Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"...Don't be afraid, you'll be fine." Grandma Chiyo comforted.

Obviously, this comfort had no effect and only made Xiao Chiyo's hands grip her even tighter.

The temperature around them dropped suddenly. The two walked in the blood peach forest. The strong smell of blood was everywhere and was extremely pungent.

As we walked along, the peach trees made a creepy sound, as if someone was scratching the trunks with claws.

The sound was right in front of my eyes, coming and going, but I couldn't see the real object clearly.

"Zhizhi——!"

The mice's cries were very miserable, much more tragic than what I heard a few nights ago, as if they were being tortured.

Little Chiyo was beginning to want to give up, but her grandmother insisted on taking her to the hill.

The reason is very simple.

She believed in the relics left by her husband, and Xiao Chiyo's description was correct, which meant that Li Mo had indeed successfully escaped from Yae Village in the future.

Even if the scene shown in the mirror was his burial.

But at least he was not buried in Yae Village.

Now it doesn't matter whether the figure on the hill is a ghost or the exorcist Li Mo, no matter which one it is, he has to take the risk.

It would be best if he was still human. Based on the prediction in the mirror, he must have a way to take Xiao Chiyo away, which is why he would not go into the courtyard and wait outside in the middle of the night.

Perhaps due to some restrictions, I couldn't make any sound and could only stand on the hill and look out, hoping to attract their attention.

If he is a ghost, it means...

The real him has been killed, and Grandma Chiyo can no longer think of a way to let little Chiyo leave.

There is no time.

She was going to die too, so she had no choice but to gamble.

Thinking of this, Grandma Chiyo quickened her pace. The screams in her ears became louder and louder, and there were faint signs of human voices.

From the moment Li Mo entered the village, she had already begun to test him urgently and then conduct transactions.

It's not just Li Mo, there were many more people before Li Mo, but they all disappointed her.

Those people were not even as alert as she was.

The two of them quickly walked out of the blood peach forest. In an instant, they were trembling all over, and the temperature around them had dropped to zero.

Because they were still wearing summer clothes, their skeletal muscles trembled uncontrollably.

"Grandma, I'm so cold...why don't we go back...it won't be cold in the room."

Xiao Chiyo seemed to have noticed something and pulled her grandmother back to the blood peach forest and then back to the house.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck, cluck."

The sound of joints twisting could be heard behind them, and the threshold in front of the two men was already in tatters.

Grandma Chiyo suddenly stopped and stood between the courtyard gate and the blood peach forest.

His old face was covered with wrinkles, and the tense nerves made the wrinkles more obvious. Every slight tremor of his body made the dead flesh on his face even more terrifying, as if it would fall off his face at any time.

A cold hand touched her back and was moving slowly towards her heart.

"..."

What does it feel like to die? Perhaps no one knows it better than this old man.

Was it scary? Of course it was. Witnessing her loved ones being torn apart, starving people in a country full of cannibals, and seeing countless lives being lost in tragic ways, the young woman was terrified.

She had dreamed of cannibalism in the past countless nights, and still felt scared after waking up.

If her parents had not loved her and were unwilling to abandon her, she would have been someone else's toy, bruised and battered, and then eaten.

She has always been afraid of death, so she would rather come to this hellish place with her husband than leave.

But it didn't seem so scary now, because death still left her with one last mercy - a chance to sacrifice her life, just like her parents did back then.

"Be good, listen... Chiyo, don't look back after you walk out of the room. Run to him."

Grandma Chiyo did not use her hands to stop the ghost hand that had already reached into her body from behind.

Instead, he gently grabbed Xiao Chiyo's shoulders with both hands and pushed her out the door.

"Grandma, I don't want to leave."

"Can we go back? It's too cold outside, let's go home..." Chiyo turned around, but was stopped by her grandmother.

At the same time, the ghost hand had touched the heart, and a cold feeling instantly swept through Grandma Chiyo's body.

Without the protection of a threshold, and having walked out of the Blood Peach Forest, it was only natural that he would be found by a ghost...

Fortunately, the ghost did not target Xiao Chiyo.

Go back? Grandma Chiyo couldn't help but smile bitterly.

If I hadn't seen my own son turned into that horrible state, I might really not want to go back to that chaotic world outside.

The same mistake must not be made again.

And before I die, Xiao Chiyo is safe. From now on, it will be up to me to attract their attention.

"Run!" Grandma Chiyo shouted and closed the door tightly.

"Wait a minute! Grandma! Let me in! Let me in!"

Xiao Chiyo knocked on the door desperately.

However, the door was held tightly by Grandma Chiyo, and finally, with a "clang", the door lock closed and the door was completely sealed.

"..."

Grandma Chiyo held the groove on the wall with one hand, using the wall to support her body, and held the torch high with the other hand.

At this time, the ghost hand had completely grasped the heart.

Grandma Chiyo took a deep breath and uttered her last words before her death: "I am alive, I am here."

