Twilight Town, Police Station.

In the huge conference room, a man in his fifties and sixties stood on the stage, and after reading his declaration of becoming the new sheriff with great enthusiasm, he sat back in his seat amid the fierce applause of the crowd.

The meeting dispersed, and everyone left.

All that was left was the newly elected sheriff sitting in the conference room and smoking.

It's a long process.

As he finished the cigarette in his hand, he threw the cigarette butt to the ground and took out an agate pendant from his body.

This agate is very eccentric, blood-red all over, and there is a pocket version of the straw doll in the middle.

It's just that the straw doll has cracked.

"It's good that this thing got in the way......"

The man stretched out his hand and stroked the jade pendant, his eyes fierce with murderous intent in his eyes.

"The bronze mirror...... It's a terrible thing. ”

"There's a 'little hell' hidden inside."

"No matter who you are, you can use this kind of thing, and your identity in this world is definitely not simple, you have to find a way to tell people outside that you want to kill that guy......"

…

Xiangchun Psychiatric Hospital, Room 614.

The three of them appeared in the room...... Two people, to be exact, and a vague dark shadow.

It can only stand in a place with little sunlight.

Once it gets close to too hot sunlight, it will 'melt'.

Ning Qiushui took a breath of the familiar smell in Xiangchun Psychiatric Hospital, and felt much more comfortable.

At least...... He returned to his own world.

"Hey, Hong Yu, can you speak?"

Ning Qiushui asked the 'shadow' in the corner of the room.

There were whispers in the room.

Ning Qiushui couldn't hear clearly.

Zhao Er, who was wearing a psychiatric gown, took a sip of cold white and explained:

"You can't hear her."

"I'll talk to her."

Zhao Er communicated with Hong Yu in detail for a while.

As for what he said, Ning Qiushui didn't hear it clearly.

He came to the window and looked at the moonlight outside the window, tapping his fingers on the edge of the window.

After a while, Zhao Er frowned, glanced at Ning Qiushui, and exclaimed:

"Ning Qiushui, she has a request for you."

Ning Qiushui tilted his head and said curiously:

"What do you want from me?"

Zhao Er explained:

"She asked me how I could restore my 'identity' in this world, and I told her that her 'identity' had been destroyed, and the only way to regain it under the sun was to 'forge it'."

Ning Qiushui frowned, thinking of the 'shadows' that blocked him in the elevator.

"Forgery?"

"What do you mean...... To rob someone else's 'identity'? ”

Zhao Er shook his head.

"That's a snatch."

"Everything has a 'life' number, and it is very dangerous to take away other people's 'identities', and drinking doves to quench your thirst will encounter ominous consequences in the future."

"If you want to last a long time, you can only 'fake'."

Ning Qiushui was thoughtful, he stared at Zhao Er and blinked:

"What is your identity...... It can't be a fake, right? ”

Zhao Er poured the cold white open in the cup in one go.

"Yes."

"My identity is 'fake'."

Ning Qiushui touched his nose.

"So...... You've also died in the Bloodgate World before? ”

"Hmm."

"Okay, tell me, how do you fake your identity?"

"Do you know ...... 'filthy soil'? ”

Hearing the word 'filthy soil', Ning Qiushui raised his head suddenly, and his eyes became much sharper.

"The Misty World where the Strange House is located?"

Zhao Er showed a smile, and didn't seem to mind the sharp aura on Ning Qiushui's body.

"Yes."

"There are some 'old sites' in the filthy earth, and through the revival of special items, you can get a safe area."

"Depending on the guards in the 'old site', the size of the area is also different, but in each 'old site', there are at least three or more places that can provide 'identity' for the 'shadow'."

"With the 'identity' provided by this 'old site', the 'shadow' can live in the sunshine of the world outside the blood gate."

"There are many taboos, but at least it's better than the 'shadow' that can only live in the dark, isn't it?"

Ning Qiushui struggled to digest what Zhao Er had told him.

If you don't feel shocked, that's a lie.

As for the word "filthy soil", it was the lady in black in the church who told him.

"So, the 'church' where the Lady in Black is located is the so-called 'old site'?"

Ning Qiushui muttered in an almost inaudible voice.

Soon, he heard Zhao Er say again:

"Not every house has the ability to open up the 'old site'."

"Some of the houses have been in the chaos of the fog, and there are no adventurous powerhouses inside, and there are no suitable props."

"If you don't have an 'old site', I can introduce you to one, but ...... They may charge a lot of "fees". ”

Zhao Er accentuated his tone on the word "expense".

Ning Qiushui knew that it was definitely not just about money.

"No need."

"I have a way."

Zhao Er nodded.

"That's for the best."

"To be honest, you are my lifesaver after all, and I don't really want you to be cheated."

Ning Qiushui glanced at Hong Yu in the corner and said:

"During this time, you will stay in this place first, and when I get the 'identity', I will come back to find Zhao Er."

Hong Yu nodded.

…

Bidding farewell to Zhao Er, Ning Qiushui returned to the house by car.

There was no one outside to pick him up tonight.

Does everyone believe that he will come out alive?

With an inexplicable weirdness in his heart, Ning Qiushui pushed the door in, but the scene inside the door made him stunned directly.

The room smells of paper money.

Six people wore white hats and kept burning paper money into the brazier, and on the TV cabinet in the central area, Ning Qiushui's ...... Posthumous photo.

Liu Chengfeng was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a soul bell in his hand, his face was painted green, and his posture was strange, as if he was dancing a god.

Bai Xiaoxiao and Tian Xun's eyes were slightly red.

Meng Jun and Jun Luyuan were silent.

Yu Jiang and Yunshang looked indifferent, they didn't have a deep impression of Ning Qiushui, they were more about joining in the fun.

However, when they saw Ning Qiushui suddenly enter the door, everyone's faces showed shock.

"It's not...... What's going on with you? ”

"Why?"

Everyone looked at each other, just staring at Ning Qiushui directly, and after a while, Yu Jiang let out an exclamation:

"Liu Chengfeng, you kid is really hidden!"

"I thought you were a god, but I didn't expect that you were really good at conjuring spirits!"

Liu Chengfeng swallowed his saliva, stared at Ning Qiushui, and muttered in his heart:

"Grandma drips...... Didn't Master say that conjuring spirits was a charlatan...... Why did you really recruit it back? ”

Tian Xun saw Ning Qiushui, secretly wiped his eyes, and his voice was slightly choked:

"Brother Qiushui, are you back......"

Ning Qiushui felt the strange atmosphere in the villa, and pointed to his posthumous photo and said:

"Who comes out to explain what these mean...... I'm not dead yet! ”

Bai Xiaoxiao turned her face away and blinked hard, as if she was afraid that tears would fall, while Meng Jun next to her stared at Ning Qiushui, took a deep breath, and said in a deep tone:

"Qiushui, if you have any wishes, you can say them...... We'll do our best to help you out! ”

Ning Qiushui's face was strange, and his eyes fell on the calendar on the TV cabinet, and then he understood.

Since he did not come back through the bus of the house, he was two days late.

Under normal circumstances, as long as the trickster who entered the Blood Gate came out alive, he would definitely arrive at the trickster house before the early morning of that night, but Ning Qiushui did not return to his world until three days later.

Therefore the companions in the retreat thought that ...... He hung up.

PS: Good night.