It must be a ghost.

If it weren't for a powerful ghost, how could he cut off the tongue of his handsome brother and disappear in a flash under the gaze of thousands of eyes?

Although the moment the ghost disappeared in a flash, there happened to be lightning strikes, making many cameras and mobile phone lenses on the scene turn dazzling white, no matter what technology is used afterwards, it is impossible to capture its lost traces, but who can not believe that the lightning that is just right is a prop that appears with the disappearance of the ghost?

There are ghosts in the world.

There must be a ghost in the ironclad, in addition to the evidence that the handsome brother's mouth was cut off, there is also the person who was scared crazy.

It's the person who pounces on the camera, his face is distorted and hideous, and he has a weird smile.

After he passed out at the scene, he was immediately lifted into an ambulance that had been on standby for a long time, and rushed to the nearest hospital, but on the way, the car overturned.

Enthusiastic netizens who work in the transportation department also uploaded the video of the ambulance accident to the Internet after the accident, so that everyone can see with their own eyes that when the ambulance was driving normally on a bridge, the car suddenly crashed straight into the railing of the bridge, and the super wings crashed into the river.

According to a post by a local netizen, the river is not wide, the water is not very deep, and it has just passed the ambulance tires.

The four paramedics in the car, including the driver, all climbed out of the overturned ambulance in time after the incident, and then rescued the unconscious patient - the patient was gone.

It's like evaporating out of thin air.

How could such a shallow river, flowing so slowly, wash him away?

But he just wasn't there.

It's as if there was a water ghost hidden in the aquatic plants under the river, and the moment the car overturned, he was taken away.

The patient, who was worse than the handsome brother who had his mouth cut off, ended up worse and was taken away after being possessed by a ghost.

Who is he?

Where were they taken again?

Until now, there has been a heated discussion on the Internet, and the Hokkaido Police Serious Crime Team has taken over the matter, and it is said that experts from a special department in Tokyo have also arrived at the scene.

This special department mainly studies some supernatural events that cannot be explained by science.

The golden sunset after the rain has not dispelled the strange and suspicious clouds that shrouded the land, and the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and the North County Hotel has temporarily closed for business.

When everyone passes by the place where thousands of people gather, they will invariably shudder, as if as long as they turn around, they can see a fleeting shadow, staring at you.

The gaze is terrifying and eerie.

Tengxiu Guitian also felt this way, and even though he was currently sitting on the tatami mat in his bedroom, he always felt that there were shadows that he could not see, hiding in a corner that he could not find, staring at him evilly.

On the table of tatami mats, there is a book, which is the painstaking effort of him to write for more than ten years, called "Restoring the Truth We Have to Say".

Any writer who has spent more than ten years working to write a book, regardless of the content of the book, will not be recognized by everyone, but will undoubtedly gain everyone's respect.

It was with this book that Tengxiu Guitian won the country's highest literary award, White Sakura.

Fame, fortune, popularity, and social status have all made a qualitative leap, and they have become the guests of honor of those right-wing people.

But Tengxiu Guitian knows better than most people that he can achieve his current achievement because he lied.

He only voted for the favor of some powerful figures, and most of the materials he consulted over the years were provided by reporters who accompanied the Japanese army during World War II and retained the materials.

As for the countries such as Britain and the United States, which stand on a neutral position, the real documents of that period of history are ignored - this is the meaning of the right-wingers, and this is also the purpose of his own book.

The island country is a country with many faiths, and Tengxiu Guitian believes in a colorless religion, and the first rule of the canon is not to lie, otherwise he will suffer an extremely terrible curse.

Tengxiu Guitian remembers very well that when he joined the church, he once swore sincerely to the sect leader that if he lied, he would be hanged by the noose of fate.

The vows of the past years seemed to be still echoing in his ears, and he took over the task of composing this book for the sake of unspeakable interests.

More than ten years of hard study in the cold window - the achievement of Tengxiu Guitian's special status today, he is extremely grateful to the god of fate for the gift, but in the dead of night, he will also think about a question.

Will you be cursed for breaking your oath and hanged by the noose of fate?

No, it won't.

Never.

In the real world, how can there be those Shinto things?

Before today, as long as Tengxiu Guitian thought of this question, he would laugh, hug his gentle, beautiful and virtuous wife, and continue to sleep.

Teng Xiu's wife, who is thirty-four years old this year, is definitely the most traditional good wife and mother in the island country, with a gentle personality, beautiful appearance, snow-white skin as if it is as soft as no bones, and after being violently hit by a man, she will not let out a hypocritical scream like those annoying girlfriends.

She would only cry, crying and singing in a low voice, to praise her man for being a warrior.

Such a woman is the absolute best, as if it is made of water.

The wife's name is very simple, just two words, cherry blossoms.

Whenever he holds his wife like a white cherry blossom, Tengxiu will have an unreal dream feeling when he returns to the field, how can he be virtuous, and can marry such a beautiful and virtuous wife?

After marrying Sakura, Tengxiu has never set foot in those occasions since he returned to the field, and if he can, he will never go out.

