Weird collapse, husband-chasing crematorium

"boom!"

Li Mo fell to the ground, his neck was broken, and his head was separated from his body.

The spine at the neck was shattered, and a strange human head fell on the spiritual throne.

And just after Li Mo shot himself, a familiar figure appeared again.

Walked slowly from the door of the auditorium.

"Tread, step, step..."

The crisp sound of high heels appeared, intertwined with the roars of the human-headed ghosts that filled the auditorium, which seemed particularly inconsistent.

The human-headed ghosts have no intelligence and rely on instinct to act.

When they see "human" shaped living (dead) creatures with intact heads, they immediately swarm towards them.

In the judgment of the human-headed ghost, Li Mo's body, which was at the extreme level of a human being, was like chaff compared to the newly appeared woman. The difference between the two made the human-headed ghost immediately shift its attack target.

Ghosts cannot be killed, just like the energy in the universe.

It cannot disappear, but it can be transferred.

Suddenly, all the violent human-headed ghosts lost their ability to move and were disintegrated into billions of flesh and blood fragments.

Despite this, the minotaurs do not die; they try to recover, failing which they restart themselves.

However, the white-haired girl just lightly drew her fingers at the space in front of her. Time suddenly froze, and the human-headed ghost failed to restart.

The white-haired girl came to the spiritual throne as promised. It seemed that Li Mo's death triggered her habit of being a fierce ghost.

She held Li Mo's head in her arms.

There was a hint of blush on the originally pale face.

But for Li Gui, the blush on his face definitely does not mean a shy expression.

"Heck, heck."

The crunching sound of chewing sounded in the silent auditorium. Li Mo's head was held in the arms of the white-haired girl and nibbled, chewed, divided, and digested bit by bit.

Time passed extremely slowly, and in the girl's actions, time and space seemed to be completely frozen.

After Li Mo's head was eaten, the white-haired girl finally showed a satisfied mood. She gently touched her slightly swollen belly with both hands, and the blush on her face became brighter.

The red-lined side eyes looked at Li Mo's body, and his mouth suddenly opened, revealing an expression that raised the corners of his mouth but was not a smile.

He stood up and walked over, placing Li Mo's body in the black coffin. The black coffin didn't move at all.

The next moment, she also lay down on Li Mo's body.

The black coffin began to shake, and oozing blood gradually flowed out from the four corners of the coffin.

Many pictures were reflected in the blood, and in the pictures were countless Li Mo's corpses and mutilated heads.

The black coffin suppressed the evil, scarlet blood filled the entire auditorium, and time returned to normal flow.

Every encounter brings her closer to the real Li Mo.

One day, when the two time and spaces overlap, she will come to reality and eat the real him.

The two will never be separated again...

together forever……

Whether in life...

Or after death...

Blood splashed in the air, and the black coffin was like a small boat, floating in the sea of ​​blood.

At 31:[-], no one was alive in the auditorium.

The forgotten gunfire finally resumed, lingering above the vermilion beams of the auditorium, the world restarted, and time went back.

The story begins again.

"It's disgusting."

"It's really disgusting. I'm feeling a little physically uncomfortable. If we continue to wait, we will all die if they enter the auditorium. Get ready to fight them to the death. I will take the lead."

"Huh? It feels so familiar. Have I ever said these words?"

A strong sense of déjà vu enveloped Shigure Kirara, but she did not take it seriously. This feeling also has a corresponding explanation in the medical field.

In daily life, people will suddenly have a feeling of déjà vu, such as the current conversation has happened before, the current scene has been experienced before, etc., although all this happened just now and they will not have the same experience before.

People have different opinions, including memories of past lives, secondary reflections, interlacing of time and space, etc.

But Kira Shigure knew that these mysterious-sounding contents were not supernatural events, but things that really existed and could be explained scientifically.

After all...the human brain deceives the human being.

Consciousness and memory are not inherent human characteristics.

Otherwise, Otto, the Bishop of Destiny, would have resurrected the saint he longed for long ago.

Shigure Kirara shook his head to wake himself up.

The most important thing right now is how to survive the overwhelming number of strange heads in front of us.

"Hello? Hello! Gloomy man, you are here too... ahem, why are you distracted?"

Shigure Qiluo turned around and found that Li Mo's eyes were out of focus, staring blankly ahead like a doll, motionless.

So he reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Hmm, why do I feel a little cold?" Shigure Qiluo said doubtfully. When she brought her hand close to Li Mo, a chill that penetrated her heart invaded her body.

Li Mo's vague consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and the temperature around him dropped sharply the moment he returned.

The color of the pupils seemed to be darker than before, with no light visible, only endless thick ink and coldness lingering in them.

"This is the second time..." Li Mo whispered to himself, turning his head to look at the intact Shigure Kirara, his lips moved but he said nothing.

After three seconds of silence, he spoke.

"Shigure Kirara, your hair is beautiful." Li Mo said coldly, and said a completely inappropriate compliment.

Shigure Kirara was stunned and muttered angrily: "Please don't say anything secretly to praise girls, okay? You can't find a girlfriend like this. Also, is now the time to talk about this?"

"Also, even if you have to say it, at least you have to smile and praise me calmly. How much do you hate me?"

"..."

