Jiang Futing didn't hesitate much, and strode over, since he took this list, and since he was sure that this male ghost was the ghost in the family, he had to ask and find out what the situation was.

The ghost shuddered as he noticed his swift footsteps, and then began to run violently forward.

"Wait a minute!" Jiang Futing saw that the male ghost was leaving, so he followed closely, and the steps under his feet turned into running.

As if the other party couldn't hear it, just as the male ghost was about to cross the crossroads, Jiang Futing condensed the ghost qi on his body, and suddenly poured out of his body.

The male ghost noticed the movement on his body, and at the same time, the strong ghost qi on his body suddenly erupted, and it invaded towards him like a bamboo.

Jiang Futing was stunned by the ghostly aura that came to his face, although he had no intention of harming him, the strong power exuded from it still made him vigilant.

By the time he had recovered and the black fog had lifted, the road was empty again.

Jiang Futing locked his eyebrows and looked in the direction he left, the strong power of the other party still surprised him a little, the first time he used ghost qi so brutally, his fingertips were still a little cold.

Just as he was about to turn to leave, a small light suddenly reflected in the middle of the crossroads.

He walked over slowly, looked down at it, and it was a very old pocket watch.

The metal part is all made of copper, and the outside has rusted a lot of green patina, which looks really old, but the lenses on the pocket watch are clean and maintained like new.

There is not much rust on the chain, probably because it is worn less and oxidizes more slowly.

Jiang Futing squatted down and pulled out a piece of paper to wrap it, and the rich black gas wrapped in the pocket watch could almost swallow the watch.

Obviously fell out of the male ghost just now, and the needle inside was also a little slower than the normal time, Jiang Futing looked at his mobile phone, and walked around almost 13 seconds slower, and it was estimated that the movement was rusty.

But just now, what was the reason why he suddenly ran away, it was the same as being stimulated.

When I picked it up, the back of the pocket watch came loose a little.

He flipped over and glanced at it, and there was a photo clip behind it, and the process was indeed the same as it was twenty years ago.

The photo above is very small, the black and white photo of the film wash, it is very well preserved, the black place has faded a little, the impact is not very large, and the two men on it can still be seen clearly.

Standing respectfully, it also shines on the shoulder, one with a very stiff face, and the other with a shallow smile on the corner of his lips.

The relationship between the two looks good.

The man with a straight face, Jiang Futing, recognized it at first glance, it was the male ghost.

As for the person beside him, he smiled gently and handsomely, very energetically, and his eyes were very familiar.

After living for decades, the skin will collapse, wrinkles will grow, and the demeanor and temperament will change, but the eyes will never change.

This man was the terminally ill disabled man in bed.

After thinking for a few seconds, Jiang Futing was still stunned the moment he confirmed the answer.

He saw the photo

The vitality of the two people on the film is twenty-eight or nine, and it just happens to be when men are enthusiastic and fighting for their careers.

Although the person with a straight face was very awkward unwillingly, there was a slit at the end of his eyes, with joy and a smile.

The people on the side are gentle, pure, and kind, and there is a trace of what makes him feel a little similar to Bai Tang, all of them are the kind of innate kindness and affinity.

But now one is a ghost, standing in the long night, and the other is losing his legs, covered with bedsores and festering on the edge of hell.

Jiang Futing temporarily put away the pocket watch, and if he could meet a male ghost when he passed by tomorrow, he would return it to him.

When he got home, Bai Tang really hadn't come back yet, and the house had been cleaned up for a while, and now it looked a little messy.

Tsk, Jiang Futing put down his schoolbag with some disgust and began to clean up the house simply.

When he wiped it on the desktop, he accidentally touched the mouse, and the computer display lit up, and it was still the lock screen page without the password.

It's not off. Jiang Futing frowned.

Since the beginning of playing the game, the computer has rarely been closed, and the account is online almost 24 hours a day, and it should be the cumulative time of logging in to collect experience points.

Jiang Futing didn't bother to care about his affairs, after cleaning up the house and taking a shower, it was already past 12 o'clock when he felt a little sleepy after reading the book.

He put down the book in his hand and looked away at the computer again.

Although he felt that he shouldn't touch his game again, but the curiosity in his heart was crazy again, Bai Tang played day and night, not like a simple play, just like what task he was doing.

Although Jiang Futing's thinking was still hesitant, he had already sat down in front of the computer and opened the game page.

Scanned his account, and the upgrade speed was really much slower, and it had been a day since he was stuck at level twenty-eight.

Bai Tang's game characters are very similar to himself, and his appearance and style are good, including the equipment inside.

