I received a bounce from a non-existent player

The red face disappeared, leaving only an ivory queen piece in my pocket, and I shook it for a long time without responding.

I don't know whether it attached its broken soul to a chess piece, or simply turned it into a chess piece. After hesitating for a while, it still held the cold chess piece in the palm of its hand.

Early the next morning, Jiang Heng and I got on the plane to Meat City.

I am very curious about what the good hand brought out of the illusion looks like in reality.Jiang Heng said at the beginning that it is better not to watch it, but in the end he couldn't bear my soft and hard feelings, and after making me mentally prepare, he opened the black plastic bag a little.

I thought I was fully prepared, but when I saw it, I frantically rummaged through the pockets in front of me for a sickness bag for airsickness.

He put the plastic bag back to his feet: "I thought you were used to it."

"...I'm used to ghosts, but I'm not used to severed hands, especially with such poor saber skills." I really didn't expect this hand to be literally bloody, and I said in horror, "How do you do this kind of thing?" Bring it on the plane?"

Fortunately, it has no smell and is not easy to be discovered. Otherwise, wouldn't this little citizen who is a law-abiding citizen be charged with murder and throwing away his body?

"secret."

I frightenedly covered Jiang Heng all the way out of the airport, but he just looked at me with a smile.

I found more and more that this person's psychological quality is really high - ghosts can't be frightened, and he can't change his face while holding a pair of fresh severed hands. He really has the potential to be a murderer|criminal.He said that as long as he came to get it, nothing would happen, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Mrs. Baa's house is not too far from the airport, and it took ten minutes by taxi to arrive.

Unlike the high-end apartments in the city center of Helian City, his house is a small five-story residential building that can be seen everywhere.I looked up from downstairs and saw a pot of crimson roses on a certain balcony on the fourth floor.

I thought of the secretary's wife who killed for my son, and also remembered [Shen Luoluo]'s warning "Auntie's spirit is not very good", I couldn't help being a little scared, and said to myself that I should not feed her as a human again later.

"Ding dong", we rang the doorbell of Room 402.

The door opened after a while, and a pale sunken face poked out from the side of the door, staring at me sullenly.I was terrified, but Jiang Heng reacted a step faster than me, and already put on a trademark warm smile: "Hello, Auntie, we are Kong..."

The door was slammed in front of us.

I felt my temples rising and falling, and said with emotion: "Finally there is someone who won't take advantage of your beauty tricks."

The corner of his mouth tightened, obviously dissatisfied.

I saw that he pressed several times without giving up, the initial fear dissipated, and he even started to have some expectations, but when the final bell rang, no one answered the door.

This is good, even if you want to enter the dragon pool and tiger den, you can't get in.

Jiang Heng finally put down his hand and looked back at me helplessly.I somehow remembered the phrase "Jianglang's talents are exhausted", and I was about to comfort him, but I heard him say: "It seems that we can only break in."

"...Do you know that there is a word called breaking into a private house, and there is a crime called trespassing?"

"Then do you have any other way?" He shook his sour hand, and said slowly, "The evil in Kong Lingan's wronged soul has disappeared, and the remaining good is broken like this. Even if it is not attacked, it will soon dissipate. Arrived At that point, there was really nothing we could do.”

"But isn't Zongge trying to imprison eight innocent souls to maintain his own life? Now there are only three left, and he will let the sixth soul disappear like this? Feng Nuoerman won't help him order what?"

He shook his head: "No. The deal between Zongge and Feng Nuoerman is not what you think."

I was amazed at his decisiveness.Every time he talked about Feng Nuo Erman, Jiang Heng seemed to understand him very well.

"If goodness disappears, Zongge can still have the last two souls to keep alive. Although it is not as good as the situation where eight souls exist together, at least they will not die. We are different. Once the sixth soul disappears completely, our The clue will be broken in the sixth book, and the next two books will be really powerless."

After he finished explaining, he pulled out Zhang Ming's yellow paper talisman from his pocket, "Shan has exhausted most of his energy on that chessboard, we have to hurry up. Are you ready?"

I swallowed my saliva: "You... are you going to blow up the door?"

