Chapter 43:

Chapter 43:

    Liu Mingjing is dead?

    How is that possible?

      His demeanor, his behavior, and his reaction to things were exactly the same as those of a normal person. Or, if you need to look at it with dialectical thinking, maybe Liu Mingjing is not a ghost, but the people around her are the real ghosts?

    Chaosu's temple was a little sore. She carefully kept a distance from the group.

      The muscles on his arms are firm and well-proportioned, and his eyebrows are raised lightly, pointing out Chao Su's thoughts directly:

    "You don't believe us?"

      She replied cautiously: "I have a friend whose physical talent is intuition. He didn't have any guard against Liu Mingjing, so it's hard for me to believe what you said in the first place."

    The security bureau person smiled and said: "Physical talent is not innate to human beings. It is the ability that people only have after spiritual recovery. So, how can you be sure of yours? Physical talent doesn't deceive you? Sometimes it's not a good thing to rely too much on intuition, or rely too much on talent. It can be fatal."

      You can take a look at the documents. If the time is correct, we should have been out of touch for a week."

    The police officer's card is made of cowhide, with the four gilded characters of "Hua Security Bureau" on it. When you open the police officer card, you can see the name "Guan Shaoqing" written there.

    Looking up, the young man in the photo is looking straight ahead. Its background color is light blue, far-reaching and empty, and a steel seal is engraved in the lower right corner of the photo, indicating authority.

    It looks real.

    Are the agencies that make false evidence so powerful now?

    Zhao Su stared blankly at the certificate in his hand.

    "You came at an unfortunate time, but you are very clever and didn't move. Otherwise, you would be swallowed by the ghost just like the fat man just now."

    Probing towards Soda: "As long as you don't move, won't you be discovered by Beauty Skin?"

    "Beauty skin? It's quite vivid." Guan Shaoqing took the certificate back and put it in the pocket of his jacket, "Strictly speaking, it is true. It has only skin, no eyes, and no bones. , and no flesh and blood. So she can't see or hear. But she can sense changes in the air through her skin."

    "So, in front of the beauty skin, don't move, don't make a sound. You can basically keep your life safe."

      On his 40-odd feet, he was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes. Compared with the embroidered shoes of the beauty skin, the pair on this young man's feet is simply the PS version.

    Seemingly aware of Chao Su's sight, the young man lifted his foot happily and showed Chao Su the pair of embroidered shoes on his feet in all directions: "It looks good, right? This thing should be regarded as an antique. I don't know how much I can sell it for after I go out."

    The young man squatted down after speaking, took out a bag of melon seeds from his pocket, and began to cough. While coughing, he introduced himself to Chao Su: "My name is Zhang Doubi, what's your name?"

    Zhang Doubi spit out the shell of melon seeds and looked at Chao Su curiously.

    "Chaotianque Chao, recovering Su." Chaosu briefly introduced himself, then looked up at the dim world, "Then how should we go out? Is taking pictures useful?"

    Since taking pictures can come in, it is reasonable to say that taking pictures can go out.

    It's just a pity that her mobile phone was placed in the real world and not brought in.

    "Here, cell phone." Zhang Doubi took out a piece of scrap iron from his pocket and threw it in front of Chao Su. When Zhao Su picked it up and looked at it, he found some rust on the edge of the phone. He pressed his finger on the power button for a long time, but he still couldn't turn on the phone.

    "The phone is useless when it enters here. It's embroidered like it hasn't been turned on for several years."

    Zhao Su looked at the phone while listening to the young man. The phone was wrapped in a duck-yellow phone case. Now the color has faded, but the writing on it has not faded. I saw three big words written on the phone case—

    Zhang Aotian.

    This phone case is very personal.

    "Except for us, everything we carry has been corroded by time. Are these melon seeds in my hands bought from villagers' homes?"

    So far, Chaosu has believed more than half. In fact, she can clearly feel that Guan Shaoqing and Zhang Doubi have more distinct personalities than "Liu Mingjing".

    This distinctive feature, in one word, is called "personality".

    And this kind of "personality" is something Chaosu doesn't feel in the real world.

    Now, in retrospect, among those who came with them, even Liu Mingjing did not have much memory. Simply put, it's like a paper man.

    Zhao Su frowned, keeping this thought in his heart. She turned her head and asked Zhang Doubi, who was beside her, "The villagers' houses? Can we still go to the villagers' houses now?"

