Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

It seems to be the most complete weirdness predicted by the notebook.

"There is no way out." Li Mo took out the strange pistol, and the next second the pistol almost fell from his hand.

Blue-purple sparks erupted from the muzzle, vaguely attracted by something.

"...For the first time, the strange pistol was triggered by something, or was it just a ghost?"

Li Mo took a deep breath and made sure that the props on his body were still there.

Especially the weird coins. Although Li Mo was extremely reluctant to waste them now, in order to defend the wing, the weird coins were indispensable.

If you stick to the wing, you are destined to attract more and more ghosts.

Not blocking ghosts will kill people, blocking will attract more ghosts.

Li Mo can still deal with one or two ghosts without triggering the rules.

If multiple laws are triggered, you can only rely on strange coins to escape.

"Meow……"

coming!

Li Mo was alert. He didn't expect that the ghost would appear so soon after nine o'clock, and it was still the same old cat.

After the first meow, a dead cat will fall from the sky and land in front of the target that the old cat wants to assimilate.

With a "Bang!" sound, a tragically dead black cat appeared in front of Li Mo. Its body fell in half, and most of its internal organs leaked out, exuding a foul smell of corpse.

Li Mo tightened his grip on the strange pistol. He had already expected that the old lady cat who appeared must be staring at him, and he was the only one with his eyes open.

Then just close your eyes and wait for Mrs. Cat to leave on her own...

"Tread...tread..."

Two footsteps sounded at the same time, one heavy and the other light.

Two ghosts?

The heavy one is Mrs. Cat, and who is the light one?

"You can't close your eyes, we have to fight quickly." Li Mo opened his eyes and lowered his gaze.

Are they human-skinned ghosts? Are the human-skinned ghosts from Human Pilin starting to wander in the mountains?Didn't the Seven Swords of Taixu fail to be defended...

"They were completely dead after all."

Not even a moment did I feel sad for the death of Taixu Seven Swords. The one who rushed to the battlefield immediately was——

The human-skinned ghost, the old cat lady, and Li Mo who died three times.

Li Mo rushed forward in a flash. His marksmanship was poor. In addition, the strange pistol was very old and the bullets were prone to falling, making it even more difficult to control the hit rate.

But shooting at close range does not have this problem.

"Bang!" The harsh gunshots and the blue-purple flames illuminated Li Mo, instantly becoming the most dazzling prey in the long night.

This shot hit the human-skinned ghost, and the Hellfire burned it, slowing down its movement.

After all, the weird pistol is an incomplete and weird thing that can't even be completely suppressed, let alone burn the ghost into silence in its complete state.

Its dark fire can only curb weird actions and make some ghosts with incomplete laws become even more incomplete.

Li Mo must do the rest by himself.

Juiya's left hand tightly grasped the human-skinned ghost. Suddenly, a chill came from the palm of his left hand. The human-skinned ghost was merging into Li Mo's left hand.

Guiya's left hand instinctively resisted, temporarily restraining the fusion with the human-skinned ghost.

If it were switched to the other hand, it would take less than three seconds for the human skin ghost to be completely fused.

"boom!"

Another shot penetrated Li Mo's left hand and hit the human skin ghost, slowing down the fusion.

Slowing down does not mean stopping. No one knows what will happen once the human-skinned ghost completely blends into Li Mo's skin.

"Is this the second killing pattern of the human-skinned ghost..."

The first is looking at each other, and the second is fusion.

"Meow..." Before he had time to think and process, the second cat meowed, and the old cat's green eyes stared at Li Mo.

Li Mo lowered his head, his eyes intersecting, not to mention that Mrs. Cat was still behind him on his left side, so it was impossible for their eyes to meet.

But suddenly, Li Mo felt as if his head was being forcibly lifted.

"Um...what...thing? The third ghost? Where is it?"

Li Mo couldn't see him. He was manipulating his pale hands on his shoulders, turning Li Mo's head 150 degrees, and looked into the strange green eyes of Mrs. Mao.

In an instant, Li Mo's head was fixed and he couldn't look away. His body began to shrink, and there was a faint urge to meow in his throat.

Can't call...

Can't call...

Can't call...

Li Mo repeatedly reminded himself that he knew very well that once he made the first meow, there would be no turning back.

The law of assimilation will instantly turn him into a new old cat, hunting for people in his memory.

During the assimilation process, Li Mo's body no longer resists the assimilation of the human-skinned ghost. The assimilation of the human-skinned ghost and the old cat are not inconsistent and can coexist.

The two simultaneously polluted Li Mo's identity as a living person, assimilating him into an old cat wearing a stranger's skin.

"My eyes for yours." Li Mo stopped holding back and immediately used the ability of Guiya's left hand: "Usurp".

In an instant, Mrs. Cat lost her strange eyes, while Li Mo's eyes were empty, without eyeballs, and turned into dark holes.

His vision suddenly fell into colorless nothingness.

The old lady cat's assimilation pattern was interrupted, and there was a human-skinned ghost next. Li Mo relied on his feeling and fired several shots with a strange pistol. Until the human-skinned ghost was beaten to pieces, Li Mo took out his saber and endured the severe pain. Apply to large areas of hand skin.

Then there was a beating, and then he was thrown away.

"The pollution has deepened..." Li Mo muttered, the strange ability is not that easy to use.

