Are you going to fall into the abyss or to slay the dragon? Are you a knight of justice or a clown of darkness? Now there are two paths, where are you going?

- Xu Tai

Just when Xu Tai was still frightened by the nightmare just now, he suddenly dispersed a foul smell, which made Xu Tai feel uncomfortable at all, and after a period of dizziness, the corpse was also pushed in after finishing his makeup.

The lid of the coffin was half-opened, and it was a young girl, seventeen or eighteen years old. Her eyes were silky, and her unusually pale complexion was obscured by an equally lifeless outfit. Although the whole face looks a little ruddy, it still makes people feel chills in the back. The red dress is bewitching and can drip blood, making her skin more delicate and fair. The slender fingers are put together, the figure is graceful and long, the toes are coated with Kodan, and the large wavy curls spread out on the chest.

Xu Tai firmly believes that there are no ghosts in the world, but if you don't believe it, you have to believe it, he vaguely found that the girl's mouth in the photo was twisted into an O-shape, her facial features were distorted, and the black and white photo made her no different from a dead person, too, she was originally a dead person. Jiang Xinke's voice is still a little girl's laughter, how joyful the voice looks on the outside, but Xu Tai can hear it, this octave laughter is more like a cry, containing hatred, a face that is also sad and happy even can't wait to crawl out of the photo, she seems to see Xu Tai, clapped her hands and said happily: "You can actually see me, hehe, then I want you to die, I can't be the master, don't think about it!"

Xu Tai's whole body was numb, he didn't know what he should do next, fortunately he was still holding his mother's hand, at this moment, how much he needed these hands, although these hands could not stop everything, it could give Xu Tai a little comfort at that time.

Xu Tai knew that no one would believe him, but he still had to try, he shook his mother's arm: "Jiang Xin is not dead, she is still alive, she is smiling at me." ”

Mother has long known that Xu Tai can't spit ivory out of his mouth, who would believe Xu Tai's words - no one.

His mother didn't believe him either, he was a little coquettish but also a little angry, and let go of his mother's hand.

Looking at the girl again, half of her body had already crawled out, her hair was scattered like Sadako in the movie, the yin wind stung Xu Tai's internal organs, Xu Tai's legs were weak, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, as if he was going to blow up the bunker and crawled back: "Don't come here, don't come over." His hands were shaken, unwilling to face the demon.

The people on both sides were stunned, some secretly sneered, leaned into other people's ears and said that there was something wrong with this child, and some older people said with superstition that this little girl died with some resentment, and fell into Xu Tai's body. Jiang Xinke's mother didn't know what the expression on her face was, with joy and a little fear, she stood aside and gasped nervously.

At this time, Xu Tai was stared at by everyone in the audience, but no one reached out to help him, the indifference of the audience left an indelible shadow in Xu Tai's childhood, he could not forget everyone's eyes at this moment, as if watching a fool go crazy, a clown playing acrobatics, and even someone gave Xu Tai a sharp and mean sarcasm next to him, saying: "Look at this fool!"

Thankfully, my mother pushed away all the spectators who were watching the fire from the other side of the bank from the front row, and hugged Xu Tai tightly, Xu Tai's face was haggard, his hair was messy, he didn't know what to say again the whole time, and his limbs were twitching, which was a bit like a symptom of sheep epilepsy......

Perhaps, when you have already stepped into the road of dragon slaying, with a sword in your hand, some ignorant people think that you are just a psychopath, no one will take care of you, no flowers, no cheers, only provocation, only betrayal. So, be a clown.

- Xu Tai