    "Of course you can. After a rest, our group will go to these villagers' homes to find clues. What if we can get out!" After Zhang Doubi said this, he blew The dust on the phone case pushed it back in again. Noticing Chao Su's gaze on him, Zhang Doubi said unabashedly:

    "What if, after returning to reality, the mobile phone changes back! These are all money!"

    Chao Su stayed in place for a while, Zhang Doubi sat next to her, and Guan Shaoqing stood up from the ground, picked up a handful of soil, and landed on the place where the dead fat man was. One by one, the gravel and clods were covered on top of the blood. Eventually, the bloodstain is completely covered.

    In this way, a person's existence disappears completely.

    Nowhere to be found.

    Zhao Su glanced at the people around him, even if one person died, the other players did not show the slightest pain and sadness on their faces, they were more indifferent and calm.

    "Don't look at others!" Zhang Doubi lowered his head and nibbled at the melon seeds, the black melon shell opened, revealing the white melon seeds inside.

    "There were more than 100 people here at the beginning, and now there are only 20 or 30 people. At the beginning, some people would cry, but now, everyone is used to it. One person will die. In these seven days, seventy or eighty people will die. This shows how high the mortality rate is. "

    "If you witness a death in your life, maybe you will feel it unforgettable. But if you see it twice, three times, four times, you will feel that this is a common occurrence, not unusual You look at them. Although they are all paying attention to what you are saying and want to know the situation outside, they will not come over easily."

    Chao Su: "Then why did you come here?"

    Zhang Doubi rolled his tongue and knocked out three melon seeds in one go. Hearing Chao Su's question, he smiled and said: "Isn't this about to take the college entrance examination? Collect some events around you, get in touch with people who are in touch, and then you can write it on the composition. I have already thought about the topic, I A passer-by in life."

    Chaosu and the others rested there for about half an hour.

    When the drowsy sky was dimly lit up, Guan Shaoqing lifted his wedding dress and skirt, stood up from the ground and said: "Everyone cheer up, it's dawn, we'll go to the village chief. Look inside."

    Guan Shaoqing is obviously a deterrent among this group of players. As soon as he finished speaking, all the silent players stood up from the ground. In this way, Chao Su can look at them thoroughly. These people have more or less the shadow of a wedding dress on their bodies.

    Some of them are where the collar reaches the chest, and it becomes a red wedding dress with a complicated red gold thread pattern. Some of the clothes on the back have become the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water. Large swaths of red appeared on their bodies, out of tune with their clothes.

    "Don't be envious of others, the longer you stay here, the longer your clothes will become wedding dresses. My talent has speculated that when the time comes, you will have a wedding dress all over your body, even embroidered shoes. If you also wear it, then I am honored to tell you that you will probably become a member of the beauty skin honor guard."

    "For example, a sedan chair lifter. I don't know which position the beauty skin will put me in after I die. I think the gong is very good."

    Zhang Doubi said, resting his hands on the back of his head. This is what he learned from the Japanese comics, and the protagonists in the Japanese comics do this. Looks super cool!

    So that's how he learned.

    Most of the 20 or 30 players are in groups and form a team. Zhao Su glanced around, and suddenly seemed to realize something. The corner of her mouth rose slightly, and she looked at Zhang Doubi and said, "No one is teaming up with you? So you guessed that you came to talk to me."

    Zhang Doubi's frowning expression stopped instantly.

    He instantly burst into tears, looked at Chao Su and said, "Sister, it's hard not to tear down."

    Not everyone has a good mentality like Zhang Doubi. In an extremely depressing environment, seeing Zhang Doubi's jokes and jokes makes me go crazy. Even some people with weak mental ability may be beaten and abused on the spot.

    Not everyone thinks they'll go out.

    Therefore, in such a situation, Zhang Doubi can only act on his own in addition to being with Guan Shaoqing. Therefore, after finally catching a single person like Chao Su, he naturally wanted to come over and talk.

    The path between the mountains is very rough, even in the mirror world, it is not easy to walk.

    After chatting with Zhang Doubi for a while, Chao Su knew what kind of situation they were in now.

    They were all entered by taking pictures, some with front cameras and some with rear cameras. As the people being filmed, they don't even know which camera was filming them.

    For example, that Liu Mingjing.

