"Xiao Lin, are you here?" An old voice came from the outer room. A one-armed old man opened the curtain with one hand. When he saw Su Lin standing with a knife, he was frightened. "Xiao Lin, what are you doing? Your grandfather

If you have a knife, don’t just take it out and play with it!”

"It turns out to be Mr. Li, are you okay?" Su Lin pretended to be calm, with a smile on his face, but he did not relax his vigilance.

Master Li is a comrade-in-arms of Grandpa Su Lin. He lost his left arm in the battle against the Japanese bandits. Now he travels between villages every month, delivering messages and goods to people.

Mr. Li, who was carrying a wooden box, held a cloth bundle in his hand and looked at Su Lin nervously.

"Before Wang Xiucai hanged himself, he asked me to bring this to you. I'll leave this for you." Mr. Li hurriedly put down the package, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, looked back and reminded, "Xiao Lin, this knife is for you."

It’s okay to play with it at home, but don’t take it out, or you’ll be arrested by the government.”

"Of course, of course." Su Lin smiled and replied.

When the footsteps outside completely disappeared, Su Lin sheathed the knife, picked up the package on the ground and unwrapped it. Inside was a letter and a blood-stained silk skirt.

[Sincerely, Brother Su:

Brother Su, I haven’t seen you for so many years. How are you?

When you received this letter, I was already lost in my soul. Before writing this letter, I thought about it and finally realized that among my many relatives and friends, you are the only one who can believe me, even though you once said

Although you are an atheist, you have also told me about something called "science".

I think only people like you can believe me.

Ah Xue is the apple of my master's eye. She and I have been in love for many years. Although we have not yet gotten married, I already regard her as my beloved wife.

Just last year, she and I were engaged, but seven days ago, I saw her die in a dead wood forest with my own eyes. Her internal organs were dissected alive, her head was cut off, and she was placed on the bank. I will report this to the police.

The government and county police officers turned a blind eye to the corpse.

I know that this is not their fault, because it is not only them, but also my master.

Everyone had forgotten about Ah Xue. They couldn't see Ah Xue's body, and they couldn't recognize that there was a boudoir in Master's home where a young lady lived. It was obviously a woman's bedroom, but they said it was a guest room!

I still can't understand all these things.

My mind was in chaos and I had a lot of thoughts, but I concluded that there was a demon at work in Longyuan County!

This is not just nonsense on my part, but there are all kinds of strange things that make people think about it.

At that time, I lost my beloved wife and was devastated. However, not long after A Xue died, the young master of the local family member Li also disappeared. He was a good friend of my classmate. I hadn’t seen him for many days, so I went to visit, but I heard that Li

The official claimed that he had no children but one daughter.

I still kept my friend's poems and poems, and showed them to his father, but he couldn't see the writing on the paper.

Just yesterday, Butcher Zheng didn't come to the morning market. I asked several times and everyone in the county had forgotten about this person.

Within a few days, Butcher Zheng's wife and children also disappeared. I think they were killed by demons.

Recently, I have a vague feeling that there is always a disturbing sight following me, especially when I am alone, so I try to avoid being alone except at night.

I think the demon has found me. Maybe one day I will be killed by the demon. At that time, people in the world will forget about Wang Xiaofeng. Even if I leave my last words, no one will send it out for me.

Recently I have been tossing and turning and have trouble sleeping and eating. I feel that no matter what, I must tell you about this!

Brother Su, Brother Su! You are my close friend. You should know that Wang is by no means a weak person. He did not go to the underworld to sacrifice his love, just so that you can receive this letter. The package contains the clothes of his deceased wife when she died. I wonder if you can see it.

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After that, he wrote tens of thousands of words, describing everything he had experienced in these days. It could be said that everything was detailed and no detail was missed.

At the end of the letter, a few tears are clearly visible.

[This is all I have said, I hope you will never forget it. Paper is short but love is long, but I cherish it. ——Wang Xiaofeng, the last work. 】

Su Lin gently folded the letter and sighed: "Brother Wang, have a good trip."

Wang Xiaofeng used his own death to allow himself to receive this final letter, and the value contained in this letter was by no means simply revealing the existence of the demon.

He let Su Lin know that demons are not elusive and unknowable things like ghosts.

After Wang Xiaofeng noticed that Ashue was dead, he was obviously targeted by the demon, but he was not killed by the demon immediately.

In this situation, there are only two possibilities. One is that the demon does not have human intelligence, and the other is that the demon could not kill him at that time.

Judging from the strange sight Wang Xiaofeng repeatedly felt, the demon was probably waiting for an opportunity, but it could not kill him.

If Su Lin's guess is correct, if the demon wants to kill someone, some conditions must be met!

Su Lin took Su Lingyu's hand and walked out of the house. Su Xiao'e's body was still lying under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, only three feet away from him.

The situation was urgent just now and he never had time to deal with it.

Of course, Su Lin didn't actually want to deal with it. He had a different view of life and death than the people of Daxia. He had no concept of gods and ghosts. He believed that people had value only while they were alive. At that time, people's emotions and bodies were very precious.

But once a person dies, his body is just a pile of meat, no different from the pork and beef sold in a butcher shop, it only has biological value.

The dignity and respect that people gave to that person during his lifetime have nothing to do with this pile of meat. He is no longer a familiar person, will not accept anyone's love, and will not love anyone.

Back then, he and his grandfather met at the Battle of Longtan. They had been through life and death together, and they were used to separations. Children as old as him were stabbed to death by Japanese thieves, and people in several villages were slaughtered alive.

In order to prevent the plague from spreading, the army piled hundreds of thousands of corpses into mountains and burned them all.

Su Lin knew from that time that people only have value while they are alive.

But Xiao'e died.

This time... it was his sister who was gone.

Su Lin buried his head between his hands, crying silently, his nails embedded in his scalp, and bloodshot veins oozed from under his skin.

"Xiao'e, I'm sorry for you."

Su Lin wiped away his tears and squatted down in front of the corpse.

He didn't want to do that, but he also knew that the dead were nothing compared to the living.

Su Lin gently turned over Xiao'e's body, his eyes were blood red and his expression was as if made of iron.
Chapter completed!