Xia Yuxi opened her eyes, her emotions a bit complicated.
I have to say that using [telepathy] to explore memories is much more exciting than watching a mystery video. It is almost the same as being there, but sometimes it is a bit scary.
The last scene in the memory of the deceased was the faces of Lao Zhang and Aunt Mei. Their expressions were obviously a bit strange. They squatted cautiously on the edge of the bed, with only half of their heads exposed, as if they were secretly observing.
The smile on his face was indescribably weird, not human at all, cold and numb, and seemed a little raw.
Xia Yuxi's ability is not just as simple as checking memories. The core is to touch the soul, so she can clearly feel the feelings of the deceased at that time——
Doubts, fears, regrets...
And nausea.
While she felt the same way, she also had some doubts.
Logically speaking, [Telepathy] should only be able to see a small part of the deceased's memory before death. However, although this memory is strange, it should not be the cause of the deceased's death.
Otherwise, according to the memory of the deceased, even if he died, he should have died in a small village. How could the body appear on the path up the mountain of Zieshou Mountain?
Unless that village is in the Mountain of Hidden Beasts.
Her thoughts were racing, and she was about to let go and release the power, but suddenly she felt a huge consciousness from the corpse.
It felt like something was waking up.
at the same time.
Not far away, Bai Mo, who looked puzzled, seemed to suddenly notice something, his movements stopped, and the shadow under him twisted invisibly, looking in a certain direction.
The air quietly became dull, and the temperature slowly rose, like suppressed anger.
Lu Zhan was the first to realize something was wrong and quickly blocked Bai Mo's sight with his body.
But Xia Yuxi didn't notice anything. All her attention was focused on the corpse on the ground. She could feel in her heart that a new memory seemed to suddenly emerge in this corpse.
……but why?
A second memory appeared in the corpse's mind. She had never encountered this situation before. It couldn't be a flashback, right?
This memory came without warning, as if it appeared out of thin air. She was worried that something might go wrong, so she quickly retracted her arm and did not intend to continue reading the mind.
However, a strange scene occurred.
The moment Xia Yuxi stretched out her hand, the corpse on the ground suddenly reached out and grabbed her, as if it wanted her to see something.
The touch was cold and biting. Although the strength was not great, it was enough to prevent her from getting out, and her ability continued uncontrollably.
Fortunately, Lu Zhan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and separated Xia Yuxi from the body in time. However, although his reaction was quick, it seemed that it was already too late.
Xia Yuxi had closed her eyes. After a brief period of darkness, she saw a picture again.
…
The night is deep and the moon is high.
Under the night, the city seemed to be completely asleep. The air was dry and hot. It was supposed to be a hot summer day, but the temperature in this area was inexplicably low.
What you see is full of ruins, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, red and black intertwined, and you don’t know what is buried.
Gray mist shrouded the room area, no light came out of any room, and the surroundings were silent and eerily quiet.
The street lights on the street were dim and weak, and the lights seemed to be swallowed up by darkness and could only illuminate a small area. There seemed to be something floating in the continuous shadows.
"Be careful!"
Suddenly, a slight voice broke the silence, sounding quite calm, but hiding vigilance.
At the same time, several lights passed through the fog, and someone entered the fog area.
A short-haired man wearing a strange black uniform looked back and saw the mist floating strangely, like a living thing. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but tighten the dagger in his hand.
There were four people beside him, three of whom were wearing the same black clothes as him, with stern faces, holding exaggerated-looking firearms, and walking calmly, as if they had received professional training.
Several people followed Inn Tou silently, looking around cautiously from time to time. Finally, a one-eyed man holding a gun spoke. He looked at the young man in civilian clothes at the back of the team and hesitated: "Captain, this guy
He's just a support worker, why did you bring him into this place?"
He used a bright flashlight to scan around, but he could only see a small area clearly, and he was even more worried, "And he doesn't have a weapon yet..."
"Shut up." Chun Tou didn't look back and interrupted him calmly, "Are you questioning my decision?"
"I'm the captain, just listen to me."
The man opened his mouth, but in the end he said nothing and looked at the young man apologetically.
I'm afraid this guy is still a student, I'm sorry...
The young man just lowered his head and his body trembled slightly. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or because he felt uncomfortable in this place.
“It’s so quiet.”
The fog does not affect vision, but it can affect light. The visual range of a group of people is very small, and they are no different from blind people in the dark.
Suddenly, the young man's nose moved with his head lowered.
At the same time, the short-haired man seemed to have discovered something. He suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction, his face darkening.
"A very strong smell of blood, and a weird feeling..."
He motioned for everyone to follow him, guarded the sharp knife in front of him, and walked forward cautiously.
Seeing the appearance of the short-haired man, the three people behind him did not dare to be careless, and immediately became vigilant. The bullets were loaded and the three guns were pointed in different directions.
Only the young man stood alone at the back, at a loss. He had neither a weapon to defend himself nor a flashlight to illuminate him. He probably couldn't even escape in the darkness.
However, no one paid attention to him because no one could guarantee what would happen next.
"Follow me closely."
At this moment, the one-eyed man who spoke for him secretly turned his head, whispered a reminder, and then continued to remain alert.
The young man glanced at him, nodded, and said nothing.
In the following time, everyone felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if there was some terrible monster hidden in front of them.
Fortunately, there was no danger along the way, and everyone finally stopped in front of a somewhat complete house.
The door was unlocked and the lights were not turned on. It was pitch dark behind the door and I didn't know what was hidden.
Cun Tou opened the door without hesitation, and the smell of blood immediately hit his face.
Everyone's expressions froze, and they knew clearly that there might be a big problem in this room.
Chun Tou turned his back to the crowd, his eyes flickering for a moment, and when he turned his head, his expression had become calm. He waved to the young man and ordered in a low voice: "You, go in and explore the way."
The young man suddenly raised his head, revealing an extremely pale face. He licked his lips and stared at the short-haired man.
In the darkness of the night, Cuntou looked at him with an expressionless face.