If he uses it a few more times, this life will be Li Mo's last.

Restarting is also a kind of pollution. If the degree of pollution is not high, Li Mo can now restart three times in a row, reaching the level of four deaths.

After using the strange power, the degree of pollution will deepen. If it is forcibly restarted, the massive pollution caused by the restart will directly turn Li Mo into a strange person.

Li Mo followed his memory, grabbed the old lady cat, and then threw her away with all his strength.

The two ghosts have been dealt with temporarily, but they will come back sooner or later, but their condition is getting worse every time.

"It should have attracted a lot of ghosts just now... If you are unlucky, the whole Pi Lin will be attracted..."

Li Mo's eyeballs recovered and were still as turbid and dim as a dead person.

"The number of usurpations must be reserved three times. During the Ghost Festival on July [-]th, ghosts in human skin and flesh must be dealt with by usurpation. The success rate is about [-]%..."

"But can I survive tonight?"

Li Mo stopped outside the wing, holding a gun in his right hand and slightly opening his left hand, silently staring ahead, waiting for a new wave of attacks.

Dawn was too far away from him.

Perhaps the sunset he saw when he went up the mountain was the last sunset he could appreciate in his life.

No wonder it is so gorgeous and brilliant.

Li Mo could not be used after the last restart. After four deaths, even if he did nothing, he would gradually become contaminated as time went by.

After four deaths, he could not make it to July [-]th.

As long as he survives tonight, there is still hope for everything. He can deal with the strange source, deal with Pi Lin, the man from the Ghost Festival, and bring him back to China...

Of course, there is only hope.

A slim hope is still hope.

There was boundless darkness above the head, and also in front. Under the boundless night, three skinny black figures appeared, heading towards the wing behind Li Mo.

Li Mo did not retreat, holding the saber in his right hand and the gun in his left hand.

As long as you still hold the sword in your hand, you can move forward without fear.

He has been in desperate situations more than once. Even if he dies, he has to choose his own way to die.

Li Mo rushed forward and confronted the three ghosts that appeared.

……

……

The night is as dark as ink, and a stick of incense has passed by Xu hour.

The human skin far away from the wing room was rustled by the quiet evening wind. Everything was silent except for the chirping of insects.

There are exceptions to all things, and in the forest of human skins there was a man wandering through the desolation and ruin.

The ghost dormant in the darkness woke up, and the tall black figure that had fallen on the ground suddenly stood up without twisting its joints, just as straight as if it had been hung up.

It stared intently at the existence wandering in the human skin forest at night, its stiff gray fingers creaking, the bones breaking, and the fingers stretched very long.

The night is silent, and the witch is wandering in the forest.

Only from time to time in the deep shadows, the sleepless leaves above were rustling, like trembling or singing.

She walked as light as a cat through the endless dark night, leaving behind an intoxicating fragrance like rosemary, which covered the night with a layer of enchanting mist.

The flickering light in the hand is like the lost soul trembling at night. The blue-purple hellfire is burning in the soul lamp, leaving a faint halo that illuminates the lifeless path leading to the other side of the netherworld.

The witch holding a lantern hunts in the darkness, and the tall soul follows her, looming.

She slowly walked towards the distant wing, and a tall black figure turned around with a cold expression and a distorted face. Two different faces appeared on one face at the same time, fighting for belonging.

However, both faces are dead.

Finally, it stopped on its way to the wing and turned to the woman walking towards it.

The mural ghost, freed from the limitations of portraiture, only needs to reach out and touch the woman in front of him to turn her into a derivative of himself.

Just like the day before yesterday, it killed the living people around it.

When you touch the other person's body, the pattern will be triggered.

"Good night, guest."

The witch murmured softly, extremely gentle.

Before the mural ghost could touch the woman, she was entangled by a snake spirit composed of blue and purple hellfire.

Its scornful vertical pupils stared intently at the prey beneath it, dragging it mercilessly into the dark underworld, leaving behind swaying mottled underworld fire that fell on the dry grass pile, seeming to set off an endless mountain of mountains. fire.

A phenomenon that violated the laws of physics occurred. The flames did not burn the dry haystack, but instead turned into wisps of light spots, spreading to the side room.

"So you are here, Mr. Detective, have you prepared a qualified meeting gift for me?"

"Sisi~"

The snake spirit lay on the witch's shoulder and made a hoarse hissing sound.

"Indeed, the wind is a little noisy tonight. Let's calm it down for a while."

The wolf spirit appeared with a ferocious face, staring at the thousands of human skins behind it.

Above, there is a strange and entangled hell, and a witch walks in the night paradise.

On the other side, outside the wing, Li Mo was slumped on the ground, with a pool of dead blood under his feet.

The bullets of the strange pistol are being recovered, and there is not a single bullet left in the magazine.

Li Mo's body was also decaying rapidly, becoming closer and closer to the dead.

His heart was already beating, his body had no pulse, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole body exuded a cold aura.

Li Mo touched his body with his hand. It was stiff and cold, like a corpse that had been dead for several days.

The continuous strangeness forced him to use strange power to fight back. Every time he used it, Li Mo's body became worse.

The first time there were two ghosts, the second time there were three ghosts, the third time there were five ghosts, the fourth time there were eight ghosts...

Li Mo no longer knew how many waves he had repelled, he only knew that he was going to die.