I received a bounce from a non-existent player

After watching it, I stayed where I was.

What is "I know what happened"?

Zongge's mother had accident insurance, and Feng Zhongyu died unexpectedly the day after he gave the ultimatum. Could it be...

No wonder Zongge didn't want Mo Yichen to publish that chat record. If anyone wanted to find out, his mother's "accident" would be unjustifiable.

Yunli's incident was an extremely perverted accident fueled by him, and this incident... was a murder in the true sense.

The fisherman only has treasure in his eyes, and he doesn't care about his father; in order to exchange treasure with the "God of the River", Zongge pushed his mother down the river with his own hands, which is even worse than that.

Even his elderly mother can do it, what else can't be done by Zongge?

I don't know much about his character, but this incident abruptly broke my already extremely bad impression of him.

This is not just a disgusting coward, but also a disgusting murderer.

With one dead person left, I can put the bastard into immortality.

I didn't pay attention to the time, I don't know how long is left in 5 minutes, I turned on the flashlight to see if there was any missing information on other walls, but found something under the corner of the wall, which looked like a blue book at first glance. notebook.

At first I thought it was my medical record, but after a closer look, I found it was not, it was smaller than the medical record, and it looked a little familiar.

I walked over.Lan Shu lay quietly on the ground, becoming more and more clear under the approaching flashlight.

It was a blue leather thread-bound book with four large characters written on the cover:

"Vengeance Unforgettable"

I froze for a moment.I remember that the title of the last book in the series was [Death of Vengeance]. I didn’t expect it to appear in the illusion of the previous deceased. I didn’t see this thing when I checked the tomb.

I bent down and picked it up.This was my first literal exposure to books.The texture of the book is very special, with an indescribable subtle touch, more delicate and softer than paper, and even a faint warmth, making it uncomfortable to hold in the hand.

Looking at the things in my hand, I suddenly remembered the dream I had at the airport a few days ago.In the dream, the stewardess handed me the same book, but the title of that book was [Red Dust Enmity]—the title of the entire set.

【Is this ticket yours? ] she asked.

On the opposite side of the covered bridge, Jiang Heng looked at me quietly amidst the disintegration.

As I recalled, the ground under my feet began to shake again, and the debris from the ceiling fell on my shoulders little by little.I shook my head trying to get rid of the influence of the dream, but found it was wrong.

This has nothing to do with dreams.It is the tomb that is shaking.

I immediately opened my eyes, and saw that there were several cracks on the opposite tomb wall, and there were already signs of collapse in my daze.

I was dumbfounded, the scene in front of me overlapped with another place in my memory——

[The hall was flickering and dark, perhaps related to the crumbling chandelier. After the sound of glass breaking, it became pitch black, and then the crowd boiled amidst screams.I was staggered repeatedly by the rushing crowd, and someone held my arm tightly before I fell down.

He deliberately suppressed his voice very deep, as if he didn't want me to hear anything, but I still heard a trace of uncommon panic: "Follow me."]

Stones fell more and more frequently on the top of the tomb, causing the ground to vibrate and the loess burst up.I came back to my senses and covered my nose and coughed twice, dodging a falling boulder.

This tomb is completely sealed, and there is no exit at all. If you want to get out alive, you have to live until the illusion is closed.

There was a creaking overhead, and there was a dull crash all around.I fled around in embarrassment, and in a panic, the flashlight was hit by a piece of gravel. It flashed twice, and the whole tomb returned to darkness.

【"Jiang—Jiang Heng!"

"what happened?"

"Glass..." I cried and gasped, "Shards of glass..."

He turned around and put his hand under my knees to pick me up, but I was horrified to see a piece of the ceiling above my head was about to fall on us. 】

I didn't know what I was thinking of. I gritted my teeth and turned over to pass the place where I was lying on my stomach. In the next second, I was close to my side and there was a loud noise.

The hairs all over my body stood up because of the air wave when the stone fell to the ground. Obviously, if it was even a little late, I would have been flattened by now.

