Mysterious country

Although Bei'an City is not small in area, it is located in a relatively northern location and is not a big city like Xuancheng, so the population is not very large, so the area that can truly be considered an urban area is pitifully small.

After driving for about ten minutes, Xia Tian Qi had already parked the car in front of the building, and then he got out of the car anxiously.

Because he found that the residential building where his home was located was completely beyond his knowledge.

The residential building was shrouded in a thick black fog, and there were fluctuations in the ghost space everywhere, from which bursts of terrifying aura that made his scalp numb were constantly coming out.

He can now be said to be at the peak of the evil ghost, and the aura that can make his scalp feel numb undoubtedly belongs to the evil ghost.

When the formation existed before, this residential building was completely hidden. Leng Yue said that even if the evil ghost approached, he would be killed directly, so it was impossible for it to become like now, with the ghost energy violent and the evil ghost's There is no fear in existence.

The only explanation was that the formation his grandfather had set up at his house had completely lost its effect.

Xia Qi looked up at the floor where his home was located. Although he had the ability to see through the darkness at night, he didn't know whether it was affected by the black fog shrouding the outside or the ghost realm around him. He couldn't see At this moment, something was happening in his home.

The worst suspicion was confirmed again, which almost caused Xia Qi to collapse.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the reason why his mother could always be with them was because of his grandfather's formation of reversing yin and yang.

But now that the formation has failed, it means that his mother can no longer exist like a normal person.

He didn't know what it would become, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Xia Qi actually had different ideas from his father. His father wanted to keep his mother by his side, no matter how cruel the way. But in his heart, this approach was not only a manifestation of self-deception, but also a form of torture for his mother.

People have to accept reality, because living is a very realistic thing. Although you have lost it, you still have to live in the memories of the past. This is actually a kind of pain for both the living and the dead. harm.

He tried to persuade his father, but his father didn't listen.

Everyone wants a complete and happy family, and Xia Qi is no exception. When he first confirmed his mother's condition, he was so distraught that he almost wanted to die in pain.

But his optimism and strength allowed him to overcome his grief.

Because no matter how his mother lives now, she has accompanied him through twenty years of life, and the care and love she has given him has never made him feel any different from other children.

He loves his mother and doesn't want to lose her. He wants to be like everyone else, with his mother's gradually getting older smile, marry a wife, have children, and take care of her in old age.

However, fate took away all this.

He hated his fate, but he couldn't change it. He didn't want his mother to be like a puppet anymore, controlled by the formation every day, sealed at home by the formation, and kept in a muddle all day long without any relief.

His mother had really sacrificed too much for this family, and he couldn't bear to watch her lose the freedom to leave at the end.

Therefore, he was not afraid that his mother would disappear one day. What he was afraid of was that he was not able to see her again before she disappeared and did not watch her leave with tears.

He has always wanted to increase his strength as soon as possible, not to repair the formation, but to prevent the formation from harming her. Even if the formation collapses, she will not be invaded by ghosts and evil spirits. She will not lose her kindness even if she becomes a cruel evil spirit.

This is what he really wants to do and stop.

But now...it's too late.

Although his head was always raised, Xia Qi's tears still flowed down uncontrollably. He didn't feel that he was crying, but felt that his vision was gradually becoming hazy.

Xia Xia Qi wiped away his tears with his hand, and his face immediately became ferocious. His whole body instantly entered the state of a ghost infant, and pieces of armor with ghostly energy burst out of his body.

The dagger ghost soldier reappeared in his hand, and Xia Qi's eyes were filled with purple, and then turned into a phantom and rushed into the building.

Without stopping all the way, Xia Xia Qi came directly to the door of his house. He barged in without breaking the door. He knocked on the door habitually.

The sound of the door echoed in the dead corridor, but there was no response from the room.

Xia Qi paused stiffly, then took out his home key, unlocked the door and walked in.

The moment the door opened, an extremely pungent smell of blood mixed with the disgusting smell of corpses rushed out.

Xia Qi's heart twitched violently, and the face covered by the peeping skeleton added a bit of sadness and ferocity.

The room had not changed much since he left, but the originally smooth floor tiles were covered with dazzling blood stains, and the walls that were originally painted white by his father were covered in dark red splashes of blood.

There is no doubt that in this room, his home, not only did people die here, but the number was incalculable.

The smell was the strongest in the kitchen. Xia Qi walked in with heavy steps. There were many blood-stained knives on the stove. He opened the cabinet below and found a dozen corpses and carrion crowded inside.

His body collapsed and backed away. Xia Qi kept convincing himself in his heart that these things were not done by his mother, but by the formation eye, the doll that absorbed the evil spirit.

After standing in the living room for a long time, Xia Qi finally plucked up the courage to walk into the bedroom that belonged to his parents. The place was still the same as when he left.

The sheets were clean and there was no trace of blood on the floor. On the bedside table was a photo of when he won the city youth martial arts exhibition championship when he was a child.

In the photo, he is smiling happily, carefree, and full of the innocence of a child.

"Dad, Mom...where are you?"

Crying so hard once again, Xia Tian Qi gritted his teeth and entered his bedroom again. There was a lot of blood stains in the bedroom. He even saw some pieces of meat and broken limbs that had begun to rot on the ground.

"This is... no longer my home..."

Xia Qi's body was a little stooped, and when he turned to leave, he looked like an old man in his dying years, crumbling. Tears of grief kept falling down his cheeks, washing away the blood remaining on the ground.

Walking to the door of the house, Xia Qi stopped reluctantly, then took out a cigarette and leaned against the door to smoke.

The cigarette was bitter, and the smoke in his lungs seemed to turn into countless tiny steel nails, cruelly destroying his body.