That's right...... There is also a silver bell that I carry with me, although it is not an illegal device, just an ornament, but it has accompanied Nangong Douling since she was a child, witnessing her growth, like a friend who never leaves.

With it, Nangong Douling is much more relieved.

Don't panic, it's just a memory of a ghost, and everything that happened is not real, it's no different from a hallucination.

She comforted herself so much that she couldn't defeat the mere illusion, and her brain calmed down and she had the energy to think.

I don't know if it's a hint in her heart, the bell seems to have sent some strength to her, she used this power to squeeze out the last trace of willpower, try to raise her hand, tear off the bell around her neck, concentrate, instill the aura of her whole body into the bell, and silently recite the invisibility spell in her mouth.

The silver bell suddenly emitted a strong light, overshadowing the light of the flames, and the jingle bell rang incessantly, and the sound was so loud and piercing that I couldn't imagine that this deafening sound was just a bell the size of a thumb.

The effect is similar to Master's Manjushri Bell, and the noisy souls of the dead are not at peace.

Zhou Luo shouted miserably: "Stop!

The heat around him disappeared in an instant, and the narrow space turned into a mess of grass, and the incinerator was gone.

She sat up, looked at her hands, the burnt and blistered skin was restored, touched her face, and fortunately, her precious face was preserved.

The pain has also subsided, and the relaxation of the whole body is really an illusion.

She let out a long sigh, got up, and said "Thank you for your hard work" to the bell in her hand.

She pulled away the weeds in front of her, which were taller than people, and looked left and right, looking for traces of Zhou Luo's return.

This was a cemetery, and the silence was amplified even by the sound of breathing.

She finally saw Zhou Luohui, and wondered in her heart, he was not in the form of a ghost, no different from a living person.

Isn't he dead? Could it be a repetition of a memory? This memory is the time before he died?

It seems that the evil ghost Zhou Luohui is hiding in the dark again.

Zhou Luo returned to the cross-body of the travel bag, which looked heavy, and the corner of the travel bag oozed dark red bloodstains, and left the cemetery in silence and walked down the mountain.

Nangong Douling's brows furrowed, remembering what he had said before, he had taken the severed head to the cemetery to worship his daughter.

Presumably this is the scene in front of you.

Nangong Douling raised his heels, heard a slight movement in the grass behind him, turned his head and saw a figure looming among the grass.

Nangong Douling's heart sank, it was Lin Hailong.

He was silently following Zhou Luohui, who didn't seem to be aware of it.

This boy is much more mature than when he saw him before, he was already precocious, and now he is even more vicissitudes, like an adult dragging a young man's body.

He was wearing a baseball shirt, a hat over his head, unkempt bangs covering his eyes, his hands in his pockets, staring at Zhou Luohui's back, and his footsteps followed.

What exactly does he want to do?

Nangong Douling turned around and felt the scenery spin again, this time it passed quickly, was it because the memories were speeding up?

The picture suddenly cuts to the entrance of the private house, where Zhou Luohui lived, and Nangong master and apprentice also moved in twenty years later.

Nangong Douling looked at the sky, it seemed to be one or two o'clock in the afternoon, at this time, the residents had already gone to work without taking a nap, and no one walked around.

After Zhou Luohui's figure entered the house, Lin Hailong walked in silently, and Nangong Douling hurriedly caught up.

Suddenly, Zhou Luohui appeared from the corner of the stairs, slammed Lin Hailong, pressed him against the wall, and dropped his travel bag to the ground.

A fruit knife that shimmered with cold light pressed against Lin Hailong's chin.

Nangong Douling stared closely at the two of them.

"Finally out of your comfort zone...... I've been waiting for you for a long time. Zhou Luohui slapped him on the cheek with the blade of a knife.

Lin Hailong didn't frighten him, "Why did you become like this? You are so old, where did the majestic Teacher Zhou go before? Why did your hair fall so little? It was still full of wrinkles? Heh, I haven't seen you for two years, it seems that you are having a bad time." In the work-study school, I was at ease every day, exercising, working and resting on time, only occasionally punishing the instructor twice, running to the playground and washing the toilet or something, but it couldn't compare to your corporal punishment, compared with you, the devil, the instructor was quite merciful. At least he won't teach us a lesson like a dog. He treats us sinful children as human beings, which you can't do. ”

"I didn't look for you, but you came out to find me, do you know that you are committing suicide by doing this?"

"I stayed at home and didn't come out, not to hide from you. After killing your daughter, I will no longer be afraid of you. I would dare to kill anyone, would I be afraid of you, a teacher who can only use violence to insult the personality of students? I have transcended the obstacles in my heart, I have won you, I have won. ”

"You killed my daughter just to win me?"

"That's right, I'm going to let you know that I can be more ruthless than you. "Yes, I cut off the heads of three people without blinking an eye, and you only killed one person, and you are a little more tender than me. Zhou Luohui sneered at him, "Then tell me, since you are not hiding from me, what is the purpose of staying at home?"

Lin Hailong did not speak.

Zhou Luohui laughed back, "You are still the same as before, duplicitous ......"

Suddenly, there was a muffled snort, and Zhou Luohui's entire face was deformed, and the knife in his hand fell under his feet.

He covered the important part under his lower abdomen, and a syringe was pierced on it, and the piston had been completely pushed into the syringe, injecting the medicine inside into Zhou Luo's body.

Zhou Luohui pulled out the needle and asked him with a roar, "What is this!" by the way...... There is also a silver bell that I carry with me, although it is not an illegal device, just an ornament, but it has accompanied Nangong Douling since she was a child, witnessing her growth, like a friend who never leaves.

With it, Nangong Douling is much more relieved.

Don't panic, it's just a memory of a ghost, and everything that happened is not real, it's no different from a hallucination.

She comforted herself so much that she couldn't defeat the mere illusion, and her brain calmed down and she had the energy to think.

I don't know if it's a hint in her heart, the bell seems to have sent some strength to her, she used this power to squeeze out the last trace of willpower, try to raise her hand, tear off the bell around her neck, concentrate, instill the aura of her whole body into the bell, and silently recite the invisibility spell in her mouth.

The silver bell suddenly emitted a strong light, overshadowing the light of the flames, and the jingle bell rang incessantly, and the sound was so loud and piercing that I couldn't imagine that this deafening sound was just a bell the size of a thumb.

The effect is similar to Master's Manjushri Bell, and the noisy souls of the dead are not at peace.

Zhou Luo shouted miserably: "Stop!