I opened my mouth wide and it just felt incredible. Vertices are updated the fastest

Zheng Xiaoxi had already found her face back, so she hooked Bian Sijun from behind and put her face on her face. She rubbed it slightly, and the skin on her face actually shifted its position. Blood flowed from under her neck.

Bian Sijun was about to sit on the ground with weak legs, but was hugged by Zheng Xiaoxi.

Her eyes widened as she stared at the female ghosts that had sprung up around her.

Some of the female ghosts had no skin, and their bare facial muscles were attached to the necks, and the blood flowed to the collarbones of the staff.

These female ghosts appeared out of thin air from the water vapor and easily captured the living.

"Shouldn't you be reincarnated?" I asked incredulously.

Zheng Xiaoxi laughed.

"There's no way to be reincarnated...... Now, no one can be reincarnated......" Zheng Xiaoxi's face completely fell off her face, smashed on the ground, slowly moved along the water stains on the ground, and when it reached the sewer outlet, it seeped in.

She covered Bian Sijun's mouth and nose with both hands, and the other female ghosts also blocked the women's breathing.

There was a muffled grunt in the bathroom, a crash as we struggled.

Someone is crying, someone is angry, someone has given up.

I stared blankly at the chaos in this room.

Can't be reincarnated...... No one can be reincarnated?

Difu, is something wrong?

Did the worst happen?

If all souls cannot be reincarnated, then wouldn't all the dead have to become ghosts?

I don't have time to think deeply about it.

The people in the bathroom had all fallen to the floor.

The female ghosts were crying and laughing, swaying their bodies. They sang a song that I couldn't understand, like some kind of dialect.

The tune is tactful, and the period is Ai Ai.

They sang and sang, and their figures slowly became transparent.

“…… Dead and turned into a ghost, never beyond life...... Born and born...... No overbirth......"

The end of the song, with infinite resentment, echoes in the bathroom.

With a bang, the bathroom door was opened, the air surged, and the people outside screamed nervously.

I looked down.

Bian Sijun fell to the ground, still with his eyes open, with unwillingness, and died like this.

I felt something appear in the air, like transparent silk threads.

I was guessing when I saw the silk thread suddenly tugged and flew past my eyes.

I subconsciously reached out and touched it with my fingers.

The thread was so taut that it cut through my finger and disappeared completely.

What is it?

I looked at the wound on my finger.

Some figures appeared in the field of vision.

I raised my eyes, and I saw a room full of ghosts.

Bian Sijun raised his head, grimaced, and walked out of the bathroom.

The ghosts followed one by one, as if they were being pulled by something, and walked out.

I chased after them, passing by the anxious people who were rushing over.

The ghosts left the town and headed into the mountains, into the forest.

Inside the mountain, female ghosts are waiting for them.

I watched in amazement as they walked into the stream one by one, and down the stream.

The stream dried up as they left, turning it into a flat land.

They......

My soul moved with Bian Sijun's soul, but something slapped the back of the head.

Boom!

I fell out of bed and found that the dream was over.

My scalp tingled, and I felt that the dream I had just revealed a terrible phenomenon.

"Ye Qing?" I look around. Ye Qing is not in my room.

I didn't care about anything else, so I grabbed my phone key and ran out the door.

When I opened the door, I took it lightly, and when I went downstairs, I ran all the way.

There are already early risers on the road.

The spirit of the bike-sharing was slain by a demon before my eyes. I didn't have any worries, so I rode a shared bicycle at the entrance of the community.

It takes a lot of time to get from my house to the six villages of workers and peasants. But at this point, it is not very convenient to call it rental.

The six villages of workers and peasants are quieter than other communities.

Very few people still live here.

I slipped through the cordon in Building 6 and went upstairs.

Inside the building was the sound of my own footsteps. I could only hear my own breathing and footsteps.

I came all the way, panting and my heart was beating so fast that my eardrums were bulging.

The yin qi coming from the sixth floor calmed me down.

Stepping up the stairs, I didn't see the entrance and exit of the other dimension appearing.

The sixth floor was the most damaged.

This was the first time I had been to the office alone since that incident.

When Liu Miao was rescued by me, I hadn't been here before, and I didn't confirm the matter in Yangshan District to Ye Qing.

I took out the key and opened the door, and with that creak, the wall dust fell.

There was light inside, and when I looked up, I could see the broken ceiling.

The light of the morning sun shone down from there.

I entered the office, closed the door, and sat down on the broken couch, somewhat tired.

"Difu...... What's wrong? I asked softly.

I believe Ye Qing must be here. It was Ye Qing who brought me back to reality from my dream.

I covered my face.

I've always had the concept of "underworld". Previously, the underworld was a legend to me, similar to heaven, immortals, and monsters, an interesting story, a part of folklore, and a word that came out of my mouth. I never delve into whether the underworld exists.

When I encountered a supernatural event and knew that there was really reincarnation in this world, it felt a little subtle.

It's just an indescribable subtlety.

I have no memory of my past life, and I naturally have no memory of the underworld. Those underworld ghosts are also dressed up like the gangster bodyguards in the movie, which makes me even less realistic.

I wouldn't be too shocked when I saw the corpse of the ghost.

But listening to Zheng Xiaoxi say that the underworld is gone, I feel that my three views are about to be refreshed.

The kind of fear that arises spontaneously is similar to when I saw the reincarnation of Zheng Da in several lifetimes.

It really comes down to intuition.

All these things gave me a premonition of impending disaster.

Everything is about to change.

I asked, "What about God?" That God, who has lost his personality, can't he do anything again? ”

I want to laugh. It's like knowing a madman who is always unrealistic, whimsical, and causes trouble.

But I couldn't laugh. Not because of the trouble he caused, but because he was afraid that such a person would suddenly be gone.

A person I knew died suddenly. Hearing this kind of news, anyone will be enlightened.

If it is the heaven of this world, the fate of this world is gone?

People are still alive, but many things change unconsciously.

For example, Taiki Shimada who was killed by Zheng Xiaoxi.

There is no next reincarnation, there is no life that repeats itself.

He's completely gone.

I don't sympathize with him, but I have a kind of uneasiness about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

The couch in front of me was no longer sitting. There was a blurred figure on the armrest of the sofa. Ye Qing seemed to be leaning on it, stretching his legs, and his posture was casual and relaxed.

I looked at the figure in amazement.

Naturally, I couldn't see his face, only the silhouette of a figure.

"You guessed it." Ye Qing said.

My brain went blank.

"That's good news." Ye Qing then said, there seemed to be a smile in his voice.

Good news?

Is that so?

There's one less cranky boss, so you think it's good?

I thought blankly.

"The fate of everything is useless." Ye Qing continued, "The group of demons is about to begin. ”

I'm still at a loss.

"Do you understand? Without those fates, it means that you and I can do a lot of things. Ye Qing's mood seemed to be very happy, and he got up from the armrest of the sofa, "It's still a little worse." It's just a little bit there. ”