Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Even Zhuang Yunyi himself forgot how he died, can the murderer really be found?

Jiang Chi unconsciously pinched the corner of Zhuang Yunyi's clothes, but his hands involuntarily passed through the man's translucent body.

how come?

There was a hint of bewilderment in those glass-bead blue eyes.

Zhuang Yunyi's body is gradually becoming transparent, and he will soon be invisible.

Oh, by the way, too intimate contact made him forget that Zhuang Yunyi is already a ghost.

"Are you going to disappear?"

There were pitiful tears in his little wife's eyes that he didn't know.

What to do, he is so easy to bully, after he leaves, he will definitely be eaten by those people until there is not even a bone left.

The man finally pressed a kiss on his forehead. Even though he could no longer touch Jiang Chi's body, his hands still showed dark blue veins after hugging him with all his strength.

"I'll be back," he said.

"I never lied to you."

"Jiang Chi?" Someone caught him off guard and slapped him forcefully. Jiang Chi suddenly came back to his senses and saw his pale face reflected in the bathroom mirror.

Lu Feng was calling him anxiously, and the always calm and composed sheriff would become flustered and unreliable every time he encountered something about Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi blinked his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream, and hesitated for a while, wondering if he should tell Lu Feng that he had met Zhuang Yunyi.

Lu Feng, a good young man who grew up under the water of materialism theory, shouldn't believe it, right?

Jiang Chi bit his lip hesitantly, and finally chose to hide this matter in his stomach for the time being.

"It's nothing, I just thought of some terrible things." The young man's face was as pale as gold paper, and he looked really frightened.Lu Feng expressed his understanding. After all, Jiang Chi was the first witness at the scene of the crime that day.

He didn't even know how long he had been sharing the bed with a cold corpse, whether his body was also soaked in the sticky plasma and unconsciously dreaming his own frothy dream.

Jiang Chi was timid, it was normal to have shadows.

"I found that something is not right here, let's go back first." Lu Feng pressed Jiang Chi's broad palm on the young man's thin and thin shoulder with a sense of security, and pushed Jiang Chi out of the door with a firm attitude that could not be refused. go.

When the closed door was about to be opened, the tall man looked back vaguely, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

However, as soon as the door was opened, the faces of both of them changed.

Outside the door is not the corridor they are familiar with, covered with gorgeous golden and red two-color carpets. It seems that the carpet has been laid for an unknown time, so dirty that the original color can no longer be seen, and it is tattered and moth-eaten. wooden floor.

The oil paintings hanging in the corridor are also so gray that only the beautiful portraits depicted can be vaguely seen, and the rusted chandelier hangs precariously on the ceiling, making a tooth-piercing "squeak" sound from time to time.

Thick black mist filled the long and narrow corridor, and the place where the dance hall looked down from the edge of the railing had already been filled with black mist.

The old shaky chandelier is like a lantern that attracts flying insects, causing those ridiculous little insects to touch the wall and die in the dark.

Jiang Chi even smelled a strange aroma.

The overly strong and gorgeous aroma made him a little sick to his stomach.

"This is? Another world?" Jiang Chi asked in surprise, suppressing his discomfort.

"No, we might have walked into another time and space." Lu Feng frowned, and grabbed the boy's icy wrist, "Follow me closely."

The most basic element of a policeman is his keen insight that he maintains at all times.

Lu Feng recognized that the portrait "Ophelia" of a girl in the corridor covered by cobwebs and dust was exactly the same as the oil painting hanging in time and space.

It is obviously very out of place to hang such an overly tragic oil painting in such a place where money is spent and carpe diem.

Lu Feng paid a little attention when he came here for the first time.

Even a cross-shaped scratch on the edge of the gilt frame is identical to the original Ophelia.

He turned his head to look at the big chandelier. Under the dim light, the rhombic crystal was like a pale spirit streamer hanging in the darkness. The pale halo was drawn into weird shapes, and ghosts could even hear the whispering laughter of ghosts in the black mist. Voice.

Explain that from the moment they stepped out of the room, they entered a weird parallel world completely different from reality.

According to common sense, it is best for them to return the same way, but Jiang Chi just turned around and found that there was nothing behind him except a wall.

The room just...disappeared?

At this time, the courageous Lu Feng is particularly reliable.

The little fox tremblingly followed the man who was a lot taller than him, and took the initiative to grab the man's fingers.

Lu Feng thought sadly, maybe only at this time can he make him rely on me a little bit.

The two tried to walk to the ballroom, but just as they walked down the stairs, they stepped on a sticky mass under their feet.

Jiang Chi lowered his head and found a little bit of gorgeous flower juice on his shoes and socks.

Is it a flower?

