The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

The story of the elite man is undoubtedly horrific, and it also sets the same logical trap as the hat boy, such as a sudden loud noise, footsteps in an empty room can all be explained by the TV being turned on, and the red high heels are behind the door , can be interpreted as the client placed behind the door.

In the story, when the client "pushes open" the door, the red high heels may be pushed to the end of the entrance, and when the elite man mentioned the red high heels, he did not use the word "neat" to describe it, because the shoes must be pushed away. Put it in disorder.

Of course, if supernatural events appear in the follow-up logic, the logic can naturally be fulfilled smoothly.

What Cen Jin is wondering now is the identity cards of the hat boy and the elite man, do they correspond to the driver and lawyer in the story?

He thought about it, but didn't ask.

I thought that Fu Riluo would ask, but unexpectedly, he didn't open his mouth, probably because he realized that the question just now aroused the 'hostility' from other people.

There are several weird places in the story of the elite man. According to the normal logic, the main line is easy to understand after removing the supernatural events: the lawyer goes to the client's home to discuss divorce proceedings, encounters a car accident on the road, combined with the client's weird smile and strange words , it can be inferred that the person who died in the car accident was the client's lover and mistress.

The lawyer said it was lucky because the client's opponent in the lawsuit was dead, which meant winning without a fight.

But there is still a point of inexplicable logic in this, that is, a homicide has already occurred at the scene of the car accident, why no one called the police?

It depends on how the lawyer will come back later.

Next came the story of Fu Riluo, and everyone looked at him with vigor, ready to catch the logical loopholes in his story and let him enjoy a round trip.

Cen Jin glanced at Fu Riluo out of the corner of his eye, and caught a glimpse of the camera in the corner of the roof. For some reason, he suddenly had a strong feeling that he was being peeped. He looked away, thinking that it might be an illusion.

With so much monitoring, how could it be possible to focus on their room?

Bie Riluo smiled heartily. His face is quite small, and it is a very regular and symmetrical square face. As long as the facial features are not bad, this kind of face shape is not bad for him.

Deep-set eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and rather deep facial features. It was originally a relatively sharp appearance, but the thick lips + healthy dark complexion reduced the sharpness, and instead became a little more honest and healthy.

Serious when not smiling, simple and amiable when smiling.

"My story is called Karma.

A month ago, I was invited by a friend to travel to the country of thousands of islands. When I walked out of the airport, I was exposed to the high temperature. I was sweating profusely. Looking at the taxi that was more than ten meters away from the airport, I hesitated for a long time before running over. Accidentally ran into an old woman.

With the sound of 'clang', I subconsciously looked down and was shocked. It turned out that there was a dried arm on the ground, which was well preserved, with slender fingers and a beautiful silver ring on the middle finger.

But I thought that in such a terrible situation as murder and dismemberment, I immediately yelled.

The airport staff were quickly attracted to me. What they didn't expect was that instead of arresting the old woman, they blamed me for my carelessness and asked me to kowtow to the old woman to apologize.

What's wrong?I thought to myself, I decided not to get used to their stink of bullying foreigners, and I just refused to apologize.

"It's okay," said the old woman, her voice was very hoarse and unpleasant, as if tweezers were scratching hard on the glass. I felt uncomfortable all over, and the old woman suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist tightly, and I couldn't break free. .

do you know?The old woman's wrist was the size of a teacup, and she was skinny, but my 1.8-meter-tall man couldn't break free. "

The others looked at Fu Riluo indifferently, he was at most 175.

Bie Riluo chattered endlessly with expressive expressions, and the horror and suspense atmosphere created by the elite men was washed away by him a lot.

"The old woman looked up at me, her face was covered with layers of wrinkles, her cheeks were fat and hung on her sides, have you ever seen a Shar Pei? She looks like a Shar Pei to me, but not as cute as a dog, His eyes and demeanor were gloomy, and his body had the aura of dying.

She said in the vernacular 'you disturbed the peace of the dead, she will not forgive you unless you help her go home. '

I wondered what superstition she was spreading?

Impatiently yelling at her to let me go immediately, scolding her for colluding with the airport staff to blackmail me, this matter must be resolved with the embassy.

The old woman let go of me, picked up the mummy's arm and put it back into the big package behind her, stared straight at me, and suddenly showed an indescribable smile that made my hair stand on end.

I was relieved to finally get rid of the old woman, and I didn't even notice that the people in the airport were looking at me with indifference, and when I approached, I consciously avoided it, and even the driver refused to take me.

I had no choice but to drag my luggage to the main road a little further under the scorching sun, yelling at the intersection, when a car suddenly drove up behind me, and the shadow covered me. There was a coffin with two people dressed as Buddhist monks sitting in it, looking at me expressionlessly.

After driving for a few hundred meters, I still feel the people in the car watching me.

