No one knows what is going on here, in the eyes of them (the police or the priests) or them (the evil spirits), it is just a confused young man, who is overwhelmed, throws away the tiger thorn in his hand, and the fierce burst of light dissipates in an instant. No one www.biquge.info understand what was going on, but apparently, Mu Tianyu was unharmed.

"Why?" Madame Gargotle exclaimed, "Why are you not destroyed by this force, this is impossible, heretic, this is impossible!" ”

"I never admitted to being a heretic." Mu Tianyu looked at the priest: "This did not disappoint you, you almost thought that you caused a big disaster, sorry." He moved over to the altar and focused on the diary. It was cursed, and from the first time I saw it, I knew there was a lot going on in it. Is it true that blood is exchanged for blood, and living beings are exchanged for living beings? He looked at the confronting lady of the gargoyle. As a price for forgiveness, he is the only survivor. ”

The candlelight in the hall came to life again, and the light drove away the darkness, and it was an extremely cold night, and the residual warmth remained. "That kid, the reason why you let him go is only because of his special status, his family runs a famous local hotel. As a condition, he brought back the diary with the curse, because of the peculiarity of the environment, there was a large number of foreign people flowing here. Once someone reads through the diary, they are cursed and cause disaster. And because the outside world is fascinated by the legend of the "wax museum" here, the more people continue to disappear in the local area, the more puzzle lovers can be recruited. Mu Tianyu said frankly: "I'm afraid you didn't expect that more than 20 years ago, a woman who stayed in a hotel, although she was cursed, but because of the joy of marriage, this bad luck was diluted. Although the catastrophe still struck in the end, it was no longer under control. During the disaster, the catastrophic gas station caused a crisis in the local crude oil supply, and in the following years, the foreign population also dropped sharply, and the hotel's business was even more dismal as a result, so it was difficult for the priest to sense the evil power of the wax museum during that time. ”

Mu Tianyu paced in the hall, he looked at several evil spirits, at this moment, their facial expressions were very uncomfortable, they were constantly being punished by the power of the Holy Light, although the church is not what it used to be, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the evil spirit is just the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the Hell Army.

The priest picked up the holy vessel on the ground, it shimmered with silver light, the solidified paraffin wax was gone, and it was more holy. "If you choose to go back to hell on your own, it seems that I am too merciful, but I am a priest, and I should ask the Lord for forgiveness even in the face of the confession of the guilty. Don't force me to recite the Exorcism, I'm afraid that my filthy soul will stain this sacred place. ”

"You, do you think the world can really be peaceful?" The faceless ghost, who had never said much, said in a cold voice, "The Lord of Hell has awakened, and at this last critical juncture of extinction, you should kneel and weep bitterly." ”

The priest just wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Mu Tianyu. "As the priest said just now, you are in a catastrophe, but ......" Mu Tianyu glanced at the panicked evil spirits. But I can spare you. As soon as these words came out, the priest was shocked, but he was stopped by Mu Tianyu again. Unless, you can bring me a copy of the Wheel of Hell. ”

(Hell Wheel: Hell Key, Hell Stone, and Hell Wheel are the three volumes of the Hell Magic Book.) The third volume, The Wheel of Hell, records the stories of gods and demons throughout the Chaos Century. ）

"It's not hard for you, you just need ......"

"Delusional!" Before Mu Tianyu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the Stone Statue Lady. "The Book of Hell is stored behind the seventh gate, and if you have the ability, you can find it yourself. I'm looking forward to your performance in hell, and I'm going to get my revenge. ”

Mu Tianyu turned around helplessly, he looked at the three police officers huddled in a heap, and then took out his mobile phone, he said to the priest: "I'm sorry, I didn't come in for a long time before, because the magnetic field was unstable, and I contacted it several times to confirm this matter." Now the evil forces have faded and the magnetic field has fully recovered......" he looked back into the corner. "Officer Tan, it's most appropriate for him to tell you about this matter personally."

Doodle...... Doodle...... (Mu Tianyu dials the phone and turns on the speaker.) ）

In the quiet mission hall, the sound of calls echoed.

"Hey, hello." (The hoarse voice is like that of an old man over half a hundred years old, who has fallen late at night, and he is tired by now.) ）

"Hello Dr. Zhang, now Officer Tan is by my side, there are some things, if you don't explain them to him personally, I'm afraid he won't believe it." Mu Tianyu walked to the police officer, put his mobile phone on the table, he lowered his head and whispered to Officer Tan: "He was the attending physician when your lover was undergoing chemotherapy, Zhang Muyuan. ”

"Hey...... Feed...... Is it Xiao Tan? As the phone amplified, the old man's hoarse trills permeated everyone's minds.

Officer Tan, who was cowering, finally got up tremblingly, his whole body was numb from maintaining a bent posture, and he almost fell, holding on to the offering platform, and nervously swallowed: "Yes, I, I am." ”

"Xiao Tan...... the old man took a deep breath, as if he was relaxed. I still remember your voice, low, deep, but slightly hoarse. I was the attending physician of your lover back then, Lao Zhang, do you remember me? ”

"Lao Zhang?" Officer Tan shifted his gaze from the evil spirit pile to Mu Tianyu, and after he was sure that there was no danger, he nodded and said, "Doctor Zhang, I remember, I remember you." ”

"Hey......" the old man sighed: "In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. That friend of yours contacted me and asked for a case about the death of your lover, because it was a natural death event, and the hospital has the right to retain medical information, which is inconvenient to disclose. But now...... Ay...... What was past has been turned into historical dust. ”

My friend? Officer Tan frowned, looked at Mu Tianyu, and immediately understood. "What's wrong? Dr. Zhang, is there something wrong with the cause of my lover's death? ”

"The cause of your lover's death was cancer."

