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Chapter 2061 Letters from the dead (7)

Footsteps sounded in the video, and some figures appeared one after another in the picture. They approached the men, but the camera did not capture their faces. The bodies captured by the camera were a bit strange. Not only were they tall, fat and thin, they were not very dressed like ordinary people. The black robe walking in the front had a wide body, blocking the figures of the people behind. The corners of the clothes exposed by the people behind were mostly dark, but it can be seen that some were dressed very gorgeously, while others were tattered.

The footsteps approached and became dull. The figures approached, like a cloud of darkness surrounding the man.

The man trembled gently, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat.

The ghosts emitting yin energy did not speak, but just reached out and grabbed the man.

The man struggled subconsciously and raised his head, as if he had seen something that shocked him, and suddenly lost his resistance.

I can see the breath of death in the video.

This surprised me.

The man was dragged and only the sound of the chair being overturned.

Those people surrounded the man, hit the table, and kept the camera moving.

The man made a vague cry.

The laptop keyboard appears in the video, which scrolls immediately after the camera, as if it is falling to the ground.

The man's feet appeared.

Among the people surrounding him, there were no feet.

The camera continues to move, being kicked and rolls.

The notebook was closed and the lens turned black.

But the next second, the camera suddenly lit up.

At this time, the lens had moved a long position.

There are many heads appearing in the picture.

Those heads are different, including skeletons, red-skinned monsters, and pale-faced monsters...

I saw the poster on the wall. The typical Mistress look surprised me again.

The lens turns again.

At this time, I can confirm that the "lens" has changed. It is not the lens of a notebook, but the eyes of a man.

I have experienced this vision many times in my dreams and have been able to make a judgment.

I can even look at the picture and imagine the scene where a man is dragged, brought down, and pulled.

It was not his dead relatives and friends who broke into the man's residence, but a group of death gods.

These symbols of death are the same as those of Ms. Sit, and should be spirits.

But now, each of them has yin energy on them.

As the man struggled and moved, I saw more scenes in the room.

Men should be fond of the concept of "death". Posters, abstract paintings, sketches for animation and movies... books, models, artworks placed in cabinets... collections in houses are all related to death.

I suddenly thought of the carrier of Ms.

The carrier should be in the men's collection.

As I was thinking, the symbols of death in the video showed changes in appearance.

The skeleton God of Death grew flesh and skin, and turned into a ghost. The red-skinned monster had its weird color and turned into a ghost, but it was more burly than the previous ghost.

They change one by one.

The man's struggle has become weaker.

He said something, but the sound was too light and he could only hear a buzzing sound. There were no subtitles below the video.

The man was lifted up and continued to walk out, leaving the room.

There was a dazzling sunshine in the video.

A young man stood in the sunshine. There was also a figure standing beside him.

My heart thumped.

The figure wearing a wide sleeves and wide robe was undoubtedly a costume ghost.

The boy smiled, full of complacentness.

The ancient costume was in a casual manner, and raised a courier form.

The boy quickly moved his sight and stared at the express delivery order, his eyes becoming hot.

The man turned his head, as if he wanted to see clearly the person who was holding him.

An old lady appeared in the video, following the man.

"Grandma..." the man shouted, this time the voice was clear and the subtitles were translated.

After that sound, tears should have flowed out of the man's eyes. The video image became wet and blurry.

"Ha...I have imagined many times...I have imagined many times when we meet again...but..." The man's voice seemed to be separated by a layer of cloth, and his voice became a little strange.

The picture suddenly became clear, and the old lady could be seen sitting on the rocking chair, the man sat on the ground, looking up at her. Somewhat dissonant was that there were children's toys at the man's feet. The man in the picture suddenly became a little boy. In a blink of an eye, he saw the gray world again. The old lady stood there waiting. The man rushed to her in one breath and bent down and hugged her shoulders. Suddenly, the adult man became an old man, and he could just hold the old lady's shoulders without having to bend down.

"It's really not easy to find you, it's much easier to catch you."

The boy's voice broke those scenes.

The man turned his head, and a boy and a costume ghost appeared in the video.

The boy withdrew his gaze and no longer stared at the express delivery order. Instead, he said arrogantly to the man: "You are so strange. All your powerful abilities fall into the hands of the waste. The abilities should be controlled by the person who matches them."

After he made an announcement, a yin energy emerged from his body and rushed towards the man.

The video was covered with a layer of yin energy, like fog, which made me feel a little confused about the scene.

The man groaned.

It can be seen that his vision is distracted and his focal length is lost.

The lens image is presented in this way, but just when I thought the image was about to disappear, it became clear again.

The Yin Qi was withdrawn, but the camera had already undergone a major shift before it knew it.

The figures of those ghosts appeared in the camera. The old lady and other ghosts all had dull expressions.

I've seen it clearly this time.

They have their own yin energy and the yin energy of ancient costume ghosts.

Suddenly, their figures became extremely blurred, as if they were evaporating on the spot.

"Just that was ruined? They had some strange power." The boy's voice sounded very close.

"I'm not interested." The costume ghost replied coldly.

The boy looked at the ancient costume ghost. To be precise, he looked at the express delivery order.

"I'll leave it to you." The ancient costume ghost let go.

Before the express delivery order was placed, it was caught by the boy with yin energy.

He laughed out loud and shook the express delivery form. The form style on it changed significantly. The words "Yi Xun Express" were also changed to foreign language.

The hem of the ancient costume ghost disappeared directly from a corner of the picture.

The boy laughed twice again, continued to swing the express delivery order in his hand, his eyes moved, and stepped into the door.

He walked into the room leisurely and entered the room where the man had just recorded the video.

The room was a little messy. It was more noticeable than the room that seemed to have passed by a fight, and the girl sitting on it.

Mingsit seemed to hear the footsteps, turned his head and stared at the boy coldly.

The boy's gaze obviously deflected slightly, the focus fell on the poster on the wall, and moved to the small figure on the table.

The carrier of Ms. S. should be one of them.

My heart was raised, for fear that the boy would destroy Mingshi's body at once.

The video continues to rotate and returns to Mingsit.

It seems that the young man did not think about taking action against Mingsit's carrier, but came for her. It may also be that he wanted to say something before he started.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately held my breath again.

Yin Qi emerged from Mingshit's body.

I stared at Mingsit from a spirit to a ghost and sensed the breath of death. This time, the breath of death gathered on Mingsit.

As Miscet disappeared, the breath of death also disappeared.

I was completely stunned.

That disappearance is like the demise of a ghost just now, like the demise of any ghost.

"I'm a little conscious." The boy smacked his lips.

The video was turned. The boy didn't want to attack the things in the room at all, so he walked out directly.

Until then, the screen stopped and the progress bar reached the terminal.

"What does this mean?" asked the thin man blurted out, "That is the Mingshit you mentioned by Brother Qi? There are other ghosts...what is this?"

I shook my head, and was a little confused.
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