    Until now, after hearing what Chao Su said, they could be sure that it was the front camera that shot Liu Mingjing. Moreover, they learned that in the real world, the photographed "Liu Mingjing" can still use the corresponding physical talent.

    This is a little scary.

    For example, is there a similar "Liu Mingjing" in the real world?

    In other words, who was the person who took her photo?

    Is he/she using the front camera or the rear camera. If it was the front camera, would Guan Ruiyuan and Duan Ang be deceived by the mirrored self?

    Chao Su put his doubts and worries in his heart.

    They followed the path and quickly came to Shuangxi Village. According to Zhang Doubi, during their seven days in the mirror world, they ate the food that the villagers put on the table. And like those candle-lit meals in the lobby, they couldn't eat it.

    In order to prove that what he said was correct, Zhang Doubi led Chao Su to the front of the Great Hall. As it was almost breakfast time, the door of the Great Hall opened, and the tables inside were filled with food. In the middle is freshly cooked, steaming porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. The aroma of preserved eggs is mixed with the aroma of fresh meat, coupled with the faint fragrance of rice porridge. For a moment, Chao Su felt hungry.

    Not only that, in addition to a bucket of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, there are more than a dozen golden fried dough sticks placed in a porcelain-white bowl. Xiao Long Bao. The rich meat aroma is wrapped in a thin layer of skin, but it still makes people feel mouthwatering.

    When red candles are placed with these foods, they all become cute.

    Zhang Doubi couldn't help swallowing again. He picked up a few melon seeds and slammed it a few times, and then he seemed to relieve his anger and said, "Are you greedy?"

    "You must know that these two days, when we looked at these foods, we were so greedy. I also paid special attention to them. You people didn't eat up these foods."

    The group of Chaosu and the others died on the first night they arrived at Shuangxi Village. There are only seven or eight people left, and even if they have enough food, it is impossible to finish all the food. Now, after hearing Zhang Doubi's words, Chao Su did not believe in evil, so she tentatively reached out and touched the food.

    Before her fingers touched the xiaolongbao, the next second, she saw the red candle standing on the table glowing brightly. As the candlelight flickered, Chao Su actually felt the pain of burning his soul. She quickly retracted her hand and looked at the red candle.

    This candle, which she studied with Guan Ruiyuan and Duan Ang before, is an ordinary candle. But I didn't expect that in the mirror world, it actually has this kind of effect.

    "This is why Shuangxi Village puts a candle when eating. This makes it impossible for those of us who live in the mirror to eat these foods. If we could... Zhang Doubi smiled and said somewhat mockingly, "Then when you enter the village, you eat your first meal and find that, alas, your food is running out, aren't you afraid?"

    Scared.

    "Let's go, the more you look, the more hungry you get." Zhang Doubi waved his hand and led Chao Su towards the villager's house he frequented the most.

     Along the road, Chao Su could see a person's head hanging under the eaves, looking at them with a grim expression.

    Chao Su was a little uncomfortable. From time to time, he would raise his eyes to look at these heads. He always felt that no matter which direction he went, he was under the gaze of these heads. On the other hand, Zhang Doubi comforted her calmly and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The French Goncourt brothers once wrote in the book "Capital" that nothing is repeated, and everything is unique. Look carefully. Looking at the heads of these people, do you feel that the expressions on their faces have their own charm. And the way they look at you is a bit similar to the painting painted by Leonardo da Vinci, called "Mona Lisa". No one said Is it, "Mona Lisa", no matter from which angle you look, you will find that she is looking at you."

    What Zhang Doubi is saying now is a bit like the answer that can often be seen in the question of reading comprehension in the Chinese language test.

    Quote sentences, give testimonials, and conclude.

    Chao Su couldn't help but replied, "You should have good grades in your high school."

    Zhang Doubi answered proudly: "Good in Chinese, good in mathematics, good in physics, good in geography, good in chemistry, but not good in English. However, now that I have this talent, I think My English is also getting better. Maybe I will be the champion of the college entrance examination this year. When that happens, please call me the champion Zhang.”

     While talking, Zhang Doubi brought Chao Su to the front of a house. He strode forward and tore off the white word "Lien" on it. Bai "Dian" was torn in half, revealing the original appearance of the gate. Zhang Doubi raised his foot and kicked towards the door. It didn't take long for the door lock to make a "click" sound, and the door was opened like this, slowly opening a crack.

