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Turning around suddenly, Qi Yan saw Gao Ming's bloodshot eyes!

"Along with...?"

Without giving Qi Yan a chance to react, the bricks in Gao Ming's hand fell heavily, once, twice, three times!

Qi Yan, whose vision was blocked by his raincoat and hat, fell to the ground. He never expected that someone would be behind him and suddenly attack him.

He wanted to struggle, but Gao Ming stuffed another handful of medicine into his mouth.

"You..." His head was dizzy, and he didn't know whether it was because the pills were taking effect or because his skull was broken.

"You will never change your stubbornness!" When Gao Ming was about to hit him for the fourth time, he suddenly remembered that Qi Yan had not killed anyone at this time. If he accidentally killed Qi Yan, it would be really hard to explain. .

After taking out his mobile phone and dialing the police number, Gao Ming recorded a video of Qi Yan and woke up the woman living alone in the house.

The other party was also frightened when he learned that there were two perverts standing outside his window. He didn't dare to open the door for Gao Ming, so he just threw a rope through the anti-theft net.

Gao Ming also thought it was amazing that he tied Qi Yan up skillfully. He even tied the knots the same as last time.

"Because I left the shadow world early and cleared the mini-game to enhance family ties, I indirectly saved several people who were killed by Qi Yan. Every time I come back it seems to be a completely different world, and everything may change, except for me outside."

Since you can choose the future, then burn it without restraint, otherwise you will be sorry for the ashes on the ground.

There is always a possibility that people will fall from heights, but Gao Ming is not afraid at all because he will catch himself.

Throwing away the bricks, Gao Ming stuffed his gloves into his pocket, turned into Building No. 2, and headed straight for Zhao Xi's house.

Stopping in front of the familiar door, Gao Ming knocked hard on the iron door without any hesitation.

"Brother Zhao! I am the high-ranking official in Building 4! I have something very important to tell you!"

"Open the door! Brother Zhao! Zhao Xi!"

Bang bang bang bang on the door, Gao Ming knew that Zhao Xi was falling into self-blame and pain at this time. He locked himself in a corner of the world and could not get out.

"Zhao Xi! Open the door!"

Take two steps back, charge up and sprint with high health.

"You are very important, and there are many people who need you! They are all waiting for you!"

Speed ​​up and move forward!

Gao Ming raised his leg and aimed at the door lock, but at this moment, the old security door was opened.

Wiping the door panel, Gao Ming rushed into the house and almost knocked over the dining table.

"Good life?" Zhao Xi has lost a lot of weight. He is wearing thin clothes, has heavy black eyes, is depressed, and has chapped lips. It seems that he has not slept well for a long time.

Holding his legs, Gao Ming climbed up from the ground.

Water drops slid down the raincoat and wet the ground. Gao Ming opened the hood of the raincoat, ran to the balcony first, and closed the open window.

Seeing that Zhao Xi was still alive, Gao Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the living room.

Zhao Xi, who was standing blankly at the door, was very different from the fragmented corpse, but their figures gradually overlapped in Gao Ming's mind.

Without Zhao Xi's help to stop the meat-eating Bai Xiao, Gao Ming would never have reached the end. All the fruits are due to the causes planted.

"I should have talked to you earlier." Gao Ming strode across the living room and hugged Zhao Xi: "But it's not too late now!"

"No, no...what do you want to do?" Zhao Xi was a little flustered, and a piece of paper he held in his hand fell to the ground.

Letting go of Zhao Xi, Gao Ming picked up the paper. It was Zhao Xi's will. He left all his few properties to his elderly adoptive mother.

"Give it to me." Like a child who discovered a secret, Zhao Xi grabbed the will.

"Brother Zhao, I know it's hard to change your mind now. Certain thoughts have been haunting you. In fact, this is not your fault, it's just that your brain has a small cold." Gao Ming is a psychological counselor. , he generally does not do anything to irritate patients: "You have made arrangements for your funeral and are prepared to die. This is a decision you made after several days and nights of torture. I am not here to dissuade you from changing your mind. I just want to ask you to give me, the people around you, and yourself some time."

