Exports in 14 years?"

The words of the half-faced ghost are incredible.

No matter how far away the exit is, with Wu Xian'er here, you can always protect everyone, unless you encounter a terrifying existence like a filial piety ghost. In that case......

Wei Kun was about to die of joy.

Hit one by one, infinite monster farming! It's a pity that there is no weird appearance of the second gold coin, this kind of thing is still too rare.

As for the way to leave......

It is not distance that limits movement, but more brutal and incomprehensible time.

Modern people are bombarded with the intensity of various entertainment works, and their ability to accept various settings is very high, which greatly improves the average quality of the traverser and the reborn, and there are few imbeciles who shout, pinch their thighs, and ask the time and place everywhere.

For example, if the reader opens his eyes to an unfamiliar environment with a very different style of painting, his first reaction is definitely not to shout, but to politely, politely, and emotionally intelligently try to ask the air......

"Is the system there?"

No matter how much you despise the system flow, you still have to admit that this thing is the most suitable golden finger for ordinary people!

Therefore, Li Meng and other young people easily accepted the setting of the half-faced ghost and asked according to their ideas.

"Auntie Ban, are we going to wait here, until 14 years from now? Will 14 years go by out there, or will it be just a moment, as in some movies?"

The half-faced ghost was stunned.

Its one-eyed slowly turned, and its mouth twitched, spitting out half an unpleasant mouthful of black blood. The greatest pleasure of being a ghost is to be a riddler, but these clever modern people have deprived it of this fun.

"After tonight, the second big black sun will rise, and that kind of heat will roast *** flesh and blood alive! First turn into a layer of skin, then fill the muscles and bones with red rain, and transform into a monster that can only ecstasy! Only normal villagers like the one in the village who are infected with that strange disease can withstand the high temperature of the double day volley......

I don't know who said, "Dehydrated! It's a three-body problem! The end of the supernatural is science fiction—"

Anyway, Miss Narcissus won't take the initiative to admit it.

Wei Kun put the diary and the shadow machine into his handbag, picked up Li Xiaoya, who was still in COS Maori Kogoro, with one hand, and asked the half-faced ghost, "There is no specific concept of time here, right?" So instead of waiting for 14 years to come, you get into—"

"14 years from your memory!"

Wei Kun guessed accurately, and when he saw the hesitation and entanglement of the half-faced ghost, he had already received the correct answer.

The half-faced ghost slowly stood up, its movements as slow as a log floating on the water, and an unnatural resentment flashed on its smiling face.

It repeated in a cold voice.

"Yes, another exit, in my memory...... I have been tormented for an unknown amount of time in the painful memory...... Now that my promise has been fulfilled, the man who took the diary will help me, not only to leave with me, but also to fulfill my last wish for me......

"Last wish?"

Wei Kun had already seen this information from the hint of the ghost company.

Half-faced, ghostly smile, "Yes, after that night, make me resent my last wish to this day!" Its sound was like it had been immersed in an icy well for decades, and there was only the coldness of the forest.

Buzz –

The air outside the window was trembling and getting heavier.

The intact villagers who returned to Yuexia Village began to attack the disease-ridden villagers, cutting off their legs and feet, tearing off rotting flesh, and then pouring red rain into funnels to listen to their wails. The sound grew closer and closer to the hall, until outside the gate, and through the gap at the bottom, feet with red liquid could be seen.

Wei Kun is colorful.

"I'll help you."

The half-faced ghost was surprised at first, then nodded in satisfaction. It began to open its mouth wide, and the mouth of the black hole continued to expand, breaking through the limits of the human body, and suddenly turned into a deep and terrifying ghost gate, against the ceiling and ground of the shrine, exhaling rot

The stinky ghost wind makes people can't open their eyes!

Such a horrible way of opening the door scared them a lot!

Only Wei Kun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Look at this posture, this aura, this is called a pure and authentic ghost! What are the female goblins in the company, are they all paying tribute to Nie Xiaoqian?

"Let's go!"

Wei Kun stepped into the roaring ghost gate first, and Narcissus followed without hesitation.

Li Meng and the others looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes, and hesitated for a long time, until they suddenly began to knock frantically on the door outside the ancestral hall, and their faces were instantly frightened and pale, for fear of staying here and becoming the same monster as those villagers, they rushed into the ghost gate of the half-faced ghost.

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"Set fire to her home and teach her a lesson."

The voice is thick and thin, the roughness of an adult, and the immaturity of a teenager. But you can't see the expressions, and you can feel their strong dissatisfaction just from the voices.

They took advantage of the darkness to come to the small building, carrying gasoline cans in their hands, and they poured gasoline under the wall without distinguishing the house number.

The little girl was bowing her head to feed the cat, and when she heard the sound of talking not far away, she stood up and looked, her little face full of nervousness and panic. She has no experience in dealing with things, she only knows that this is the time to wake up her mother.

"Mom! Someone wants to burn down our home!"

She rushed over and clung to one of them's legs.

The leader turned around and said in surprise: "Zhang Yunxia's little cub?"

"Brother Xu, what should I do? She saw us!" The person who was holding his leg panicked.