Every day when it gets dark, I hug my cherry blossom-like wife into my arms, gently scrape her little nose with my fingers, look at her eyes as bright as stars, and take a sip of sake, and Tengxiu returns to the field drunk.

Tonight he didn't, didn't take his white cherry blossom wife into his arms, shaved her little nose, and sunk into her starry eyes, because he felt a fear he had never felt before.

Very strange fear, with someone to accompany him, the more scared he became.

When Sakura was invited out of her husband's bedroom, she also saw that he was uncertain and uneasy, and just wanted to lie in his arms like a cat like a cat as in the past, and when he became very manly, she cried softly and praised his bravery.

It's just that she didn't dare.

I didn't dare to disobey my husband's wishes, so I had to go to another room to rest.

In the middle of the night, she woke up to a nightmare.

She dreamed of her beloved husband, who suddenly hanged himself in his bedroom, his tongue sticking out of his elder, and a line written in ink on his chest, I am a sinner.

She was so frightened that she couldn't care about disobeying her husband anymore, so she stepped on the clogs, wrapped in a sheet, and staggered through the corridor to the bedroom.

The bedroom was still lit up, and the dim light reflected in the window, outlining a clear shadow.

It was a vertical shadow, tall, or rather long, with its head against the ceiling of the bedroom—Sakura's heart chuckled, and she raised her hand and opened the door.

Then she saw all that she had dreamed of, her beloved husband, hung from the ceiling lamp in the ceiling, his eyes already wide open, his tongue sticking out of his elder, and a line written on his open chest.

I am a sinner.

Sakura stared blankly at her husband, suspecting that she hadn't woken up from the nightmare, and subconsciously raised her hand to rub her eyes vigorously, wrapping her delicate sheets and sliding down like water.

When Sakura opened her eyes again, her husband was still hanging there, his posture so coquettish and charming that he hadn't changed in the slightest, but a pair of eyes full of evil suddenly appeared from the dark corner where the corpse blocked the light.

Sakura slowly looked at those eyes, and the moment they looked at each other, she actually understood the evil meaning in those eyes, come here, come here.

She wants to escape, she wants to scream, there are ghosts!

It is impossible for a person to have such a pair of eyes, because it is slowly turning red, becoming more evil, and people are irresistible, only like a fool, step by step.

On your knees.

The eyes gave a new command, and Sakura still couldn't resist and slowly knelt down.

She didn't dare to look at those eyes, she wanted to look at her husband even more, hoping that the next moment he would fall on his own and live.

So, as she knelt down, she half-turned, turned her back to those evil eyes, and looked at her husband.

An incomparably cold hand slowly rested on her delicate and plump buttocks, and immediately a layer of goosebumps came out, making her no longer dare to look up at her husband, only her forehead touched the ground and she cried softly.

When—

When the pendulum of an old-fashioned grandfather clock strikes midnight and comes from another room, the cry of the cherry blossoms turns into a murmuring chant, accompanied by what should be a very abrupt but harmonious clang.

The feeling she had never felt before made her raise her head and look at her husband's body with teary eyes.

When she entered, she did not close the door, and the southwest wind blew in, blowing her husband's corpse, causing it to slowly turn around and look at his beloved new wife.

Seeing her being hit by a devil, crazy.

You're going to die.

A strange smile suddenly appeared in the corpse's eyes that were out of the sockets, as if it was from another world.

Yes, I'm going to die.

Sakura, who was singing softly, thought so and lowered her head again, tears spilling down her eyes on the floor.

There was a certain feeling peculiar to women, which clearly told her that she could not withstand the evil impact behind her - she would die in a feeling that she had never felt before.

Sakura didn't die.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw the sun, saw a person, and heard a lot of people talking outside.

She was still lying in the bedroom where she had dreamed last night, still covered with a blanket, and her sister-in-law, kneeling on the tatami mat beside her, looked at her with a worried face.

After seeing her open her eyes, her sister-in-law's face was full of joy: "Sakura, you finally woke up!" But it scares us to death, you always talk gibberish in your sleep, crying and shouting Fujihide's name—"

After saying this, the sister-in-law asked in a low voice: "It's just, who is the terrible heart you shouted?" Don't tell me, that's Fujihide. ”

"Am I dreaming?"

When Sakura turned over and sat up, there was pain underneath, and she frowned in pain.

"yes, you've been dreaming. No matter how you scream, you can't wake up. Luckily, you woke up in time and called an ambulance—"

"Where's Fujihide?"

Sakura interrupted her sister-in-law and asked anxiously.

"He's dead."

The sister-in-law's face was gloomy, and she whispered, "Hang yourself and die." Now the police are in that house, surveying the scene. ”

"Ah, he, he's really dead?"

Sakura was stunned, and only said after a long time, "Sister-in-law, I want to be alone and quiet." ”

The sister-in-law hesitated, nodded and got up and retreated, closing the door.

When Sakura was stunned, a light voice suddenly came from the depths of her memory—suddenly reluctant to let you die. Miss me, come to Huaxia, Qingshan City. Don't tell anyone.

"Who are you?"

Sakura was stunned for a long time, slowly turned around and lifted the sheet, and found that there was a black skull on the snow-white buttocks.