“There’s a new ghost.”The nurse said hesitantly, "Li Wangxi answered a phone call, there is not much right."She mentioned what deal, in exchange for someone.So she was...”

I heard that the nurse was not intentionally hiding, but really did not know what was going on.She only knew that this content was enough to make people who had become accustomed to the ghost king in the real world.

Not many people on the phone could use it.

The nurse finally kindly reminded me to be careful when I answer the phone, do not answer the phone casually.

I thanked her for her kindness and didn’t ask anymore.

I’m sure she doesn’t have two memories.

The time point of the dream may overlap, but more likely, she did not know what was going on, did not know that Li Wangxi died, at most knew that Li Wangxi was attacked by the ghost king, and a new ghost king was born.

The specific situation may be asked Li Wangxi and her colleagues to know.The two of them are the parties, and they know it best.

Both should be protected now, or questioned.

I ate the cold porridge, put the empty thermos bucket aside, and the note was collected by me.

There was no mobile phone in the bedside table, and I couldn't determine the current situation and lay straight back to the bed.

I felt tired, just, as soon as I was quiet and didn’t think about anything else, those memories were like bone-acredible gangres that couldn’t get rid of.

I thought that I would calm down a few times, get used to it, but every time I saw it, I would have a painful feeling and I would be desperate.

I am not the kind of person who turns despair into motivation.Especially this despair comes from the death of Ao Ye, which makes it even more difficult for me to turn them into motivation.

Before disobeying my heart and taking the initiative to ask, it was already my efforts.

More than that, I don’t seem to be able to do it yet.

Can't really do it?

You should be able to do something.

I saw the demon of death, Hadnett, and saw the men of Hadnet.

Can you own them, enter into dreams, or simply get all their memories?

They may also be transformed into things of the dead soul.

I thought so, and suddenly I wanted to try to see it.

If I succeed, I can do more.

Although I don't know what kind of change will bring about by the ability to improve, it is always a good thing, right?Even if I want to become a ghost king, sheltering family and friends will always be stronger.

It becomes strong...

Without that set goals and big plans to save the world, it is simply to be strong.

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt a shock to my soul.

I could feel that the soul was trying to fly out of the body, but it was as if something was getting in the way.

It feels like entering a dream.

I have not fully mastered this ability, and most of the time I have been directly forced into my dreams, and I have not really felt the wonderful fluctuation of being able to control my hands.The ability to reverse time is completely different.

But at this point, I felt the truth of my ability.

My soul is struggling to fly out of my body.I can feel my soul and body, and there is a connection between the two, but the connection is intermittent and not close.

I seem to have seen a strange tattoo on my body and don’t understand what it is.

The body and the soul emit different breaths, but they can unite together.

It’s like two parts of the puzzle.

Synthesis together is a thing that, after separation, can exist independently.

The soul and body can exist independently, and the soul can be transformed into ghosts and produce a foul.

It’s just that it’s always something different.

I have an unspeakable feeling, after observing it in detail for a while, experiencing it for a while, and seeing that tattoo.

It’s not a tattoo, it’s a chain, the so-called connection, is more like a tangible magnetic force.The two chains attract each other.

My vision is like the spectator’s perspective of a third person, and I can even reach out and wave the chain.

Just touch gently, the physical magnet disappears.

My soul flew up and felt another magnet.

There were different chains in front of my eyes, some similar in form, very different colors and lines.

Is this someone else?

Not right.

There is not only such a chain in my eyes.

I was in a dark space, and only these glowing chains could make me see.

The chains on my body were different, a strange black, chain-shaped thick, but only tied to the soul.Most of the chains are silver ring chains that are seen every day, and they are wrapped around the body several times.The red chains you first saw were also different from them.

Further afield I also saw strange grey chains, on which radiated gloom.

That's ghost.

Their chains have extended, with many branched chains, and clasped on many ordinary chains.

Suddenly, I understood the meaning of these different chains, and turned my eyes to the red chains.

It was also at this time that I saw clearly that the red chains carried a hawthorn mist, the mist dlates, and the stars spread out, which can be said to be floating everywhere.Such mist is also deep and shallow, gathered around ordinary chains.

Hystert!

I thought of the name at the same time, the magnetic force between the chain and the red chain, sucked my whole soul through.

The darkness is broken and the light is restored.

I saw the skeleton with the scythe in my hand, and the woman who was answering the phone in front of me.

There is a low male voice on the phone, and the sound is majestic, which can easily imagine the image of an old and serious middle-age man.

“That’s the situation now.You can change your life for your daughter's life, and you think about it for yourself."

The woman said, “As long as my daughter is okay!”As long as she is alive, I will do anything.”

I took a step forward and saw the little bed in front of the woman, a small baby with a purple face, so that people could see and understand that she was about to die.

The man on the other end of the phone said quietly, “Okay.The contract is made.”

Death wielded the sickle and cut it from the woman.

I reached out my hand, but this time I didn’t touch anything.

The woman was not cut by a knife, but looked at her eyes, and the mobile phone in her hand fell on the ground, and her body fell softly.

The scythe of the skeleton hangs the woman's soul.It slammed it casually, and the woman's soul fell on the small bed, transformed into a star-pointed light, and drilled into the baby girl's body.

The baby girl's purple face slowly soothed and became a normal appearance.

I saw the chain on the baby girl.It was an ordinary silver chain, except that there was always a red mist in the chain that overflowed and drifted toward the skull.Both are in the most mist-placed, and there are free red mists elsewhere.

On the other hand, I was close to observation at this time, and I noticed the difference between me and ordinary people.

I have two chains on my body, one on the soul and one on the body.The chain on the soul is only tied around, and the chain on the body has a full nine circles.Ordinary people have only one chain, locking the soul and body, and only nine times.

Is this the difference between the human being and the average person?

Is this the label that Nan Gongyao has seen before?

When I think, my eyes seem to see more clearly.

I saw the nine rings of the baby girl, and something was connected.After a long look, I found that it was several hidden chains that extended from the baby girl.However, these chains are also different, most of them are buckled on the chain ring on the baby girl, only one, is really extended from the lock chain of the baby girl, not into the void.