He gasped, nothing but strangeness. There was a black cross hidden in the hole under the grave, which was a very unexpected discovery, but what he didn't expect was that there was a photo of Rie Zhang. Do ghosts really exist? He looked at the photo and had a big question in his heart. If it weren't for the starry sky and suddenly thought of her, would her ghost appear? Is this an unknown paranormal event, or is it a wonderful telepathy? If it is really a ghost guide, then why has it been two hundred years, why has it not been reincarnated, and only been a lonely ghost? He couldn't figure it out, remembering the bleak blood on her face, and faintly feeling afraid.

According to the time calculation, he and her were in love at that time, and then she suddenly disappeared. He had come to Naganishi Town to look for it, but he couldn't find it. Now it seems that she either deliberately hid or went somewhere else. Remembering that she had taken care of Ishii, could her disappearance have something to do with the Charm Spirit? He had more and more doubts in his heart, seeing that the photo was yellow, and there were a lot of mildew, he knew that it had been here for some years, and it would not be for no reason, and he was even more sure that there was a relationship between the two. There was nothing else in the cave, and there was an exit at the end, how tall the two of them were. He climbed up, lifted the plank, and found that it was covered with tatami mats, and when he opened it, he drilled out a hole, and saw collapsed beams and furniture on both sides, on which a lot of bricks and earth had fallen, and there were dried bones on the ground, surrounded by dilapidated houses, but in the village.

The wind is cold, the night is bleak, and there is no home in the sad place. Although things are not human, he still believes that the place where he stands is the Togo Rie family, perhaps because of the plague and other reasons, the original appearance was destroyed and it is difficult to identify. Confused, he walked slowly out of the village, leaving the ghost of nothingness haunting him. What kind of retribution should the whole village have for dying of the plague? When was the tunnel dug? Why is there nothing in the grave? In particular, why is the proportion of corpses wrong...... Suddenly, a strange thought popped into his mind: the meteorite on the Black Cross was gone, where had the ghostly spirit gone? Rie died a long time ago, and if it was really related to the Dark Spirit, she would never abandon it. Could it be that Minako became one with it as soon as she was born? As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel excited, cold from head to toe, looking at the night sky in a daze, and the indescribable fear in my heart.

He couldn't help but think that if it weren't for some shady secret, Ishii would have died in the country of Mei, and he wouldn't have to have to come back if he had repeatedly applied to return to the country for burial according to customs, and only if he had planned everything with Rie in advance for some important reason, and hid all the research materials in Rie's place, he would have to come back. Then, the key point of the case is Rie. But how could it be Rie? If it weren't for her, how would the photos in the cave be explained? A picture is nothing, but when put together with the black cross, there is a problem, and it is a big problem. Thinking like this, he seemed to see Rie holding the young Minako in her arms, hiding in a dark, damp cave, so that Minako and the dark spirit of the charm could be intimately united. Obviously, whether she loved me or not, she was using me back then, so she said goodbye later. For a while, I had mixed feelings in my heart. The feeling of being played by others is still uncomfortable after a hundred years.

The cold night breeze ruffled his loose hair, making him more and more dazed in the cold. In such a night, in such a pile of tombs, such a wind does not seem to be wind, but the soul of yin and yin, not only lifting the hair, but also hooking up the thoughts.

On that day, she held Minako, who was still a baby, and stood at the head of the village, looking out into the Akichi Mountains with scattered maple leaves. She said she didn't recognize me at first, but why did she run back to the village in a panic and come to the entrance of the village to greet me in a panic? If you say a lot of things to me, must it be a lingering reunion after a long absence? Thinking about it from another angle, it's not delaying time, not wanting me to see anything. "How much I love you! How much I miss you......" How many of these words that the woman said infatuately are true and how false? With the stars shining in the sky, I am afraid that I will not be able to see through.

The room was still clean and tidy, the work of her slender hands that never rested. Even during the extremely chaotic period of the Great Trial, this hand also cleaned up the dilapidated courtyard of Togo Ryuji. It was supposed to be a servant's job, but because there were no more servants, she did it all. The slender path, and the grass and flowers on the side of the path, are full of poetry because of her dancing. Such delicate hands, which should not be stained with soil, were stained, and when they took me to the house, they deliberately covered up, just like they wanted to cover the picture of the stone well on the wall. By the way, there was also mud on the tatami mats at that time, and there was a hole underneath, and in the cave there was a ghost that I had been looking for in every possible way, regardless of life and death. But I didn't think of anything at the time.

It was she who said that Ishii was her elder, so she had to follow etiquette and take care of him before he died; It was she who said that a hunter who went up the mountain to chop firewood saw her picking chrysanthemums in the mountains, so she became pregnant with Minako; It was she who said that because of the helpless expectation of the father of the child in her arms, and the shame of the daughter of a war criminal who could not be washed away, she could not leave Qiuzhishan and go with me...... A lot of what she said was actually just covering up a secret - a terrible secret about the ghostly dark spirit.

