With a smile on his face, the Ghost King pressed the button next to the bed, and after a while, the door opened. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was the little nurse who walked in, and the word of the ghost king spread all over it. Q: What do you need?

The ghost king trembled and pointed to the location of the skeleton on the west wall, and said, "Take him to see the contents of the cabinets on the west side."

The little nurse gave me a sigh of encouragement, then waved at me and said, "Please."

I glanced at the Ghost King, and the Ghost King nodded. Motioned for me to go over and look. He followed the little nurse to a row of cabinets on the west side of the room, and the little nurse pulled open the cabinets. He took out a photo album and handed it to me.

"There are about thirty people here, and you take a closer look at their looks and physical features." With that, the little nurse turned around and walked out.

I just opened the photo album. Surprised, this... This turned out to be my photo!

I hurriedly ran back to the ghost king's bed, and the ghost king saw that I was so nervous, and laughed softly: Don't worry, move a stool, sit down, and I'll tell you slowly.

In a hurry, I moved a chair and sat in front of the ghost king's hospital bed, I pointed to the first photo and said: How can you have my photo? Have you been to my house? Or have you been spying on me since I was a child?

The ghost king said: Since you were a child, there are indeed high-ranking people watching, but this photo is not you.

"Not me?" I was stunned and looked at the photo again, and the guy was almost exactly what I looked like when I was in middle school, and I could tell it. This was taken with a stealth camera, not face-to-face with Zhengdaguang.

Then I turned the page, and on the reverse side of the page was a picture of a dead man, who was the same person who looked very similar to me.

There is information in the following remarks.

"Zhang Yue, male, 90.03.28. Hubei, primary school culture. Died in '99. ”

I was quite puzzled, continued to look down, the more I looked, the more surprised I became, I turned more than 30 pages in a row, and I found that everyone looked exactly like me!

It can be said that from the time I can walk, to the point where I am now, the appearance of these thirty people is simply my growth record, and it simply fully reflects the changes in my appearance from childhood to adulthood.

But each of these thirty people, each with a different name and place of birth, as well as the place where they lived, can be said to be scattered all over the country.

Some of these people are children of rich families, some are ordinary workers, some are white-collar workers in companies, and some are children who don't even have to read in remote mountainous areas. But without exception, the notes of these people are all dead!

Turning to the last page, I found a black paper in the album on this page. The paper was so black that it was shiny, as if it was covered with ink, and when I pinched it out, it turned out to be a photo, because the paper must have been a photo to the touch, but I don't know why it was all blackened by ink.

"Who is this?" I pinched out the photo and asked the ghost king.

The ghost king did not shy away from it at all, and said to me simply and clearly: These are two people.

"Two people?" I'm a little puzzled, because in the photo in front of me, it's all one person, absolutely the same. And it's very regular, generally the front is a photo of his life, and the back page is a photo of his death.

I asked, "Who are these two people?"

The ghost king stretched out his trembling hand, first pointed to his chest, and then pointed at me and said, "Me and you."

My brain was really going to explode, and it was almost confusing me, and finally the ghost king said: Haven't you always wanted to know what I look like? Lift my mask.

As soon as I heard the ghost king say this, I didn't care about any respect or disrespect, so I immediately got up and carefully unveiled the mask on the ghost king's face.

This looks so much like my father!

But I guarantee 10,000 percent that the ghost king has absolutely nothing to do with my father, because my father has been an honest man all his life. The Ghost King is different, he was born to do great things! Zhuang Hua is crazy.

Not only that, but the ghost king and I are also very similar, I asked in surprise: When I was in the river, the policewoman knocked off your mask, and then said that it was you, did the policewoman see your face at that time?

The Ghost King nodded, his demeanor was so similar to what my father looked like when he was in his thirties, and when I talked to him, I always felt like I was talking to my father.

In this way, I figured it out, no wonder the policewoman followed me with all her heart after seeing the ghost king, saying that she had to stay by my side for anything, I think she should treat the ghost king as my father.

But I really have nothing to do with the ghost king.

The ghost king said: In one sentence, you can understand everything. You are my junior, and these thirty or so people who died are also my juniors.

I asked, "Do you know my father?"

The Ghost King shook his head.

I asked again: Then do you know my father and my second master?

The Ghost King shook his head again.

I said: You don't know my father, and you don't know my father, so you still say that you are my elder?

The ghost king smiled heartily, although his voice was very weak, but he could still see a little bit of contempt for the world, he said: There are too many and too complicated things, I won't tell you for the time being, otherwise you will not be able to accept it, and it may make you crazy. You just need to remember one thing.

"What's the matter?"

"I can save you, you can save me, you are the only one among these thirty people who has gone to the end, and the person who has the best way, the fate of the two of us has been tied together. After your body is reorganized, all the treasures have been fused into one, and no one can snatch them, but the power of the demon heart is also emanating from your body, this time, the two of us must save ourselves at the same time. ”

After the ghost king finished speaking, he looked at me meaningfully.

In fact, I was thinking in my heart that the reason why the Ghost King told me these words was because when he used the Heavenly Apocalypse Land, he accidentally damaged the Heavenly Apocalypse Land, and he was about to fail in his cultivation. Otherwise, I don't think the ghost king will tell these secrets and discs, in the Tongtian Futu, he is very obvious, and he doesn't intend to let me know what he looks like, and even the memory of the policewoman has been washed away by him.

"How can I help myself?" I asked again.

The ghost king said: The key point is in the ghost eye.

"Do you want me to take us on a planeswalk back in time? And then take the apocalypse again? "I asked the Ghost King tentatively.

The ghost king shook his head and said: This is impossible, I have also studied the ghost eye for a long time, and then I found that there is an inertia in the selection of the owner of this thing, that is, he likes to look for the weak. It makes sense to do this, because the weak don't have the power to forcibly harness the ghost eye, so they can't actively use the mysterious power inside, so that there won't be a lot of life-threatening things.

"Actually, I can hold out for a long time, and calling you over tonight is just to give you a wake-up call. There is a celestial omen landing tonight, and the four Dharma Protectors have already gone to carry out my orders, and I will inform you as soon as there is news. If it's okay, you can go back and rest early. ”

My brain is really messed up, I don't dare to talk to the ghost king anymore, I'm afraid that if I say it for a while, I'll go completely crazy, I think this world is too crazy.

The big thing that happened after the reorganization of the body, in fact, the ghost king still didn't explain it to me, I know he deliberately didn't tell me, maybe this so-called big thing, if I tell me, I really can't bear the weight.

On the way back, I kept thinking: Is it because I have ghost eyes that such a powerful person as the ghost king also needs me to save him?

Counting my journey, all the strange events that have touched me have been hooked to the ghost eye in the end.

It seems that there is a good saying, money that is not guarded by strength is a disaster.

When I returned to the house, I saw that the lights in Chen Wei's dormitory had not been extinguished, I went over and knocked on the door, he was drinking alcohol, and when he saw my arrival, he quickly pulled me to sit on the edge of the bed and poured it for me.

He was no longer a manager, and since his dismissal, he has been a heavier drinker, drinking a little almost every day.

Drinking and drinking, Chen Wei patted me on the shoulder and asked, "Brother, where have you been?"

I smiled and said, "It's okay, it turned out to be an old friend who wanted to see me, but it was just a bit mysterious."

Chen Wei hummed and whispered to me: If you want me to say, don't do it here, did you watch the news today? Something big happened in the suburbs.

I whispered, "What's the big deal?"

"Hehe, a meteorite has fallen from the sky!" As soon as Chen Wei finished saying this, I chuckled in my heart, and remembered what the Ghost King said: Tonight, the sky will fall...