    When I entered the house, I found that the house was full of paper money. Blown by the wind, these burned paper money flew in the sky.

    Zhang Doubi walked around the yard and walked into the living room. He took two eggs from the cupboard, a tube of white flour wrapped in paper, and burned them on the stove. The firewood on the hearth was so strong that the flames engulfed the fireplace, burning everything around it red.

    The pot was placed on the stove, and when it was burning red, Zhang Doubi dripped the oil. When the oil touches the red-hot pot wall, it will naturally make a "sizzling" sound. Every now and then, there's maybe an oil star that jumps up and splashes in the air.

    Zhang Doubi swiftly avoided the splashing oil stars, he knocked the egg with one hand, and the yolk mixed with egg white flowed out of the eggshell and landed in the oil pan. The aroma of the fried egg rushed to my face, making the original sad atmosphere around me instantly clear. There is a little more fireworks in the world.

    Taking the spatula and turning the fried egg until golden on both sides, Zhang Doubi took the two poached eggs out of the pot and added spices such as pepper and green onion. The oil in the pot began to work again when it was hot, and the air was gradually filled with this spicy and green onion fragrance.

    When it was almost there, Zhang Doubi picked up the seasonings, brushed the pot again, boiled the water, and when the water boiled, put the white noodles down.

    After two or three minutes, a bowl of egg noodles is ready.

    Chao Su held the egg noodles and took a sip of the soup below. The slightly hot soup passed through the esophagus like this, and the whole person's stomach warmed up at this moment. Chaosu squinted his eyes with some enjoyment, and took a bite of the noodles. The noodles were not strong, but they were enough to soothe Chaosu's hungry stomach.

    In addition to the spiciness of millet peppers and the aroma of green onions, this bowl of facing Su is still somewhat comfortable to eat. After eating this bowl of noodles, Chao Su couldn't help but gave Zhang Doubi a thumbs up. Zhang Doubi rudely wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and after seeing Chao Su's compliment gesture, he said triumphantly:

    "Here's a high school student's summer home survival tips."

    Parents usually go to work and usually don’t have breakfast. When you get up at noon, you can't do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

    "Alas—"

    Chao Su heard a long sigh, followed by the sound of "Plop" and "Plop". She turned her head and saw that Zhang Doubi was holding a noodle bowl, his eyes were open, and tears were streaming down his face.

    "Oops, I miss my parents."

    The tears came quite suddenly.

    Zhang Doubi just blinked his eyes and shed a few tears expressionlessly, and his expression returned to normal. Taking advantage of his crying position, Chao Su stood up, put the bowl in the sink, cleaned it up, and put everything back in its place.

    Zhang Doubi took out some melon seeds from his pocket, and while nibbling on melon seeds, he taught from the experience of someone who came here: "Now, let's search the room to see what is there."

    The first step is to start with the room search.

    Chao Su followed behind Zhang Doubi and walked towards the sleeping direction. As soon as he walked in, Chaosu smelled a dusty, old-fashioned smell that was about to decay.

    She looked up. The whole room was gloomy and dim, the lights were not turned on, and an old man just sat beside the bed, wearing his shoes with his head down.

    The whole person is a static state.

    Chao Su: "How come there are people here?"

    Zhang Doubi began to search the room quickly: "Look at this old man's shoes."

    Zhao Su looked down and saw the shoes on the old man's feet. They were originally ordinary blue work clothes, but now, starting from the toe, they are turning red little by little.

    "After we enter this room, the villagers walking here will become stationary at that moment. If we stay in this room for too long, he will be like now, slowly Turn red. When the whole body turns red, it means that he has become a 'ghost' of beauty skin, and he is coming to catch us. The way to not be caught by him is very simple, and the original method is the same—"

    "One, two, three, wooden man, you are not allowed to speak or move. Once he can't find us in this room, he will go out and follow the trajectory of reality for a day."

    "A friendly reminder here, not only here, after we go out, we may encounter many ghosts that are released from the house by others, so we need to pay attention to the surroundings at all times, it is very possible, You take one breath, and a ghost is staring at you."

    Speaking, Zhang Doubi pulled up the drawer and began to look for something: "Look, there is anything related to weddings or funerals in this village. I want to get out of this mirror world. , it is estimated that these things will be used.”

    Chao Su: "Have you found any of these related things in the past seven days?"

