Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

The stage was clean, the floor tiles were smooth and shiny, and there was no trace of blood left.

But Han Xu's death remained in everyone's heart.

The man was ground into a pile of skin and a pile of meat, which was randomly put into a bucket and thrown to an unknown corner.

"Are you afraid?" Guan Yi turned to ask Ding Mu.

Ding Mu's eyes were straightened, and he didn't hear what he asked.

Guan Yi asked again.

"It's okay." Ding Mu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and regained his strength.

"It's useless to be afraid. In this place, you can't call the police or make a complaint. You can only rely on yourself. If you relax a little, it's easy to be taken advantage of." Guan Yi patted him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Ding Mu felt that even if he could go out, he would remember the shadow this place brought him for a lifetime.

People around have died tragically in various strange ways, and this effect is difficult to eliminate.

"When you saw these for the first time, were you afraid?" Ding Mu asked.

Facing the seemingly omnipotent Guan Yi, he couldn't help being curious about Guan Yi's initial state. No one is a born god of killing, and no one can watch the death of the same kind without changing his face from the very beginning.

"When I first started..." Guan Yi thought for a while, "I could tell the difference between the two worlds, so it was easy to convince myself, and when I first entered the mountains, I was with the elders in my family."

Is there a family heritage for this kind of thing?

Ding Mu felt a little magical.

As if seeing his shock, Guan Yi smiled and said: "Of course, it's about entering the mountains. The money comes quickly. There used to be struggles between families. Later, after the founding of the country, that matter... you You know? This kind of thing will gradually decrease, and besides, there are not many roads into the mountain, and gradually there will be only a few of the most powerful ones left, and some people will pay for someone to take them into the mountain." Guan Yi pointed out Pointing to Fan Zhengyuan sitting next to him, "This is it."

Isn't this spending money to find guilt?

Ding Mu spoke out unconsciously. He noticed that Fan Zhengyuan seemed to be listening, and looked at Guan Yi apologetically.

Guan Yi glanced at the side, didn't pay much attention, and said, "There are all kinds of people, and some people can do anything to make money. In the early years, there were groups that were wiped out, just because they grabbed a stone."

There are still groups of exterminations.

"The more people die in Yinshan, the more stations there are, and the harder it is to get into the mountain." Guan Yi touched the handle of the knife with a sarcasm on his face: "The things in this mountain are all staring outside. .”

He suddenly grabbed Ding Mu's hand and said, "Ghost handprint."

Ding Mu struggled subconsciously, but he didn't break free. He heard Guan Yi's words again, looked down, and found that the red mark on his right hand had turned black. Red carbon.

"Hey, you're still very lucky." Guan Yi teased.

Ding Mu really couldn't figure out how to answer these words, so he could only ask him awkwardly: "What's going on?"

"There's something in the mirror. On your hand, it's the handprint she left for marrying you." Guan Yi smacked his lips, "I didn't expect that many people would miss your face."

Ding Mu felt that this was not something to be proud of.

"Then... how long can I live?" Ding Mu asked.

"Your Brother Guan is here, I will keep you out safely." Guan Yi patted him on the shoulder, looking confident, suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Are you not married?"

"No." Ding Mu replied. In fact, some of his classmates have become parents now, and he is the only mother who has been single so far. It's not that he hasn't been on a blind date, it's not that he has no ideas, but those girls seem to look down on him. Eyes, if you can fall in love with him, you can treat him as your younger brother.

"You are fine, but we are not suitable." He heard this sentence countless times.

Today, I was actually spotted by a female ghost.

... This kind of sudden joy made him feel like a demon after he realized it.

"That's good, that's good..." Guan Yi looked at Ding Mu's fascinated expression, and thought of some possibility: "You haven't been confessed, have you?"

Ding Mu froze, and slowly looked at Guan Yi: "You are right."

Speaking of which, this female ghost... If she was a female ghost, she would be the first one of the opposite sex to confess to Ding Mu in more than 20 years.

"Your resentment...why do you appear to be bigger than this ghost?" Guan Yi raised his hand and pulled his hair, "Be careful, you are still young."

Ding Mu suddenly remembered a nasty joke:

The daughter said to her mother: "Mom, I am old enough to wear a bigger bra."

Mother said, "You're still young, honey."

The daughter said: "I am not young anymore, already."

"I don't mean age," said the mother.

So, he said, "I'm so young."

Guan Yi glanced at him, and said happily, "It's not small."

Many years later, Ding Mu always felt very sad when he recalled this scene.