Luo Bei left Yincheng with Peter, traveled all over the country, slept in the open air, experienced dangers and obstacles, and found a large number of rare flowers and plants in the world. Although the trip took more than a month, it was fruitful. Luo Bei and Peter are looking forward to returning to Yincheng as soon as possible and developing the world's best perfume as soon as possible.

Luobei has been traveling for so many days, and I have always been worried about Lin Shuang in my heart, I don't know how Lin Shuang is doing during this time in Yincheng? He had called Lin Shuang many times, but the phone was turned off. He was not at ease, so he called Lin Shuang's house again, and only then could he hear the voice he had missed for a long time. Lin Shuang's voice seemed to be a little different from before, although there was no obvious difference, but it always sounded a little weird.

Luo Bei called his friends at school again and asked about Lin Shuang's current situation. Friends said that Lin Shuang came to school on time every day and got along very well with everyone, telling Luobei not to worry. Luobei's heart that was hanging before can be regarded as letting go.

Peter smiled and said Luobei, what is there to worry about, Lin Shuang is not a child. Luo Bei smiled self-deprecatingly and gave Peter a blank look. Lin Shuang's voice seemed to be different from before, and Luo Bei muttered to himself suspiciously. Peter patted Luo Bei on the shoulder heavily, saying that Luo Bei might have been overthinking that he had forgotten Lin Shuang's original voice.

In Luobei, on a foggy morning, he got up early to freshen up. He pushed open the window and looked out at the blurred mountains and mist-shrouded fields in the distance, and decided to get up and return to Silver City at once. What he couldn't rest assured of the most was Lin Shuang. At this moment, he even regretted that he didn't bring Lin Shuang with him on this trip. Last night, he received a message from a senior that a young man in his family was about to come to Luobei, hoping that Luobei would teach him well.

Luo Bei prepared breakfast, returned to the bedroom, and woke up Peter, who was still asleep. Peter reluctantly opened his eyes. Hi Peter, hurry up, we'll be back to Silver City after dinner. Why don't you wait until you finish lunch and then go back, I can't even sleep well. Peter lazily grumbled.

Luo Bei shook his head with a smile, grabbed Peter's ear and said, Recently, a relative of mine is coming to Yincheng to join me, do you think we should hurry up? Cut, I think you miss Lin Shuang and can't stand it, Brother Luo Bei, will you be so impatient? However, if I had a girlfriend as beautiful and intelligent as Lin Shuang, I would also go crazy like Brother Luobei, right? Luo Bei let go of Peter's ears, turned and walked out of the bedroom, to the dining table. Peter, there is little food this morning, and if you don't hurry up, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to Silver City hungry.

It worked. Peter, dividing five by two, put his trousers on his body, and ran out. Luo Bei pretended not to see Peter, and ate it in a big gulp. Peter originally wanted to wash up first, but when he saw Luobei's eating posture, he was really afraid that he would not be able to eat anything if he was one step late. simply sat down at the table, shook off his cheeks and ate it. Luo Bei looked at Peter and smirked.

At night, at the entrance to the silver city, there was a man's figure. He is Yang Luo from Yangcheng. During the day, he went to the police station to tell him about Yincheng and Miss Lolo. and the origin of Luobei, he also told the police. But in the end, instead of getting the attention of the police, Yang Luo was almost sent to a mental hospital. Yang Luo left the police station in a rage and decided to destroy Yincheng by himself.

Yang Luo once met a bearded man who was doing explosives in a bar. After Yang Luo left the police station, he called the man and offered to buy his explosives at a high price. The phrase that money can make ghosts grind is sometimes more appropriate for some human beings. As soon as the bearded man heard that it was profitable, he immediately agreed to Yang Luo, saying that after an hour, he would pay the money in the old place and deliver the goods with the other. As a result, Yang Luo got a large amount of explosives on the same day.

As soon as it was dark, Yang Luo drove with explosives to the entrance of Yincheng. This place, eerie and desolate, is rarely visited. As far as the eye can see, the surrounding heaven and earth seem to be filled with thick fog for many years. Yang Luo carried the explosives and paved along the road into Yincheng, all the way, and he was ready to raze Yincheng to the ground tonight. In this way, that Luobei had to leave here. From now on, the world of perfume may not belong to me.

Yang Luo also walked forward step by step, and everywhere he passed was the explosives that were sprinkled casually. There seems to be no end to the road in front of us. Yang Luo walked for a long, long time, but still did not see the shadow of the village house. He was so exhausted that he couldn't take another step forward. Sitting on the ground, he gasped for a moment. Yang Luo decided to stop moving forward, he was afraid that even if he walked to dawn, he would not be able to enter the interior of the silver city.