"Yes, I know that." Officer Tan was anxious.

"No......" The old man paused for a moment before he said slowly: "You don't know, the cause of your lover's death is indeed cancer, but we have found a large amount of benzene in her body, and the main cause of cancer is...... It's oil poisoning. The old man's voice suddenly became muffled. Remember the disaster that happened in the bright red neighborhood more than 20 years ago? After the explosion at the gas station, the oil spilled and a large amount of local products were contaminated, and I suspect that your wife fell seriously ill after that disaster. Hey, in fact, the victims at that time were not only your lover, there were many innocent people who were haunted by illness because of this. However, the local government was worried that the incident would be strongly condemned by the world, so it chose to hide it. I'm sorry, I work in the hospital, and I have to obey the hospital's arrangements for some things, I'm sorry......"

"Don't you work in the hospital now?" Officer Tan sneered, his pupils bloodshot. "Or after the conscience is discovered, you feel guilty."

The old man was silent for a long time, and sighed: "I'm sorry, we are all victims of the process of this era. ”

Officer Tan was excited, his hand clutching the phone trembled. "I don't mind who is taking advantage of, by this society? Or was it by the government? I don't mind, I just ...... Just hate! "He vented his unwillingness, allowing his nails to pierce the flesh and blood." I hate why, why I won't even tell me the cause of my lover's death! Why don't I even know this, why...... Why ......"

Perhaps, the most helpless catharsis for men is to cry bitterly, the kind of heart-rending pain, desperate grief, turned into the baptism of tears, in order to purify the wound of the soul, but the scar can never heal.

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The following is the real incident of me (the author), recently, my physical condition is terminally ill, moody, what I worry about is still happening, fear is so oppressive that I can't breathe, but I enjoy this torture, I am afraid that one day I will enter the ward, I am also afraid that I will encounter more destruction. So, I decided to write it all down, and if I really had an accident, tell the people I loved, that I still love you.

[It was about 1:30 a.m., I don't remember the specifics.] As always, I'm still sitting in front of my computer and writing, and habit has taught me that inspiration comes faster in the wee hours of the morning.

It just so happened that I was describing another personality of one of the characters in the story, and I swear, this is definitely not the way I am familiar with the narrative, and I usually think about such a text and thinking for a long time, and even search for some online information or documents.

But this time it seems to be different, I have never felt this way before, and when I narrate the mental activities of the character's other personality, it is as if I am telling my own psychological feelings. At first I didn't think anything was out of the ordinary, because I didn't realize that I was wrong, but it wasn't until I was able to record the mental descriptions that were full of madness that I was completely stunned.

Later, I was supposed to be in front of the computer in a daze, all the time. (That's what I remember when I write about it at this moment, I must have been in a daze, but I don't remember what I was thinking, it seemed like I was talking to one person, talking to another self, but I couldn't remember what the conversation was.) Ay...... Forget it, I don't know, maybe it's a hallucination, because I'm not sure either. Later, I went to wash, and when I went into the bathroom, I saw myself in the mirror, and I thought it was a strange person, but it was me, and I was pretty sure.

Maybe it's because I'm still silent in the novel, and a nerve in my brain doesn't react, and that's how I explain it to myself. When I washed up, everything was back to normal.

However, I was still not at ease, so I hurriedly recorded it, because I had never encountered such a bizarre thing before. I've read enough psychology books, but they're useless except to draw on cases in fiction.

I don't think it's my fault, so I record it so I don't have to make a detailed comparison when I encounter it a second time.

Time at the moment: 2:22 a.m., Mo Forgetting

Well, I don't remember what happened last night at all, and I don't remember sitting in front of my computer writing this journal. I checked the documentation, but found no description of the above, and it seemed as if I was sleepwalking, which seems to be the only plausible explanation.

At this moment, at 13:03 p.m., Mo Forgetsheng

I thought this was over, to be honest, I really thought that these things would pass, after all, some time ago, the mental pressure was huge, which made me blindly suspicious, and my life was chaotic. Until three days ago, I went to see a psychiatrist, and this is the second time I have seen him. He still suggested that I give up what I was doing, but I confessed it and told the woman I loved dearly.

I've had a good time in the last two days, and with her by my side, I haven't even written much. I'm almost as bad as ever, and I'm happy to do it without anger or disgust. (The reason I mention disgust and anger here is because I always feel that someone is trying to intrude on my life.) I really want to smash these guys' heads one by one, and then cut every inch and grain of their skin, so that the flesh and blood are muddy, so that it can become one picture with the sparse brains. In short, I enjoy the moment, the feeling that makes me feel comfortable in my heart, can turn decadence into cheering, like a hot spring silently gliding over my ankles, exciting and exciting. If this group of miscellaneous people has wives and children...... I'm afraid...... I'll be happy to get it out of the way...... I, I don't know! ）

Oh my God, I'm breaking down now, I'm almost crying, tears rolling in my eyes, barely sliding down my cheeks! I don't know what's going on, and sometimes I can't tell if it's a dream or reality. When I stand in front of the mirror, I can't see myself, there's nothing in it, am I dreaming? Perhaps, at least as I record this moment now, I have absolute reason to believe that I am in a dream.

At this time, the shadows of the branches and leaves outside the window did not move, they were surprisingly quiet, and I could even feel the wind passing in front of me, blowing up the long hair on my forehead and stimulating my drowsy brain. But they didn't dance with the wind, and they danced like mad people. Then I saw that there was not a single house in the building opposite, maybe it was too late, but it was only two o'clock in the morning, and only the faint light in the long row of elevators appeared in the darkness. I was annoyed that the world outside the screen was always impenetrable.

But I'm in a much better mood now, because I'm happy to be able to record these unclear things.

Time at this moment: 2:02 a.m., Mo Forgetsheng] (To be continued.) )