I Create Weirdness in Parallel Worlds

Now the tracker is already a farewell book sent by the weird, and he is caught in a dilemma.

The tracker compromised and opened the envelope, and read what Wang Li said, which was Ruo Xianyi's romantic fantasy before his death.

Suddenly, Ruo Xianyi's face turned livid.

She originally thought that when Ruo Xianyi was pushed downstairs that day, the astonishment left on his face when he fell was the truest reflection in her heart.

However, in the content of this farewell book, Ruo Xianyi calls death a romance as if in a dream, and praises the dead world. It seems that even death has become a shortcut to happiness... ..

"I don't understand, I don't understand why when I was pushed down the stairs, I would have such thoughts. I can't struggle no matter what, and I will only meet death in the infinite sense of weightlessness. Humans don't have wings. It can’t fly, but why?” The tracker continued to pinch the unfolded farewell book.

If the joy expressed by Xianyi is real, all the emotions are conveyed through the farewell letter she organized the language before she died. The seemingly scribbled message tells her fantasy before death.

"I absolutely don't allow such a thing. How can you greet death with a smile, how can you not be surprised, and don't care." The tracker gritted his teeth.

The more he read the farewell letter sent by Ruo Xianyi, the more ferocious the pursuer's expression became.

Just now, he was calm and unhurried, like a hunter chasing prey, slowly advancing all the stories about mountains and rivers with ease, but now the tracker.

She is angry.

It was as if he had been deceived and tricked by someone.

Wang Li didn't know what to say for a while, but seeing Ruo Xianyi's farewell letter, is it so annoying?

Wang Li said: "Actually, you really enjoy the feeling of killing someone you like, otherwise you wouldn't have made 'Wu Xi'. The tracker has always been the main body."

It's a pity that the current follower didn't answer Wang Li's mood, she was frantically tearing up the farewell book in her hand.

She can tear up the brand new farewell book, and the next moment a new farewell book will automatically appear in her hand again, reminding the tracker with coldness that the farewell book will appear again.

"Why is this happening? Why is this happening? Why on earth is this happening? What the hell is she doing? Why am I doing this?"

The tracker stood where he was, falling into an unstoppable gibberish, almost like a manic patient, tearing up the brand new farewell book while speaking repetitive and fast words.

But the farewell book sent by Wei Wei is not so easy to destroy. She continues to talk nonsense, and the new farewell book will return to her again.

Originally, the farewell book would only be given to a specific person, that is, the target designated by the deceased.

But Wang Li is the operator in the middle. Random access and spying on the contents of other people's farewell books are all basic operations. It is very easy to give someone's farewell book to anyone in the mountains and rivers.

After all, in a sense, the tracker is also very suitable to be the recipient of the farewell book.

"Damn it, give the farewell book to a stranger who doesn't know him, and he doesn't even want to give it to me. Who do you think I am?" The tracker suddenly faced the wall beside him, and stretched out his fingers to leave a mark on the rough wall. Ten deep finger marks.

"Why did this happen? Why did this happen? Why did it have to be like this? Could it be that the emotion I pushed her down the stairs couldn't be turned into resentment? Let her not think of me before she died? What about letting go?"

"What the hell was I doing? What was I doing before? Why did I do it? Why did she do this to me? What did I do wrong?"

The tracker squatted down covering his face, ignoring making a sobbing noise in front of Wang Li.

But the next moment she stood up immediately, looking at Wang Li in front of her with a fierce look.

"That's right, I did nothing wrong, I didn't do anything wrong, this is what I should do, the farewell book should have appeared in my hands, Ruo Xianyi should have shared the dying love with me. Romantic fantasies from before, not with a stranger like you."

"Even if she dies, she must think about me before she dies. That's why I always think so, so I want to push her down. You must have used some special method to take away the farewell book she gave me. It must be like this, you know the farewell book best, so I will not forgive you, cut off the farewell book she gave me, and try to use the farewell book she left me to destroy my will."

"Go to hell." Saying that, the pursuer took a stride and came to Wang Li with a nimble figure like a cheetah.

Before Wang Li could speak, he was pinned to the ground by the pursuers.

