"Is this a common situation? Each ghost king sets their own calendar? Wu Ling asked. Vertices are updated the fastest

Luo Mu thought for a while, "It seems to be ...... I do not know...... The other ghost kings, I listened to my brother. ”

It dawned on me that if Lan Ji set her own year, it was possible for other ghost kings to do the same. There's a good chance that the "seven years later" I've seen isn't accurate.

It lifted my heart.

On the bright side, normally speaking, in order to form a pattern like the future world, people all over the world have to adapt to it, and it will not be possible to do it in a few decades. In that case, we will have a lot of time to deal with the deterioration of the world.

On the negative side, maybe we don't have seven years at all. There are ghosts, and there are still many ghosts from the underworld who have come to the world, and after the number of ghosts is reversed, and the ghosts have the upper hand in numbers, this change in concept may not take so long at all. In a year, two years, maybe people all over the world will accept the fact that there are ghosts in this world, and they will also accept the fact that ghosts are more powerful than people.

My heart is heavy.

Thin and fat people have ugly faces.

The people of Aoba are probably used to seeing strong winds and waves, and their faces will not change at this time.

"When you came here, what were the people dressed in? You should be able to roughly estimate what age it is, right? Wu Ling didn't bother with the issue of the date, and changed his perspective to guide Luo Mu.

Luo Mu suddenly realized, "At that time, the phone booth was like this...... he gestured, a little anxious, "It's in the store, someone ...... A shop that sells things. ”

"A public phone in the commissary?" Wu Ling asked.

Luo Mu nodded, worried, "I'm ...... No one saw me...... That's how I ...... Not...... Until, wait, wait until there is a public telephone, a public telephone for coin toss on the road, I ...... That phone ......"

Wu Ling was thoughtful.

If when Luo Mu came over, there were no public phone booths in the streets and alleys, but public telephones in the commissary, then he had arrived in the real world for a long time. Decades......

"I'll just stay on the side of the road...... Saw the little sister. Luo Mu's mood fell again, his lips squirmed, and he said softly, "She's dead...... When I was playing outside, I was taken away...... Dead on the road......"

Trafficking?

"She wanted to go home and couldn't find it. She remembers the phone at home. I'll just ......"

"You hadn't used a public phone before that?" Wu Ling asked.

Luo Mu shook his head, "No...... I do not know...... First time seeing. It was only later that I understood...... She told me to call. I...... I want to help her. I didn't expect that to work. ”

This should be Luo Mu's first time using a phone booth.

I don't know if it was the special circumstances of the future world that gave Luo Mu this ability, or Luo Mu's death and ghost-turning that gave him such power. Probably both.

"After the call was made, it was ...... She didn't know she was dead. A small child...... Her mom, her mom cried...... She didn't. Her mother said a lot, let her be well, reincarnation or something......" Luo Mu muttered, "She doesn't quite understand." I don't understand either. Neither of us knew what to do at the time. She called...... On and off. Maybe it was because I was too weak at the time. Several times...... I understood. ”

"What did her mother tell you about reincarnation? How is it said? ”

"That is, after dying, go to another world and wait for an opportunity. Her mother seemed to be ready, ready to have a baby. When the time comes, she will be her mother's child again. That's it......" When Luo Mu said this, his tone revealed his envy.

He was born in an unusual environment, and the peace of the real world made him yearn.

Luo Mu said in frustration: "She disappeared...... It's supposed to go, another world. I didn't. I don't know how to get there...... Perhaps, this is another world. I...... If I'm reincarnated, I'm going back ......."

I was stunned.

I looked at Wu Ling, who lowered his eyes, as if thinking.

If, our previous thinking was wrong. The real world we live in is nothing more than the "underworld" of another world......

No, it doesn't make sense.

The underworld has its own unique environment.

Judging from Shen Xiaorong's experience and the reincarnation I have witnessed, these are two worlds that have nothing in common.

Reincarnation is not like that.

There is no reincarnation in Luo Mu's world. Of course. Because the underworld is gone.

What happened after that? Did you get the other ghosts to call? Wu Ling raised his eyes.

"Hmm." Luo Mu nodded absentmindedly, came back to his senses, and became uneasy again, "Some, some just want to say goodbye." I want to, I want to say my last words. But...... But some...... They snatched the phone, called the threats, and scared people...... I ......" Luo Mu bit his lip, "The phone booth, the phone booth at that time, it was, it changed......"

He bent over, his forehead resting on his knees, and his voice was muffled, "The phone booth was weird back then. I don't know what to do...... I, I can't help it...... There is no way...... I ran around, but ...... But there will always be ...... It seems that the phone booth is there, attracting those ghosts. And then ...... And then ......"

Luo Mu trembled.

"And then, you saw how those ghosts killed?" Wu Ling said calmly.

Luo Mu trembled even more.

"I, I...... That man...... I don't know why that's happening...... Telephones, outgoing calls, phone booths, and the ghost, all ...... I followed along...... I saw the man...... It's right outside the phone booth...... The man wanted to run away. He's been running, he's been screaming. I don't know why, just ...... That ghost, that ghost bit him......"

Luo Mu cried: "After that, the phone booth became even more strange and strange. I saw people entering the phone booth. Telephone booth...... Eaten...... Those people ......"

"When did this happen?" Wu Ling asked.

Luo Mu cried and did not answer.

Wu Ling asked again.

I shouted.

Luo Mudu only cared about crying to himself.

Liu Miao stretched out her hand, grabbed Luo Mu's shoulder, and pulled him up.

His face was glazed with tears, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

"When did it start?" Wu Ling asked.

"This year, no, last year, last year started to ......" Luo Mu subconsciously replied.

Last year...... This time coincided with the deterioration of the world.

"Last year started eating people, and this year, just before, not long before it ...... It doesn't have to call ghosts anymore......" Luo Mu stared at his toes, "It started, it started to control those ghosts......"

"Your phone booth, can you control ghosts?"

Luo Mu nodded, and shook his head again, "It's just, it's just attracting." It finds people, like, like those people......"

Luo Mu glanced at me.

I immediately understood that he was talking about people like Yu Xiaoqin and Tang Wen.

"On the condition that the thoughts of the dead be?" I asked.

Luo Mu still shook his head, "No, no, not necessarily." Just keep thinking and thinking. ”

"What about after you are recruited?" Wu Ling asked.

Luo Mu said in a low voice: "Just kill people...... Contaminated...... Some, immediately contaminated, others, will resist for a while...... Resist for a long time......"

Luo Mu glanced at me again at this time.

Yu Xiaoqin's husband resisted for a long time, and her mother and Tang Wen's son ......, "I'm a little sad.

Luo Mu didn't nod, but he withdrew his gaze, grabbed his knee with one hand, poked his shoulder high, and lowered his head to his chest.