Mom | what is this! ?I didn't think about those turbulent memories, and I struggled to get up, but suddenly found that the ground had shaken to the point where I couldn't stand still, and I fell to the ground just a little bit after getting up.

【"...I'm blocked." Jiang Heng cursed and stopped me behind. As soon as he finished speaking, another piece of concrete fell in front of him.

"What should I do?" I took a step back in fright, "The back is also blocked, we..."

Before the words fell, there were dense noises above the head.I raised my head and stared blankly at a large piece of the roof that peeled off and collapsed at the same time. 】

I took a deep breath, clenched my teeth and curled up, protecting the symbol under my body, then hugged my head and closed my eyes in the violent tomb.

Chaos.

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I open my eyes.In front of him was a snow-white ceiling.I'm wearing an oxygen mask.Familiar noises followed.

I realized I was in the hospital.

Why am I in the hospital?Before I fell asleep... what was I doing?

I inexplicably feel that such a scene is very familiar, it seems to have happened more than once, but when I think about it carefully, my brain will hurt, so I have to give up.

There was a gentle force in my hand. "woke up?"

It was Jiang Heng's voice.He held my hand lightly, wearing a man's ring on his ring finger; next to the baguette diamond in the middle, a small cut was made in the silver ring.

I looked at the ring with my eyelids lowered, and spoke with difficulty, with a slight voice: "Why...it's knocked like this."

He smiled and rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand: "I care about the ring. I don't wonder how my body is doing now?"

Just saying that short sentence has exhausted me.I closed my eyes and inhaled the air in the oxygen mask.

Jiang Heng didn't say anything, just sat on the edge of the bed and held me.

After a long time, I spoke in a low voice, the voice was so soft that it didn't seem to be my own: "I had a very long dream."

"What dream?" he asked softly.

"I dreamed..." I paused, smiled and shook my head, "It's nothing, a bunch of inexplicable things, maybe I've watched too many movies recently."

"I want to hear it."

I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling, and after a long silence, I said, "I seem to have dreamed of Jian San. I received a set of books, each of which is a story of a dead person, and I will be responsible for finding clues in the books. Send those souls away. Can't remember the details."

"and then?"

"And then I woke up." I said, my voice hoarse unconsciously, "I don't know why, but I feel so sad. I don't want to do it anymore."

"But if you don't continue, what will Zongge do?"

I was stunned for a moment by the familiar name of Zongge, and then looked at him in shock: "How do you know—"

Facing my expression, he just lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "It's not too late."

I trembled for no reason, and just as I was about to say something, there was gradual footsteps outside the ward, and a female voice said from behind the door: "I'll go check on that patient's condition later."

When I looked towards the door, a sentence came from beside me:

"Let's die in love."

The moment his voice fell, my whole body ached like being eaten by ants. I hurriedly turned my head to look, but there was only one unoccupied chair left beside me, and Jiang Heng had disappeared.

I was stunned.

At the same time, a nurse pushed the door open: "Miss Qi..."

I didn't look at her, just stared blankly at the chair, with a trembling voice: "What about him?"

The nurse looked blank: "Who...?"

"Jiang Heng."

I thought I was going to tear my heart out, but I didn't.I seemed to remember something, and what struck me was only an extremely uncomfortable feeling of suffocation, as if I had accepted some facts, and now it was just an unbearable memory.

She was still puzzled, but when she shifted her eyes to the chair, she suddenly changed into a dazed expression, and then walked over with small steps, bent down, as if she was picking up something.

I waited for quite a while without her raising her head, and closed her eyes to relieve the unbearable soreness in her eyes. When I opened them again, I saw a bloody face lying on the side of the bed.

It was the nurse's face, the sticky flesh on both sides of the nostrils was still moving with her breathing, and a blood-stained object was handed over by the same bloody hand: "This is what you are looking for?"

That is a book.

A blue leather bound book.

I took a breath and opened my eyes.

In the purple sky, a cluster of fiery clouds wantonly stirs up the last flames of the setting sun.The remnant clouds and the sun are like dreams and illusions.

Jiang Heng, who was behind him, fell asleep leaning against the tombstone, leaving me the best place in his arms.