The motorcycle slid out so far. The motorcycle also fell in the middle of the road. Several passing vehicles almost hit the ground, and they all avoided it in a skewed manner.

Fortunately, this is a rush hour and the car is not fast.

In this case, the motorcycle running a red light is prominent.

Many office workers around were shouting, and some people shouted that they were racing cars yesterday and almost hit someone. Some people also said that they saw this racing cars every day when they go to and from work, and they overtook directly every time, without looking at traffic lights or pedestrians, and then they turned and passed by a sharp turn.

I was still in a daze, staring at Tang Zhuoxi's motionless corpse. Blood oozed from under her head and slowly flowed into the distance.

After the initial scream, Xu Weifang shut up and seemed to faint.

I was confused.

I should go to save Tang Zhuoxi now. At least, I can save her life.

But my body is stiff.

I saw something unique.

Tang Zhuoxi's blood was flowing. The ominous aura emanated from it was very strong, like an evil ghost standing in front of me, and also like a labor reform farm in the western suburbs appeared at this intersection.

No, that smell is more pungent than the zombies in the labor reform farm in the western suburbs and the previous basilisk monsters.

The rotten smell is deterrent.

Until now, no one has leaned over to observe Tang Zhuoxi's situation.

Everyone is far away.

The motorcycle rider was also lying on the ground, but someone went over and called out twice.

He seemed to be fine, got up from the ground, held his head, took off his helmet, revealing his wet hair. Blood dripped from his forehead and his body shook gently.

However, Tang Zhuoxi's body lost all reactions.

I saw Tang Zhuoxi's soul climbing up from her body. She was like a zombie in the movie, slowly getting up and twisting her body.

The ominous aura in the blood enveloped her, but did not invade her soul.

I smelled another yin energy. That kind of resentment, resentment...

Tang Zhuoxi's head turned 180 degrees and looked at the motorcycle.

I saw the dark red light in her eyes.

That was the evil look of the evil ghost.

She staggered and stood up, staring at the motorcycle.

Someone around screamed.

I looked up and saw the motorcycle that hit the bus wheel.

It was dragged by invisible force, slid out from the bottom of the bus, and stood upright.

There were more screams around me. I couldn't hear clearly what those people were calling.

I was completely stunned.

I thought I had seen enough horror scenes and supernatural phenomena.

However, during the peak hours of commuting and commuting, at the crowded intersection, a supernatural incident that appeared under the noses of everyone still made me unable to react.

I was wondering absurdly, why didn’t I see this sensational news tonight before going to bed?

With so many witnesses and maybe cameras, why is there no news?

This thought flashed through my mind.

I heard the roar of the engine.

I watched the motorcycle rush towards its original owner.

The person around the motorcycle fled in panic, but the motorcycle lost its reaction.

He was knocked down and crushed by the wheels.

What was terrible was that the car finally stopped on him, and the wheels were still turning rapidly.

The blood and flesh splattered, arousing louder shouts from the people around them.

I felt flesh and blood fly in front of me. I didn't touch me, but just landed on the asphalt road in front of me.

Too...too strange...

I think something is wrong.

It should be said that there are too many things that are wrong.

Everyone around was running away, as if they had seen a monster.

Further away, there were screams. Those people might not see what was going on, they just went with the flow.

The intersection is almost empty. The rest of the people are weak and cannot escape.

Xu Weifang was still lying on the sidewalk and was in a coma.

Tang Zhuoxi stood on his body, staring at the roaring motorcycle.

The motorcycle's flesh and blood were rubbed off layer after layer...

Finally, his body was divided into two, and there was a bloody smudge on the ground to distinguish it.

The motorcycle slammed and fell to the ground.

As if I vented all the resentment in my heart, I felt that Tang Zhuoxi's emotions became stable.

The curse breath did not dissipate.

Tang Zhuoxi's blood formed a blurry pattern on the ground.

The fierce light in her eyes was fading away and her figure became blurred.

I seemed to have seen a farce, and now the song is over.

I found that the night had passed and it was dawn.

I haven't been traumatized by my dreams for a long time, but now I'm empty and can't imagine anything.

Too ridiculous!

When I saw ghosts or Ye Qing, I didn’t think it was so absurd!

I picked up my phone, read the news headlines first, and then the homepage of the social networking website.

There is nothing.

Too ridiculous!!!

What's going on?

Did I really have a dream?

I felt unbelievable and subconsciously called Wu Ling's phone.

Wu Ling's voice was octave lower than before.

"I...I dreamed, I don't know..." I didn't know how to speak for a moment.

"You dreamed of Tang Zhuoxi's death?" Wu Ling asked.

"Yes." I felt relieved.

Not a simple nightmare.

Repeatedly, I thought it was not a simple nightmare, so the reality was even worse.

"How is her situation? Is it her ghost?" Wu Ling asked, his tone a little urgent.

"Yes, it's her ghost. She..." I opened my mouth and told Wu Ling hard what I saw.

Wu Ling pondered on the other end of the phone.

"Isn't this normal? And there is no news, and no one sends a message. What's going on? Speaking of which, ghosts and monsters should be killed... it's not accidents, but it should be... it's... "I can't find a suitable statement.

"The first thing you asked is that the top has suppressed the news, and the entire network has been closed. Keyword blocked and related content cannot be sent out. Now they seem to have discovered that a colleague in the circle has the ability to do this. The people from the expert database have begun to take over the management of public opinion in this regard." Wu Ling said.

A meaningless exclaim came out of my throat. I didn't know if I was really amazed, praised, or should I feel scared.

Now, speech control may have reached an extreme point.

"They also contact people from abroad. As for the information I learned before, there should be three or four people with similar abilities in the world. However, the scope of ability is very limited and they can only manage a certain amount of information. The meaning in the circle is that the situation is getting worse now and it is necessary to limit ordinary people. Large-scale brainwashing is impossible. So at least, don't spread the panic, don't have too many thoughts in this aspect, don't give birth to new spirits, even if it is an emergency measure. If possible, small-scale brainwashing work will be carried out. This is a global crisis. Although many people have different ideas, consensus can still be reached in this regard." Wu Ling said.

I still don't know how to answer.

"The second question you asked is not a sure answer in the circle. But based on the observations over the years, we have a superficial speculation. That is, all souls are actually implanted in a subconscious mind. This should be considered one of the solutions God has taken to deal with. That is, when a person dies, the soul becomes a ghost, and when they want to do something to a living person, the subconscious mind will choose a more hidden method. As you said, turn murder into an accident, or choose a place where there are no people and few people,
Chapter completed!