The sound in my head made me remember for a moment as if the floodgates had opened.

The memories that had been locked in my mind by some unknown force suddenly turned into incomparably clear images at the moment when the eye drops were spilled, and one after another flashed before my eyes, almost overwhelming me.

I saw myself before I suddenly went to the train station, at the door of my rented house, and was dragged into the house by Zhou Qi.

At first, it was almost impossible to resist, because I deeply remember that my eyes were very painful at that time, and I was so painful that I was unable to resist Zhou Qi's strength.

But gradually the intensity of my struggle began to become apparent. About the moment when the door slammed shut behind me, I was stunned for a moment, almost as if I had completely given up resisting, but then I suddenly struggled with extraordinary force, and stopped Zhou Qi's footsteps dragging me abruptly, and then grabbed Zhou Qi's hand back, dragged her towards me, and grabbed the rope around her neck as the distance was close.

The sharp twist of the shape shì caused Zhou Qi to start backing away.

As she retreated, she clutched the rope around her neck, as if it was a weakness for her.

This reminded me of the first time I dreamed in bed, and I used it to make her give up her entanglement with me and leave quickly.

The difference was that she didn't leave this time, because I clung to the rope and didn't know where it came from, and not only trapped her, but dragged her into my room.

I didn't look like a woman at all, but like a man of infinite strength.

Even the face and expression don't look like the same person as me.

After dragging her into the room, I began to tighten the rope loop, very slowly, as if to take the opportunity to admire Zhou Qi struggling in my hands.

Then gradually, the already fragile neck was completely twisted together, making Zhou Qi look extremely painful.

I never knew that ghosts could also have physical pain, especially a ghost like her who had been in the human world for so long.

She screamed and glared at me, stretching out her long, sharp fingers to grab me, but the strange thing was that she was so close to me that her body was almost together, but no matter how hard she was and how she struggled, her fingers couldn't touch me.

It was as if there was an invisible protective layer around me.

I continued to slowly retract the rope in my hand under the effect of this protective layer, and continued to watch her quietly.

Until her face began to darken.

A face that was originally as white as porcelain suddenly resembled those ancient corpses in the museum that had been placed for too long, not only blackened, but also hard, a kind of hardness that could be discerned by the naked eye.

A few seconds later, there was a crunch, and the stiff head broke off from her stiff, dry body, rolling three times to the ground, and the screams around me opened wide, as if they still wanted to bite me hard, to expel a breath of evil from her chest.

But before the teeth touched my shoes, they shattered, shattered to the ground, and then, with a long scream, Zhou Qi's head and body turned into a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, I turned and opened the window, letting the wind drive the swirling things out.

Then he closed the curtains, raised his head and looked around, while walking slowly around the room.

When he walked to the chest of drawers, his shoulders trembled, as if he was startled by the sudden reflection of his face in the mirror.

But after a moment he laughed to himself, and as he laughed, he lifted the mirror and carefully examined his face, from his face to his neck, and then from his neck to his collar.

I wanted to continue to shine down, but I frowned, as if I felt that the action of opening the collar was really troublesome. I simply took off all my clothes, took them off clean from the inside out, and then picked up the mirror again, and continued to look slowly from top to bottom, while slowly stroking my body from top to bottom.

"Tsk, it's almost an airfield. Then I muttered softly, put on my clothes again, dragged my luggage out from under the bed, and staggered out towards the door.

Along the way, looking east and west, it seems that whatever I see along the way is very interesting to me.

Especially women.

Those women who dress fashionably and coolly, and who happen to have a very good figure.

Whenever such women walked in front of me, I would always look at them for a long time, some of them would ignore them and walk away, and some would roll their eyes or look directly at me.

Every time I encounter this, I don't care, I drag my luggage and continue to move forward, so I look at it while walking, and I just finish all the distance that needs a bus and a subway, and then I get to the train station.

As soon as I arrived at the train station, I immediately bought a train ticket back to my hometown, and I don't know why I looked so excited when I bought the ticket.

After that, look at the time and hang around around the station. I bought a lot of food, large pieces of pizza, large pieces of cake, steak and lamb chops, and all kinds of snacks, ate them all, and then ran into the nearby mall, swiped my card to buy thousands of dollars of clothes and shoes that I am usually reluctant to buy no matter what.

Wearing such an expensive new outfit, the image instantly becomes bright, so the interest in shopping is also higher.

I dragged my luggage and strutted around the huge square of the train station.

