Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

He actually forgot about the deer that was killed during the day.

If he hadn't seen the blood on the ground later and heard the warriors gossiping while eating, he would never have been able to remember it.

10 minutes is no problem if you run faster. Even if it takes 2 or [-] minutes at night, Weird will not wake up so quickly.

"You must not touch that head, and you must not leave the wing. Lean against the wall... It doesn't matter if you lean against the wall. Don't get hurt."

"I give each of you a different command."

"Remember, if I don't answer more than four passwords completely and correctly when I come back, don't let me in. No matter what method you use, it doesn't matter if you have the mentality of killing me."

"Because that person is definitely not me."

Li Mo's eyes were resolute, his expression was solemn, and there was no hint of joking reflected in his expression.

Li Mo even handed the strange pistol to Chang Le.

This time he was prepared to spend his life to find the truth hidden under the feast of flesh and blood ghosts.

Therefore, it is better to give the strange pistol to Chang Le and others to guard the wing, lest unknown strange things come into the wing after he goes out, destroying the balance between the human-headed ghost and the ghost's stomach.

Weird things must be distributed reasonably and cannot be occupied by one person just for the sake of safety.

Changle nodded seriously, she knew Mingyue's habits.

He is cruel to others, for example, he mistook himself for a monster and shot him decisively; he is even more cruel to himself, plucking out his eyes, and even now he even asked others to kill him for giving wrong answers.

However, when Li Mo handed the only weapon to her hand, Changle still showed an expression of surprise inadvertently.

What do weapons mean in this weird and weird environment?Means the absolute power of survival.

Li Mo was actually willing to hand over his only self-defense weapon to her.

It was obvious that the two of them had had a big argument just now.

"No matter what the price, no one who appears inexplicably can be allowed to enter this room, not even the seven disciples of Taixu."

"If they try to force their way in, I will do anything to stop them until I come back."

Five people, five different passwords, Changle got the number 17.

Li Mo's approach was very safe. Even if a strange invasion of memory occurred, it would not be possible to invade five awake people at the same time.

At least the incomplete weirdness can't, even if all five people meet the rules, there will be a first come, first served.

Not every Weird is as complete as Wei Ya and Wei Qi.

Since Li Mo might forget Changle, the number was set to four instead of five. It would be better if he could answer five, which means that Li Mo still remembers Changle.

After explaining the precautions, Li Mo quickly left the room.

While walking through the silent night, Li Mo noticed the wing of Taixu Seven Disciples, which was the outermost building of the Taoist temple.

The seven houses were flickering with faint firelight. At this time, if you were still in the wing, why weren't you sleeping?

"Weirds don't feel tired. Except for a few weirdos, most weirdos don't sleep."

The fire on the stove is the eyes of the ghost stomach, so how did the seven disciples of Taixu survive in the ghost stomach?

Li Mo held his breath and walked quietly outside the wing of Taixu's seven disciples without making a sound.

Looking through the window screen, the room was empty, and there was no one at the table.It seems that the seven disciples of Taixu went to bed early.

The fire on the stove was bright, and Li Mo moved his body little by little. Although it was not a good thing to peek into other people's boudoir, being weird had no human rights.

Soon, Li Mo saw the scene on the wooden bed. The bed was laid flat on the wooden bed without any arching.

Where is the ghost inside?

Before the observation, Li Mo once thought that the seven disciples of Taixu had retained their habits and behaviors during their lifetime, so even if they couldn't fall asleep in the wing room at night, they would stay in bed in a daze.

But now it seems that they are not in the wing at all.

Coincidence?

Li Mo didn't believe in evil, so he changed to another wing to observe, and the result was exactly the same as before.

This was the case for all the seven wing rooms in a row, and none of Taixu's seven disciples were in the wing room.

"If I don't sleep in the wing at this time, where can I go?"

Li Mo pondered for a moment and decided to follow the blood stains on the deer that was dismembered during the day to find out.

This is quite dangerous, because the seven disciples of Taixu are not in the wing and are very likely to meet Li Mo.

At that time, no matter how many excuses Li Mo had, he could not clarify it. He was seen by Taixu's seven disciples wandering outside in Xu Shihou, which meant that he was completely exposed to the strange sight.

"Are you waiting for me at the place where meat carcasses are kept in captivity..."

Li Mo turned around immediately, nodded and stared at the blood on the ground that stretched into the darker darkness.

The valley fell silent.The forest path is winding and quiet.

The pervasive moisture condensed into a thick layer of fog, which seemed to swallow up all sounds.

The cold wind gently passes through the leaves, making a low murmur, as if there is a murmur in the dark talking to itself sadly.serve

The rustling of insects?The sound of the wind blowing in the treetops?

No, this familiar friction sound is more like thin human skin being chipped by the biting wind.

Li Mo lowered his head from time to time, and he had to ensure that his eyes were always lowered.

When going up the mountain, the cat-faced mother-in-law's killing pattern is just to look at each other.

If you look at her at the third tone, you won't be able to look away. If you look at her at the first two tone, you may not even be able to commit suicide.

If he cannot restart after being assimilated, then there is only a dead end waiting for Li Mo.

Changle and others saw Taixu Mountain differently from themselves, and the difference was whether they looked at each other or not.