Yang Luo turned around and walked in the direction he came, ready to go to the car to get the gasoline can. When he finally got to the car, he felt like he had walked for days and nights, tired like a dead dog. He sensed the strangeness of this land in his heart, and suddenly remembered that he had been taken to a strange wilderness by several strong men in armor. In the middle of that terrifying night, Yang Luo walked along the path in the wilderness until dawn, and finally walked out. That night, Yang Luo personally experienced a folklore "ghost hitting the wall".

Tonight, when Yang Luo, carrying a gasoline barrel, walked to the road where he was sprinkled with explosives again, his heart suddenly seemed to be overgrown with weeds, hairy, and uncomfortable. He opened the seal of the gasoline drum, lifted the bottom of the drum, and poured the gasoline evenly on top of the explosives. At this time, he suddenly felt that several pairs of eyes were staring at him. He stood up suddenly, looking around alarmistly, and there was no one in sight. He bent down and continued to pour gasoline, the pungent smell permeating the thick mist. One of his arms suddenly seemed to be tugged at hard, and the gasoline drum hit the ground with a thud and rolled forward.

Yang Luo was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and several men's distorted faces approached him. Yang Luo was horrified to find that these men were the homeless people who had died. They were glaring at Yang Luo, stretching out their bony fingers and pinching Yang Luo's neck. Yang Luo screamed, waved his arms wildly, and ran to the intersection where he came. As he ran, he heard a thunderclap in the sky, and blackening clouds gathered over his head. There were the shouts of the homeless people behind him, and Yang Luo didn't dare to turn back and ran forward desperately.

A pouring downpour fell abruptly. The rain was so dark and heavy that it hit the body like an electric shock, and the whole body trembled, accompanied by burning pain. Yang Luo finally ran to the car and started the car several times before finally driving away. He sifted and trembled as he drove the car mechanically. When he finally returned to his home, the rain-soaked skin had begun to fester, and the pain was so painful that he wanted to hit the wall.

Yang Luo's gaze was dilated, and he opened the large freezer in the room for some reason. He took out one bone after another from the freezer and placed them on the floor in turn according to the structure of the human body. He took out a special steel needle, threaded a strong fishing line, and sewed it between the bones. He muttered to himself as he threaded the needle. Rest in peace, and I will give you back your whole bodies. Oh, the body has been mended, and I'm going to press your head. Yang Luo got up and brought a few grinning skulls and placed them next to a few bones. Rest assured, I remember your body and appearance, and I can't be mistaken.

This night, the homeless man who often went to Yang Luo's house to drink tea before, was so hungry that he thought for a long time and came to the front of Yang Luo's house. He couldn't bear to disturb this good Samaritan so late, but he didn't find any food today, and he was almost fainting from hunger. He remembered that Yang Luo had told him that he was welcome to come to the house to play at any time, even if it was late at night, because Yang Luo never slept at night. He didn't understand what disease Yang Luo was suffering from, why he wouldn't sleep every night?

This homeless man came to Yang Luo's house with a nervous mood. He raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was unexpectedly hidden, and there was a narrow gap. He tapped lightly, but no one answered, so he crept into the house. He walked through the porch and smelled a foul smell of rotting fish. He walked to the door of the living room in surprise, his eyes widened in horror, and then he raised his hands and covered his mouth tightly. He saw Yang Luo, who was sewing and mending the heads of several dried corpses.

The homeless man turned around desperately and stumbled towards the door. Yang Luo heard the noise behind him, and quickly chased him out of the house, but he couldn't see anyone anymore. Moments later, a shrill siren sounded downstairs. Then, a restless noise of human voices sounded downstairs.

Yang Luo suddenly felt that his body and mind had become relaxed, and the big stone that had been pressing on his heart for a long time was also put down. He looked in the mirror, straightened his clothes, combed his hair, picked up a bottle of liquid from the cupboard and drank it. It was a bottle of giant poison, which Yang Luo had prepared for himself, but he never had the courage to drink it. Tonight, it seems, his road has really come to an end, and he has to leave.

When a group of police officers entered the house with a robbery. Seeing that Yang Luo had fallen to the ground with his breath dying, red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Comrade policeman, here you are. I'm going to die, so I'm going to tell you that I killed all the women who were victimized before. And the missing homeless people, who I also killed. Look at the floors next to me, these lying bodies are the homeless people. To this day, I regret it, if I could live again, I would never be so unbearable. If I could get the love of my family and the warmth of my relatives since I was a child, my heart would not be as cold and perverted as the devil. I'm wrong、、、、、、"

Before Yang Luo's words were finished, he swallowed his breath. At the door of his house, there were neighbors who had come to see the excitement.