The figure called Brother Xu dropped the empty gasoline can, picked up the shovel at the base of the wall, walked over to this side, and stood quietly behind the little girl, he put the shovel handle under his arm, and then rubbed his hands.

The little girl was so frightened that she cried out to the window with all her might, "Mother—"

"***."

I saw the shovel lift up and fall heavily, a second, a third, until a faint cry of pain turned silent.

Narcissus's eyes widened, she was about to rush over the moment the shovel was raised!

But she was dragged hard by Wei Kun.

She turned her head angrily, wanting to reprimand Wei Kun for being cold-blooded and ruthless, but unexpectedly saw the pair of bloodshot eyes...... He's angry too!

Seeing that Narcissus had calmed down, Wei Kun took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly shook his head.

Narcissus finally came to her senses.

She understood the unspoken subtext of Wei Kun.

This is a memory, a memory of the half-faced ghost before his death, a fact that has already happened, and it cannot be changed.

The woman on the second floor of the red brick building finally ran out when she heard the sound. She was still wearing her pajamas and her hair was scattered, and she rushed at the group of evildoers like crazy.

"You brutes!"

Bang Dang!

Several men slammed her to the ground with shovels. There was a bloody hole on her head, and her face was covered in blood, but she was still trying to crawl under the wall, and all she could see was the small body, which was her daughter.

They didn't speak, silently pouring the rest of the gasoline into the woman's body.

With a shovel in hand, he surrounded her. Condescendingly, indifferently gazing at the woman who was wailing like a poor wild dog.

Winter!

I don't know who first raised the shovel high, and then shot it fiercely! The woman's crying for help was silenced and abruptly stopped.

The sound of a shovel hitting flesh is like minced meat chopping on a eucalyptus board.

After a frenzied outgasp, the men gasped and looked at each other. At this moment, the woman, who had thought she had lost her breath, let out a weak, incomprehensible, painful cry - "My son, mother, please, speak......

"This is the price you and your husband deserve to eat alone!"

The man at the head held the shovel in his backhand, turned it upside down, as if he was aiming, and in the next second, it slammed into the woman's face, and the power was so great that he directly cut off half of her head. Blood splattered, and the rest of the people couldn't help but be shocked and took half a step back!

"Let's go."

The flames lit up the dark midnight, and there was only a small wild cat, screaming incessantly, as if searching for someone......

The half-faced ghost appeared behind Wei Kun at some point.

Her one-eyed, bloody and tearful, full of pain and resentment.

"Man is worse than a ghost, and I will never let these beasts go! I've waited too long for this day!"

It looked at Wei Kun expectantly, and actually knelt down on both knees.

"Please help me!"

Wei Kun looked at the fire, at the cat.

He felt an unspeakable word in his heart, and he couldn't say it. Narcissus was already in tears, and she couldn't wipe away her tears even after wiping them a few times, and hugged half of her face and howled

Crying, "I'll help you, none of these bastards can escape!" I will hunt them down to the ends of the earth! Skinned them one by one! In front of him, kill the people they love one by one!"

Narcissus will definitely do it.

She's emotional. This picture seems to stimulate her instinct as a ghost. Her eyes were pitch black, the corners of her eyes were blue like ghost fires, and the hideous resentment made anyone who saw her tremble. Until Wei Kun put his arm around her shoulders.

"None of them can escape."

Wei Kun comforted, smiling as if he was normal, and gritting his teeth. He whispered, "After all, we're real reels, and that's how we should be, aren't we?"

He lifted the half-faced ghost.

This is really not him buying people's hearts or making a show for ghosts, but a valid promise.

"If you don't mind, I'm also going to shoot the story of revenge as a literary and artistic work that should wake up the world."

The half-faced ghost looked up in joy.

"I don't mind at all! It's best to find them. If I can let them be scolded, hated, and spurned by people, I really don't know how happy I, I must be! I do, no matter what, I do! Even if I recreate the pain of this scene again, even if I play that corpse—"

It wiped away the blood and tears with the back of its hand, and looked at Wei Kun and Narcissus gratefully.

"Boss, boss, I'll take you to find the exit, which I accidentally found......

Narcissus almost stumbled to the ground and said angrily.

"The ghost is his boss! Don't say such nonsensical words! You have no idea how disgusting this guy is......

Half-faced ghost like a person.

"Fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, I understand, I understand......

Wei Kun shook his head regretfully: "I haven't fast-forwarded to the end of the bed yet, I'll talk about it when I have a chance."

"How dare you think about it?!" Narcissus' big eyes widened as she jumped away from Wei Kun and stared at him warily.

The half-faced ghost just smiled beside the mother.

It woke up from a dream and said, "Those who are traveling with you should already be near the exit, and I will take you there."

Narcissus tilts her head. "Where exactly? Is it also the world of memory?"

"No, it's in a haunted apartment that has just died."

The half-faced ghost said seriously.

"I remembered it all after leaving Red Rain. The new owner of the haunted apartment had a weak yang aura and often had nightmares, and I was able to return to reality through the way of nightmares. That new ghost is going to scare people, it's fine......

Narcissus suddenly realized.

"Understood, Li Meng's side is really going to bump into a ghost this time."

The other side.

The real thrill of the script is being staged.