[Quick Transmigration] Horror game

Ji Yaoxin hesitated, wondering if she should take a closer look, which meant that she was almost shoulder to shoulder with that woman.She hesitated on the spot, as if the woman standing beside the dug grave with a pickaxe would violently attack her at any time.She has a strange feeling now, probably because of her scruples and fear of this woman.

It was difficult for Ji Yaoxin to feel the breath of this woman, as if a transparent body appeared in front of her, wearing a black robe-like clothes, that's all.Ji Yaoxin couldn't feel the rustle of her robes when she walked, and there was no surging air around her body, except for this image of a black dementor that suddenly appeared in the night.In Yelena's hometown before, the woman in black was the soul of the controlled Su Li, so Ji Yaoxin could still sense that this woman in black didn't know what it was, and Ji Yaoxin couldn't detect her approach.

The woman tried to move the wooden box out of the tomb, but with a little force, the wood shattered, and the wood residue was the same color as the soil.Ji Yaoxin heard the woman sigh softly.

"Where did you go?" Ji Yaoxin asked casually.What Ji Moyan did when he left the snow mountain 50 years ago has always been a mystery. Although the answer is not very meaningful to the current situation, apart from this sentence, Ji Yaoxin can't think of a better way to strike up a conversation. Could it be that "today's weather is so nice ".

The woman ignored her, she seemed to be trembling, even the black smock she was wearing was trembling, can even ghosts get Parkinson's syndrome?Ji Yaoxin looked at her for a while, and the woman took out the pile of limp things from the wooden box, and carefully shook them away.Ji Yaoxin held up the flashlight that was getting darker and started to flicker.

She froze suddenly, and for two or three seconds, she couldn't think of anything, nor could she react.

It was a linen dress, and the collar and cuffs were decorated with extremely ugly ruffles. Even in the early 80s, it was considered the ugliest of the popular clothing styles.Once, at Mo Yan's request, Ji Yaoxin bought such a fashion for Mo Yan, and she wore it all the time until she died in the hut for no apparent reason, and the ossified body was still wearing this dress.

The clothes also seemed to have become very fragile, the woman had to knead it into a soil-colored ball again, and put it back in the tomb.

"I don't need this thing anymore." Her voice was very hoarse, as if her throat had been hurt, "I used to like it very much, but now... re."

She turned around, probably staring at Ji Yaoxin, although the black wide-brimmed hat blocked their sight.Ji Yaoxin didn't speak, she thought of the three simple words written on the long table in the church in Yelena's hometown.She was thinking about many things quickly, and those memories from decades ago flew past her mind like a bird.She should be Ji Moyan, but why did Ji Moyan say so many inexplicable things that have nothing to do with her?

"It used to be put on my mother's bones, and you thought that the dead person was my mother." The woman continued, her voice was very low, but Ji Yaoxin could hear every word very clearly, "I can't bear this, You can't even guess about me."

The woman raised her head slowly, and she should be able to see her face.The flashlight crackled softly, went out like a burnt candle, and darkness enveloped everything.In the distance, the moonlight shines through the treetops, but it seems that it will never shine on me.Ji Yaoxin stood there, she was stunned for a while.

The moonlight shone softly and indifferently on the snow-covered mountain in the distance. Ji Yaoxin felt that the mountain was in her heart, and suddenly it fell rumblingly. She could clearly hear the sound of boulders and rocks hitting her heart.This woman was not Ji Moyan, but Ji Moyan's daughter, who was lethargic all day long when she was alive.

In Ji Yaoxin's heart, these years - decades, seems to be a long time, and like a passing time, she always thought that Mo Yan was a victim and died of her negligence.

"You put your mother's body on your clothes and put it on the bed, right? Your mother did all these things to make me think you were dead..." Ji Yaoxin asked.She reached into her pocket and gripped the Nether Order tightly.She didn't know what kind of plane Mo Yan had been working on all these years, and of course she wouldn't have any chance of winning against her.Ji Yaoxin couldn't feel the approach of silent words, which was already a fatal weakness.

Mo Yan could indeed approach her without being noticed by her, and then leave a picture of hell by her side.Why did it appear at this time?Does this time have any special significance?

If age is counted, Ji Yaoxin is now in her 70s, and she is not afraid of death—no matter what kind of death it is, the demise of the body, or the ashes of the soul, she doesn't care.But before that, she hoped to see that child Su Ruo again.At this moment, she couldn't even figure out whether she simply wanted to see Su Ruo's young, hopeful face again, or that she still had something to tell Su Ruo.

The phone rang, and another text message came.

"My mother fell to her death. She fell to her death from the cliff you fell off just now. You should have found that skeleton too. There are many scars on the skeleton," Mo Yan said, with a hint of complacency in his tone, that It should be an illusion, Ji Yaoxin fumbled in his coat pocket and took out his mobile phone while listening to her talking, as if listening to a scripture, "Ji Yaoxin, your forensic science is really not good, I used my mother's corpse to pretend to be my own." The corpse, you actually believed it. Anyway, you rarely go back to this snow mountain, so no matter what, this is my place. That's it."