"of course not……"

Before the word "yes" came out, the door was suddenly pulled open from the inside, and it was the haggard woman who opened the door.

This time I finally saw what she looked like.The thick dark bags under the eyes made her eyes sunken, and the cheekbones on her thin face were protruding abruptly. If Jiang Heng didn't do anything, I would definitely feel like I've seen a ghost again.

Although she has become so emaciated, I can still recognize her as Kong Lingan's mother.

I thought she heard that we were going to blow up the door, so she quickly explained: "Auntie, you misunderstood, we..."

She ignored me, but asked Jiang Heng in a hoarse voice: "You just said... a wronged soul?"

Jiang Heng hid the paper talisman behind his back and coughed lightly: "Hello, Auntie, my surname is Jiang, she is my girlfriend, and she is your son's friend, I want to come..."

"I knew it... I knew it..." Mother Kong's eyes suddenly turned red, "They all said I was crazy, and no one believed me..."

Jiang Heng was taken aback.

"I saw Ling'an split last night—split in two—" Her expression twisted in horror and grief, her hands trembling and she covered her face with tears streaming down her face, "He said he was in so much pain, He said he was going to..."

While she was talking, she suddenly raised her tear-filled face from her palm, and rushed towards Jiang Heng, which made me scream out in fright.He controlled her, grabbed her shoulders to calm her down, but she grabbed his collar and cried loudly:

"I beg of you, save Ling'an..."

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Stepping over the scattered objects on the ground, Mother Kong dragged us to the sofa and picked up several sundries before giving us a seat to sit.

She looked at Jiang Heng more earnestly than she looked at me, probably because when she was eavesdropping in front of the door just now, the word "wronged soul" was uttered by a male voice.

She babbled a lot to us, repeating the same thing: her dead son hadn't gone yet.

"How are you so sure?" I was a little surprised.Any parent who lost a child does not want their child to have a good life, even if there is a child with hallucinations, most of them are extremely reluctant to let go of the hallucinations, but what she said sounds like she is sure that her son is a nightmare that haunts her.

It all really came from a nightmare.She has been having the same dream since the beginning of this year.

In the dream, she took the elevator downstairs to buy vegetables as usual.The elevator door opened on the first floor, and in front of him was his son's study at home. There were two people sitting opposite each other on the chessboard in the center of the room.

What made her feel hairy was that these two were her sons, and there was no difference at all from their expressions to their attire to various details.

Then they would turn their heads to look at her at the same time and ask, "Which one of us won?"

Regardless of whether she chooses black or white, their hands on the table will start to turn into pale flesh slices, as if chopped into thin pieces by an invisible knife, and then blood will slowly seep from the fleshy flowers, filling the entire area. The whole chessboard.

Choose Bai Fang, Bai Fang will cry and say: "Mom, my hand hurts so much, it hurts every day..." Then she starts to cry heart-piercingly, crying so much that she also cries heart-piercingly, Until I woke up crying.

Choose black, and black will roar with red eyes: "I hate, I'm going to kill them—I'm going to kill them all!!" Then she will be awakened from extreme panic and sorrow.

She couldn't sleep at night, drank tea and coffee, stayed up for several days, and only closed her eyes for an hour or two.After a few months, it became what it is now.

"What I'm most afraid of is not that he leaves me...but that it hurts so much when he leaves, and after he leaves..." She burst into tears in despair, "God—what did my Ling An do wrong..."

I tried to comfort her, and Jiang Heng handed her a napkin beside me.

When we first met, she said that last night she dreamed that Baa Tai was split in two, and judging from the timing, it should be the life-and-death situation I participated in.The evil face loses the game, completely withdrawing from Baa Tai's wronged soul.That dream that lasted for ten months may be the game between good and evil before I knew it.

"You say... is he, is he still...? The words he said to me in the dream..."

I glanced at Jiang Heng, who didn't know how to answer.

"If it's true, please save him...! Don't let him hurt so much..." She covered her face and cried bitterly.

"do not worry……"

I wanted to help her, but she clung to my hand tightly like a life-saving straw, pressed her forehead on the back of my hand, and cried hoarsely: "Our Ling, Ling'an, liked to play chess when we were alive... ...I don't want him to kill someone for something he likes..."