Gao Ming picked up another blank piece of paper from the table: "We have to decide to face death anyway. Then before death comes, maybe we can complete some things together. For example, eat something you like once, go to the place you like once. place, get a thank you, etc.”

Randomly sketching on the white paper, Gao Ming wrote down a lot of things he might want to do before he died, but Zhao Xi didn't show much interest.

"I know you want to help me, but I don't have anything to do now. I'm very tired." Zhao Xi limped and pushed the door open: "Let's go."

"You have given everything to this family, but you have not been recognized. In fact, what you have to do now is to get out of this environment and truly live for yourself." Gao Ming said earnestly: "Your adoptive mother has raised you for ten years, and you have raised her For thirty years in this family, you have not owed any family members, you only owe yourself. You only have one life, and you should do more meaningful things."

"I haven't gone to school, I have some strength, but my legs are still lame. I don't understand what you young people are doing. I also want to do meaningful things, but I don't have the ability at all." Zhao Xi said to himself "You are not me, so you cannot understand how difficult my situation is."

"If I told you that I could see the future, one day in the future, you would become a hero and save many people, including me, would you believe it?" Gao Ming gently touched his heart, Threads of blood penetrated from his eyes into his heart.

"Can I still be a hero?" Zhao Xi said with a bitter smile on his face: "Don't be kidding."

"It's true. The world is different from the past. A little change has occurred. Everyone may become a special being." Gao Ming is a psychological counselor. He generally does not stimulate patients, but occasionally Other treatment options will also be tried.

The alienated flesh and blood heart beats in the chest, and the atrium becomes a torture chamber, independent of the real world and the shadow world!

Countless blood threads gathered and entangled, eight arms stretched out from Gao Ming's back, and hit the ground hard. The blood spread, and the face representing the lust of life and death stared at Zhao Xi, and a huge flesh-and-blood ghost emerged from Gao Ming's back!

With eyes full of ferocious faces, time seemed to have frozen. Zhao Xi looked at the ghosts and gods so close and sat down on the ground.

His lips trembled, and all the thoughts in his mind were swept away, leaving only a blank.

"What the hell!"

Holding the flesh and blood ghost's hand, Gao Ming felt a little dazed. He saw the shadows of many people in this flesh and blood ghost and god.

Situ An had been planning for twenty years, sacrificing blood to living beings, and trapping and killing countless investigators from the Bureau of Investigation, before triggering this strange story in advance and making it appear at an impossible time.

According to the normal time trajectory, Gao Ming will never be able to obtain the Flesh Immortal.

He has seen the memories of other corpses, and he has entered the Surabaya apartment more than once, but he has never fully obtained the heart of flesh and blood, and he does not know the endings of those futures.

"All the accumulated power of flesh and blood gathered at this moment, and finally shaped everything completely. The flesh fairy was reborn in my heart, and my heart became a prison cell independent of reality and the shadow world."

"But if this is the case...will the people who became sacrifices and were imprisoned in my heart disappear from the timeline forever? Will they only live in my heart forever?"

This ghost possesses Yan Hua's strongest body. The three faces representing death, desire, and evil are blurred, but the face representing life is exactly the same as Congratulations.

Gao Ming speculated that this might have something to do with Congratulations' grandma. His grandma was the last one to be sacrificed by blood and the only one alive. The old man who represents life has become a part of the ghosts and gods, and her deepest obsession seems to have been inherited by the ghosts and gods.

"There are many people and ghosts who have become sacrifices in the Surabaya apartment. It is not difficult to verify." Gao Ming took out his mobile phone and started making calls one by one.

He first asked the Charity Federation for information about Congratulations and his grandma, but no such person was found. Then Gao Ming called an underground club in the East District and wanted to bet on boxer No. 17, but the other party said there was no No. 17 at all.

After hanging up the phone, Gao Ming looked at the flesh and blood ghost. His guess seemed to be correct.

After a long time, he sat in front of the ghosts and gods: "No matter what, I have to keep moving forward. From now on, you and I will live and die together."

The face belonging to congratulations approached Gao Ming, and the sewn mouth seemed to want to tell Gao Ming something. Under the protection of grandma's obsession, the will of congratulations seemed to be retained in the statue of ghosts and gods.