The heart that had been beating "thump" and "thump" suddenly stopped, and the blood flow in the body slowed down rapidly until it stopped completely.

The limbs grew cold, the glass crystals grew cloudy, and the brain ceased to think.

But the body did not fall, and the hands did not drop.

Countless ghosts walked out of the darkness, ignoring little Chiyo, and walked through the gate to Grandma Chiyo, whose life was gradually fading. The faint firelight illuminated the child's path to the future.

"..."

"..."

A moment later, the body was torn into pieces, blood splattered on the picture on the door, and he died in obscurity.

No one knows how she died. Perhaps Li Mo can guess, but guesses are not facts after all.

On the other side, Xiao Chiyo clenched her fists and ran quickly on the mountain road.

His nails dug deep into his palms, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

Tears couldn't stop welling up in my eyes.

The mountain road was bumpy and rugged, and Xiao Chiyo fell again and again.

The stumbling and falling made her already fragile body become a bloody mess, but she didn't care about the pain, and didn't even have time to take a breath, as she ran forward.

His teeth clenched his lips tightly, but grief still flowed in his heart.

Finally, he saw Li Mo at the end of the hill. He could no longer hold back his inner grievances and threw himself into Li Mo's arms and burst into tears.

“Wow wow wow wow…!”

“Aaaaaah…!”

Chapter 32 Seed of Sorrow: Ling

Irregular cries echoed in the wilderness. It was more like a roar than crying, venting all the hatred and anger in the heart.

With her fingers tightly clenched on the collar of Li Mo's clothes, Xiao Chiyo cried like a newborn baby, heart-wrenchingly and tears streaming down her face.

Li Mo didn't understand the derivative, but its rules were triggered. He picked up Xiao Qiandai and walked step by step towards the way he came.

There are only three laws in its body, and it will not react as long as the laws are not triggered.

The fire in the courtyard gradually died out, and Li Mo, who was walking on the street, became the only target of the ghost group's hunting.

The candle in the vendor's hand emitted bursts of faint blue light, illuminating pairs of green eyes that gradually approached Li Mo.

Not far away came the sounds of animals, all kinds of strange and diverse, with rich species.

Shadowy figures appeared at every turn, in every corner, and in front of every door, all eyes focused on the derivative Li Mo and Xiao Qiandai on it.

The only difference from before is that the "bug net" used to maintain order on their bodies is broken.

You can also easily suppress a group of ghosts with a strange pistol, provided you have enough bullets.

Every time Li Mo took a step forward, the footprints left behind him would emit a fragrant blood mist that spread rapidly.

When the ghost came into contact with the blood mist, its body cracked and there was no sign of recovery.

After leaving Yae Village, the derivative Li Mo came to the cave he came from in his memory and walked in without any hesitation.

The long darkness was filled with a cold and harsh cave.

The girl in his arms was breathing very clearly, and her heartbeat was like the beating of a drum, but there was only one kind of drumming sound.

The derivative Li Mo has no heartbeat.

Finally, the derivative Li Mo stopped in front of a grave, threw Xiao Qiandai out of his arms, turned around and moved quickly towards the bank of the golden stream.

It must fulfill the third law: self-destruction.

"..."

Xiao Chiyo, who fell to the ground, did not cry or make a fuss. She stood up stubbornly and quickly followed the derivative Li Mo without saying a word.

At this moment, she couldn't bring herself to say anything like taking her with her.

because……

She did not take away her only relative in the world.

As I am now, I am no longer qualified to beg others to take me away.

But grandma said that I must persevere and keep up with my big brother no matter how many times I fall, and I must never give up.

However, Li Mo at this moment was not himself. He had no emotions at all and was mechanically executing the last rule like a zombie.

Ghosts and their derivatives are rigid and single-minded. After Xiao Qianyo followed them all the way, the derivative Li Mo did not run away or get rid of her.

It only knows that the pattern has not been triggered.

Its only action instruction is to leave here and find a deserted place to die.

Xiao Chiyo following behind made this rule unable to be triggered.

But the endurance of a ghost is incomparable to that of a living person, not to mention that Xiao Chiyo is already exhausted.

Willpower can indeed influence the body's mobility to a great extent, but humans have their limits. Exhausted, Xiao Chiyo fell into the mud.

The bright red clothes were soaked with mud, and the tender face was scratched by the branches in the bamboo forest.

His consciousness was hazy, his lips were slightly pursed, and he kept repeating: "I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

He held the strange mirror tightly in both hands, because grandma had said that she would give this thing to Li Mo.

The pattern was triggered, and the derivative Li Mo realized that there were no living people around.

Next comes self-destruction.

But Li Mo did not limit the method of self-destruction, and the derivatives could only extract the plot about "self-destruction" from memory.

"..."

"..."

Derivative Li Mo's pupils contracted, and the cloudy pupils gradually regained their ability to focus.

A flood of memories almost filled my mind.