"Thousands of thoughts are surging, sitting and waiting for the dry bones to melt, no one will cherish the fate, I will be in pain."

"Flying snow, falling grass and frost, painting desolation, double reflection between wine and talk."

"The face dripping with blood is full of memories and resentment."

"No one came, the grass was overgrown, and there was a flute and a person on the edge of the pavilion."

"I buried the flowers in my cold eyes, I had no choice but to swallow the blood, and I dreamed back at midnight before I saw your reflection."

"Early Huafa, take a light boat, and end up with a complete death."

"Woohoo mourning, lovelorns, no partridges, this life can only be loved."

I read your posthumous voice over and over again until I read your heart.

In the depths of your heart, there has always been one person who matters most.

That person was not me, but my wife who was confined in a red cheongsam.

Wife, I miss you like a thousand springs, but what can I do?

I can only sit next to your dry bones and wait for you to slowly melt into ashes.

In my dream, the snow fell, and the grass was dyed white, and when I saw this scene, I could only sit on the edge of the pavilion and blow the lonely flute sound.

The sound of the flute touched the tassel and stopped the snow.

The snow doesn't care, and I wander the night, burying your favorite petals in the dirt.

Wife, you know what?

When I buried the flowers, I coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

The blood is a thought of you.

The blood is a sacrifice to you.

Wife, if you receive my thoughts and hear my memories, please deign to respond.

I want to dream back at midnight and see your beautiful shadow.

I remember when I was younger, I often went to the rivers with you.

But in an instant, you were sealed in a red cheongsam, and I ended up in a state of annihilation.

What a desolate thing it is for lovers to not be able to see each other.

For example, when you are frustrated, you can hear a bad partridge complaining.

Wife, the partridge grievance has begun, and it seems that we will never see each other again in this life.

It's me, it's me Kong Yusheng, it's me I'm sorry for you.

Please take good care of yourself for the rest of your life.

Don't worry, I have asked Liang Fan to release you from the red cheongsam.

Wife, farewell.

Wife, I really want to say goodbye forever.

Kong Yusheng, you said goodbye so sadly.

Although I did not hear these farewell sounds.

But through these posthumous sorrows, I can still read your extraneous sounds.

"Kong Yusheng, don't worry, I, Liang Fan, will definitely keep my promise and release your wife from the ban in this life." I muttered to myself like nothing.

As my muttering slowly fell, the long memories came to an abrupt end.

Time goes back to the present, back to the diamond-shaped blood table.

At this moment, my voice was hoarse and my tears were exhausted, and finally three words burst out of my throat: "Kong!" House! Flourishing! ”

Hole! House! Flourishing!

Hole! House! Flourishing!

Hole! House! Flourishing!

These three words kept echoing on the diamond-shaped blood table, even on this field.

But the vast field was pitch black, and no one responded to the reverberating roar.

I was furious, and the hatred in my heart was out of control.

I gritted my teeth and raised my fearless eyes and looked at the face of the mountain in front of me: "It's you, it was you who killed Kong Yusheng in advance, you deserve to die!" ”

A monstrous hatred swept over his heart, like an inextinguishable flame blowing around.

The air around him burst and restored, restored and cracked, and it could not remain intact under the monstrous hatred.

The face of the person in front of him was stunned, it couldn't imagine that I, who was like an ant, would dare to exude monstrous hatred.

From these monstrous hatreds, it sensed infinite contempt.

That's me, the contempt for it.

It was furious, too, and its anger soared into the sky.

"The hatred of the erector is not to be feared." The human-faced mountain snorted coldly, and then waved a white palm again.

The white palm came straight away, like the legendary giant palm of the evil ghost.

Syllable!

With a slash, I was struck hard by the white palm.

Immediately afterward, a huge impact and an indescribable pain immediately surged through my body.

The tremendous force of the impact instantly destroyed the black chains on my body, causing me to smash to the ground on all fours.

As for the indescribable pain, I fell to the ground and was bruised all over my body.

I tried to move my body, but my hands and feet were unconscious, and it was clear that the bones on them were broken.

Bruised all over my body, with broken bones in my hands and feet, I coughed dyingly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem," I felt a wave of earth-shattering overhaul in my heart as I coughed.

"It turns out that the white palm is really terrifying, no wonder Kong Yusheng didn't stick to it." Even though I was on the verge of death, I smiled at the corners of my mouth.

What the? Why am I smiling at the end of my mouth when I'm close to death?

Because I don't regret it, I don't regret not provoking people with my own strength.

How strong are you? What if you think of me as an ant?