Chapter 10 Li Mo’s body and head

Li Mo didn't reply at all to Shigure Qiluo, and turned around and walked towards the black coffin behind him.

The second death caused Li Mo to lose almost all "human" emotions. Now he can't joke or show rich human expressions.

Even if he tried his best to control his facial muscles, he couldn't do it. It was difficult for him to feel the changes in his emotions now.

Fear, happiness, sadness, relief...all disappear in the emotional center.

There was only endless instinct telling him what he should do.

Strange natures are affecting him, trying to turn him into one of their kind.

His heart felt empty, as if something was missing, but his organs, memory, and consciousness showed no trace of being affected, except for his elusive soul.

Li Mo put his hand on his heart. His heart was beating very slowly and his skin temperature was also very low.

However, in this case, without the interference of various emotions, thinking is more accurate and faster.

Li Mo walked to the spiritual throne, bit his finger without hesitation, and let the blood drip onto the empty spiritual throne.

A human figure gradually appeared on the blank spiritual tablet, a human head, with a ferocious face, constantly twisting and deforming. As the blood was absorbed by the spiritual tablet, the figure on the spiritual tablet finally settled into the appearance of Li Mo.

It's just a black and white photo, and the face cannot be called normal, with a pale face and faded eyeballs.

"What is he doing?"

When Kirara Shigure saw this scene, he was confused, but the other person was not the kind of person who would do meaningless things.

Maybe he found a way to break the situation, but...

Why do you feel like this gloomy man has changed into a different person?Kirara Shigure felt something was wrong from the beginning.

It was obviously summer, but standing next to him was like standing by a windy river, feeling cold in my heart.

Li Mo closed his eyes and began to meditate. As the spiritual position absorbed the blood, he began to sort out the previous clues.

"The notebook has given me a way out, so there must be traps on this road that I can't solve in my current state."

"I can deal with the ghost in the broadcast room before, but it will target me. She was only willing to give me information after I threatened Notebook, so Notebook doesn't want to give me the benefit in vain."

"As for the desperate situation in the auditorium, I couldn't overcome it after only dying once, so it readily gave me the information and asked me to bring everyone to the auditorium."

"This school should have more than one entrance. The auditorium can protect the safety of the people inside, but the prerequisite is that the funeral process must be followed. If the information is lost, the auditorium is not much safer than the outside."

"It's waiting for me to die. Then I will never open the notebook unless absolutely necessary. I can't continue to die now. The strange ability is already affecting my consciousness. If I die again, I may not be able to return to myself."

Li Mo looked at his palms where the blood had faded and murmured softly in the calmest tone, "I don't feel tired now and can still think normally."

"I'm sure I'm still Li Mo."

After Li Mo confirmed this information, he immediately got down to business.

There are still 3 minutes left for the human-headed ghost. There is no need to use coins to delay the time. There is already a portrait in the spiritual place.

The first day is the burial.

The reason why the coffin lid couldn't be lifted before was because there was no body in the coffin. How could the coffin be closed without the body?

There is no human figure in the spiritual place, and even if there is a corpse in the coffin, it cannot be reflected in reality.

The spirit tablet is the medium. Only with the portrait can the body existing in the virtual coffin appear.

With the body in hand, the coffin lid can be lifted and the burial can continue.

"Gloomy man, you..."

Shigure Qiluo ran in front of Li Mo, and her pupils shrank instantly.

Because she saw a blank soul with a portrait? !It’s still this gloomy man!

"you have a problem?!"

Shigure Kirara couldn't help shouting, and in an instant, the team members pointed their weapons at Li Mo.

Saori Heyu rushed out and wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Li Mo.

"The burning of tomb incense can suppress the killing of evil ghosts, and the auditorium with the burning of tomb incense can block the perception of ghosts." Li Mo said in a cold voice as if he didn't see everyone pointing their weapons at him.

Everyone was puzzled, and someone in the crowd asked: "But isn't this tomb incense burning now? The group of heads outside is constantly pouring in at the entrance of the auditorium. It seems that the tomb incense cannot suppress the killing of heads at all."

Li Mo replied calmly: "Because the premise of everything is that the funeral goes on normally."

"This is a funeral in China. The decorations here are obviously the ceremony of the first day: the encoffining."

The coffin was not closed and lacked a human statue.

The combination is easy to infer.

Li Mo walked to the coffin lid, grabbed the coffin lid with one hand, and easily lifted the seemingly heavy coffin lid, which was like a piece of light paper in Li Mo's hand.

Li Mo laid the coffin lid on the coffin, but it did not cover it completely, but exposed a medium-sized gap at the top.

Immediately, the burning of the tomb incense stopped being violent and completely calmed down.

The vibrations on the ground also subsided, and countless human heads turned into dead heads and fell to the ground without moving, as if they had lost their targets.

But Li Mo knew that these heads were only temporarily silent and were not really dead.

The tomb incense was still burning, and the auditorium blocked the ghosts' perception. The ghosts just couldn't see them and didn't leave.

When the first grave incense burns out, these heads will revive again, repeating the tragedy of the previous timeline.

"Stop, stop?"

Shigure Kirara rushed to the door of the auditorium and looked at the large swaths of bloody heads in disbelief.

It was full of energy one second, and completely silent the next.

"It just became silent. The ghost didn't leave."