Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

Of all the people present, only half were alive.

And that half living person is himself.

Li Mo did not leave immediately. Instead, he glanced at the villagers on both sides of the road. His expression was gloomy, with dark spots of corruption on his face.

The moment Li Mo stepped out of the castle tower, several people lifted him up.

Li Mo tried to struggle, but his limbs seemed to be fixed, as if he was in a coffin and couldn't breathe.

Even though he didn't need to breathe.

This scene is very similar to a funeral.

Four people carried him stiffly, with "family members" on both sides standing at attention.

Chapter 34: Pre-Civilization: Ying Lingmo Beichen Meiyi (5k)

Li Mo simply gave up control of his body, and the villagers still took him to the altar.

Cold chains imprisoned his limbs, and dry firewood was piled around him. Only a tiny spark was enough to ignite a wave of fire and engulf Li Mo, who was tied to the cross.

He could break free easily. With just a little effort, the chains would shatter like fragile glass.

But Li Mo didn't do that. He was waiting, waiting for the tip of the iceberg of truth to come to him.

Risks and rewards always go hand in hand, just like when a person's consciousness is replaced by a ghost's consciousness, both parties can peek into each other's memories.

When he dies this time, will he be able to glimpse the memories of his counterpart in this life?

Has the notebook's prediction come true again?

It is impossible to make a final conclusion, but the previous predictions have come true.

Chains bound my limbs, firewood piled beside me.

What follows is this: [The fire ignites the wood, the flames burn my body, and the thick smoke fills my lungs.]

[Beneath the altar, there are countless indifferent and expectant gazes.]

【And that faint, insignificant cry. 】

The seeds of sorrow above my head shed tears, but they could not extinguish the flames on the altar, nor could they extinguish desire and sorrow.

I can’t laugh, but I’m very happy.

【I saw Akazome Sakura walking towards me. 】

【I saw Akazume Sakura waving Yaezakura. 】

I saw my headless body.

【I saw myself dying little by little after being polluted.】

Li Mo raised his head and saw a crumbling insect cocoon in the sky. Countless insect webs were spreading again, involving the villagers' spines.

Everyone here is like a puppet, being manipulated by the laws of the Seed of Sorrow.

It was raining and foggy.

A light black mist spread out, covering the entire village.

Yaezakura walked over quickly, Sakura Fubuki already unsheathed, her cyan eyes now tinged with a heavy blood-red.

She walked up to Li Mo, knelt on one knee, and stretched out her other hand to gently touch Li Mo's cheek.

“Death is an extremely heavy word, whether for the dying or for those who are still alive.”

"People are afraid of death, afraid of the disappearance of life, especially when their loved ones slowly slip away before their eyes, until they suddenly realize they have lost the ability to communicate with them. They can only stare blankly at the things the deceased left behind, and miss the time they spent together..."

"But... Mo Jun, true death is the most sincere gift for you."

After saying that, without waiting for Li Mo to ask any questions, Yaezakura retreated to the other side of the altar.

The villagers threw the fire onto the firewood, and the scorching flames spread all over their bodies like maggots on the tarsus, and the poisonous smoke rushed into their nostrils.

This level of skill still couldn't kill Li Mo. Yaezakura closed her eyes, walked to Li Mo with ease, and pulled out Sakura Blizzard for the second time.

With one blow of the knife, the head fell to the ground with a thud.

Li Mo's consciousness was not dead. His mind was still active and he could clearly see his headless body.

There was no spurting of blood, for his body was already like a dead tree.

However, this brief "normality" only lasted less than two seconds, and a strong feeling of dizziness began to occupy my mind.

The ghost of doom did not scream, indicating that this was not a collision of the laws of consciousness, but the demise of self-will.

But...how could he possibly just die in his current state? Even if his entire body was blasted into mud, he could still reshape himself, let alone a severed head?

The power of the demon sword Akazen Sakura? Or the spiritual sword Sakura Blizzard?

The atmosphere at the scene was very strange, and there was no sound from the audience at all.

All the villagers did not turn into ghosts, but were no different from corpses.

His face was pale, with large, ugly patches of corpse spots appearing on the surface of his skin, and a strong stench emanated from around the altar.

Everyone stared blankly at the altar, motionless, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Ling in the Seed of Sorrow closed her eyes, but the tears she shed could not extinguish the flames.

Yaezakura walked forward slowly and held Li Mo's head tightly against her chest.

"Mo Jun, you are too tired, take a good rest..."

"Then, please kill Kallen no matter what the cost."

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Pre-civilization.

The old neighborhood is cool and damp.

In the residents' residence, a bright incandescent lamp was hanging above their heads, and the human figures illuminated by it looked so shaky that they seemed about to die in the next second.

Five figures sat facing each other.

The sound of turning pages was quite crisp, and a voice similar to the Shenzhou language was heard.

A middle-aged woman excitedly pulled her husband and pointed at the big villa listed on the table.

Two thousand square meters, four-story design, swimming pool, garden, gym and various facilities that ordinary people would not buy, now they are all included in this large villa for sale at a very low price.

"I want to buy this! This is good!"

The woman's voice was as loud as thunder and her hair was a mess, like a chicken coop.

The man nodded repeatedly and was very satisfied looking at the pictures of the villa inside and outside.