"Your thoughts are really subjective." Wang Li pressed against the pursuer's body.

But what kind of force came from his body? At the moment of contact, Wang Li felt as if his body was crushed by dozens of heavy trucks, and there were some cracks on the ground under both of them.

"Ah, I didn't expect your body to withstand my pressure. Try it and see what effect it will have." The tracker said, riding on the overwhelmed Wang Li, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck.

"I know ghost slayers don't need to breathe, but it's one thing not to need to breathe. If I cut off your neck and twist your head off, the separation of head and body is not a simple suffocation."

"Is it necessary to do this?" Wang Li stared at the pursuer in puzzlement.

However, the stalker, who was crazier than anyone else, didn't give Wang Li any chance to move.

The force with which the tracker rode on Wang Li could be said to be the strongest pressure Wang Li felt.

Wang Li temporarily gave up struggling. He has never been able to compare with a woman who was ridiculed to the point of losing her mind.

Especially the opponent's body was not like a normal human being at all, coupled with the power of the outburst of anger, Wang Like really couldn't deal with it.

Being strangled, Wang Li couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"As long as you die obediently in my hands, why did you let me see the farewell book just now? Why did you destroy my little happiness left? Why can't I get rid of the farewell book you said?" The reporter said angrily, and the strength in his hands became more and more forceful, digging out blood holes in Wang Li's throat.

Blood flowed out from the bloody hole, and in the thin blood mist, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.

At such a time, Wang Li wanted to speak, but it turned into gasping with blood foam.

"It seems that you have a certain degree of death resistance, stronger than the average ghost slayer, but so what? As long as I keep choking your neck, you are no match for me, no matter what you have The best self-defense method, as long as you keep pinching your neck." The tracker increased his strength while talking.

The situation is indeed the same, the haunted house can protect Wang Li from being violated, generally speaking, it is the murder rule, and the general accident protection.

But now, the tracked are subjectively choking their necks, under such high-intensity and unilateral physical crushing.

When Wang Li's neck was cut open, when his head was about to be separated from his body, he was receiving fatal injuries almost every second.

What the tracker is doing now can be said to help Wang Li to verify once again what the ghost house can do.

Even if you won't be killed by ordinary supernatural events, accidentally fall down the stairs, accidentally knock your head to death, but if someone has been choking your neck and using strong force to separate your head and body.

The ghost house has no way to protect Wang Li's head from his body.

But at this moment, Wang Li is still alive.

"Why? Why can you still move? Why can you still live without shame after doing what you just did? Why do you have to let me see her farewell book?" The tracker was still questioning Wang Li, but her hand But the force on it was getting harder and harder, and it was simply intended to give Wang Li a chance to answer.

The tracker threw Wang Li down just now, and found that there was always an invisible barrier on Wang Li's body, which was repelling her outstretched hands.

But that was just a vague feeling, the tracker was just blaming the reason why Wang Li was still alive, that he was still a ghost slayer like a walking corpse.

"Go to hell, go to hell, why don't you go to die? Why do you want to live in this world?" the stalker yelled, yelled, choked.

"When are you pinching my neck like this, how long do you want to pinch?" Wang Li said while the pursuer was relaxing.

"What is this, what are you?" The tracker continued to use his hands.

Facing Wang Li's almost mocking eyes, the pursuers saw the large number of blood holes on Wang Li's neck just now, and they were about to return to normal within a short time of her slacking off.

"Just die peacefully. Why stop the bleeding? Why do you want to grow back when the head and body are about to separate?" The tracker lowered his head, and the strength in his hands never eased.

Just now, Wang Li's gaze, as if watching a play, once again deeply hurt the pursuer.

In the previous conversation, even though Wang Li had been planning to watch a show, the tracker never showed any signs of losing his composure.

But after reading the farewell book sent by Ruo Xianyi, the tracker saw that Ruo Xianyi would rather give the farewell book with the world before she died to a stranger who had never seen it before, rather than push her down for herself. floor people.

He didn't even care about himself who caused the murder, instead he gave it to a stranger.

Thinking of this, the hatred in the pursuer's eyes became even stronger, and the expression on his face was no longer as ferocious as before.

