Silence –

The strange space was suddenly extremely silent, and the death-like silence really changed to silence all of a sudden...... But it is clear to everyone that this silence is terrible and tense, filled with a cold air of despair, quietly but also blatantly, making them unable to avoid it, making them unable to accept and tolerate its existence, and at the same time, it also makes them involuntarily unwilling to continue to deceive themselves and avoid it, because it is time to face it bravely - or have to bow down to face the truth, which is very cruel on the surface, but in fact it has nothing to do with cruelty, it really has nothing to do with it, because it is said that the heavens are broken, the truth is the truth, everyone is treated equally, very fair, unfair is just the different mentality of everyone standing in front of the truth.

So, of course, beneath the silence lies an expanding undercurrent, and whether they want it or not, they have to look up to the sky and be frank about it. The truth is up.

……

Xia Xing panicked all the way, trembling her legs, and tried her best to keep up with Lin Tao's unwavering steps, and the heart in her chest began to beat wildly, she had never dreamed of such a terrifying thing in front of her even when she had a nightmare, let alone now that she was in the middle of it.

The closer she got, the tighter her brows became, and she complained in her heart that Lin Tao was guilty of machismo, wishful thinking that she didn't think about their safety at all, and she had to step on the cusp of this storm, which was really hateful.

Just in time for the real estate ghost's last few magical closing words came to her ears clearly, and she suddenly became inexplicably excited, and full of curiosity and curiosity that she couldn't help but be like a cat.

"Brother Lin Tao, that real estate ghost guy really seems to have made a major discovery!" Xia Xing whispered to Lin Tao in a whispered voice.

"There's no need to doubt it, now it's tacit, and I hear it." Lin Tao answered in a low voice.

"Brother Lin Tao, then guess what major discoveries he will make when he is a ghost."

Hearing Xia Xing let him guess, Lin Tao thought to himself: I'm not a god operator, how can I guess.

"This ...... I don't know, how can I guess. Lin Tao shook his head.

"Just guess! I don't bet against you, so it's okay if you guess wrong. ”

"Shhhh......h Let's get a little closer, just stop there and wait and see what happens. ”

Xia Xing's eyes rolled from side to side, "Oh...... All right. ”

Xia Xing stopped his mouth as he said.

……

"That's right, MD! The answer and the truth is that we are all dead, all of us have become ghosts. ”

A cold voice pierced through the deathly silence out of thin air, and was the first to resonate with the curse, breaking the silence at once.

Someone was stunned: "Really? ”

This is the voice of a young woman in her beautiful years, her voice is too small, like a mosquito buzzing, but it is very close, and it is heard by the rough tyrant Tong Xiaotian, and she can't help but laugh in her heart and think, it is really a woman's opinion, since she still doesn't believe it, then why are you so nervous?

"Good!" The rough tyrant Tong Xiaotian nodded, "He didn't say anything faint just now...... He was right, we are indeed dead, and we have indeed become ghosts with no place to complain. ”

"This ...... Is it the answer and the truth? Someone else asked timidly.

Tong Xiaotian's voice was cold and sneered: "Could it be that you think you are listening to a book?" has to go through twists and turns, ups and downs of the climax, after nine lives, it is finally the turn to die, which is ridiculous. ”

"Dead...... They're all dead! "Have you ever bungee jumped? Someone seems to be falling freely, his heart is empty, his soul is not giving up, his eyes are dull and confused, and he can't help muttering to himself.

"That's right, they're all dead." Tong Xiaotian, the indifferent and ruthless rough tyrant in front of him, his right hand was clenched into a fist at this time, as if he was going to beat someone, but he didn't, he just clenched his hand tightly into a useless iron fist, it seemed that the best medicine to make this group of pigs' brains sober was the fear of being caught off guard, but he was also unstoppable, full of confusion and fear.

"I also doubted it, but I don't know why, maybe my heart is full of too many expectations to live, so I can't believe it, and I've been struggling in every way. But I'm not confused at all, really not, because I know that my disbelief, my struggles have no real meaning, and will eventually be like a flash in the pan, and it will soon make me understand that I am indeed dead. The short-lived moment is beautiful, so beautiful that it is like holding the gentle hands of the goddess of luck in a dream, but one after another, when the dream wakes up, the epiphany withers immediately...... This is a short life, leaving behind eternal sorrow and regret. A gentle and elegant, scholar-like young man is lyrical about life like a flower, and at the same time sighs lonely and sad.

Tong Xiaotian didn't know where he got so much brain-burning nonsense, and he didn't want to know, what he despised most in this life was this kind of cultured person who moaned without illness and could drop your big tooth acid when he spoke, even if he was a respected national teacher who was full of peach and plums.

"Say what? We're all dead, but aren't we still standing upright and talking? It's not a fantasy, it's a hell of a life. ”

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly raised objections.

The objecting man stepped forward, slowly squeezed into the crowd that stood in the way, and approached with a mocking smile.

The clothes on his chest were torn open, and a large bloody hole was exposed in his chest, and he could see the internal organs in horror, but no one would be very surprised by this now, because this situation was not rare, only he had the honor, and there were more unbearable than him.

The rough tyrant Tong Xiaotian only glanced at him and didn't want to deal with him.

He had already guessed that there must be a stubborn pig brain like this person who still insisted on suspicion and adhered to it, so he did not feel rare or surprised at all.

But when the man approached, something unbelievable happened, and he suddenly coughed, and a mouthful of bloody phlegm spurted from his throat to his chin.

Will anyone approach him?

Will anyone help him - he's coughing violently?

Or rather, is anyone willing to hand him a tissue?

He looked like he needed a thin tissue, for the bloody phlegm was so conspicuous that it hung sticky on his chin, swaying from side to side, trying to fall.

As you can imagine, no one wants to get close to him, and no one hands him a thin tissue, and they feel sick and vomit when they look at it.

He himself seemed to be feeling just as disgusting, so he had to deal with it entirely on his own, because he couldn't tolerate it himself, but it had already squirted out and hung on his chin.

What else can be done?

In addition to his own intolerable feeling disgusting, others felt disgusting as well, and what made him even more intolerable was that just like this, in front of everyone, it was simply insulting to Sven and making him lose face, although Sven and his face seemed worthless to him like bullshit.

He then reached out and grabbed a bloodstained, torn rag and wiped it carefully, until it was completely clean, and then let go of the hand holding the rag.

Looking at his neat and funny appearance, some people can't help but eat and laugh.

Of course he felt it—and then he jerked his head up, his eyes like lasers, as if they were about to tear the man who was smiling at him like the rags on his chest—