreign "guests" with their scarlet eyes.

Li Mo knew very well that these external things were just manifestations, and the real enemy was lurking in the shadows.

The haunted house must have killed many people. From the mouth of the junior high school student, we learned that the pollution has already spread to the whole world.

This is one of those cycles.

If the future could really change the past, then there would still be hope.

Li Mo merged into the black fog, emptying his body and mind.

He could vaguely feel that he was connected to the black fog, and his consciousness was connected bit by bit. Not long after, Li Mo opened his eyes again and was able to control the wronged souls in the black fog.

Although he didn't know why.

He became a knocking ghost, and the voice of another self in his mind disappeared without a trace, as if... it had never been born.

From beginning to end, he was the only one doing everything.

"This should be our third fight. Unfortunately, I have no intention of fighting you."

Li Mo connected to the black fog and first walked to the stairs.

Sure enough, the stairs were still there. As the owner of the haunted house, his behavior was normal.

Ghosts on different floors of the haunted house cannot go to other floors, but there is only one exception, and that is the knocking ghost.

The knocking ghost knocked on the door of the second floor on the first night, and then returned to knock on the door of the first floor.

By replacing the knocker ghost, you can go up and down the stairs at will without being restricted by the rules of Five Nights at a Haunted Mansion.

Ignoring the humanoid spider in the shadows, Li Mo went up to the second floor and came to the door of the first room on the second floor.

He raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Li Mo did not wave actively. When he raised his hand and approached the door, his hand knocked unconsciously.

Three times, proving there are three ghosts inside.

Xier should not have completely fallen into a ghost now, and she will definitely hide in a room without ghosts, so you just need to see which room you haven't knocked on.

Li Mo arrived in front of the second room and exclaimed, "Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a ghost inside.

Unfortunately, all the rooms on the second floor were haunted, and Li Mo did not knock on the door of the ninth room.

There was an elevator, but he couldn't get close.

Afterwards, Li Mo went to the first floor and knocked on the door as usual.

All the rooms on the first floor were still haunted, so Li Mo went to the third floor.

Seele and Bronya originally lived in a room on the third floor, but later Seele would always go to his room on the fifth floor to sleep while Bronya was asleep.

If the third floor cannot be found, Li Mo will have to consider how to reach the fifth floor.

The fourth floor is the soul-crossing passage, separating the third and fifth floors.

As the knocks on the door continued, Li Mo's face turned very bad.

"..."

"She's on the fifth floor, in the room that was lit when I left."

Although he had expected it, Li Mo still couldn't help but be stunned.

The fourth floor is a place that living people cannot pass through, so can he pass through now that he is dressed as a knocking ghost?

"Give it a try."

Chapter 62 Even Bad Kids (5k)

Li Mo did not hesitate and went up the stairs to the fourth floor, but what he saw was not the soul-crossing passage.

Perhaps it’s because the haunted house hasn’t completely transformed, or perhaps it’s because he’s taking on the identity of the knocking ghost, and his perspective is different from that of the living.

In Li Mo's eyes, the fourth floor of the haunted house is not much different from the fourth floor of the outside world.

A silent painting hung quietly on the wall. It was filled with haunted houses from different reincarnations and the fates of the people who lived within them...

Li Mo finally understood why he felt there were so many blurry figures in the pictures on the fourth floor.

Now, the shadowy outlines have become concrete, and through the window lattices of the haunted house in the picture, you can even see the appearance of the ghost inside.

Li Mo looked back and compared the pictures. It was the same group of people.

The picture kept evolving, until finally only silence and desolation remained.

Yes.

In the reincarnation corresponding to the picture, there are no survivors.

Before the final curtain call, lights on the first, second, third and even fourth floors were lit.