The Death Knell

The ghost who escaped from the factory just ran aimlessly in the city until he regained his senses and realized that he didn't know where he was.

It looked like an ordinary alley, the surrounding buildings made of ice and snow blocked the sky, and the dark shadows covered the trash cans and vending machines, and he shrank in the shadows holding the fish head.

It was very unfamiliar here. He quickly touched his robe and found that the mobile phone had not been brought, but had been left in the locker room.

This is broken, those mysterious men in suits will definitely find the phone, find their place, and...

He started beating himself on the head, blaming himself for being a waste, but there was a vague idea in his heart, if these lunatics found their rental house and killed Sithone inside, would it be a good thing? Woolen cloth?

Thinking of this, he calmed down, perhaps due to the influence of the darkness nearby, his thinking gradually became cold.

From the beginning of escape and self-blame, it became how to use the hands of those people to kill the rival, while she rescued the cow and became her hero.

And if you want to do that, there's only one way.

"I hope what the fish seller said is true..." He took a deep breath, cupped the mysterious fish head in both hands, and watched the dead fish staring at him, as if he saw the cow's The same godless eyes.

He tried to focus his attention and all his energy on the fish head, put all his love for cows into the fish head, and kept chanting his wish that he wanted Sithone to die, Want the clown cow to return to his arms.

The eyes of the fish head glowed red, and suddenly it turned into a gem in the shape of a fish head, full of an inexplicable, but very familiar power.

In this light, he felt an unprecedented warmth, and saw himself back in the rental house, enjoying dinner by candlelight with the clown cow, her masked face smiling and calling his name Ghost, He also fed himself milk.

The fireplace behind him seemed to be heating up, and everything was so beautiful.

"puff."

As the nostrils were dilated again, the vision before him disappeared. .

Instead of spending Valentine's Day with the cows in the warm rental house, the ghost in the green robe is still in the cold alley, leaning between the dumpster and the vending machine, holding the fish head in his hand.

He couldn't help but look disappointed, but then he felt that he wasn't doing enough, maybe he wasn't focused enough, maybe it was some other reason, but this fish head has proven useful.

Well, if it is really a wishing fish head, you can live a good life yourself.

"Sishorne dies, the cows come back to me, Sithone dies, the cows come back to me..."

It was still silent before, but this time he closed his eyes and said aloud, pouring all his energy into the fish head.

The red light came on again, and he saw a new scene.

In the warm rental house, the clown cow snuggled on his shoulders, the huge cow's head gently rubbed his face, and his godless eyes saw everything in his heart.

The two sides were so intimate, she picked up a bowl of cream from the side, dipped it in strawberries, and fed it into her mouth with a smile...

"puff!"

Clogged his nostrils, he withdrew from that mysterious state of meditation again, which made him almost die of anger!

But at this time, he suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulders, as if some weight had left his body and left his back.

After waiting for a while and finding that the nostrils were no longer blocked, he prepared to continue using the power of the fish head.

I didn't succeed twice before, maybe my wish was too big, so this time I'll just follow the steps.

"Sishorn dies, Sishorn dies..."

He began to read this out loud, and then the fish head responded to him, the red light engulfed him, and he felt an unprecedented warmth in this light.

He and the clown cow have a child, and we all live together in a luxurious villa. At this moment, we are living Christmas Eve, with all kinds of tempting food on the table, and even a huge turkey.

"Honey, will we be together forever?" he asked the clown cow, looking into each other's empty eyes.

The cow smiled, she nodded lightly, and put her hoof on the back of her hand: "Yes, we will be happy."

In the red light, he saw familiar people smiling at him, and he couldn't help but smile back at them, and said with emotion:

"It's so nice, so warm..."

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"Slade, Sithone killed himself with the Chaos Magic Curse?"

The Dead Servant who came to the snowy alley pulled Sishorn with his foot. Before he died, this guy was holding the smelly fish head in his hand, with a smile on his face. It can be said to be quite strange:

"I don't know if it's my illusion. Why is there a sense of the same style as a little girl who sells matches. I seem to have seen this story somewhere."

The younger cousin of the brain cancer patient scratched his head, and his memory loss caused him to actually not remember the story of the little girl.

The green cloak of the corpse had been covered with a thin layer of snow, as if the sky wanted to bury the poor man.

The Eight Demon Gods came, and so did the God Eater, and even the yawning Brain Axe.

A group of people stood in the small alley, looking at Sishorn's body with different expressions.

But Deathstroke has no sympathy, he just smiled and flashed his lightsaber, methodically dismembering Sithone:

"Actually it shouldn't be like this. The story I prepared for him was that the fake Sishorn was killed by these eight people. The real Sishorn escaped with the cow and the magic fish head. Then the two hid in Dungeon Labyrinth, and then met another clown cow on the road. The three experienced all kinds of love and hatred, and then the conflict between Cow No. 1 and No. 2 broke out. I arranged all the Korean drama plots I knew, and the final ending was No. 1 hugging The plot of going to sea with Sishorn's head... But it's okay now, it's a famous story anyway."

"Ah, it's a pity that UU is reading www.uukanshu.com, I didn't see it." Angboda sighed regretfully, she waved her hand to stop the heavy snow: "I want to read that story too."

"It should be that Sithone had evil thoughts when he used your so-called magic fish head. He thought he was a ghost, so he wanted to make a wish to let his love rival die. As a result... our world, our universe, remains the same. Think he's Sithone and don't care what color he wears."

Ao Shutu's voice was still pleasant, but it also brought a bit of loneliness. After all, both Set and Sishorn died today, and the old enemy disappeared like this. She would inevitably feel a little regretful.

Sishorn actually killed himself.

"Hey, why are you talking about that? Everyone divides the corpses and takes the corpses home to understand the rules of chaos. Who wants the left hand?"

Su Ming, whose face was splattered with black blood, held a cigarette in his mouth and greeted him with a tone like selling meat in a vegetable market. Invite the demons.

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