An Mu was always pulled by the ringtone.

She wanted to turn around, but her light body seemed to be out of control.

It was snowing heavily and the north wind was blowing, but An Mu didn't feel the cold at all.

She drifted forward like that, without any consciousness at all, only a slight sense of consciousness still existed.

I don’t know how long it took, but the surrounding scenery changed a few times, so she finally stopped in front of a dilapidated bungalow courtyard.

The ringtone stopped.

"You finally stopped shaking, and my ears hurt."

The bald man in the room cleaned his ears and complained with disgust.

The man, a few steps away, put down the ringing bell in his hand, his eyes full of excitement, and looked excitedly at the direction of the gate.

"What are you doing? Don't say you have shaken for a long time, you are going to the cottage now?" the bald man asked dissatisfied.

"She's here."

The man picked up a bright yellow dress painted with strange symbols on the torn chair in the house, raised his hand and put it on: "I'll bring her in."

“Who should I bring?”

The bald man looked around and saw that in the wilderness, in the mountains, let alone people, even a ghost could not be seen. What was this man talking about?

etc--

Ghost shadow...

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the wooden board in the middle of the room. The "thing" on it made him shudder.

A gust of cold wind blew in from the open door, making the bald head look towards the door.

The man gesturing something at the empty door, and then pointed at the side of the room, as if he was talking to something "people".

The picture was so weird that the bald man started to tremble.

Could this man really see that unclean thing?

At this moment, An Mu, who was at the gate, looked blankly at the man who appeared in front of him.

In her eyes, this person was full of golden light, as if he was as majestic as a god somewhere.

However, these golden lights were too strong, making An Mu unable to see the true appearance of this person.

"Can you... see me?" An Mu asked blankly.

Although her consciousness is a bit chaotic, she probably knows that she is an abnormal existence now and that ordinary people cannot see her.

"I asked you to come, of course I can see you." The person in front of me replied.

An Mu was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head and noticed that the man was holding a ringing bell in his hand.

The source of the ringtone has an answer.

"Get in--"

The man pointed to the room behind him and said.

"What are you doing when you go in?" An Mu kind of resisted entering the dilapidated house in front of him.

The house was too dilapidated, with the black walls and the black doors, which made her feel like a monster with a big mouth open.

As long as she goes in, she will completely devour her.

The man ignored An Mu's willingness and raised the ringing bell in his hand, and dingling jingling - he shook it with a rumor in his mouth.

He took three steps and An Mu, behind him, also stopped and stopped.

At this moment, An Mu felt like a pet being led by a stroll, and had no ability to resist at all.

When she walked into the house, An Mu hurriedly looked at the dimly lit room.

The inside of the house is as broken as it is outside.

It is said that the house is just a few small square tables and a few old chairs that are tattered.

However, there is still someone in the room.

This person looks familiar.

"Hey - what are you talking about in the middle of the night?" The bald man complained when he saw the man coming in.

The man looked behind him and smiled slightly: "Of course I brought the guests in."

"guest--"

The bald man looked behind the man. There was a ghost in the room besides the two of them?!

Bah, what a ghost isn’t a ghost? Where does the ghost come from in this world?

"Don't be nagging. If you don't sleep at night, you just pretend to be a god and scare me, right?" the bald man asked angrily.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bald man quickly said "sn't a pussy" again. I don't know what's wrong today, why can you always think of the word "ghost".

"What I promised you will be fulfilled tonight."

The man calmly placed the bell in his hand on the side of the wooden board and said leisurely: "You have prepared the remaining 200,000."

"Bah—If it weren't for the snow in the mountains and the road was blocked, I would have left yesterday!"

When the bald man heard this, he became even more angry: "You took a long time to keep this smelly thing here, and then told me that you can deal with the woman named An. Are you teasing me?"

Speaking of this, the bald man spat and cursed: "Old, I am also worried about lard. Why did you believe your nonsense? I threw hundreds of thousands in, and finally got bad luck!?"

"I can wait until you come out of the mountain and then collect money when you see the news that the woman is dead."

The man sneered in a sinister sneer and said, "But, don't think about stolen money, otherwise your fate will be the same as hers!"

"Okay, as long as the one named An dies, I will give you money without saying a word! If you are not dead... you have to spit out the money you gave you before!" said bald man hatefully.

This man...

An Mu's head was now completely uncontrollable. She tried hard to listen to the conversation between the two of them. Is the woman named An who they said was her?

But when did she provoke these two people?

"I have been glorious all my life with the joy of hiking, but I was so scared by the yellow-haired girl that she hid in and hid in Tibet. When the mountain road is opened, if this woman doesn't die, I will settle the score with her in person!" The bald man said gritting his teeth.

Happy hiking! It's him!

An Mu, who was standing in the corner, suddenly realized and said why this person looked very familiar.

It turns out to be a happy hiking mountain.

However, he has not heard from him this year, so why did he suddenly appear here?

Where is this?

The man with golden light on his body didn't care about the nagging of Lehiking.

He turned around and looked at An Mu, and said, "Dust returns to dust, soil returns to soil, you don't have to resent me. Originally, you were the dead person, and now I'm just sending you to the place you should go! Get ready to go!"

Before An Mu could react, a snowy white flashed in front of him.

The man raised his hand and lifted the white cloth covered with the wooden board.

When the white cloth landed on the ground, An Mu completely opened his eyes.

Isn’t it her who is lying on it?

Although she didn't look very good at this moment, her face and hands were covered with black corpse spots, and many places were stitched with thread, but An Mu still recognized herself at a glance.

At this moment, her body looked like a rag doll that had been sewn, looking weird and ugly.

"Get in, Murong Xiaoxiao."

The man picked up the bell at his hand and shook it gently. An Mu couldn't help but take a step forward.

Even though the person in front of him was "self", An Mu didn't want to enter this terrible body at all.

"I am An Mu! Why are you targeting me?" An Mu shouted desperately.

In the few seconds of talking, she had one foot into her body on the wooden board.

The man ignored her and yelled strange and difficult words while yelling.

No matter how An Mu shouted, the man was unmoved.

Her uninspiring head suddenly realized what this man was going to do.
Chapter completed!