The tracker laughed back angrily, "Don't think that, I have nothing to do with you, have you ever eaten people?"

Wang Li was lying on the ground, his neck was still being strangled, and he couldn't answer the follower's question at all.

But in fact, the tracker didn't expect Wang Li to answer. As long as she relaxes her hand for a while, the wound on Wang Li's neck will scab. She will not allow such a thing to happen.

The tracker continued to put pressure on Wang Li's neck, "I've been thinking for a long time, why don't people eat people? Everyone has thought about this question, right?"

"In this world, people eat almost anything. As long as they bite, chew, swallow, and digest, they can get the nutrients that allow life to continue. Devouring and absorbing is the core of life extension and the end of life."

"When people come to this world, they have been plundering the nutrients of their mothers from the very beginning."

"After death, even if you are not bitten by animals, decomposition is still a part of devouring and absorbing. To make a person die, you don't necessarily need a brutal and brutal death."

The tracker said with a smile, and pressed Wang Li's hands with his backhand, bent down, and exhaled a cold breath on his neck.

"Just like you know what I care about most, you must know what I'm going to do next."

Chapter 321 Chapter Three Hundred

The icy breath blowing against Wang Li's ears made his hairs stand on end, but this was not because of simply feeling the cold, but more because of the aversion to cold in his heart.

"You don't have to think too much, I know you, I know what I'm thinking, since you destroy my most important emotion, but that's okay, I can get something else from you, in my dominant position In my free time, I can get what I want."

The tracker said with a smile, the strength in his hand did not decrease because of this, but continued to suppress Wang Li's two arms.

"I know you have a certain degree of death resistance, and I can't do anything to a ghost slayer who can repair his body......"

"If you really think so, you underestimate me too much. Even if it's body regeneration, at least you can change your mind a little bit." The tracker said with a smile.

Wang Li only felt that in her words, the icy breath became closer.

Suddenly, Wang Li felt that his neck lacked a large barrier. It was not like the blood hole that the pursuer pressed with his fingers just now, but more like a huge wound caused by being torn apart.

Blood gushed out from Wang Li's neck like a fountain, staining the two of them red.

Amidst the spray of blood, Wang Li saw a piece of flesh mixed in the pursuer's mouth, which seemed to be bitten from his neck.

The tracker tore open, chewed, and swallowed.

"How about it, you can't move after being scared, even if your body can be repaired, but as long as I chew and swallow your body and turn it into my nutrient, I won't even give you the most basic body, you still have What are the chances of surviving?" The tracker said generously.

The chill in Wang Li's heart just now also appeared at this moment.

Wang Li thought about it just now, but he didn't expect that the tracker would really bite him, and he was so decisive.

"Don't worry, even if it's the first time I've done something like this, I've seen it many times at other times, and judging by your performance, you don't seem to feel pain."

As he said that, the tracker continued to lie on Wang Li's body, gnawing at every piece of flesh and blood on his body.

"Are you surprised by the look in your eyes? What's the surprise? Humans are also a kind of animal. There is nothing in this world that humans cannot eat, so of course humans can be added to the human diet."

The tracker took the time to say while chewing and swallowing, "I have been thinking for a long time, since the human beings in this world will set up farms to breed chickens, ducks and fish in order to satisfy their own appetites."

"So in the world we can't see, in those dark corners, are there human beings who want to satisfy their own appetites, and human beings who are raising food as food reserves? Poor, what about human beings who are treated like livestock from birth?"

"I used to think about it all the time, but these questions just flashed in my mind, and I couldn't figure it out. I used to be unworthy. How far can a person be, how bad can a person be? point."

"If a person is unable to be influenced by a good environment after birth, and thinks that he is a livestock for human consumption after birth, will he feel guilty in his heart if he eats such a poor human being?"

"Until now, I have been thinking about these questions, thinking about them, thinking about them, thinking about them for a long, long time, but I can never figure them out."

"I can't see what other people are thinking, and I don't understand what everyone is thinking in their hearts. What are the cannibals thinking when they eat people? What is the person who is eaten when they are eaten? What are you thinking about?"

"Just judging from the expressions on human faces, there is no way to get an answer, let alone the expressions on the faces of people raised as livestock."