I said to the agent in front of me, "This is it. Don't look at the other ones. There are no houses with such a good value for money."

"But what about the price? We can pay in full, so why not give me a discount? Look, this house is listed at 380 million yuan, so with a 342% discount, it's 300 million yuan. How about rounding it up and making it million yuan?"

The agent smiled wryly, but his professionalism allowed him to maintain a good attitude towards the couple.

After all, the customer is God. Even if the communication is a bit disgusting, as long as the deal can be closed, just endure it and it will pass.

However, you still cannot do business at a loss. If the transaction is at a loss, you would rather offend the customer than ruin a great deal. After all, if you don’t buy, there are plenty of people who will!

"Sir, that's not how the price is calculated. Selling a 380 million house for 300 million...that sounds too..."

The agent picked up the introduction form and was stunned.

He raised his head and reiterated, "Are you sure you want to buy this house? 300 million is not a bad price, but let me be frank: the previous owner of this house will die inexplicably in the next three months."

"Making money is not easy, but losing your life is not worth it."

The agent kindly reminded.

Three million Far East coins is not a lot, but not a small amount either. An average family can still come up with that much money after saving for a few decades.

As for this strange villa, the agent didn't believe in these mysterious things at first. It was not until he personally saw the tragic deaths of more than three guests who bought this villa that he was forced to believe that some things really exist.

Although there is currently no substantial evidence to prove the existence of ghosts.

Hearing this, the woman burst into laughter and sneered at the agent: "What era is this? You still believe in horror movies?"

The man coughed lightly, reminding his wife, then looked at the agent seriously, "We've suffered a huge loss. Helping you get such a haunted house, shouldn't you give us a discount on the price?"

"Ah..." The agent sighed heavily.

The other party obviously did not take his reminder seriously, but instead intensified his efforts to grab more profits from him.

The agent was not too angry and turned his attention to the little girl who was shaking while holding hands in the corner.

As early as the moment the couple stepped into the company's door, big data had already collected all their data.

Including but not limited to job position, benefits, annual income and social relationships.

The couple were originally from the lower class struggling to survive, making a living by setting up stalls.

Women make loud noises to attract customers, while men make street snacks with low-quality ingredients and sell them to pedestrians and students, but their income is not high.

And after talking to him, I found out that his character is indeed not very good.

They had no children and their social relationships were even more sparse, and the couple often quarreled over money and daily necessities.

According to the normal trajectory, the two would most likely live a miserable life in poverty, like most people in the Far East.

All the changes started from that car accident.

Thinking of this, the intermediary looked sadly at the two elementary school-age girls in the corner: Ying and Ling.

The parents of these two children died in the bus accident.

Because Yingling's parents bought a lot of expensive insurance policies before they died, the insurance company paid a large sum of money.

Of course, they themselves probably did not expect that the accident would result in compensation from the demanding insurance company.

No one wants to leave a child alone in the world, and Sakura and Ling's parents have no motive to commit suicide.

As the few relatives of Yingling's parents, the couple successfully adopted Yingling sisters as their own on the condition that they were infertile, and received insurance money from them.

As for what happened next... no one knows, after all, it is their own family affair.

However, judging by the two children's frightened reactions, and the couple's conversation and values, it's likely that Ying and Ling were not treated well at home.

"Alright, alright. The maximum discount I can offer is 6 yuan. I'll give you 294 million yuan, which is already the lowest price." The agent spread out his hands and took the introduction form. "If there are no problems, just follow the process."

The woman seemed to feel she hadn't gotten enough of the bargain, so she quickly blocked the agent's way and insisted, "290 million! It's already 6 yuan cheaper, so 294 million sounds unlucky."

The agent shook his head and said, "No, the lowest price is 294 yuan. I'm already negotiating the price with you in good faith. You won't find a lower price on the market. If you still want to bargain, then I'll just have to find another client."

The agent said that it would not be rejected and his attitude was very firm.

He knew very well that blindly giving in would only make such people bargain even harder.

Seeing this, the woman remained silent, and continuing would only make herself look bad.

Anyway, I have saved 6 yuan.

As they left, the woman cursed, "That's disgusting! Luckily I bargained with him, otherwise I would have been ripped off for another 6 Far East Coins!"

The man agreed. "Indeed, the written price was 380 million yuan, and we cut it down by almost a third. That means we've made nearly a million yuan in just a short while!"

As they talked, their pace became faster and faster, and they even jumped up with joy and excitement, completely forgetting the younger Yingling sisters behind them.

Fortunately, Ying and Ling were sensible and followed closely.

Soon, the middle-aged couple who got the key arrived at the big villa at the address.

Luxurious, luxurious and grand.

The two were stunned, their expressions full of shock.

According to regulations, they need to inspect the product first, and if there are no problems within three days, they can go for confirmation again.

On the contrary, if you change your mind during these three days, you can go back on your word, but you will not be able to get your deposit back.

"It looks so beautiful! I'll take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments! You keep the bag!" The woman threw the bag to the man.

"I want to take a picture too. I will buy a new car in a while. How can I have a house without a car? Now, we are also part of the rich area!" The man threw the bag to Ying and Ling behind him, turned around and took a picture of himself and the villa on his mobile phone, and added the copy - From today on, start enjoying the upper class society.

The couple started busying themselves on their phones.