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The case is about the loss of the same, but in fact it was just the disappearance of the child at first, and then the unknown spirit creature was pulled out, and then it was pulled out. Possible theater murderers. But it doesn't seem that simple at the moment. Someone is manipulating something here, and if someone is manipulating, then it may be extremely ...... for him to enter here

Suddenly, something came to mind. Continue in this silent space. These people are just resentful spirits. Revelation about wands. And how can the resentful soul use the car in reality? The reason is that there is no handover between the rails normally. Unless spiritually inspired, ordinary people do not see ghosts. Humans and ghosts can often be intertwined, because most ghosts have them. Humans are the kind of memories that affect them. The individual's mind is in. Ghosts can still be used universally. They have the mind to check people, they have fear, and they have joy.

It's unlikely that everyone is dead when they go to the hospital, and if so, the investors behind the scenes have already seen the problem.

The primary key rummaged through the diaries, but he was a little scared, because, well, someone once said that the diary is crazy and serious people don't keep diaries, maybe the scared people keep diaries, or maybe diaries can mislead a lot of people.

As for some perpetrators, they will also record their motives and the time of the killing. The solution and people of all walks of life will also write down what they have seen and heard in their memories. Because compared to the form of secrecy, memory is still confidential.

Getting up is a record of a woman's self-recollection.

What's going on? What, I feel my life slipping by. I felt the colors of the world gradually turning gray. I saw the dead. To the group that died next to my house just two days ago. Has it changed?

He has actually changed, why has he become a dead man? Everything that was built is gone.

Who have I offended, who have I offended, who have I offended?

So lonely, I found out that than is fake. Could the memories be fake? Why does the weather never change? And the moon.

Fortunately, the sisters came, but we seemed to have become strangers and ignored anyone.

I saw the decomposition of someone's body, and maybe I was really dead.

I'm scared. A lot of people are scared. Who knows? What do you live on? Oil lamps, oil!

I was scared, I was so entangled, because I found out that the corpse was the source of Deng You.

The homeless are going to die, what are they all here? But why didn't anyone go there, what did they say when they came back, why didn't they let me in and listen?

I'm here for revenge, I'm here for revenge, what the hell happened? Dead?

The rest of the content comes to an abrupt halt, with nothing left, looking backwards, but becoming more and more distorted. Overall, it's like a limb of terror, spreading and twisting, so what the hell is here Detective Locke's head hurts.

The diary completes Locke's understanding of the whole film as nothing more than a ghost, unable to adjust to whether he is dead or not. The oil lamp on the table is made up of corpses, and if there are no corpses here, then perhaps the soul is burning.

Also tried the cause of death of the soul here. Explaining why, Deng didn't explain why these people were here.

It was he who personally entered this space, under normal circumstances, hand, if the warlock he should have sent someone a long time ago. Is he waiting here or going out to look for it. Is it a place of casual kindness? It is tempted, not controlled.

Was the diary misleading or true?, with well-meaning thoughts and empty consciousness, he decided to explore this place, and perhaps connect to something.

When he opened the door, he found out and said that the horror was here. It was terrifying outside, and all he could see was silence and death. There will be a little light. It's really a room, and it's really your own. Street. Interestingly, the lunar disc does not move in the slightest, as if everything was pressed the pause button.

Looking at the lunar disk above the heavenly dome is like drowning in the endless deep sea, and wanting to fall into an extremely vast abyss. The inability to pierce, the inability to see, the absence of that little bit of light becomes the ultimate attraction.

Wheezing, his will became more and more blurred, floating and sinking, well, he gradually found the basis of the existence of this space, maybe it was the moon disk that was high and poor.

Perhaps a halt at the lunar disk recorded all of this in an instant, accommodating this ghostly space. Those who are deliberately controlled, and those who are not deliberately controlled do not know.

Sometimes there are colorful pictures flashing on the street, as if the real colors are becoming more abstract. There are people who are dead, but they don't think they're dead. It's still very much like reality, where reality and illusion are intertwined, distorted and intertwined.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

A wooden door appeared in front of him. The above inscriptions gradually spread upward, and then the wooden door of the wooden man was opened.

The moment it was opened, the indescribable microvision was released to it

ew, quickly distorting all the space around it.

