An hour later, Chen Yi parked his bicycle on the side of the road in sweat. An old man in the back seat praised him and praised him repeatedly, watching him leave.

His anger had long subsided. The purposeless search for the martial arts museum was just a fool's act.

It is not too far from his home to send this old man here, so it is better to go back and look through the yellow pages.

When he got home, Chen's mother had already returned, but Chen's father did not.

Wenwen sat down on the sofa in the living room, while Chen's mother complained angrily.

"I will never go out to eat with him next time. When I go to the table, I will scold this and that. I have to drink alcohol. The more I drink, the more I talk. Sometimes I say that you two children can't find them to work hard for him. Sometimes I say that I am an unreasonable woman. He blinded me and married me... I'm sorry that he still wants to be face every day. When his comrades-in-arms don't look at him as jokes, he says and cry, but he can't find them himself! It's a happy thing for fellow villagers to have dinner and gather together, but he just says this. Others are so annoyed that they can't say in person that he has to be patient and comfort him..."

Chen's father had this problem, which was not in the past. Before Chen's mother moved to this city, Chen's father always seemed full of energy. His achievements among his comrades and fellow villagers were considered to be the most prominent ones in his circle of friends. He never talked about his experience of suffering and sweetness when eating and drinking.

It was probably the influence of the family atmosphere. It was probably the second year after Chen's mother settled down. Chen's father was unscrupulous when he drank too much in front of his relatives for the first time. Later, it seemed that he gradually became a habit, and developed from the circle of relatives to the circle of friends and friends. No matter how many people he was in front of, he chatted and laughed with people the moment before, and then he turned cloudy and criticized Chen's mother and two children for not being wrong. Then he was covered in clouds, and he was crying.

At the beginning, Chen's mother would dissuade him, but the result of the dissuasion was that Chen's father scolded him even more angrily at the dinner table. Later, Chen's mother was as silent as Chen Yi and his sister, and lowered her face in embarrassment.

I don't know when Chen Yi encountered this scene again at the dinner table, and he didn't know if this was shameless. However, he found that Chen's father's good friends, comrades and relatives were not as emotionally sincere as the beginning. Most of them said a few perfunctory words indifferently, and only a few would listen to him and tell him.

Once after the dinner, Chen Yi came out of the bathroom in the hotel and happened to hear the wife of a comrade-in-arms in Chen's father talking.

"Old Chen is really! He always says this when he drinks too much during meals, which makes everyone part in disagreement... He also always says why my sister-in-law is not good. I see that he speaks so badly at the dinner table over the years, and my sister-in-law never contradicts me!"

It was from then on that time that Chen Yi vaguely understood the principle that family scandals should not be made public.

Yes, Chen's mother was not talking back to Chen's father outside, and maybe she was unwilling to be as embarrassing as Chen's father, or maybe she thought it was a very private matter. She would complain only when she got home, and Wenwen and Chen Yi became listeners.

"I'll give it some noodles."

Chen Yigang stood up, but Chen's mother had already stopped him.

"It's not enough to eat noodles. Your sister didn't go out for lunch. How can she be full when she only ate noodles at night? I'll go to cook, and you two will help wash and cut vegetables."

Chen’s mother is always like this. Even if she had a big fight with Chen’s father, she would definitely not be careless when she was having a meal. If she was in a bad mood, she would say that Chen Yi or Wenwen would simply make some food, or noodles or fried rice with eggs.

After dinner, Chen's mother went to bed early, but Chen's father still had not returned.

Chen Yi looked through the yellow pages but didn't see the contact number of the martial arts museum. She had no choice but to do anything. She was so angry that she grabbed the book and read it. After a moment, she felt that a word could not be seen, so she threw it away.

The phone extension at the bedside was bright red and inadvertently caught his eye. He suddenly remembered his recent hallucinations.

He still remembers Li Yin's phone number on the caller ID in the hallucination.

He hesitated for a while, and although he felt it was ridiculous, he picked up the microphone and pressed the string of numbers.

'The number you dialed is an empty number, please verify and then dial... The number you dialed is an empty number, please verify and then dial...'

Even though he had known this, he still felt lost in his heart.

‘It was indeed just a daydream…’ He told himself this idea more than once, but Li Yin in the dream was indeed too beautiful, even making him feel that there was no flaw in beauty.

‘Let’s daydream just daydream. Now I close my eyes, Li Yin will come out soon…’

Of course this was just a joke that Chen Yi made to himself. Tonight he just wanted to go to bed earlier.

But when he closed his eyes, he heard a strange voice in his mind.

