After seeing those neighbors again, the childhood shadows that plagued Lejia and Leren dissipated, and some black substances that were invisible to the naked eye slowly shattered.

Gao Ming put away the black-and-white photo, and the neighbors waved at the two children, and the sound of the water gradually faded away.

The bodies of the two brothers left in the shadow world were destroyed, and Gao Ming also understood something from it, and all kinds of mental pain in reality corresponded to something in the shadow world.

The real solution is not to ignore those pains and pile them up in the shadows, but to bring them back to reality and destroy them in reality so that neither world is burdened.

"My mission has been completed, you two will live well in the future."

Gao Ming has now truly obtained the right to use the flood relics, and all the efforts are worth it.

"Thank you, can you tell us your contact information?" Roca took out his mobile phone: "If there is any use for us in the future, just ask." ”

After finishing speaking, he probably felt that his profession was special, and quickly spoke: "Including what we usually need to do, we can say it, we have a lot of strength." ”

"What the neighbors want for you is what I want you to do." After exchanging contact information with the brothers, Gao Ming left quickly.

In the cremation room, the brothers were still looking at the small captain's hat in their hands, which was given to them by Zhang Fenfen, and they would be the new captains in the future.

Walking out of the funeral home, Takamei felt dizzy and sat down on the steps.

The chest collapsed slightly, and the blood streaks hooked the skin like rusty wires, and the fragments of death memories in the past flashed uncontrollably in my mind.

In the past, there were flesh and blood ghosts and gods in the torture house, and after congratulating on the injury, the impact of these death memories had to be borne by Gao Ming himself.

"I'm hungry......"

Gao Ming leaned against the wall and walked into a nearby shop, and after eating a bowl of noodles and a plate of meat, he still felt hungry, this hunger could not be fed by appetite, and it needed a spiritual sacrifice to make up for it.

"Do you want to make a new game?"

There are a lot of posthumous photos in the backpack, which is enough to make a new weird story game.

Gao Ming sits in the restaurant and begins to think of a new game plot, but his mobile phone rings at this time.

Seeing the caller, Gao Ming was a little surprised, and he endured the hunger and connected the phone: "Is there something wrong?" Liu Yi? ”

"Didn't you look at the group of classmates? Zhuo Jun rented a bus and prepared to take his classmates to the resort for a party tomorrow morning, and he covered all the expenses. Liu Yi's cold voice came from the mobile phone, and she felt that Zhuo Jun was a little abnormal.

"Zhuo Jun's identity is different from ours now, and it is understandable if he wants to show off."

"Don't you think it's a coincidence? As soon as we escaped from a ghost bus, Zhuo Jun prepared another car. Liu Yi sent a photo to Gao Ming: "It's raining so hard, he seems to be urged by a ghost, and he has to have a class reunion." ”

Clicking on the picture sent by Liu Yi, Gao Ming's eyes narrowed, and the route arranged by Zhuo Jun passed through the Eastern District, to be exact, it happened to pass through Haldex Private College: "This guy doesn't want to sacrifice his classmates, right?" No one bullied him when he was in school before, huh? ”

"I don't know very well, just look at the group of classmates, I always feel that everyone is not normal." Liu Yi sent a few screenshots to Gao Ming: "It's raining so hard now, they all agree to meet tomorrow, there is something wrong with this." ”

The group of classmates is very lively, and it has been two days since everyone is still chatting enthusiastically, as if whoever falls to the ground and no one catches it will die.

"Maybe they all have a reason to come." A normal class reunion would definitely be arranged on a day off, the wind was beautiful, and everyone drank and talked about the past, but their class reunion was arranged in a resort with a rainstorm.

"You still don't remember the male classmate who was crossed out in the group photo?" Liu Yi asked casually.

"No, there shouldn't be that person in our class." Takashi decided to change his plans and go to the "class reunion" tomorrow morning.

Hanging up the phone, Gao Ming rubbed his temples: "Time is pressing, I want to recover the flesh and blood ghosts as soon as possible." ”

His eyes became a little dangerous, and fate made Gao Ming go to the Eastern District again at a certain time, this time he wanted to directly put Situ An in the torture room.

"It's a bit contradictory, although Situ An is heinous, he is, to a certain extent, a person who doesn't believe in fate. The fundamental goal of everything he did was to change his life. ”

"Under the arrangement of fate, he and I will definitely die, whether he kills me or I kill him, it seems to be a fateful arrangement."

Put on a raincoat, Gao Ming recalled the memory of death in his heart, and walked into the rainstorm.

……

"I know, Song Xue, you don't have to rush anymore, I'll definitely be there tomorrow morning." Zhou Sisi looked at Song Xue on the video call a little speechlessly: "You make four calls a day, and my mother has never been in such a hurry to urge me to get married." ”

"Be sure to get there!" Song Xue seemed to suddenly remember something: "By the way, Sisi, don't you think there seems to be one less person in our class?" ”

"Quite a few, aren't they all in the group?" Zhou Sisi kicked off his slippers and lay on the bed.

"And do you remember who your table mates were?" Song Xue's expression was very cute, and it seemed that she was just pure curiosity.

"High life?" Zhou Sisi was very impressed by Gao Ming, their personalities are two extremes, Gao Ming likes to be quiet, Zhou Sisi likes to be lively, and the head teacher also arranged them into a study group.

"It's not him, who are your table mates in the second semester of the third year of high school?"

"Next semester......" Zhou Sisi meditated, she had a vague face in her mind, but she couldn't remember it.

took out his mobile phone and looked down at the names of his group members, Zhou Sisi looked down one by one, but they didn't match that face: "It's strange, I really can't remember who I am at the same table." ”

"It's okay, I'll just ask, don't take it to heart. Hurry up and go to bed, Zhuo Jun will send a car to pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Song Xue hung up the phone with a grin.

"How can I forget who I'm at the table?" Zhou Sisi has a very good personality, so the teacher always likes to arrange some shy and introverted students next to her, hoping that Zhou Sisi can help her classmates become more cheerful: "Forget it, I don't want to, who do you love." ”

Brushing funny jokes, Zhou Sisi spun around on the bed, laughing happily and completely forgetting about it.

Playing sleepy, Zhou Sisi got into the thin quilt and fell asleep.

In the haze, she had a dream, when the bell rang for the end of class, her tablemate took the black lunch box she had brought from home, and walked upstairs alone.

This tablemate of mine is very weird, he doesn't like to talk, and he is always alone, but he does well in his studies.

A little curious, Zhou Sisi followed, and she suddenly wanted to see the face of her tablemate.

When he came to the top of the building, there was no one around, and Zhou Sisi saw the same table sitting in the corner and opened the box lunch.

"Hello?" Zhou Sisi walked over directly, and when she was about to pat the other party on the shoulder, she found that the other party didn't use chopsticks to eat the boxed lunch, and kept digging out some things from the boxed lunch with both hands to eat.

Feeling a little bad, Zhou Sisi stepped back, but his tablemate seemed to hear footsteps, he turned his head, and his mouth was full of blood.

Zhou Sisi turned around and ran away in fright, but was knocked down by her fellow tablemates, she struggled desperately, and her body became heavier and heavier.

"No, it's a dream! Wake up! Wake up! ”

With a wave of her hands, Zhou Sisi clenched her teeth, a sound sounded in her throat, and she opened her eyes suddenly.

The futon was kicked open, and Zhou Sisi's chest rose and fell violently, but then she saw a bloody face pressed on top of her head.

(End of chapter)