It's like now that I'm a little conscious, I find that I can't make any sound. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info My lips were shaking, shaking so badly, I felt the seriousness of the matter. It's like a child who is about to drown, desperately stretching out his hand to ask for help but finding that he can't make any sound, that feeling of helplessness is my position at this moment. I stretched out my hands, my vision slowly wandering between them, and Xiaohong's warning was repeated in my mind.

I don't know when everything changed. Is it reality? Or is it untrustworthy and false? Take advantage of this time, and take advantage of it to recognize it clearly. I slowly recalled a little bit of draining, little by little aftertaste, suddenly there was a sense of sourness hit the facial features, I can't forget, I can't forget those bits and pieces, the person in my memory, and the smile in my dream, it turns out that I have always collected it.

Listening to the busy suona music in front of me, the poignant suona sound is intertwined into a tragic music, rubbing out an endless cycle of curses, and the air is full of heavy sadness. It seems that some kind of prologue is about to begin. Somehow, a sudden sadness swelled up in my heart, my heart tightened violently again, and the hidden haze in my heart gradually expanded again. This sudden sadness is not so easy to happen, is it the conscious fear of this body? Suddenly, my face turned pale, my brow furrowed, and my ears turned vigilant. After a while, everything seemed to have changed nothing, the suona was still ticking as usual, and the sedan chair never stopped.

A trace of hesitation flashed on my face, could it be that I was thinking too much? Somehow, I was always nervous in my heart, and Gu Yu's emotions surged into my heart, and only then did I lower my brow but my heart. I didn't have much confidence in the first place, but now that I think about it, I feel even more hopeless. What the hell is going to happen? I always feel that it's too calm now, and it's kind of scary. Although it is not terrifying, there is a burst of darkness that wants to drown everything here.

Just as I was in a daze and fell into some kind of contemplation, the sedan chair suddenly stopped. Is it to Zhou's house? But it's noisy outside, not like it's to Zhou's house? Is there someone making trouble outside? After hesitating for a while, I couldn't help but be curious, and stretched out my hand to open the red door curtain to find out.

It turned out that there was a funeral procession, and the happy and funeral teams all collided. It stands to reason that if this situation is encountered, it is generally necessary to give way to the funeral procession, and there is no saying that the deceased is the greatest. I've heard this matter mentioned by Bai Leng Mian before. The crowds of people who came and went on the streets were all interested in this incident, and they came to watch it or join in the fun, and they had different ideas. Well, it's their business, and it's not my turn as a prisoner. I couldn't help but laugh to myself. My face darkened slightly, and I thought to myself, maybe I really couldn't escape, should I just sit back and wait? If this is my fate, should I have the courage to struggle or submit to the will of God?

I shook my head helplessly, "Well, do I still have a choice at this moment?" I glanced at the crowd, this should be the last time I will use my consciousness to identify the world, right?

Suddenly, my heart tightened and my breathing became a little rapid. A familiar figure appeared not far from me, it was him! It was really him! He was standing in the crowd at the moment, frowning and hesitating.

At that moment, I was calm, my heart was very excited, and I smiled and accidentally expressed my feelings. I opened my lips to call out to the person in front of me. However, there was no sound. Why is this happening? With a mournful resentment, like a drowning child waving his hands for help from the water, trying to grasp this hope in front of him. Despair took hold of me and imprinted it in the depths of my soul.

I still waved my hands and tapped the panel on the side of the curtain from time to time, trying to get the man's attention with my sound. My feet seemed to be burned into the wooden planks of the sedan chair, and I couldn't move, and this body had already merged with the sedan chair! No matter how much I slapped the door panel and made a sound, everyone still didn't look back, or even reacted at all. It's like my one-man show, there is no audience, only me in my own world for help.

In the air, I seemed to smell a strong rancid stench, and right behind me, there was a smell of filth and filth. This is the most familiar smell, is it those things? The sedan chair suddenly became very dark, and I vaguely felt the coldness behind me, as if a face was attached to my back. There was silence here, and the wind was chilling somewhere. Fear is spreading, darkness is stretching. And at this moment, my heart is beating uneasily.

Something is indeed approaching. What is it? Is it Xiaohong? She said before that she would not let go of the owner of this body, it should be her, right? I really can't think of anyone else with such a powerful grudge besides her. It can't be the killer, right? Could it be because he didn't succeed in killing Xiaoru in front of him, and now he wants to carry out this obsession?

The things behind me made my heart hairy, and at this moment, I only felt that my heartbeat had stopped. I can't imagine if a terrifying face will appear in the next second. Or, just cut my throat with a sharp fingernail and let me die of blood loss in pain. I don't even have the courage to spy on it. I bit my lip and my body trembled slightly.

Please, hear my cry for help, I don't want to die like this. I cried out in my heart, and the boundless fear and weakness were still not diminished, but rather extended. The situation has gotten worse as I thought. It's like the face that is close to my back, accompanied by a slight breathing sound, a very light breathing sound, as if it is a deliberate reminder that I am right behind you!

When I thought of this, a desperate thought suddenly sprung up in my heart. Before I could think any further, a pair of rotten and insect-ridden hands wrapped tightly around my neck, and a pungent rancid smell made my nose tingle. I had some trouble breathing, and I was out of breath. I reached out and swung desperately, trying to get rid of the power of real resentment. But it didn't work at all.

I couldn't care less about the feeling of the disgusting bugs on my skin, and my twitching body gradually lost signs of struggle, my eyes were bloodshot, and my two bulging eyes were dyed red. The mouth was wide open, I don't know if it was because I wanted to breathe or because of fear. The remaining tear marks were imprinted on the skin of the face, and as the rouge powder faded, a trail of blood floated. Blood kept coming out of his mouth, like a spring on the ground, and it never stopped.

I was so uncomfortable! The tingling sensation was a brutal reminder that this was a real situation. I felt my heart slowly stop beating and my breathing gradually faded. I closed my eyes and waited for the judgment of the last moment of death. Am I dying like this? Am I not attached to Xiaoru's body? If she dies now, what will happen to my soul?

Suddenly I remembered a mantra, a mantra that Bai Leng Mian often chanted. Over time, I also remembered it invisibly. Too on the stage star, the strain does not stop. Exorcise evil spirits and protect your life. Wisdom is clear and the mind is at peace. The three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul. Haste as a law...... Actually, I didn't know what kind of spell it was, but all I thought was that I could get my cry for help to that person's ear. I meditated in my mind over and over again, for fear of missing a second. However, the hands that were tightly bound around my neck never loosened in the slightest, but accelerated the strength of the pinch.