    Zhang Doubi: "Yes, but they are all useless things, such as candles and purses, but some key things have not been found, such as obituaries, invitations, hydrangea , or spirit cards. Our focus is to find these things."

    With a light response to Su, she turned her head and glanced at the old man. The old man still kept bending over to put on shoes, but the shoes on his feet were getting brighter and brighter. It seemed that in about ten minutes, the old man's clothes would turn red completely.

    After roughly determining the time, Chao Su lowered his head and started rummaging in the cabinet. I don't know if it's a habit unique to the old man, but in just such a room, Chaosu saw four or five cabinets. She opened the closet and saw some patched clothes hanging on the closet. She lowered her head and pulled down again, and saw something wrapped in blue cloth.

    Look at this shape, it's round, it's easy to make the Soviet Union think of something bad.

    She calmed down, put her hand on the cloth bag, shook her hands lightly, and lowered her head to remove the cloth bag. Contrary to what she had imagined, this cloth bag contained not such a strange thing as a human head, but a stack of thick clothes and a letter.

    The Book with the Father.

      The clothes were very simple children's clothes, and he glanced at Su briefly, but after seeing nothing, he stuffed them in again.

      Ten minutes faster than she imagined.

    Zhao Su lowered his head, circled around, and rummaged on the old man's bedside table. On the bedside table of the old man, there is nothing very unusual, just some health care medicines, ID cards and other things. She glanced at it and found it useless. When she was about to close the cabinet, she suddenly saw something, opened it again, and picked up the ID card and looked at it.

    year, month, day.

    There is nothing wrong with these things, and there is even a special anti-counterfeiting mark on the back of the ID card, which is genuine at first glance.

    However, what makes Chaosu feel strange is...

    The owner of this ID card is one hundred and fifty years old.

    Chao Su calculated it carefully, and found that he did not make a mistake. The owner of this ID card, the old man wearing shoes by the bed, is now one hundred and fifty years old.

    One hundred and fifty years old, this is an age that completely breaks all records, completely breaking the limit of human life.

    Awesome.

    Zhao Su put this ID card into his pocket. Just when she was about to turn her head and ask about Zhang Doubi, suddenly, a face came up to him.

    It's the old man!

    At this moment, his clothes have turned red, and the shoes on his feet have been put on. The wrinkles on his face made his face look particularly terrifying. He looked straight at Chao Su and asked in an old voice:

    "Son, what are you looking for?"

    Zhao Su opened his mouth, just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhang Doubi standing behind the old man frantically winking at her.

    Chaosu closed his mouth decisively.

    She maintained her half-turned posture, looking at the old man in red. The old man in red looked fixedly at Chao Su, his eyes completely fell on Chao Su, his face got closer and closer. This made Chao Su a little suspicious that the other party could see her.

    She held her breath and watched the old man get closer and closer, just as he was about to get in front of Chao Su, his body suddenly retreated, he bent down and brushed over Chao Su, closed the drawer of the bedside table. While closing, he shook his head and sighed:

    "Oh, old man, my memory is getting worse and worse recently. I even forgot to close the cabinet."

    After saying this, he turned and walked towards the door. After a while, his figure disappeared from Chao Su's field of vision.

    Chao Su can finally breathe a sigh of relief. She stood there and calmed down for a while, then raised her eyes to look at Zhang Doubi, with a little fear in her eyes.

    Zhang Doubi even patted his chest directly, and said without cover: "I almost wanted to run away just now."

    The scene was so scary!

    In that instant, the old man in red came behind Chao Su.

    Chao Su was also a little frightened, but after waiting for a while, when the tension disappeared and her brain regained her calm, Chao Su felt that she was a little scared and dazed now. She lowered her eyes and tried to calm her mind, and then about half a minute later, Chao Su's voice sounded in the air suspiciously.

    She asked Zhang Doubi:

    "Does the scene just now look familiar to you?"

    "Familiar?" Zhang Doubi put the newspaper in his hand back to its original position. After hearing Chao Su's words, he tried his best to echo it, and finally made the scene a few hours before. The scene is right, "It's exactly the same."

    Same face kill.

    Same close.

    And…

    Same survive.

    Zhang Doubi's gaze towards Chao Su became extremely complicated: "You are very lucky."

    Chao Su:…

    The last person who thought he was lucky has only one skin left in the real world.

    Zhao Su calmed down: "I'm so lucky."

