Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Fireflies?... I didn't expect there would be these glowing insects in the woods on the hill behind the school."

“I don’t remember it before.”

Li Mo shook his head. His eyes were not sensitive to light, so it didn't matter whether there was light or not.

But if the light shines on a person, it will be different. His eyes will instantly focus on that person, staring at her intently, and will never move away.

Unless there is a law of higher completeness to offset it.

Li Mo clenched the strange pistol and walked forward on the dark path in the forest, but did not find anything strange on the way.

When we were preparing to move the inspection location, we heard strange movements in the bushes nearby.

Half a meter high grass can block many things, including people crawling on the ground.

"I don't have any mood changes, I can't trigger patterns, I just shoot when I see someone."

Li Mo walked into the grass fearlessly, his cloudy eyes looking around, searching for any strange traces.

Suddenly, a pair of warm hands reached out from behind her, and she rested her cheek on his back, looking like she was acting coquettishly.

A heavy crimson sword was deeply inserted into the soil, and mottled sparks spread instantly. However, under the girl's control, it was still unable to ignite the pile of overgrown weeds.

Li Mo saw——

Silver-white gauntlets and a red and white flame cloak.

"Amo...you seem to have lost a lot of weight."

"Ah."

Li Mo turned around, slowly raised his hand, and aimed the crosshairs of the gun at Kiana.

"Amo?"

Kiana stood there in a daze, very confused by Li Mo's behavior.

Gradually, Li Mo lowered his eyes and was unable to pull the trigger, even though he tried hard to convince himself that the person in front of him was a firefly transformed by an imaginary ghost.

Unexpectedly, Kiana took the initiative to cancel the state of the Herrscher of Fire, and the fire behind her was extinguished like a burnt-out spark, just like the fireflies crushed to death by Li Mo, losing their vitality and their light disappeared.

Kiana took the initiative to hold Li Mo's hands and put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead.

Guilt-filled confession: "If it makes you feel better, shoot me."

Now it was Li Mo's turn to be confused. He looked at the extremely sincere Firefly, his mind in a mess.

Is the phantom ghost suicidal, or is suicide a ritual?

Is it possible...

Li Mo pondered for a moment and roughly figured out the rules of fantasy ghosts.

The fantasy ghost is likely to completely copy the other person's emotions during the transformation stage.

After transforming into Kiana during her Herrscher period, the fantasy demon was assimilated and had both demon and human memories, so she chose to sacrifice herself.

Don't understand, don't understand.

"I can't open it." Li Mo answered truthfully.

The next second, slender and tender fingers pressed against Li Mo's fingers and pulled the trigger hard.

A loud gunshot rang out in the grass, and a bullet hole appeared on Firefly's forehead. He fell to the ground lifeless.

Surprisingly, the blue flame did not appear.

It was as if the dead person in front of him was not a weird person, but a living person.

"Hmm..." Li Mo's head seemed to be torn apart, and he quickly turned around and stopped looking at the corpse on the ground.

The thermometer cannot detect the breath of the fantasy ghost, and the underworld fire also determines that it is not weird.

It's strange that this information is not recorded by everyone.

However, this ghost seems to be very difficult to kill, because the people it transforms into are the people with whom it has the deepest feelings in its memory. The other party is even willing to die for itself, not to mention hurting itself.

"Strange ghost." Li Mo made the comment and immediately left the scene.

In order to verify an idea, Li Mo came to the infirmary.

"Hey? Ah Mo, you're here! Look, I got 61 points on the test, I passed!"

Kiana proudly took out a test paper with most of the points deducted.

"Hehe, the infirmary is still empty like before. Oh, it's night time now, haha... During the simulation training, I kicked the armored dummy to pieces. Impressive, right?"

Kiana in the infirmary had two braids, a bright smile, and a lively voice.

He lay restlessly in bed, with one of his legs wrapped in plaster and hanging in the air.

There were also injuries of varying degrees on his face, hands, and other leg.

"Yeah, very powerful." Li Mo walked over, skillfully took out the medicine from the cabinet, then sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully wiped Kiana's wound.

It has been a long time since I last cleaned Kiana's wound.

At that time, either he or Kiana was injured. The two of them were frequent visitors to the infirmary, so Li Mo learned some medical skills by himself.

The medicines are still the same medicines, the equipment has not changed, and they are still as easy to use.

It was a noisy night outside the window, but the room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of someone wiping the wound.

Apply the medicine on the cotton swab and roll it repeatedly on the wound.

Li Mo used very light force, but despite this, Kiana couldn't help showing a painful expression.

Her body didn't seem strange or have the ability to heal, her skin was healthy, and the blood flowing from her wounds was fresh.

"You can scream if it hurts."

"No, no, I'm... Kiana Kaslana! This injury is nothing."

Li Mo continued to carefully treat and bandage the wound.

He took out a few boxes of medicine from the cabinet, opened them on the bedside table, stood up and walked to the water dispenser to get some warm water.

"Take medicine."

"No, the water might be too hot. Try it first."