‘Slave…traitor…price…’

It seemed to come from the body, and it seemed to come from the unknown distant universe. At this moment, Chen Yi seemed to be in the colorful sky of the galaxy, with a red light rushing towards him. Before he could see the coming things clearly, his vision went dark, and he suddenly opened his eyes and returned to the room.

What did he feel?

The garden on the east side of the balcony window is drowsy under the moonlight.

He could not see anything, but he just felt that the things in the garden were bright red and fluttering under the trees.

‘Crashing a ghost again?’

Without hesitation, he grabbed a short sword, but felt it was not enough, so he picked out the amulet tether and hung it on it. He opened the living room door with a slight hand and walked downstairs and headed straight for the garden.

The cement driveway in the center of the garden further east is a sewage river.

Just on the bank of the sewage river, Chen Yi saw a woman with long hair, her graceful figure almost aroused imagination. If she had not grasped her head and face with one hand, grabbed the man's long hair with the other, and hit her knee hard.

‘Why do I always encounter this kind of thing this year!’

He remembered the old man who met last night, and saw that the perpetrator had no weapon, so he quickly walked over and shouted "Stop!".

The murderer's movement stopped abruptly, his long hair shook, and his face turned around was revealed while flying.

Chen Yi was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how to describe it. He just felt that this woman's face was as mature as her figure, and beautiful as her figure, which made people unable to help but be attracted, and even imagined.

The woman waved her palm at him and signaled her to pass.

Chen Yi couldn't help but slow down with caution, fearing that the other party would be concerned about the victim who was being grabbed by her long hair while she was holding it.

Seeing this, he was so shocked that he couldn't take any steps!

Then there is no one! It is clearly a skeleton with layers of skin!

The skeleton's feet were dragged to the ground without strength, and a pool of dark red mixed with green and white mud.

Chen Yi couldn't help but think of a terrifying possibility and hurriedly pressed his stomach tightly.

"Those on the ground! Those on the ground..."

The woman's eyes are filled with smiles, a little funny, a little indifferent to being used to.

"Of course the ground is the pulp that shattered blood and flesh..."

Chen Yi's stomach was churning and she couldn't stop vomiting. She was finally squeezed and pressed hard by her five fingers.

"I'm not killing people." The woman waved her hand with a smile to signal him to approach. How dare Chen Yi dared at this moment? The woman grabbed the skeleton's skin with helpless and irritable look on her face.

The skin was pulled by her like a deflated ball for more than half a meter long, and it was still unharmed.

Until the woman's hands, which were holding her long hair, shook one after another, for more than ten seconds, the layer of skin she was pulling seemed to suddenly crack and the things inside fell out.

What fell out was a pile of bones that had seen in the biology class, but it burst into bright colors in an instant. The light lasted for a short moment and there was nothing left.

Chen Yi rubbed her eyes, but it was indeed gone.

There is no smoke, no odor, no carbon ash after burning out.

If it wasn't a trick, it wasn't for his eyes to have something wrong. He couldn't help but wonder if this was annihilation of positive and anti-matter that he had seen in the book. The real energy disappeared, and matter canceled out each other, so no matter gas was left behind.

The woman shook the skin in her hand, and didn't know what tricks she used, but the skin suddenly disappeared out of thin air under Chen Yi's intent gaze.

"Do you know what dark matter is?"

Chen Yi felt that what she encountered tonight was very strange, so she nodded and knew something.

"What you just saw was the phenomenon of annihilation. Of course, humans will not be annihilated after death, because humans are composed of positive matter."

Chen Yi also knew that everything the earth and even humans could observe was composed of positive matter, and the existence of dark matter was based on theory. Whether there was a world of dark matter and creatures, according to the current relevant information, there was no definite conclusion.

"Is it a ghost?"

The woman gathered her long hair and walked under the tree with some fatigue, standing against the tree.

"The relevant departments of the country M believe that they are alien creatures with higher technological advancement than human evolution. The XX area believes that they are slaves of King Angolumoya, the prophecy of the doomsday of Nostradamus. The XX believe that they are followers of the devil Satan... There are also those opposites. Almost all cult organizations in the world believe that they are messengers sent by the True God to the Pure World."

"Norstradamus's prophecy of the end of the world?" Chen Yi had never heard of it, let alone understand it.

The woman smiled and raised her hand to throw a book that she had changed from nowhere.

"I happened to finish reading it, I'll give it to you! If you are interested, take a look."

The woman left the tree and walked straight into the cement lane. After a moment, a red sports car rushed over.

She waved her hand without looking back and went in.

"You haven't said what our country thinks..."

Chen Yi was chasing and shouting, but before he could finish his conversation, the red sports car had turned into a Mercedes-Benz meteor, flashing out of his sight.
Chapter completed!