I received a bounce from a non-existent player

I probably vented all the fear I had accumulated since the beginning of this incident, and I couldn't stop crying.Jiang Heng took a light breath, hugged me and let me vent.After a long time, I finally calmed down a little.

We have such a relationship now, it is obviously not safe for him to hold me like this again, so I wiped my tears with one hand, and gently pressed his chest with the other: "I'm fine...thank you."

He didn't say anything, just let go of me.

I realize now that we are no longer in the command room, but standing in an open field, with signs of recent demolition everywhere, and painted rubble scattered all over the place.

My atheism has been shattered into slag by a series of previous events, and what I am doing now is just a few more rounds of those slags, so I wiped my tears and watched the scene in front of me change drastically, and I still have something to do A calm attitude... At least these are just stones, and there is no such thing as a stone spirit with teeth and claws.

Jiang Heng's explanation of the words is that this building may have been demolished after Mrs. Huan and the conductor died, and the "haunted house" we were in just now was probably formed by their grievances.Now that the reincarnation of the two of them has subsided and their grievances subside, this place will naturally cease to exist.

I kind of accepted this setup.

"In this way, Mrs. Huan's complaint is neither the lack of rice nor the missing leg, but the fact that others think she committed suicide?" On the high-speed train home, I poked the lunch box with my chopsticks.

"Well. Rice and legs should be just her way to guide us to discover the truth." Jiang Heng closed his eyes and meditated next to me.

I lowered my eyes and pondered for a moment.The fact that her leg was chopped off was obviously a homicide.Judging from the performance of her parents, there should be some kind of power that frightens everyone.

"It's not that the scarecrow's head is missing the commander's complaint. What can he complain about? Didn't he kill Mrs. Huan?"

"I don't know, but there should be hints when I go back and read the second book." He said, "Mrs. Huan can't reincarnate because the meter only has three shakes, and the conductor is the same. His scarecrow has no head, and it is only enough to open the coffin. Not enough for burial."

I am dumbfounded.

Mrs. Huan was killed by the conductor, but the conductor was also one of the victims in a way.Is there really someone who took advantage of their deaths, deliberately tampered with the offerings, made them irreversible, and then used their souls to resurrect a person?

Speaking of which, the player with the ID Von Noermann threatened me not to investigate further, but so far nothing seems to have happened.

————————————————————————————————————————

When I got home, it was already early morning.Jiang Heng sent me home, and went back to the hotel I booked next to my house.I wanted to keep him. After all, those things are still vivid in my mind, and I can't say that I am not afraid, but considering the problem of face, and I cling to him too much today, I am still emboldened. Standing at the door saw him off.

I thought it would be difficult to fall asleep tonight, but I was probably very tired. Not long after I touched the pillow, I fell asleep drowsily, and fell asleep until noon the next day.

After waking up, thinking about the story of the conductor, I climbed up with a headache and went to the game, and clicked on [Abandon and Stand] in the bag—the book of the conductor.

The sun was hanging high, and the Yangzhou begging area was bustling with players.I wasn't too scared by myself.

[Abolish and then establish] have read

"One of the things that a conductor regrets the most before he dies is that he excluded someone."

[My mother was a ballerina who died in a car accident when I was very young.I grew up with only my alcoholic father and very vague memories of my mother dancing. ]

[Fuzzy to the end, I can't remember what she looks like.In my memory, the song faded away, the dancing posture faded away, and the only thing I remembered was a pair of beautiful legs. ]

[In this era, good sound is very popular, especially in games.I have slept with a lot of people by virtue of the game, but to be honest, the first time I saw her, I knew she was different from everyone. ]

[She was also a ballet dancer, much like my mother.We got married. ]

[And then I cheated—not that I meant to, but I cheated.I regretted it the moment she shed tears.I did everything, but she still didn't forgive me, and even told it in front of more than 400 people while I was directing. ]

[I couldn't help myself and beat her up, but I soon regretted it too.She wants to divorce me.This time, I couldn't control her. ]

[During the divorce, her family did not plan to distribute any property to me.I threatened them with a lawsuit.Some of her father's businesses are shady, so of course he didn't dare to go through legal channels, so he gave me something, saying that selling it would be enough for me to spend. ]

[That shit is full of grass.How dare she lie to me. ]

[It was only when I tied her up that I realized it wasn't my mother I wanted, it was my mother's legs. ]

[She can die, but her legs must stay. ]

[I didn't want those legs to break or break, so before pushing her off, I carefully sliced ​​them off in circles—without breaking the texture of the skin. ]

[I sleep with my legs in my arms, but they are as disobedient as she is, and love to dance.Even though she was dead, her legs were still jumping on their own, rattling in the closet, making it so loud that I couldn't sleep.I had to cremate them and hide the ashes. ]

[Even ashes are beautiful. ]

[Legs like yours.Mother. ]