In various legends of various civilizations in the world, there is the existence of the god of wind. Many myths and legends of the god of wind have almost only one face. The breath of that face forms the wind of nature.

However, just as ghosts do not exist, so-called gods cannot exist. But what's the deal with that face? Was that a delusion of oneself, or was it some kind of effect of the death notice? Or is there really a god in the world?

No! It must be able to be explained, it must be able to be explained. Yuan Yue watched the news on the TV screen end in a daze, she didn't move, she just felt bitterly cold. Today's horrific encounter made her almost crazy.

At that moment, she suddenly remembered that before the church collapsed, everyone was staring at her back in horror. Yuan Yue shuddered and slowly stood up. Lately she has been avoiding looking at her back for fear of the ever-shortening numbers on the printer paper.

But under the manipulation of curiosity, Yuan Yue finally came to the mirror in the wardrobe of the room. She couldn't care less about the expressions of those people, just thinking about it, the more Yuan Yue felt that there was something wrong with her back. Otherwise, if it was just a printer's paper, the church people would not be afraid of her.

What's on your back?

She hugged the bath towel with her hand and lifted the bath towel from the plump **** up. In the mirror, she has a beautiful face, and a few strands of green silk are moist on her fair cheeks, accompanied by an uneasy expression.

On the positive side, there's nothing wrong with it.

Yuan Yue gritted his teeth and slowly turned around.

When she saw the thing on her back, she fainted with fright!

"I fainted. I'm scared to death. When Yuan Yue talked about this, he actually sold a pass, and never mentioned what was on his back that scared everyone enough.

I wrinkled, thinking to myself that this woman's scheming was much deeper than the description of herself in her story. In order to force me to obey, I actually found the object I wanted the most but couldn't find it. And in order to arouse my curiosity and let me better cooperate with her, she kept digging holes in the story to whet my appetite.

I admit that her ruse has indeed worked.

"Mr. Night Silence, how did you guess that I deliberately killed someone for my life?" Yuan Yue's voice changed, and finally asked the question she cared about very much.

"It's simple. In my experience over the years, curses come in two forms. First, it is something that can be seen with the naked eye and can be felt by oneself. On the printer paper, only the countdown that you can see belongs to the first form. I squinted my eyes: "After the mother and daughter ripped off the printer paper on your back, did you notice that the countdown time has become longer?" ”

Yuan Yue's face turned pale suddenly, and he was stunned: "You can guess this." ”

"It's not a guess, it's experience." I smiled lightly, but my eyes sharpened: "Are you ecstatic to find that the countdown has become longer, and you feel that you have found a way to continue your life?" ”

Yuan Yue lowered his head: "Not bad." It's horrible to have something new on my back. I want to get rid of it, I don't want to die. Although after the countdown is over, I can't be sure whether I will really die. But it's this uncertainty that drives people crazy. ”

Humans are afraid of the unknown. No one wants to know the exact date of their death. Therefore, there are often guys who look very healthy, eat well and sleep well, but once they are confirmed to have cancer, they will not live long. But the most ironic thing is that there are some so-called cancer patients who have been sentenced to death by doctors and have been determined to have been misdiagnosed. Even so, a normal person who was misdiagnosed as a late-stage cancer patient quickly overdrew his life with inner fear and lived less than half a year.

I've seen too many human flaws, human beings are creatures, and the instinct is to live and continue to be born. A gentle and lovely girl suddenly found a glimmer of life after a desperate panic, then she would definitely do anything.

"I received the death notice for two weeks. I lived two weeks. The initial countdown on the printer paper is 600,800 seconds. I've calculated, it's only 7 days. But until now, I have lived for fourteen days. I've found that whenever someone rips the printer paper off my back, the curse automatically extends for a day. Yuan Yue's face couldn't tell what the expression was.

I picked up the cup and subconsciously took a sip: "Meaning, you killed at least 7 people." ”

Yuan Yue was noncommittal: "The important thing is that I am still alive." In order to survive, I will not hesitate to use any means to be dirty. I bewitch others, I seduce others, I don't care how dirty I am. Anyway, I survived. ”

The girl's understatement was full of desire to survive.

I shuddered, but I couldn't blame her. After all, in the face of survival, you may be unscrupulous. The two of us fell silent again.

I watched the street scene outside the café gradually begin to darken, and I had a lot of thoughts. My guardian daughter, Li Mengyue, fell into a coma because of the conspiracy of Yaxin's damn organization, and I didn't know how to save her. I was talking big before she was unconscious, only big talking. But after a month, I'm still at a loss and clueless.

If it weren't for Yuan Yue's sudden letter, I might have collapsed when I suddenly saw the photo of the object she left in the letter.

Only when you lose does you know how to cherish. The author of this old saying does not know what kind of unforgettable experience he has experienced. At least really look at Li Mengyue's beautiful face as she fell asleep and her breathing gradually weakened, and watched her lie on the bed she used to do when she was a child. I can't describe how hard I am.

I'm going to save her.

All I knew I had to do was save her. Even if it's selling your soul. But how much is my soul worth? All I'm proud of is my fairly smart head.

Just like Yuan Yue's desire to survive, I need to collect all the mysterious objects that can help the guardian girl wake up. What Yuan Yue has in his hand is the most critical. I'm bound to win!

"What happened to you after seven days when you were supposed to end the countdown?" I felt that the silence in the café was full of rot, and I broke it.

Yuan Yue sighed: "The countdown on my back was originally only seven days. Seven days later, I was surprised to find that the printer paper on my body had peeled off and fallen to the ground, and there was not a single piece left. I was ecstatic, thinking I was finally free from the curse of the death notice. No more self-practice, no more intentional killing of others. ”

"But reality, Mr. Night Silence, but reality, always love to joke with you." Yuan Yue raised his head and tried his best to hide the tears he was about to shed.

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