The whole thing seemed weird. Just one second ago, Xiao Lian was definitely upstairs, but the next second the direction changed. Is this teleportation?

What's the situation now, what happened on the third floor of the hospital?What happened to the ghost who fell from upstairs and the woman with huge proportions? Could Xiao Lian be with those people?Otherwise, when the weird woman disappeared, how could Xiao Lian's position also change along with it?

What is even more puzzling is that the abnormality upstairs is obvious. Why did the disciples of Tianshi Mansion not go to the third floor but appear on the first floor?This doesn't make sense unless—

They couldn't reach the third floor.

Thinking of this, He Taiai didn't move anymore.He didn't immediately turn around and leave to look for Xiao Lian's location, but remained hidden, wanting to see how Yan Lin would react and what he would do.

After witnessing the Tianshi Mansion disciple being killed in front of his eyes, Yan Lin's expression became ugly.She walked slowly to the pool of blood, and picked up the golden earrings in the shape of ginkgo leaves from the pool of blood.The disciple's clothing and body were ruined, only the soul nail specially made by the Tianshi Mansion survived the terrifying blow just now.

At this moment, someone strode out from the building. It was a handsome boy.The boy's expression was equally solemn: "Yan Lin, the barrier on the third floor was broken. I've already gone to look for it, but there are no clues left behind when people go to the empty building."

Then he also saw the blood on the ground, he was startled for a moment, and immediately understood what happened.

Holding the soul nail of the ginkgo leaf, Yan Lin said coldly: "I will definitely investigate this matter to the end."

This boy doesn't know why He Taiai feels a little familiar when he looks at it, it seems that he has seen it before, but he has no impression at all.He Taiai not only thought of the legend about Yan Lin chasing after Yu Youtang, but for a moment his thoughts spread and he wondered if this seems familiar because this boy looks a bit like Yu Youtang?

Taking a closer look, He Taiai found that this disciple of Tianshi Mansion didn't look like Yu Youtang at all.It may be that this person has a simple good-looking face. Although he has a good appearance, he is a handsome "mass seller", so it makes people feel inexplicably familiar.

Xiao Qing: "Uh..."

Yan Lin noticed the change, turned his head and asked, "Xiao Qing, what's wrong with you?"

The boy named Xiao Qing replied subtly, "I feel... as if someone is watching me."

He Taiai: "..."

Yan Lin frowned.

Xiao Qing showed a strange expression again: "It's gone now, but just now, I did feel that someone was... observing me?"

He Taiai: "..."

He Taisai who retracted his gaze thought to himself, this is too sensitive, isn't it?

However, after doing this, he has learned his lesson, and he no longer dares to stare at people unscrupulously because he is invisible, invisible, and traceless.

Yan Lin suddenly said: "Junior brother, he didn't carry a bag when he went downstairs just now, so—"

Xiao Qing's eyes lit up: "That diary!"

After the two finished speaking, they hurried back to building No. [-], and He Taiai quickly followed them to the second floor.Yan Lin in a black dress led the crowd into a ward. She picked up the schoolbag on the table against the wall, and took out a leather-covered diary.Although the book looks thick, it actually takes up half the thickness of the front and back covers. In addition, the diary seems to be turned frequently, so the gap between its pages is sufficient, making it look fluffy.

Xiao Qing breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still there."

Yan Lin didn't say anything, just looked down at the diary.

Seeing this, He Taiai immediately stood beside the two of them calmly and read the contents of the diary together.

This diary is a bit old, too, and there are hardly many people who write diaries by hand.This diary was written by a middle-aged man. From the content of the text, it can be seen that the middle-aged man had a happy life. He has a beautiful and gentle wife, and an obedient and sensible son.However, one day, his son was found to be terminally ill. They spent a lot of money to see a doctor for the child, but they could not get a cure. The savings of the two families so far were invested in it, and they even borrowed money from relatives and friends. In this way, it is just to let their son live in pain in this world for a while longer.

There are many information materials of well-known doctors at that time posted in the notebook, as well as some remedies that were probably cut from newspapers.

The more you look back, the more you can feel the anxiety of the diary owner. In the end, even through the text, you can feel the diary owner's despair.

The pressure of life, career, and family relationship made the owner of the diary overwhelmed. Just when he was about to collapse, when he came home that day, he found that his wife had...

strangled their son.

Because it is a diary, it is a very private record of mood and events, without the intention of showing it to others, but more of self-examination and soliloquy.Therefore, there are many very dark feelings that cannot be known by others, and they are written out in such a real and bloody way.

The owner of the diary said: "Although it was shameful to think about it afterwards, I was relieved at the moment when I saw the dead body of my son, as if I had finally shaken off the body that was so heavy that it was hard to bear during a long journey. The burden of breathing is average."

The son's funeral was handled very simply, and, except for a few creditors, no one was told about it.

This little life is like a stone, thrown into the water of time, sparking a small splash, and then sank to the bottom of the lake.

The owner of the diary said that people need to keep looking forward. He and his wife are not too old. Even if they consider having a second child, there is still time.

His wife is very depressed and tends to be depressed. The owner of the diary knows his wife's guilt, but he can't share the burden. He looks at his wife who is gradually withering like a flower whose stem has been cut off. As long as he is the one doing it.

But is it really so?Speaking of this, it is actually an afterthought that is completely useless.It's because he saw the result of the matter that he can say such a thing. Will he actually do it?Perhaps his wife chose to do it because she knew he couldn't do it.

