With his eyes on him, I felt myself a flash of electricity on my body, and my neck was a pussy.

My eyes were down, my vision tilted, like my head had fallen off my neck.

I saw my body, I saw the body lying on the ground.

A spirit, I woke up and jumped straight up.

Sweat fell directly on the floor.

I touched my neck.

No problem...

It is an illusion.

That feeling is an illusion.

But that feeling was so real that my head seemed to have really been cut off at that moment.

The head fell off his neck...

I can't help but think of the previous dream, think of the head of the monster, think of the few people who died in the live broadcast of the big corner.

My heart tightened.

Do recent dreams have anything to do with broken heads?

I frowned.

Is there a connection?

I can’t believe it was a coincidence.

God is “dead,” but the inertia of fate should still exist.The people of A green leaves have already arranged this, and it is not surprising that these things are linked.

I sat down and sorted out several dreams.

To say something connected, it can only be a case:

The demon who cut off the demon's head is the boss behind the live broadcast event, and he may have crossed the entrance and exit of the different space in the process of fighting the demon, and in reality, he found the female ghost attached to the science and engineering.

The female ghost could not be exterminated by the Ao Ye people, perhaps not because of what her parents did when she was buried, but because she took her thighs and was covered by the ghost from the future world.

Such an idea is not a matter of reasoning analysis, but only forcibly linking a few things.

But the more I think, the more I think, this idea is probably the truth.

I excitedly called Wu Ling, and as soon as the phone was connected, the bamboo pump poured beans, and told my guess.

“... that ghost attached to PolyU ... the last confirmation was two years before my disappearance, and I transferred this to a fellow...you wait a minute.”Stupid, the purple toilet attached to the middle of the big one...”

Wu Ling's voice was far away, and it should be confirmed by Liu Miao, who was finally missing.

I couldn’t hear the voice on the other side of the phone, and after a while, I heard Wu Ling’s voice again.

“I’ll call Chu Ming later.When there is a result, I will contact you."Wu Ling said simply.

I answered and hung up the phone.

Spit out a lot of breath, and I felt a headache.

“Shh—”

Side effects of frequent use.

I shook my head, packed my things, and threw myself into bed.

With a headache, I don’t sleep so fast.I don’t even know when I fell asleep.

The sound of the morning alarms made me argue.

When I opened my eyes, it was just the end of the alarm.

The room was quiet.

I touched the phone, opened the screen, and saw the message from Wu Ling.

She sent a few pictures.

I didn't look closely, just look at the big chunk of purple, I guess what this picture is.

The white signature in the bottom right corner of the image confirms my guess.

White Ann.

Bai An painted the purple toilet, and also painted the scene of the death of the female ghost.

I didn’t know how the girl died, but I found the reason in this picture.

The female ghost was buried in a pile of debris, and there was obvious blood on half of her head.

She must have been hit by a heavy object and died on the spot.She did not find herself dead, until she had become a ghost for many years, because of a small opportunity to discover the truth.

There is another picture of the girl.

The upper part of the third painting is black and can be seen at the bottom of the car.The lower half was on the ground, and a man lay there, revealing only his head and neck.The man’s face was frightened.Next to him was a girl, the ghost, who also had a dark smile on his side.

This should be the truth of the death of the client Sun Hongbin.

The next painting made me sit out of bed and wake up my head.

I saw that man.

On Bai'an's paintings, he also wears antique clothes, which looks like a fairy who is about to fly.

The background is the cliffs and the sea.

That cliff reminded me of Song Xian’s description of his hometown.

The broken island...

In another painting, there are many shadows behind this man.

From the painting, I can feel the smear.

Behind the men stood ghosts.Their faces are blurred, with only one outline.

In it I found a woman with a white dress and long hair.This shape, and the big deer live broadcast of the female ghost is similar to seven or eight points, if the details, it should be her doubt.

Another girl with long hair in a school uniform was the girl in the purple toilet.

These words confirm my earlier assumptions.

It’s not that I’m whimsical, or that I’m forcing these things together.

The truth of the matter should be as I have guessed.

Fingers moved, and I saw another painting.

This time, the background of the painting is the body of a giant giant.The head of the monster seemed to be outside the drawing paper, and on the edge of the drawing paper, you could see a pool of blood overflowing.

The man stood on top of the monster, leaning his head, looking at the black hole in the sky, his expression as if he were thinking about something, and it was as if he was suppressing excitement.

His micro-expression was completely depicted by Bai An.

The finger moved again, and I saw the text from Wu Ling.

White’s painting proves my guess.Wu Ling also found Chu Ming to confirm.The result of this confirmation is that Chu Ming has been missing for many years.

This is bad news, but it’s also an important clue.

The Auliaf people tried to contact PolyU in the morning, and in the past few days, they will find a way to find out where the female ghost is going.If I caught him, I would contact her directly and let me destroy her.

I have no doubt my ability to be with each other.

I had some doubts, sent a message to Wu Ling, and asked her about Liu Miao's situation.

The female ghost killed so many people, cruel by means, and did not shy away from revealing her existence.Liu Miao's ability should be able to deal with her.

"The nerd can see the grudges behind her, but the grudges are too weak to kill her."Wu Ling answered so.

I was angry and a little discouraged.

There has always been a saying that ghosts are afraid of evil people, and I did not expect this grade difference between ghosts...

It's not really surprising.

If there is no such gap, how can Ye Qing easily kill those ghosts?It is also impossible to eliminate the ghost of the Shen family.Shen Xiaorong is right, the power gap between ghosts is obvious.The strong can easily kill the weak.

I felt bored and subconsciously thought about whether I could do that degree if I died.

To be reasonable, it probably can’t be.

If you die mad and become a pure evil ghost after death, as Gumou and I said when I first met, I will become the most troublesome evil ghost in history.

I went back to God and found that the time was not early, and hurried to the unit.

Of course, these things have to be said to the skinny.

I just recounted the matter as usual and let them know what was going on.

What I didn’t expect was that the fat man showed a thoughtful look.

“What blind spot did you find?”The thin man touched the fat man with his elbow.

The fat man hesitated, “I seem to have heard this somewhere.”The purple toilet.

“Do you have a student attached to the University?”The skinny asked.

None of us graduated from the High School of the University, and neither did Guo Yujie and Chen Xiaoqiu.

I looked at both of them, and they both shook their heads.

"No schoolmate... that's what I've been happy to tell."The fat man suddenly turned.