    Judging from the code name of the African chief, the physical talent of the other party is obviously directly related to the "lucky degree". The other party was able to escape the attack of the skeleton ghost by luck, and was not shot to death by a coffin board. To be honest, it was entirely relying on his innate ability to allow him to avoid the attack of the skeleton ghost dangerously and dangerously.

    At that critical moment, not only Chao Su, but almost all the players who were watching the African chiefs clenched their hearts.

    But now...

    When such a "miracle moment" happened to him, at first, Chaosu might think it was lucky.

    But after one or two times, she became suspicious.

    Isn't that a coincidence?

    Chao Su put her doubts into her heart, she took out her ID card from her pocket, and when she handed it to Zhang Doubi, she even had an inexplicable sense of absurdity.

    Like-

    The idea or instruction of "handing ID cards" and "sharing intelligence" is her idea, or is it someone else who made her do it?

    The thought flashed through her mind. Zhao Su closed his eyes and said to Zhang Doubi, "I still have a letter here."

    The Book with the Father.

      She eloped with her lover. She was eventually taken in by Shuangxi Village, an isolated village. She and her lover spent a happy time, but she did not expect that after she gave birth to the child, she would find Double Happiness Terrible side of the village."

    “The old people of Shuangxi Village will not grow old!”

    "And never saw a new baby come. Obviously when she first came, she saw Li and the others were pregnant, but when she was pregnant and the child was born, they found that Li Sister-in-law and their children are gone. The village chief said that it was an accidental fall and fell red. They didn't give birth."

     "Not only that, she often wakes up in the middle of the night and sees the faces of the village chief and the village elders pressed against the window, watching them. The first time, she felt strange, So I went out to ask the village chief. However, the village chief just said that when I woke up in the middle of the night, I heard something going on here, so I came over to have a look."

    "There is movement? The woman didn't hear anything at all. But for a while, she has been with the village chiefs and these old people for a while, and she instinctively chose to trust these old people. However, this kind of Trust, but give her the fatal blow after her."

    " She found that the village chief and the old people waited at the window every night. And, with the passage of time, they got closer and closer. Once, the woman woke up from her sleep When I came, I found the village chief and the old people in the village sitting on their bedside like this."

    "Their eyes were fixed on her and her lover...and the child she just gave birth. That night, after the woman sent the village chief and them away as usual, the more they thought about it, the more wrong they became. I was planning to leave Shuangxi Village with my lover overnight, along with my children and luggage, when I found that there was heavy fog outside the village."

    "They can't escape!"

    " When they turned around, they found that the village chief and those old people were like corpses, following behind them, staring closely at the child in her arms. It was at this time that the woman You know, in fact, every night, after she was discovered by her, the village chief and the old people didn't leave. They stayed under their windows and kept their eyes on them. And they fell asleep unconsciously all the time. ."

    "It was at this time that the woman discovered that the secret of the old people in Shuangxi Village is to devour their flesh and blood. The younger the flesh and blood, the more they can maintain their vitality. To resist, but ultimately die at the hands of this group of villagers."

    "Her flesh was devoured by the old women, and the skin was hung like this and exposed to the sun. And her lover was stripped of a layer of skin, and the flesh and blood became their carnival feast. She just watched She died bit by bit. In the end, she wrote this "Book with Father", wanting to record her experience and tell her father."

     "This is the main content of the above letter, some parts are slightly embellished to make the storyline look fuller and more flavorful." Zhang Doubi re-stacked the letter in order He got up and handed it to Chao Su, "This is really a twisted and bizarre love story."

    "It's a little scary." Looking at the letter in his hand, Chao Su asked Zhang Doubi, "Are you sure you didn't add any fictional plot to it?"

    Zhang Doubi: "Can there be any fictional plot? Reading comprehension can't be divorced from the central idea, is it good to make up?"

    Chao Su: "That's really getting scarier."

    "This letter details the cause of the woman's death. Then the question arises, since the woman is already dead, how can she write this "Book with the Father" from a first-person perspective Woolen cloth?"

    Think about it.

    Zhao Su licked the corner of her lips, she held her breath: "Not only that, look at the window, someone is watching us."

    Zhang Doubi's eyes trembled slightly, he glanced slightly from the corner of his eye, and saw the old man in red who had just walked out of the room, now lying on the window, Looking at him motionless.

    He just stood there, not knowing how long he watched.