What about the knife face? From the analysis of physiognomy and time, he should be the son of Shiro Ishii. Maybe Ishii prepared before he died, and really made Rie conceive two years later. Now it seems that such a possibility cannot really be ruled out, technology has been so developed, what can't be done? Moreover, as a top scientist, Ishii is not difficult to operate, but it is difficult to hide from those monitors. No matter how closely the watchers watch, there will always be times when they relax. Besides, this kind of thing is really not a secret, and it must be strictly guarded. The prisoners in the prison laugh at themselves when they have nothing to do, but no one cares.

In this way, Rie is only pregnant with twins, not just Minako, and most of them have played tricks. From this, according to the custom of the Oriental people to pass on the ancestry, the real purpose of Ishii's insistence on returning to China for burial is to continue the study of the ghostly spirit for future generations, so there is a black cross hidden in the dark passage, and this black cross should be the most important of all black crosses. The question is, why is all this not mentioned at all in Mei Jun's file? Whether he is waiting for death in Meiguo or Huicho Naganishi, Ishii's every move cannot escape the eyes of the law, and it stands to reason that there should not be a word in the surveillance records. Also, when I investigated, I didn't hear anyone say that Rie had a son, and the people in the village didn't know anything about it, unless they ...... Unless the truth is collectively concealed.

He shook his head self-deprecatingly, realizing that he was so stupid, sighed heavily, looked at the stars in the sky in a daze, his mind suddenly became empty, and suddenly he thought: there is only one possibility: the knife face has been hidden in the village all along, and he is the host of the dark spirit, not Minako! The slaves are patriarchal, and such an important secret can only be passed on to the son, how can it be given to the daughter? And Minako gave it away at a very young age, far away from Nagasai Town, and it is impossible to know. From this point of view, the plague should have been deliberately created by the knife when he grew up, in order to keep it a secret, so he killed people and killed people. But Rie died before she was three years old, so how did he know the secret of the ghost? And who raised him to adulthood? What is the relationship between this person and Ishii and Rie, do you know the ghost?

The highway is deserted and there are no people in sight. He walked for a long time before he got back to the side of the road, got into the car, and drove away.

The hypersonic jetliner flew non-stop at more than 6,000 kilometers per hour to St. Wharton's Capital District, and after climbing through dense clouds above the Mariner Grand Canyon to an altitude of 30,000 meters, the heat-resistant nickel alloy fuselage emitted a slight and rapid grinding sound. Through the virtual portholes, the undulating clouds are replaced by the atmosphere, and the blue and white spherical curves of Mars and the deep black space above your head come into view. He was attracted by the view outside the window, his vision blurred in clarity, and when he woke up, he looked at the time and found that he had only slept for more than an hour, almost an hour before landing.

The loneliness of deep space makes people feel lonely. He thought of Concubine Mi, and his eyes were moist. What a good girl, the pride of the sky! How can you say that if you don't have it, it's gone? A bright smile flashed in front of him, vaguely true. He really wanted to hear her laugh and scream the lascivious old man again. Tears flowed. He hadn't cried for many years, turned around and looked out the window, letting the tears run wild, thinking: If it weren't for this damn case, she should have lived a good life, in her youth!

After Concubine Mi's death, he has always felt a sense of guilt, blaming himself for not repeatedly reminding her of how dangerous the case is. has also reminded me a few times, this girl who is not afraid of the sky and the earth will not be so desperate to investigate the case. Innana found the secret door in the crematorium, indicating that there was a secret passage on the ground floor to lay the mechanism. The tunnel was built by the original Shijing troops, and tunnels with secret purposes like this will be connected to each other by secret passages, in case of accidents, if you don't go deep into it, no matter how advanced the equipment can not be detected. The knife face has a lot to do with Ishii.,Even if you're doing secret research in the tunnel.,You should also know about it.。 Obviously, Concubine Mi chased the knife and cut her face, but she was not familiar with the secret way and strayed into the mechanism, so she didn't catch him with all the effort. Later, when an earthquake occurred, she rushed out of the dark passage and chased after her, but she died unexpectedly to save her comrades.

Fucking magnitude eight earthquake! He scolded indignantly in his heart, he couldn't imagine how many years had passed, and he still couldn't look down on life and death. Video footage shows that her death is too eerie, and the ghost-like flickering back and forth is beyond imagination, and it is clear that the ghost is haunting. The ending was so unbelievable. The tunnel is destroyed, and the knife cuts the face and shatters the bones. No one can escape such a powerful earthquake. Yin Nana and the others were lucky, and they evacuated the ghost island before the earthquake, but there was no more Concubine Mi in the team...... He couldn't help but cry in a low voice, tears gradually pouring down, blurring his vision, and his heart was full of remorse. Quantum monitors, communicators, and the automatic camera of the full-color laser night vision system on the helmet recorded the harrowing scene, all with the same uncontrollable result. Life is like a flower, beautiful and fragile.