Mao Daxin touched his face in disbelief, if the identical person standing there was Mao Daxin, then who is this self now?

Mao Daxin ran over there anxiously, trying to figure out what was going on, but suddenly found that he was flying over lightly with a kick. He quickly understood that he was out of body.

The impact just now knocked him out of his body.

This is an unprecedented feeling, Mao Daxin only felt that he was light, he jumped hard, and he actually flew more than five meters high, as if he could be completely uncontrolled by the earth's gravity.

His body was so light that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow him into the sky.

Mao Daxin didn't care about experiencing this new feeling, his body was still confronting Jiang Li over there: "Jiang Li~That's not me~" Mao Daxin shouted, but Jiang Li didn't look at him.

Can't he see himself?

Mao Daxin was about to float over, when he suddenly saw a foamy phantom rising above his body. He rubbed his eyes, thinking he had seen something wrong.

Although the silhouette of the shadow was blurred, it could still be seen that the figures of several children were superimposed, as if they were bound together by something, and dozens of hands and heads were swinging in a disorderly manner. And his body writhed in a strange position, his hands fluttering in the air, and he couldn't see his intentions.

Mao Daxin suddenly realized that they couldn't fully control their bodies yet, and they had to grab it back now.

Without waiting for him to act, Jiang Li on the opposite side suddenly opened his eyes.

Jiang Li had already taken off his sunglasses, and the golden heavy pupils flashed with turquoise light the moment he opened his eyes, like a heavy green wave like a monstrous wave under a storm, slapping heavily against the body in front of him.

What is that overwhelming?

Mao Daxin saw the layers of phantoms that were relatively close to Jiang Li twisting and roaring painfully under the shroud of the green waves, and it struggled to conjure up a huge ghost claw and grabbed Jiang Li, and before it could reach Jiang Li's face, the blue light suddenly soared, and the layers of distorted shadows had been swallowed up, and they melted away without a trace.

Mao Daxin, who was in the distance, was dumbfounded, and before he could react, the green wave had already touched in front of him. He only felt that his forehead suddenly wanted to be hit by something so cold that it was biting cold, and the sharp pain immediately spread through his skin and deep into his brain, as if an ice pick that had been frozen for thousands of years under the deep sea of Antarctica was suddenly inserted into his forehead.

He finally understood why the phantom was so distorted, it hurt so much that he wanted to die immediately.

"Jiang... Jiang Li. Mao Daxin yelled with all his might.

Just when he thought he was going to melt like the phantom, the blue wave disappeared. Mao Daxin gasped for breath as if he had escaped death, but he didn't feel the pleasure of taking a deep breath as usual.

Mao Daxin suddenly reacted that he was now a ghost.

He looked at Jiang Li, but was stunned to find that Jiang Li was more like a ghost than himself, with a pair of deep black holes embedded in his pale face, the black hole flashed with golden-green essence, two rows of teeth biting the endless darkness, the regular neck bones were neatly arranged, extending smoothly to the chest like a butterfly's wings, echoing the butterfly valley on his shoulder, and a red light in the ribs with distinct roots was constantly jumping。。。。。。

Where is this person, in addition to still hanging Jiang Li's face, it is clearly a craggy skeleton.

"Ah~"

Mao Daxin was so frightened that he retreated again and again, he didn't know why Jiang Li had this change, could it be that the Qingbo just now would also have an impact on himself?

Jiang Li stretched out his finger bones that were scattered like beads and clasped Mao Daxin's wrist tightly, and dragged it suddenly, Mao Daxin only felt that he was sucked by a huge gravitational force and couldn't resist.

It's dark.

Mao Daxin lit a cigarette downstairs, and he looked back at the window of Jiang Li's house.

When he opened his eyes, Jiang Li was sitting weakly on the ground against the stone corridor, his face bloodless, but it was not as terrifying as the ghostly skeleton he had seen before he fainted.

Is everything an illusion?

Again, how can people be like this?

Mao Daxin recalled the blue light before, and couldn't help but take a serious look at Jiang Li's double pupils, the strange thing is that those eyes as clean and transparent as amber were covered with a layer of gray and lost their former brilliance.

"Dididi~"

Mao Daxin looked down and saw that it was Jiang Qiao calling.

"Hello?"

"Daxin, are you far away, are you free tomorrow, I want to go to Wu Dabao's house to see."

"Oh, okay, let's go."

Mao Daxin took the last puff of his cigarette, stepped on the cigarette butt and twisted it, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

Well, it's good to be alive, and it's good to be able to breathe.

Five minutes ago.

"Jiang Li, are you okay? . . ."

"Jiang Li, do you answer me?"

"Jiang Li, if you don't want me anymore, I'm going to go in."

Jiang Qiao listened to the movement inside with his ears sideways, and there was no sound. Listening to Mao Daxin say that after she fainted yesterday, Jiang Li took a lot of effort to overtake those poor children, his injuries...

Although Jiang Li never let her enter this room, but... If he faints in the room because of his injury... Jiang Qiao gritted his teeth and put his hand on the doorknob, hesitating.

"I'm fine." Jiang Li's voice came from the door in time.

Jiang Qiao stopped the movements of his hand, and for some reason, he even secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Are you hungry, should I bring you something to eat." ”

"No, you can go back." Jiang Li's voice sounded much weaker than usual, and it seemed that it had taken him a lot of effort last night.

"Well, you have a good rest." Jiang Qiao was about to leave, thinking of those poor children, and asked casually: "Well, the children are overdone, are they okay?" ”

"Well, their long-standing grievances have dissipated, and if their bones can't be removed, they should be placed in the underground of the school, where the books are heavy, let them continue to live an unfinished campus life. By the way, you can give that pot of flowers to their family, leave a thought, maybe... ”

Maybe one day, they will be able to wake up from the flowers and see the world again.

Jiang Li listened to the relieved footsteps outside the door, sometimes she didn't know that she was happier than she knew, if she knew that in the end, those children had been corrupted by resentment and turned into complete resentful spirits, which could not be separated, and could only be eliminated with resentment, how sad would she be.

Corpse... Is it a corpse?

In the middle of the bamboo bushes lay a stiff old woman with white hair and a face wrinkled like walnuts.

The old woman, dressed in red gauze and red shoes, lay there conspicuously and abruptly, with no painful and distorted expression on her face, but there was no trace of heaving in her chest.

Qin Xiao suddenly panicked, hurriedly took out the phone and wanted to call the police, suddenly a dense and rapid sound rushed straight behind him, he didn't have time to react, he saw a golden glow like a sword from the string straight attack.

There was a snap, and the phone fell in response.

Qin Xiao was so frightened that he fell to the ground, he didn't see clearly what that golden glow was, and first heard a low sound of "wow" in his ears.

Qin Xiao turned his eyes to see that a gray-yellow fluffy little beast was sitting upright on the old woman's chest, and the beast licked his paws, not taking Qin Xiao in front of him in his eyes at all.

"Fuck off." Qin Xiao waved his hand.

The beast arched its back and roared at him, opening its bloody mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and just when Qin Xiao thought it would pounce on him, a terrifying scene happened.

The brute's fangs dug deep into the old woman's neck, and the blood grew to the ground, and a large piece of bloody flesh was torn off, and the mouth was stained with blood.

"Help... Help, brute... Beasts are killing. ”

Qin Xiao stumbled and ran out of the door, his voice frightened and poignant.

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