I will still hate you, and I will not hate you forever.

I'm still going to look you straight in the eye, and I'm going to look you straight in the face without fear!

After all, you killed Kong Yusheng, and you made me so miserable!

Even if I die, I will not bow my head to you, and even if I die, I will raise my noble head!

Even if you kill me, you won't be able to conquer my will, let alone my spirit!

My will lives for myself, my spirit lives for myself!

But your will, as well as your spirit, are only the puppets of that person!

I am dead, but my spirit endures.

Although you are born, you are as cheap as a puppet.

"It's all death horizontally and vertically, it's better to die more freely, Kong Yusheng, I'm looking for you." With a smile on my lips, I couldn't help coughing up pools of blood from my throat.

The pools of blood were vividly visible, slowly staining my face red, staining my body, and setting me off as a down-and-out bloody man.

"My life is at rest." After a desperate laugh, I closed my eyelids heavily.

The people are gone, so am I, and silence is restored in the wilderness.

If you look around, you can see that in the silent field, only a human face like a mountain remains.

This mountain-like human face is the first human face on the right side that killed me and Kong Yusheng.

In fact, except for the first face on the right, there should have been a diamond-shaped blood table standing on the field.

But when the white palm put me to death, the diamond-shaped blood table was innocently impacted, and it had already fallen apart into a pile of blood-colored fragments.

It was also a coincidence that the pile of blood-colored fragments made of the diamond-shaped blood table was lying beside me in great sadness, as if lamenting what had happened to me.

Wailing is not mentioned, but the pile of blood-colored fragments is mentioned.

Speaking of which, not far from the pile of blood-colored fragments, a "red backpack" and a red cheongsam were dropping crookedly.

The "red backpack" is the black backpack I always carry.

If I'm not mistaken, "Sichuan Mahjong Daquan" and "Horror Bookstore Management Code" are still in this "red backpack".

As for the red cheongsam, it sealed the ghost of Kong Yusheng's wife.

Perhaps sensing that her husband had lost his soul, the red cheongsam that had originally fallen to the ground fluttered without wind.

The red cheongsam fluttered while emitting a strange white-green light.

If I were still alive, I would have been stunned by this white-green light.

Because of this strange white-green light, I have seen it many times!

It can be said that it was this white-green light that brought me into this world!

The strange white-green light is right in front of me, but I, the protagonist, are lying dead on the field, and I can't see this light at all.

Although I couldn't see the dead, I could see the first face on the right.

It first stared at the red cheongsam for a long time, and then snorted coldly: "This little trick can't fool me, you better come out." ”

Immediately after, there was a shock in the field, and a black light swept out of the red cheongsam.

As soon as this black light swept out of the red cheongsam, it stopped in mid-air, turning into a girl with a body of only three inches.

This girl with a body of only three inches is the three-inch girl who presides over the gambling game.

It turned out that she had not become an atom before, but had unknowingly hidden in a red cheongsam.

After the three-inch girl appeared, she didn't speak, but silently lowered her head, looking thoughtful.

The first face on the right couldn't bear the silence at all, and said again: "You played this scene so well, not only killed my four brothers, but also indirectly made that kid cocoon himself." ”

When he said this, the first face on the right was full of chills, which made the surroundings of the field become cold.

However, the naked three-inch girl didn't take this chill in her heart at all.

She didn't even raise her head, and said coldly: "All this is just the master's arrangement, if she wants you to die, I can't help it, but your third brother shouldn't have to die, you ate him yourself." ”

The third brother in the mouth of the three-inch girl is, of course, the second face on the right side of the idiot.

Seeing the three-inch girl in front of her mentioning her third brother, the first face on the right was annoyed and angry: "If it weren't for you...... If you hadn't given that kid the power of perspective, how would I have been forced to eat the same source? ”

The first face on the right is about to attack with anger as he speaks.

But for some reason, after thinking about the first face on the right for a while, he didn't make a rash move.

It only stared at the three-inch girl with angry eyes, and it looked like it wanted to eat her alive.

The three-inch girl laughed, and squeezed out a pleasant and comfortable voice from her throat: "What's the use of you blaming me?" Have the ability to find the master's bad luck? You must know that all this, including the reward of the ability to see, is the arrangement of the master. ”

Mentioning the master, the first face on the right side was as thick as a mountain, and he immediately put away the anger in his eyes: "Since all this is just the master's arrangement, then I really don't need to blame you." ”

Speaking of this, the first face on the right paused and then cautiously asked, "What is the master thinking?" She doesn't really want us dead, does she? ”