Ji Yaoxin forgot to look down at the phone screen for a moment.She felt extremely sad, and this kind of sadness had fermented over the past few decades and became more and more intense, making Ji Yaoxin's eyes reappeared in front of Ji Yaoxin's expression when Ji Moyan left.

She didn't go anywhere, but died on a snow-capped mountain, under a cliff that she rarely set foot in.

Twenty years later, her body was used to pass off that of her daughter.

What is the old enemy? The dead Ji Moyan should have already had the answer.But after so many years, Ji Moyan finally understood.So much time wasted, like so much affection that went unreciprocated.Ji Yaoxin felt very uncomfortable, as if out of breath, in the depths of the woods, a night owl was making a miserable cry.

"I can't recruit Ji Moyan's soul," Ji Yaoxin said calmly, "Is it also your doing? Tell me, Moyan, what are you doing for it?"

"This mountain is my mountain, you can only be regarded as a guest at most, I will get whatever I need," Mo Yan said, the withered grass on the brim of her hat was shaking, as if a gust of wind was blowing over the forest , "And what I do will surprise you."

"Including pushing your mother off the cliff?" Ji Yaoxin narrowed his eyes.Of course, she couldn't be [-]% sure that it was done silently, but she should quickly formulate a plan or something based on the current situation.For now, it seemed, the only thing she could do was stall for time.She lowered her head and looked at the half-broken display screen.Su Ruo sent another text message.

- are you knocking on the doorcan i open the door

knock on the door?of course not.Ji Yaoxin was confronting Mo Yan at the bottom of the cliff, and it must be something else that knocked on the door of that hut that he didn't like to hear or see.Ji Yaoxin was about to reply to Su Ruo not to open the door, when suddenly a strong wind came, Ji Yaoxin hid back, and a black shadow ran past her quickly.Ji Yaoxin's eyes didn't follow the black shadow, Mo Yan had already disappeared from the excavated tomb, she is the real ghost...... Ji Yaoxin looked around, she saw the tree shadow swaying, the wind blowing on her face made her face so cold It's like being cut by a knife, it's really strange, why can I still feel the chill of the cold wind...

There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and Ji Yaoxin subconsciously let go of her hand to dodge, dropped the phone, and flew into the darkness of the woods, Ji Yaoxin hurriedly turned around, she saw Ji Moyan close at hand, and the two were almost face to face.

That face has long been blurred in memory, and an ordinary face would not be glanced at in a crowd; coupled with the horrible soot makeup of her and her mother before, Ji Yaoxin has a long-term impression of the mother and daughter. It's like refugees.Moreover, I haven't seen it for many years.

Under the moonlight, she saw Mo Yan's pale face, with unimpressive facial features.The lips are painted bright red, as abrupt as a red flower growing from a white bone. It is hard to tell how old she is, but judging from the time when she "died", she must be about 30 years old.Reality and memory overlapped wonderfully, and Ji Yaoxin couldn't say anything.Time seemed to stop at this second, and Ji Yaoxin was still thinking about what would be the knock on the door of the hut on the mountain, and what would happen if Su Ruo opened the door hastily.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, Ji Yaoxin can feel that Mo Yan is also under the moonlight, looking at her carefully, like an old friend who has been away for a long time.It was only at this time that Ji Yaoxin noticed Mo Yan's eyes, only the whites of the eyes seemed to be devoid of expression and full of malice.

"Why?" Ji Yaoxin asked.She glanced sideways at the direction where the phone flew out. It was pitch black in the woods, and the phone probably won't be found. Even if it was found, it would have been completely broken.

Su Ruo is always in danger, does the child know enough about it?Does she feel that as long as she is in this snow mountain, she is absolutely safe?

While still thinking about these things, she heard silent laughter, which seemed no more pleasant than Lin Zizhongxiao's cry.Mo Yan said: "Ji Yaoxin, I'm finally back, isn't this fact enough to answer your question?"

"I don't understand." Ji Yaoxin clenched the Nether Order in his hand and looked around. Those souls who should have been extradited were still wandering in the woods. A cold and stiff smell coming back from a yin and yang relationship.It would be unwise to run away from here, Mo Yan is delaying her time - of course, it may also simply want to catch up with her.

"I'm surprised that you came to see me with your real face." Ji Yaoxin said again, "No more using other people's souls."

"I hope to do this earlier, but if necessary, it will take some time." Mo Yan whispered, she stretched out her right hand, and Ji Yaoxin looked at her vigilantly; but Mo Yan lowered her hand again, as if she had just moved Just to caress Ji Yaoxin's face, "Although it's a bit late, this day is still here."