Behind him, some objects that Gao Yi moved deliberately for warning rolled on the ground, making a clanging sound as if someone had kicked them away roughly.
Deep in the rain mixed with mist, it seems that there is a ferocious beast that chooses to devour people, following the scent he left behind, following him all the way.
"Are you coming?"
Gao Yi's expression was also a little nervous.
The other person said in his notes before that this is not a world of pure memories, but impressions.
In other words, if she is really the person involved, to a large extent, the world will undergo many incredible changes based on her personal feelings.
To put it simply, an impression is more like a memory modified through a filter. This is not just a simple murder case, but the deepest fear and uneasiness of the girl at that time.
Gao Yi stopped.
I saw a figure wearing a black poncho walking slowly in the middle of the road ahead. His whole body was wrapped tightly in the poncho, and no trace of his appearance could be seen.
But Gao Yi still keenly observed that there was a half-exposure of cold light under the opponent's sleeves.
"How did he get in front of me?"
Gao Yi found another fork in the road and wanted to escape from it, but he didn't expect that after a while, the outline of a black shadow appeared in front of him again.
"Logically speaking, even if there is a shortcut, he shouldn't run in front of me so easily."
Gao Yi has never stopped. In the same way, if you want to catch up with him, you have to look a little sporty, right?
But the black figure on the opposite side seemed to have teleported over, and his chest didn't even heave the slightest breath.
Now that things have come to an end, do you want to continue changing lanes?
Gao Yi looked at the rest of the trail and smelled something amiss.
The black shadow is not so much chasing and killing, it is more like deliberately changing its path forward.
If he continues to evade like a cat and mouse, is there really a chance to escape from the alley?
In large-scale hunting, the hunter and his loyal dog will constantly chase the prey. Through endurance competition, they will constantly wear down the prey's physical strength and at the same time drive the target towards the established cage.
The reason why routines are routines is that they combine habits and instincts to subconsciously seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Gao Yi wants to try to break this pattern.
This time, he did not avoid it, but suddenly accelerated when he was close to the black shadow at a certain distance!
Compared with the trails, the road surface of the main roadway is relatively spacious. At least in terms of daily life, it is easy for residents to use three-wheeled vehicles. Gao Yi still has the confidence to break through.
The black shadow didn't seem to expect that Gao Yi would not retreat but instead approached. He couldn't react for a moment. He just stood on the road blankly and was easily broken through by Gao Yi.
"Success?"
Gao Yi kept walking, turning his head to see if the shadow was chasing him, but he saw a heart-stopping scene.
The black shadow that was blocking the road had disappeared at some point.
And in the path that he should have entered after avoiding it, a figure in a black poncho slowly walked out, staring at him with an essentially aggressive gaze.
"Everyone blocking the road is just an illusion?"
The real "butcher" turned out to be behind him all along, influencing his judgment through the illusion of the road ahead, and then easily making him fall into a trap!
There was only one step left, and I was about to game over.
Gao Yi patted his chest with lingering fear, but at this moment, he suddenly found that his hands seemed to have changed again, no longer as small and slender as a little girl.
Um?
Gao Yi stopped.
Could it be that I have exceeded the end point of the original owner's memory, thus causing the play to end?
If this is the case, the original owner most likely died somewhere along the trail.
Want to go back and take a look?
Gao Yi gave up this idea. The area he was in now could be said to be a place that the original owner had never been to, so the ghost story could not continue to be played.
But if we turn back... who knows whether the perspective will be locked again.
Feeling the joy of "regaining a new life", Gao Yi suddenly remembered that he could use the strange paintings to jump up to the roof and use the broad field of vision to observe the situation.
Without hesitation, Gao Yi took a step forward. The field boots under his feet splashed with large splashes of water. His jacket was already interlocked and he was ready to go.
Using his strength in his legs, he easily jumped onto a roof and looked up into the distance, trying to find a crime scene that fit the story told by Lao Luo.
Downstairs in the abandoned residential building, in the dirty square, Gao Yi discovered the girl and the black shadow.
Gao Yi didn't know how to describe the look on the girl's face. It was a kind of despair and weakness that was forced to the end but couldn't even squeeze out the slightest bit of strength from the bone marrow.
While crying, she seemed to be begging for mercy and apologizing, constantly paying for everything she didn't have. Her tears were misty under the rain.
She hoped that this would alleviate the violence in the other person's heart and let her go.
However, reality is cold and emotionless.
The black shadow did not move at all. He raised the boning knife in his hand and grabbed the girl's hand like an iron vice. He lifted the knife and dropped it.
Bang!
Gao Yi seemed to hear the cracking sound of the bones colliding with the blade in his chest.
The girl fainted while wailing loudly.
Like a precision-operated machine, the black shadow continued its movements in an orderly manner, and once again chopped off the girl's other palm.
call out--
There was a harsh sound of breaking wind in the air, and a hunting knife tore through the rain curtain. The tip of the knife fell directly towards the black figure's head, but there was only a "bang" sound, and only the concrete floor was dented.
.
"A shadow in the memory..."
There seemed to be an unknown wave surging in Gao Yi's pupils. He turned back from the throwing action and slowly took notes out of the [Adapter Backpack], hoping to see if he could contact the girl again.
[I... no longer...]
It seemed that as soon as he took out the note, the other party's remaining consciousness also sensed it, and immediately the words were deeply imprinted like a surge of blood.
[It...is about to...replace me...]
Gao Yi's fingertips trembled slightly, wanting to ask something, but he found that he didn't even have a place to write. Large streams of blood flowed out, completely soaking the entire page of paper.
Every time Gao Yi turned back a page, blood soaked the page.
As if feeling something in his heart, Gao Yi raised his head and looked at the scene in the distance again. He saw that the black shadow had left with the palm of his hand, leaving the girl alone. The ground was stained red with blood from the artery.
Soon, she will die alone in her own cold and dark world.
But at this moment, the girl suddenly moved like a reflection. She raised her body tremblingly, turned her pale face without a trace of blood towards Gao Yi, and pursed her lips.
""
What?
Gao Yi carefully observed the shape of her mouth. The other party seemed to be conveying some kind of message at the last moment.
""
The girl communicated very carefully and seriously.
""
""
""
After Gao Yi wrote down the fifth mouth shape, the girl paused. Just when Gao Yi thought the other party had finished speaking, the corners of her lips suddenly moved again.
This time, it was not so detailed, but Gao Yi understood it immediately.
"Move forward."
"Get out of here."
In Gao Yi's last glance before turning around, the girl was like a puppet whose threads had been pulled out, or like a sandcastle that had become puffy under the tide and fell suddenly.