The indescribable light was stretching outward, and a huge sweat was displayed in front of him, and he was stunned when he saw Detective Locke in front of him. According to the giant sword in his hand, he came in an instant. While daring to sleep in the space, it is like a Locke pickup again and again. Wearing a black gladiator helmet, he is nearly two meters tall. The nail on the body is like skin care for the cortex. Hit by blow. Its skin was stitched with a lot of steel, fused with its muscles, and then it was bloody, and behind its visor was a pair of unscrupulous eyes, slashing again and again. Watch Locke and his wand resist the sparks. A black whirlwind watermelon with a circumference as a half-ring twists the body of the house into a half-ring.

Its quaint wine glass falls from above. Last time, it prioritized a delicate one, but it froze a piece of land around it. The body is printed with distorted patterns, and finally converges on an inexplicable eye.

Ijiubei moved away for a while, and Locke noticed. The Great Khan quickly retreated, then rode a cliff-like silhouette that nearly blurred. Then he rushed violently with a sword in his hand, and in the attack layer by layer, when the sword came out of course, the overall skill was stimulating.

Here you can see that the sea surface of Port Vale belongs to a high place after all, but the sea surface at this time is calm, and there are no waves seven or eight meters high at all. What should have been a good haven was dead silent. However, it continues to be weird.

Right. The depths of the harm are gradually becoming richer and deeper, and the black-armored warrior took two steps back, and instantly returned to the light gate, which was like a black broadband in the void. A little bit of elimination

Lose. The surface of the water is like the first light, growing little by little.

Shanghai Minsheng Life burst into a cheerful flame, and the sea that was silent in the dead suddenly rippled, and the indescribable weirdness was like the sky lit up with countless eyes.

It's crazy, it's frightening. The legend of the place that belongs to the harbor of the undersea is reflected in the bottom of the sea in his mind over and over again. It is the abode of the great.

The black flame burned merrily before the sea melted it again. Under the blend. The sponge glows with a faint glow. scene, Locke knew he had no way out quickly. You grab your article like a bayonet, and hold it high, looking for a hole in this space. Buzzing in the constriction of pupils, the sea was filled with the eerie sound of waves. Fortunately, there are many magic obstacles. The spiritual energy has been gathered into a phoenix, shooting high in the sky, illuminating the earth, he has searched, increased chaos in which he can't even think, looking expectantly. Where the tide was surging, he had some guesses that he was either a high-level holy relic or something. In the awakening, and that's where the links come from, and there's a hole in it that someone is exploiting. Control the entry and exit of each post.

As a little bit of savings spread, a strange atmosphere enveloped the sky, maybe a few seconds passed, maybe a few minutes passed. The tentacles waving in the air let out an inexplicable tear. It caused a chain reaction between heaven and earth. Locke smiled distressedly as the heavens and the earth were flipping.

Black smoke rose from the peaks, the ground cracked, and houses collapsed on the ground.

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On the beach near Port E. I felt a figure creep in the moonlight. In the dusty sky, he rubbed his dark eyes.

。 There was never a day in which he would be so embarrassed, for this time he had somehow escaped from there, and turned his head to find in astonishment that he was and that he could see the number. The strange sea area.

Areas that cannot be disturbed by people under injury. Otherwise, what is hidden? The sea is not boiling, but it is blooming in the moonlight. Suddenly, it seems that a monstrous beast has descended on the world in concealment, preparing to coax privately.

The eyes 1 ° and then 1 ° out of focus, because he, according to this sea area fear just existed.

He clearly felt the Being's desire for souls. Trying to eat the world, there is no surging on the sponge, but there is gray energy tumbling. Fortunately, there is no intention. Although he felt that he was staring at him coldly, Detective Locke Yang Zhuang unconsciously patted his sleeve, and then prepared for the area in the courtyard. You don't care about these conflicts, no matter which dead souls, because these are not for him to meddle in. That child may be dead, and the transfer of assets is not easy to find, child.

The obscure light of the demon memory flashed again and was inexplicably dyed with some blue shadows after the experience just now, bringing up the sound of groups of ocean tides, and it pointed to another place, and looked down.

He turned his head to look at the great shadow of the deep-sea shrimp spreading. Interested in the underground. It's on the job, because I'm hehe, maybe I'm thinking too much.

It was getting heavier and heavier, and the presence just now made him unable to resist. Why did he get involved in this incident? Why did he go underground? He didn't study much underground, he needed to go to the library to study on his own. Well, maybe it's because of some of his career, he has searched for many ruins in the course of his detective career, and maybe he can really find a hidden place that leads to the underground. Zhejiang's attention was twisted back to the wand, and he followed the guidance step by step. The shadow under the deep sea is getting bigger and bigger, and the final result. The sponge stopped for a moment, and then the tide continued to roll in motion.