I enjoyed the crowded crowd around me, and even the occasional sneak glance at me, and even stopped for a long time in a place with a large piece of glass from time to time, just to admire my bright clothes in the reflection of the glass.

Witnessing this qiē, I suddenly realized that the original amnesia was really a good thing for me.

It's a pity that fate likes to go against people, and when you just realize that it's a good thing, it can easily take it away from you, and then throw back at you the true side of the truth that you can't accept, forcing you to accept it again.

And I could only silently continue to watch, looking at the one I remembered, after finally finishing a new dress, I bought a book with the most ambiguous cover from the stall, and then stood leisurely in the middle of the square.

Standing with a smile, Smile pulled out of her bag and looked in a mirror.

My face was reflected in the mirror, and the blood-red pupil of my right eye.

I noticed a face reappear in my pupils.

The face I thought was a hallucination when I saw it in my house.

He looked at me with the same smile as I did through the reflection in the mirror.

He laughed and I laughed, and I looked up when he looked up.

Then, I heard myself muttering something that I didn't say at all: "It's time for you to tidy up your airfield, Beitang." ”

After that, this missing memory finally connected with my existing memory, and it also made me understand how I got from home to the train station in an instant.

Obviously, it was because of the relationship with the man in the right eye.

I don't know what he is.

Is it a ghost, a demon, or a god?

Whatever it was, he was parasitic in my eyeball, not only occupying my right eye, but also manipulating my behavior.

"What the hell are you......" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but ask.

'Things?' the voice in his head smiled, 'Look at how little this kid is, and as soon as he opens his mouth, he calls his savior something. ”

"What can I call if I don't call something in other people's eyes?"

'God. ’

"I've never seen a god in anyone else's eyeballs. ”

'Yes, you didn't have that much knowledge when you were a kid. Yes...... By the way, speaking of which, just yesterday during the day, you were very well-behaved, how sincere you kowtowed to me, how could you change your sex as soon as one night passed?'

"You...... Are you the Snow Bodhisattva??"

'What do you think?'

There is only one god who made me kowtow very sincerely during the day yesterday, and that is the Snow Bodhisattva who I hope to invite him like the master when I was a child and dissolve this terrible fate in me.

However, the ritual I had done yesterday was not completed, and it was interrupted by a suicide who fell from the sky, so it was impossible for the Snow Bodhisattva to appear. In other words, even if it does appear, how can a god who saves people's lives get into my eyeballs and manipulate me to buy food, drink, and Japanese novels?

Thinking of this, the hard object in my right eyeball suddenly moved, and I almost fell to my knees in pain.

A soft laugh sounded in my head, and then something soft pressed against my painful eyeball, and it was gently brushed twice, which was just in time to relieve the sharp pain: 'What do you want...... It's the first man I've ever seen you naked, so would you like to have a little respect for me?'

It's a fart.

I almost couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, but the residual pain in my eyes made me press the emotion at the right time, and I was silent and silent.

'You've grown up. Then he was heard sighing softly and smiling. It's a pity that the breasts are still so small. ’

"Heh, as if you were the Snow Bodhisattva. ”

'Who am I?'

"God knows who you are, I only know that a god who saves people's lives will never peek at others as obscenely as you. ”

'What's the other thing peeking at someone?'

Knowingly asked, I bit my lip and ignored him.

He did not continue to speak, as if for a moment he had suddenly lost interest in speaking, and fell silent as I did, and the sudden silence made me hear a somewhat strange voice at once.

Blowing and blowing, like gongs and drums, suona jubilant sound.

From afar, it came from somewhere outside the detention center, looming, as if a family had suddenly held a happy event in the early hours of the morning.

But who will do the happy event in the early hours of the morning......

Thinking of this, a soft voice came to my head: 'Don't move, don't make a sound. ’

"Why?" I asked, as low as he did.

Even though it was early in the morning, the night of gods and demons was not completely finished. ’

"What...... What does it mean......"

"That is to say, Beitang, you little unlucky bastard, not only did you have a curse on your body, but you also unfortunately saw something that killed people on the night of the blood moon, so they came to you at this time...... Hehe......'

Before he could finish speaking, the narrow skylight in the room suddenly opened with a bang.

At the same time, the sound of gongs and drums, which originally sounded distant and vague, was close at hand, and after a lively blowing and beating, I saw a white shadow outside the window, carrying a cold wind, rushing straight in from outside the small gap:

"The soul is coming...... Born Soul ...... Nine springs open under the stupa ......".