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The motorcycle slid far away. The motorcyclist also fell in the middle of the road. Several passing vehicles almost ran over people, but they all swerved to avoid them.

Fortunately, this is rush hour and the traffic speed is not very fast.

In this case, the motorcycle racing through the red light stands out.

Many office workers around were shouting, and someone yelled that it was the same guy who was racing yesterday and almost hit someone. Others said that they saw this speedster every day when they were commuting to and from get off work. Every time they passed directly, without looking at the traffic lights or pedestrians, they made sharp turns and passed by.

I was still in a daze, staring at Tang Zhuoxi's motionless body. Blood seeped out from under her head and slowly flowed into the distance.

After Xu Weifang's initial scream, she shut up and seemed to have fainted.

I'm at a loss.

I should go rescue Tang Zhuoxi now. At least, I can save her life.

But my body was stiff.

I saw something different.

Tang Zhuoxi's blood is flowing. The ominous atmosphere emanating from it was very strong, like an evil ghost standing in front of me, or like a labor camp in the western suburbs appearing at this intersection.

No, that smell is more pungent than the zombies in the western suburbs labor camp and the basilisk in the past.

The rotten smell is daunting.

Until now, no one has gone over to check on Tang Zhuoxi's condition.

Everyone stayed far away.

The motorcyclist was also lying on the ground, but someone came over and shouted twice.

He seemed to be fine. He got up from the ground, held his head, and took off his helmet, revealing his wet hair. Blood dripped from his forehead and his body was shaking slightly.

Tang Zhuoxi's body lost all responses.

I saw Tang Zhuoxi's soul rising from her body. She was like a zombie in a movie, slowly getting up and twisting her body.

The ominous aura in her blood enveloped her, but it did not invade her soul.

I smelled another yin gas. That kind of resentment and resentment...

Tang Zhuoxi turned his head 180 degrees and looked at the motorcyclist.

I saw the dark red light in her eyes.

It was the ferocious look of an evil spirit.

She staggered to her feet and stared at the motorcyclist.

Someone around them screamed.

I looked up and saw the motorcycle that had hit the wheels of the bus.

It was dragged by invisible forces, slid out from under the bus, and stood upright.

There were more screams all around. I couldn't hear clearly what those people were calling.

I was completely stunned.

I thought I had seen enough scary scenes and supernatural phenomena.

However, during the rush hour of commuting, at a crowded intersection, a supernatural event appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and I still couldn't react at all.

At this moment, I thought absurdly, why didn’t I see this sensational news tonight before going to bed?

With so many witnesses and probably cameras, why is there no news?

The thought flashed through my mind.

I heard the roar of the engine.

I watched as the motorcycle barreled toward its original owner.

The people surrounding the motorcyclist panicked and fled, but the motorcyclist lost his reaction.

He was knocked down and run over by wheels.

What was horrifying was that the car finally stopped on top of him, its wheels still spinning rapidly.

Flesh and blood splattered, arousing louder shouts from the people around him.

I felt flesh and blood flying in front of me. It didn't touch me, it just landed on the asphalt road in front of me.

So...so weird...

I feel something is wrong.

It should be said that there are too many things wrong.

People around were running away, as if they had seen a monster.

Farther away, there were cries. Those people probably didn't see what was going on and just went with the flow.

The intersection is almost empty. The rest of the people have weak legs and cannot run away.

Xu Weifang was still lying on the sidewalk in a coma.

Tang Zhuoxi stood on his own body, still staring at the roaring motorcycle.

The motorcyclist's flesh and blood was rubbed off layer after layer...

In the end, his body was cut into two parts, and there was a streak of flesh and blood on the ground as a distinction.

The motorcycle fell to the ground with a bang.

As if all the resentment in his heart had been vented, I felt that Tang Zhuoxi's mood had become calmer.

The breath of the curse did not dissipate.

Tang Zhuoxi's blood formed a vague pattern on the ground.

The fierce light in her eyes was fading, and her figure became blurry.

I seemed to have watched a farce, and now it's over.

I found that the night was over and it was daybreak.

I haven't been distracted by dreams for a long time, but now my head is empty and I can't think of anything.

How ridiculous!

When I saw ghosts and when I saw Ye Qing, I never felt so ridiculous!

I picked up my phone and looked at the news headlines and then the homepages of social networking sites.

Nothing at all.

How ridiculous! ! !

How is this going?

Did I really have a dream?

I felt unbelievable and subconsciously called Wu Ling's cell phone.

Wu Ling's voice was an octave lower than before.

"I...I dreamed, I don't know..." I didn't know how to speak.

"Did you dream about Tang Zhuoxi's death?" Wu Ling asked.

"Yes." I felt relieved.

Not just a nightmare.

On second thought, I felt that it was not just a nightmare, but that the reality was even worse.

"How does her condition look like? Is her ghost causing trouble?" Wu Ling asked, with a somewhat urgent tone.

"Yes, it's her ghost. She..." I opened my mouth and told Wu Ling what I saw with difficulty.

Wu Ling pondered on the other end of the phone.

"Isn't this normal? There is no news, and no one has sent any news. What is going on? Speaking of which, ghosts and monsters should not kill people...it should not be an accident, it should be...how should I put it, it is..." I can't find a suitable term.

"The two things you asked about. The first thing is that the higher-ups have suppressed the news and the entire network has been blocked. Keywords are blocked. Related content cannot be posted. They seem to have discovered that a colleague in the circle has this People from the expert database began to take over the management of public opinion in this area." Wu Ling said.

A meaningless sigh came out of my throat, and I didn't know whether I was really amazed, admired, or should feel scared.

Now, the control of speech may have reached an extreme level.

"They also have contacts with people abroad. Based on the intelligence they learned before, there should be three or four people with similar abilities in the world. However, the scope of abilities is very limited and can only manage a certain amount of information. The meaning of the circle, The situation is getting worse now, and it has reached the point where it is necessary to restrict ordinary people. Large-scale brainwashing is impossible, so at least, let the panic not spread, not too many people have this idea, and not give birth to new ideas. Even if it is an emergency measure, small-scale brainwashing work will be carried out. Although many people have different big ideas, they can still reach a consensus in this regard. Ling said.

I still don't know how to answer the call.

"The second question you asked, there is no definite answer in the circle. But based on observations over the years, we have a rough guess. That is, all souls are actually implanted with a subconscious mind. This should It can be regarded as one of the solutions adopted by God. That is, when a person dies and the soul becomes a ghost, when they want to do something to the living person, they will subconsciously choose a more subtle method like you said. , turn the murder into an accident, or choose a place with few people to reduce the number of witnesses and leave no evidence. Whether this subconscious mind exists or not, no living person can fully understand it. . As for ghosts, unconscious evil spirits cannot communicate, and those who are conscious generally interpret their actions as being cautious. They don’t want to be discovered and hunted down by people like us, so it’s hard to tell what the truth is. But what is certain is that something like Tang Zhuoxi has never happened before. God...may have a new idea." Wu Ling said.