I suddenly fell silent and walked with my head buried until I met a bus and went to my friend's house without saying a word.

Talking about this incident with my friends, I said with lingering fear that the car with the coffin suddenly trembled when it drove past me.

I'm sure the coffin trembled obviously. The road was flat and there were no protruding stones. How could a coffin pretending to be a dead person tremble?Why are the two people in the car indifferent?

When my friend heard this, his expression changed, and he quickly dragged me out of the house, sternly forbidding me to step in, and then closed the door. After a while, he came out of the house with a clay pot in his arms, and a strange smell came out from inside. I wiped the wet mud on my forehead, sides of my cheeks and neck, and let me in after I was done.

I was already a little angry at this time, and asked why he insulted me so much.

Only then did he have no choice but to explain, saying that I had violated two big local taboos.

One is that being shrouded in the shadow of the coffin on the funeral car, it is easy to be stared at by the deceased who has just passed away, and thus come to the door.

The second is that the old woman I ran into at the airport was a local wizard who was in charge of helping others to see, transport and walk corpses. According to the description, it should be the day to go to the deceased's family to walk corpses.

The local custom is that if the deceased family members are not willing to leave, they will ask wizards to help them take away and store the corpses with special black magic. Missing. "

The student's younger sister complained: "Can't you be buried in peace? The dead are too miserable, and they have to perform walking after death."

Others were noncommittal.

"Respect other people's customs." Fu Riluo shrugged and continued: "If you accidentally offend the black wizard, you will be approached by the dead. The above two situations are collectively called evil spirits. The way to resolve them is to use mud to wipe mud marks on my body. .

Also, he said that the dark wizard I met had folded skin all over her face, probably because she was backlashed by witchcraft. "

"I was very happy to be invited by my friends, but as soon as I encountered so many bad things, of course I would be unhappy and depressed. After the key friend explained, he sat on the sofa and watched TV, and ignored me.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains were not able to see through the light. As soon as I turned on the lights, I was scolded by my friend with a gloomy expression. To be honest, I was already a little scared at this time.

I walked around the room, saw a cover photo with sharp eyes, and opened it curiously. In the photo was my friend and a pretty girl.

They pose intimately, they should be a couple.

It's ok bro, we agreed to be dogs together, but we got out of the order behind my back?

I was just about to make a joke, when I suddenly saw through the glass cabinet in front of me that my friend on the sofa was turning his head to look at me coldly at this moment, and suddenly my spine went numb, because I didn't know when my friend was staring at me.

Or, in fact, he has been spying on me?

Why is he spying on me?Are you afraid I'm bewitched?What will he do to me if I behave strangely?

I didn't dare to continue thinking about it. I glanced at the girl's fingers in the photo, and hurriedly put the photo back. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through my mind, and I quickly sent a message to tell my sister to call and urge me to go back.

My sister was puzzled, but she was obedient. She made a few phone calls to urge me to go back, her tone very anxious.

I showed a helpless look to my friend, and hurried downstairs with my suitcase in spite of his repeated attempts to persuade him to stay.

When I ran downstairs and stood under the scorching sun, I realized that I was in a cold sweat. I felt that I was alive after the catastrophe, so I quickly hailed a taxi and chatted with the driver about local customs on the way.

The driver said: 'Exorcism?It depends on what kind of wet mud it is. If it is the wet mud of relatives, it really plays a role in praying for blessings.On the contrary, if it is wet mud that is ashamed of the dead, it will be vengeful after being wiped on, which is equivalent to being a ghost for the dead. '

I trembled and asked: "The wet mud... which corpse is it?" '

I didn't say it before, my friends and the drivers I met are all Chinese.

The driver said: 'That's what you think. '

He looked at the mud print on my head through the rearview mirror and was silent for a while, then slammed on the brakes and let me get out of the car.I begged him to save me, but he was very firm, ignoring my screams, dragged me out of the car and threw me out, and when I grabbed my luggage and slammed on the door, the window came down, and there was a man in the car that I met at the airport just now. old woman.

I was so scared that I couldn't make a sound and trembled all over, but the old woman grabbed my hand and said in blunt Chinese, "Thank you." '

Then the taxi turned around and headed towards my friend's house, and seeing the mummy on the old woman's back, I suddenly felt blessed. I slowly showed a relaxed smile, patted my chest and said to myself: I was lucky to have escaped. "

Furiluo looked at the boy in the hat and said, "By the way, the coffin I met on the road had a word '卍' written on it."

The hat boy's expression turned extremely ugly.

Furi Luo smiled heartily at everyone: "My story is not very good, please bear with me. By the way, my key word is cause and effect."

Cen Jin was surprised, directly to the point?

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The country of a thousand islands: or the country of volcanoes, are both nicknames for Indonesia.