Li Mo, who was not looking at the seven disciples of Taixu, could see the real Taixu Mountain, the human body banquet in the hall, the eerie woods and the stream flowing with orangutan blood...

Staring at each other is a "special rule" in Taixu Mountain. Anyone with weird eyes seems to have this rule.

Li Mo caught a glimpse of his slightly trembling left hand and asked himself intentionally: "Am I afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"Unknown and strange?"

His face was engulfed in darkness, with only a faint outline barely visible.

The steps were heavy, and huge pressure invisibly collapsed on Li Mo's shoulders.

Li Mo, walking alone in the darkness, seemed to be suspended in a lonely and dull phantom.

The trees on both sides of the path stood tall, intertwining with each other to form a dark shadow. Their branches stretched toward the sky, covered with the rotting limbs of countless people, and their mouths were torn off to make barks that made silent lamentations.

The dense branches and leaves are connected to the broken eyeballs, staring at everyone wandering in the darkness. The silent path is extremely desolate.

The dim moonlight casts mottled light and shadow on the leaves. In the large light and shadow, there is a pool of corpse water, with unknown things crawling inside.

The evening breeze that passed by from time to time, mixed with the moist and bitter smell, swept away the bloody smell of the deer that had been slaughtered during the day.

The dampness and dullness in the air suffocated the soul.

In the blood-stained path, there was only the sound of Li Mo's lonely footsteps, and every step of his silent call brought only more despair and horror.

He was already prepared to spend his life to get clues. This was not the first time.

Staying for a long time will only make the clues more blurred, and normal people cannot maintain their sanity for a long time in this environment.

It is definitely not a personal reason, but the pollution of consciousness is unavoidable.

No matter how strong your will is, if you are exposed to pollution for a long time, you will be completely contaminated one day. This has nothing to do with your strength.

The longer the time, the more distorted the contamination becomes.

His left hand was still trembling, as if to remind Li Mo of the approaching danger.

So far, Li Mo has been walking along the blood trail for such a long time without encountering any strange events.

Taixu Mountain still looks like a ghost, with corpses all over the ground and rivers of blood flowing.

Li Mo took a deep breath and took out his phone. After adjusting it, the time on it coincided with the world of this world.

It's 55:[-] now.

He still hadn't reached the place where the meat was raised. Reason told Li Mo that he should turn back. If he insisted on moving forward, he would definitely encounter danger.

But... won't it be dangerous after going back?

Blindly escaping is just delaying the danger.

There is no point in deceiving oneself and others about safety.

From the moment he set foot on this path, he was destined to be unable to turn back.

You need to keep moving forward before you die, and the same goes for after you die.

56:57, 58:[-], [-]:[-]...

Li Mo walked quickly on the dark path, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, and the cold wind blew in with a biting chill.

Eight forty-six.

Li Mo saw a fence, and something seemed to be trapped inside.

The thermometer is almost below zero, but it's clearly not nine o'clock yet, and it's not the time for a weird frenzy.

"Is there cognitive confusion? Or is it just simple? There is an active weirdness here."

Li Mo clutched the thermometer tightly and strode forward, not even preparing to defend himself.

The saber on his waist was useless against Weirdness, so Li Mo kept it on his body.

It is not for self-defense, but to kill oneself at the right time. It is very easy to pierce the heart of a normal person with a specially made saber.

When Li Mo approached, a towering tree suddenly appeared in front of him. Yes, the top of it could not be seen at a glance.

Perhaps the darkness blocked his vision too much, preventing Li Mo from seeing the specific picture above.

But one thing is for sure, this tree is special.

In particular, all the trees on the top of Taixu Mountain are made of human corpses, but its tree body is a complete and ordinary locust tree body.

The texture and veins on the trunk are normal and there is nothing weird about them.

There is no smell of blood, and the temperature does not drop any extra when the thermometer is close to it, and even rises slightly by a few degrees.

This made Li Mo even more curious.

"..."

Both experience and intuition told Li Mo that this tree might be a very key clue.

Just like Mei's existence.

In the world of Wei Ya, the world is full of ghosts who act according to their "hobbies". At this time, a very normal little Mei Yi appears.

Still, everyone will be wary.

Facts have proved that Xiao Meiyi is indeed the source of the spread of strangeness. Dealing with her is equivalent to dealing with the source of strangeness.

Will this tree be the same?

There is no evidence or clue to prove that this locust tree is the source of the strangeness.

It's more likely a trap...

"Be prepared to die."

Li Mo turned on the flashlight function of his phone.

The moment the flashlight was turned on, Li Mo felt countless eyes focused on him.

Lighting a lamp in the darkness is like being illuminated by a lighthouse in the vast sea.

In the dark and chaotic world, only light can be perceived, attracting not only the gazes of the same kind, but also the ominous gazes of aliens.

But Li Mo couldn't care so much. Even if he died, he still had to see clearly what was on the locust tree.

The bright light quickly rose and shone on the top of the locust tree.

There is a branch at the top that stretches several meters. The branches are bright and magnificent, covered with a red veil.

However, when Li Mo saw clearly what was hanging on the treetop, he suddenly felt like a thorn in his back, and a chill ran down his spine.