Instead of rushing to brush up on the copy for him like he did last time, he was running the map.

Jiang Futing's demeanor when playing games is the same as when he was studying, focused and serious, unlike others who will be excited because of something suddenly, he studies the game with an indifferent face, and people who don't know will only think that he is working.

When other people see him playing games like this, they will feel that playing games can become boring in itself.

But as he delved deeper into the map, his eyebrows became more profound.

He was only looking at the human world, but the map inside was already bigger than he could have imagined, and an idea that was not certain at first matured in his mind.

At first, he just thought that the people who develop the game are people in the industry, and through his own understanding of the world, he can use the game to show players.

He admired it when he first took a cursory look at the map, but now after exploring it so slowly, he was so shocked that he was only shocked.

Everything in it was accurate to every street in the environment where he lived, the shops, including the old buildings in the old city, and the people he had seen but didn't know well!

At first, I just felt that it was very similar to reality, and I thought it was amazing, but now I only feel goosebumps all over my body, and I subconsciously start to be creepy.

It's just not an ordinary game at all! It's like another world.

Exactly the same, exactly the same!

Everything that happens in reality is played out in reality.

If you look at it this way, you won't be able to finish this map in a month, and it will take time to really experience it just to walk through the human world.

He continued to flip through the calendar in the game.,Click on it and it will switch to the time of the day.,It's very similar to the save.,It'll restart what happened that day.,It records the major events that happen every day.,As long as it's in the real news.,There's also something in it.。

Jiang Futing followed the time above, kept going backwards, and paused when he saw the 10th of January.

That day, his own seal was completely broken, and Yang Linsheng's father had an accident, so he squeezed the mouse tightly and stared at the content displayed on it.

The news recorded on it is the same as the news I saw on Weibo.

The new technology developed by Lin Ziqing's company, the news in the entertainment industry, a chemical plant caused a serious fire due to improper operation, resulting in one death and thirteen injuries, and some other things that he didn't pay much attention to.

The memory was as if it had been dissected back to the day, and Jiang Futing's limbs were a little stiff with cold.

He continued to retreat, the various major events of the Song family in December, the collapse of the foundation, and the news of the Jiang family that was criticized by the world.

Now when he sees these again, he will still feel shocking and terrifying, those false accusations, struggles, life and death, all of which have been bloodily pulled out and traced back in front of his eyes.

As he continued to retreat, he only felt that time was slowly flowing back on his body, and his breathing was a little heavy.

A lot of news is known from listening to classmates chatting on Weibo or between classes, which country launched a catapult and successfully landed on Jupiter, a famous domestic biologist has overcome a hundred years of medical difficulties, or which company has done something.

Further on, he didn't even bother to look at it further, and the calendar kept jumping forward.

Two years ago, five years ago, until 10 years ago......

You can also flip forward!

The goosebumps, which had just been used to slowly fading, spread all over the body along the skin again.

The premise of this game is very strange, you can't jump directly to the beginning, you can only slowly push forward one by one month by month, as if you are forced to feel the rewind of this kind of time.

As for how far he could go, Jiang Futing felt that his index finger was a little numb.

In the bottom of his heart, he has already set off a huge romance over his whole body, and the fingers holding the mouse are a little trembling.

He couldn't imagine, and he couldn't imagine, how terrible the people who built this game really were.

It wasn't until everything finally came to an end that Jiang Futing found that his back was stretched straight.

Time stands still eighteen years ago.

It happened to be the month he was born, and it began

The time recorded was February 1, twenty days before his birthday.

He stared at the date that he had marked red because he had clicked it, and his heart was still churning, and he couldn't calm down at all, as if something had been pulling him, but he felt that he was too careful.

The cursor of the mouse moved to the word 1 again, and it kept flashing, and his heartbeat continued to accelerate.

He hesitated for a moment, rolling down his dry throat.

"Click!" Eventually, the mouse was pressed down.

There were no footage or records of the actual date that popped up as before, and the new page that popped up became pitch black, with only a progress bar that was slowly loading.

Jiang Futing looked at himself in the display screen, his expression was tense all the time, and the furrow between his eyebrows never relaxed, so nervous that he seemed to have something to prepare for action.

The progress bar climbed forward at a very slow pace, just as it finally got to 90 percent.

The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and a strong chill swelled.

Jiang Futing didn't wait for the progress bar to be loaded, quickly closed the small window, and kept pressing the mouse wildly, returning the browsing status of the calendar above to the current date.

"Ah, you're playing my game again." Bai Tang sounded from behind him, and he couldn't hear a special tone.

(End of chapter)