Kiana laughed playfully, her eyes curved, and she supported her head with her relatively healthy right hand, looking at Li Mo with anticipation.

"it is good."

Li Mo agreed, brought the cup to his lips and took a sip.

"It's a bit cold, I'll get some hot water."

Li Mo came to a conclusion and was about to go back to get some hot water when Qiana pulled his sleeve.

Kiana stuffed all the pills into her mouth, muttered, and kept poking her bulging cheeks with her fingers. Then she tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and shouted loudly: "Ah——"

Signaled Li Mo to feed it.

Li Mo was silent. He brought the cup to Kiana's mouth and poured the cold water into her mouth bit by bit.

The water in the glass was half drunk.

Kiana swallowed all the pills in her mouth and collapsed on the bed.

"Hmm! It's tough, but there's nothing I can do about it. If I don't get better today, I won't be able to train tomorrow."

"Ah."

"Amo."

"Ah."

"Will I have a tomorrow?"

Kiana suddenly asked, staring at Li Mo with her clear eyes. The answer seemed to have been hidden in her calm eyes for a long time, self-evident.

"Kiana will have a tomorrow." Li Mo answered calmly as always.

Because the Kiana in front of him was not complete, and...

She is just a product derived from a fantasy ghost. Apart from having all the memories and emotions, she is not the white-haired ball that Li Mo is familiar with and has been with him for more than ten years.

Kiana looked a little lost, with her head down and her hands on the bed, acting particularly quiet.

"I understand. Kiana must have a tomorrow, but I don't, because I'm a ghost. No, not even a ghost, I'm just a product of the rules."

"Yeah." Li Mo answered woodenly. He couldn't remember how many times he said "Yeah" today. Like a machine, he responded stiffly to every question from Kiana.

"I'm a little... disappointed."

Kiana smiled bitterly, rubbing the fingers of both hands back and forth, and then wrapped them around her long hair, circling it again and again.

"Yeah." Unable to control his instinct, Li Mo walked forward and reached out to rub her head.

Kiana was slightly stunned, and actually began to enjoy it. She lowered her head to make it easier for Li Mo to rub her, and a kitten-like purring sound came from her throat.

Kiana: "Amo, I like you so much."

Li Mo: "I know."

Kiana: "Although I know this feeling doesn't belong to me, and my existence itself has nothing to do with you, I still can't control that feeling."

"As long as you're by my side, I feel like I can do anything!"

"Yeah." Li Mo responded calmly.

Kiana put her hand on Li Mo's hand and excitedly talked about the past memories, enjoying it very much.

Like a little girl seeing fireworks for the first time, she danced with joy and kept saying “wow wow wow”, expressing her admiration for the gorgeous beauty of the fireworks, even though it only lasted for a moment.

More beauty exists in memory. Feelings tell people that the past was beautiful. As for the original appearance, it has long been worn out by time and has become unrecognizable.

What you have will always be ignored, but what you lose will be unforgettable.

Feelings are easily overlooked and forgotten, but when they are recalled, they will surely shine even brighter, which is the meaning of remembering.

Li Mo stayed in the infirmary for a full hour. During that hour, he was like a wooden man, sitting blankly beside the bed, listening to Kiana's excited narration of the past.

This was not something she experienced personally, but the strange rules were absolute and gave her a real feeling.

It is so beautiful that people don’t want to forget it and just want to recall it over and over again.

How wonderful it would be if time could stay at this moment forever.

But time always moves forward, and the people in front of us will eventually rush towards a bright and dazzling tomorrow.

She was the one who deserved to die and should have stayed tonight.

After Kiana died, Li Mo looked at the half-filled glass of water on the bedside table. After a pause, he picked it up and drank all the water in it.

"cold."

Li Mo said calmly.

The water was cold, but surprisingly he could feel the temperature of the water.

During this hour, Li Mo learned the rules and characteristics of fantasy ghosts from Qi Xiyana.

Copy the memories and emotions of the most important person in the target memory, and paste them onto the token.

As for why the strange aura and the netherworld fire could not determine that the other party was a ghost, it was because he himself was unwilling to believe it and instinctively refused to acknowledge the fact that the other party was a ghost.

In addition, the fantasy ghost interferes with normal cognition, making what you think and feel become reality, so it is not that the thermometer is broken and cannot give prompts.

The thermometer should have given a hint and dropped to below zero, but Li Mo's cognition changed reality.

The bullets fired from the strange pistol are not ordinary bullets. They will ignite a raging fire when they come into contact with the Herrscher of Fire and Flame.

The fireflies burned to ashes in the fire, leaving only pale ashes flying in the air.

Li Mo didn't want to witness Kiana's death, so the fantasy ghost used his strength again to reverse the reality.

Li Mo deduced that the fantasy ghost was more complete than the thermometer and the strange pistol.

"Continuously witnessing the deaths of those dear to me, until the fantasy ghost... becomes completely silent."

"That should be Kiana from all timelines appearing."

Li Mo opened the door of the infirmary again, and a diary page fell from the door. It was very new and the blood on it had not yet dried.

Li Mo didn't want to open the page to see what was written on it, so he just left.