Many, many words, countless pink roses, spread from their feet to the ballroom shrouded in black mist.There are too many flowers, the sky is full of flying petals, pink petals are stuck to the handrails and colonnades, and the gorgeous floral fragrance makes people dizzy.

Lu Feng wanted to go to the deck outside, but as soon as he stepped on the flat ground, he stepped on something stiff and rubbery.

Such a touch.

Lu Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

It's a corpse.

A gust of cool sea breeze blew away a corner of the room full of petals, revealing a woman with a ruddy smile on her face.

She looked like she had just fallen into a deep sleep, wearing an expensive silk dress, and the feather folding fan between her fingertips was hanging limply on the ground.

She was drowned alive by the overwhelming flower petals.

If he guessed correctly, there were various corpses buried in this golden ballroom flooded with flowers.

Is this foreshadowing?

A somewhat absurd idea floated in Lu Feng's mind.

Is it a parallel world completely different from the real world, or they have actually traveled to the future world, and they will all suffocate to death in this rose rain in the future.

No matter what, the most important thing now is to go back to the original world first.

It is very possible to step on a limp corpse under your feet, but looking back, there is only a corridor filled with black mist.

Gritting his teeth, Jiang Chi stepped on it, his toes sank into the fluffy sea of ​​death flowers, and his body began to sink continuously under the force of gravity, as if falling into a bottomless pit. Jiang Chi only had time to hear Lu Feng's cry before losing consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to that luxurious ballroom.

Men and women in dresses and gorgeous makeup twirled crazily with their skirts, the music flowing from the piano became higher and higher and more intense, and the heels of their shoes on the polished ground made a lively and crisp sound.

Jiang Chi stood in the crowd and blinked dully.

what happened?

He looked at his hands with confused eyes, did he come back?

"Xiao Chi?" The man's cold and sticky voice sounded like a snake licking wetly the boy's icy white ears. Jiang Chi shivered and turned around to find that it was Zhuang Ge.

He was taken aback by Zhuang Ge's current appearance.

The man looked like a vampire who had just woken up from a coffin. His already pale skin was covered with a layer of ashes, and the already deep-lined facial features looked even more gloomy.

Jiang Chi took a step back involuntarily, his tone flustered: "You...how did you come here?"

"Can't I come and take care of my little sister-in-law who has just been widowed?" Zhuang Ge chuckled. He was wearing a formal suit, and despite his haggard features, he really looked like a suave nobleman.

Jiang Chi felt that this person had bad intentions, after all, the last time the two met was not very pleasant.

The young man looked at him vigilantly, thinking of Lu Feng who was still in another world, the two of them stepped on that ominous sea of ​​flowers at the same time, if anything, Lu Feng should have returned to the current world.

"Do you... know where Lu Feng went?" Jiang Chi hesitated for a moment, but chose to ask him.

Zhuang Ge froze for a moment, his smiling face quickly cooled down, and he turned his head contemptuously to look at the undulating waves outside: "Who knows, that bastard might have fallen into the water and died."

He grabbed Jiang Chi's wrist, and his fingers were like iron clamps, preventing the boy from escaping.

"Care so much about what you have and what you don't do. With me here, you are another owner of the dealer!" The man's face under the bright lights seemed to be a little gritted, "Don't you just follow whoever has money? Now Zhuang Yunyi has everything be mine!"

"let me go!"

The strange uneasiness in his heart grew bigger and bigger, Jiang Chi raised his voice in an attempt to attract the attention of the people around him.

But everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of the dance party, and no one paid any attention to what happened here.

Jiang Chi looked around, and seeing that he really didn't have the strength to break free from the man's restraint, he gritted his teeth and raised his eyes.

"look at me."

The young man whose eyes reflected the stars caught off guard and looked at Zhuang Ge's dark eyes.

The brutal light spots gradually dissipated from the man's irises, as if he had transformed from a living person into a puppet in an instant.Jiang Chi didn't have the energy to hypnotize him to do strange things, kicked Zhuang Ge hard and quickly slipped away from the man's confinement.

He didn't dare to stop, nor did he dare to look back at Zhuang Ge's expression.

His hypnotism is very poor, and it is Zhuang Ge who seems to be mentally unstable so that he can take advantage of it.

Jiang Chi was like a slippery fish, quickly slipping away from the man's hands, passed through the skirts that blew the fragrance, and hid himself tightly in the passageway that few people entered.

Feeling dizzy for no reason, the man held his forehead and stood still, staring coldly at the frightened figure of the young man.

"It doesn't matter, you keep running, I will catch you."

As the man's voice fell, the people who were still dancing tirelessly were like dolls whose clockwork had been pulled out, and suddenly languished.

A petal of a pink rose fluttered down from the sky.