He tried very hard to cheer his wife up.Two people get married and support each other. If they encounter difficulties, they need to work together to get through.If one of them can't hold on, the other will be stronger and take a step forward, and then bring his lover to cross the predicament together, just like what his previous wife did, but now, his wife is depressed, It was his turn to pick himself up.

But one day his wife looked at him gloomily and said softly, "I don't understand why you look so happy when your son is dead?"

The feelings between people are always incommunicable, even the closest people are no exception.

One day, the owner of the diary found that his wife suddenly looked radiant for some reason. She used to look at him with cold eyes. It was creepy to know whether she was going to die or he was going to die. After a big change, she became kind to him.

The owner of the diary was so terrified that he couldn't help but hide the knife in the briefcase he carried with him just in case.After spending several days in such a state of fear, the owner of the diary inexplicably found that his wife seemed to be the real joy in Congzi's heart.

While heaving a sigh of relief, the owner of the diary felt a new sense of crisis.His wife's behavior is absolutely abnormal. If she didn't want to kill him, then the biggest possibility left is having an affair.

With complicated emotions, the owner of the diary secretly flipped through his wife's belongings, and finally he found something unusual. He saw an extremely delicate brooch that his wife treasured.It was a warm red, a blood-weeping red, a nauseating red, a flower-shaped brooch with slender petals, eerily beautiful, like blood-red phalanges held together.

Except for roses, the owner of the diary does not recognize other types of flowers. This unknown flower brooch is so warm and unexplainably beautiful. He felt an inexplicable fear and returned the brooch to its original position. Unexpectedly, The next day, the wife went out wearing the brooch.

The owner of the diary, with some secret thoughts and restlessness, followed his wife. He thought with complicated emotions that he would see the adulterer in a cafe or a park or something, but unexpectedly, his wife The destination turned out to be the church.

His wife's lover, a follower of a certain religion, or maybe a... clergyman?

Anxiety and wronged anger, these negative emotions gnawed at the heart of the owner of the diary. Just when he was going to have a showdown and have a good talk with his wife, his wife suddenly told him happily that there was a surprise for him. He went home early that day.

The owner of the diary, who made countless guesses, would never have imagined that he actually saw his dead son.

He was a person who should have been cremated a long time ago, but he stood in front of him, and even smiled at him, but there was no smile in his eyes at the same time, it was clearly just a simple facial smile , like a lifeless puppet moving the corners of its mouth, it makes the hair stand on end.

The owner of the diary broke down and shouted: "Who is this man! Who is he?! Our son is long dead!"

Hearing this sentence, the wife who was still smiling and smiling suddenly turned gloomy, looked at him with a very terrifying cold gaze, and said softly: "What nonsense are you talking about, isn't our son always fine?"

Two similar faces, one big and one small, looked at him with the same cold eyes, it was like a nightmare.

The diary ends here.

After a quick glance at the next page, it makes one's back shiver inexplicably.

I saw that on the two sides of the paper at the back, there were densely packed small characters like ants crawling.

"New moon, new moon, new moon, new moon..." None of the three people present would have thought that they would say such a content. The countless words "new moon" were all over the paper, and every stroke and every stroke was transparent. With resentment in his eyes, his scalp was numb and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Yan Lin took a deep breath, and slowly turned the two sides over, and what was turned back were some scribbled notes, some texts and news reports cut from books and newspapers, and some old photos.

The handwriting in the notes is very illegible, and most of them are not sentences, just simple nouns, but He Taiai can tell that what is roughly written on it is the origin of the "New Moon" organization, including the establishment time, etc. Wait, there is also the organizational structure, and one of them is clearly circled with a pen, which is the "Pope" at the top. In addition, the most eye-catching sentence in the whole note is "'New moon 'is the branch of the 'New | Testament | Church | Church'", of course, mainly because the font of this sentence is the most neat.

New|Covenant|Teach|Will...

As soon as He Taiai saw these four words, he felt an indescribable headache. He remembered the crazy ghost he met in the "game" earlier, and even the eyelid of his right eye twitched.By the way, what is the saying, the left eye jumps for money, the right eye jumps for disaster?

The diary continued to turn backwards, and what followed these scribbled notes were some essays collected from various clippings.However, Yan Lin didn't plan to read it carefully at this time, so she just flipped through it quickly until the last page. The moment she saw it clearly, the two people present were stunned.

It was a black-and-white photo, and it was pasted horizontally across two pages.

The subject of the photo should be the girl smiling and looking at the camera indifferently.The girl has an unusually beautiful face, but at the same time there is a very subtle sense of inhumanity that cannot be ignored. I don't know if it is the photographer's emotions that seep into the lens, which makes people feel this way, or it is the real situation. That's it.

The reason for using the term center of gravity of the subject of the photo is because, besides the girl, there is another person in this photo.

A beautiful girl, her clothes are specially made.This specially tailored costume deliberately exposed her back.However, her back is not as smooth and attractive as that of ordinary young and beautiful girls, but a boy with half a body that has shrunk and shrunk.

It was a deformed conjoined twin.

Four words were written on the side of the photo - "Twin Popes".

For all the people present, He Taiai was more moved when he saw this photo than Yan Lin and Xiao Qing.Because although the boy only showed half of his face and his eyes were still closed, he did recognize it. The boy growing on the girl's back was clearly "White Feather".

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感谢在2020-01-0722:58:00~2020-01-0820:33:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Shen Jingxing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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