Chapter 362 The Greatest Thing in the World Is Rules

Fang Shenyan, who fell to the ground, felt mixed emotions in his heart as he looked at the figure walking further and further away.

He stared straight for a long time until the figure and the black mist completely disappeared from sight, then he lowered his head.

The slightly immature face carries a maturity and aloofness that does not match his age.

Fang Shenyan, who was not wearing glasses, looked at his empty left sleeve, feeling a hint of complexity and self-mockery in his heart.

"My name is Fang Shenyan, and I am the clerk at the seventh branch of Tianhai Hotel.

Those are ghosts, the enemies I have to face.

Those are people and they are my enemies.

But that woman..."

Nearly twenty-four hours have passed since the last time he turned into a ghost, and Fang Shenyan has basically recovered most of his memories.

It's just that he is not familiar enough with some people. He only knows that he has met them before or has some interactions with them.

Just like now, he still can't remember the name of the woman who risked her life to save him.

However, even though he has lost his memory and his body has shrunk, he still has a superior mind, from the memory he recovered before to the judgment he just made.

Fang Shenyan came to a conclusion: "That ghost doesn't want my life, just my left arm."

He clearly remembered that there was a "1" symbol on his left arm, which meant that he was the ghost's first victim, and at the same time, only his left arm was what the other party wanted.

By analogy, Fang Shenyan remembered a wretched middle-aged man with a "3" symbol on his left leg.

Then later, he should see the man again, and by then he should have lost his left leg.

"The limbs, organs, and parts are marked with symbols for the order of harvesting.

I seem to remember that the woman who saved me was No. 2, but I had not seen any symbols on her limbs before. "

Fang Shenyan frowned, as if he had discovered something.

What does this ghost want to do after taking the limbs of the store clerks?

Splicing...

Fang Shenyan couldn't help but think of this word because he remembered that not long ago, it also snowed in this world.

In that Kyoto snow, there was an evil ghost, which manipulated the human form and played with life.

The way the human figure is made... is by splicing the limbs together!

While speaking, Fang Shenyan's age and appearance grew again, and now he has become a young man.

I'm afraid that it won't be long before he will return to the thirty-one-year-old, cold man who strategized.

Fang Shenyan stood up from the ground with difficulty. The rapid increase in age made his vision blurred, so he took out his glasses from his arms and put them on.

With clear vision, he smelled bursts of burning smell. In the A-3 dormitory building in 2000, the fire in half of the building was out of control.

This was Xiao Qianduye's follow-up method, but Fang Shenyan laughed without making any further comments.

The words he said to Xiao Qianduye when he was fifteen years old were not to ask Xiao Qian to give up on him and run for his life.

In fact, what he meant by "meaningless" was that little Qianduye's self-mutilation was worthless.

Because this ghost never wanted to kill everyone from the beginning, it just wanted to get the body parts of everyone that were numbered by it.

At the very least, it doesn't want to kill them all now.

Therefore, the young Qiandu leaves will not die.

Fang Shenyan had completely recovered his memory at this moment, covering his left arm and starting to walk downstairs, no longer caring about the miserable little Qianduye.

Since she won't die now, he will have his own things to do.

"The fourth handbag is the task to be carried out today."

But before leaving, Fang Shenyan closed the originally opened iron door in the middle of the left and right corridors on the first floor, causing the fire on the right floor to spread to the left.

If Fang Shenyan had not closed the door, then little Qianduye would not have been killed by the ghost, but would have been blocked by the fire he set and died in the sea of ​​fire.

…

The world in 2015 is the same on the first floor of Shanming University of Finance and Economics.

There are no left and right sides, nor is it a circular A-3 dormitory building.

Some are just a huge coffin.

Ji Li sat alone on the coffin, looking coldly at the five living people below who were struggling with pain.

Mu Nianmei was so powerful that it was suffocating.

Li Lixin and Gao Yan, the two outsiders, did not suffer much persecution, but at this moment they seemed to be disturbed by some kind of thought.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the spot, their faces flickering in and out, as if they were engaged in some kind of spiritual struggle.

The most direct victims were only three people.

Tongguan used his right hand that had little mobility left to hold on to a white candle. The veins on his arm popped out and turned a strange purple-red color.

A large number of blood vessels are swollen, and the blood is moving rapidly towards the palm. The blood vessels like earthworms look hideous and terrifying.

The skin flakes started to fall off, but they were just skin flakes, but slowly there were pieces of flesh that started to fester.

Starting from the top, a whole piece of flesh and blood with rubber bands fell to the ground. The pain was so terrible that Tongguan almost broke his teeth.

But it seems that because he is holding a white candle in his hand, he can resist a little, so his right arm has not completely collapsed.

But the remaining two people, Jie Zheng and Yu Xing, were powerless to resist.

Yu Xing's right leg showed signs of cracking from the root. The skin had been completely broken, and most of the flesh was separated at this moment.

The most terrible thing is that his leg bones are stretched horribly.

In a short while, his right leg will be torn off alive by invisible force.

This method of killing is simply the most terrible torture in the world.

Yu Xing was tortured by severe pain. In just two minutes, he fainted once, but was awakened by more intense pain.

There were wails everywhere, but he had no ability to resist.

But compared with Tongguan and Yu Xing, Jie Zheng was the most miserable one.

He had already lost his right hand and left leg. Now his clothes had been torn apart, and a complete red line had drawn his entire torso into a prison.

With the red line as the framework, the remaining limbs, like being torn apart by five horses, were fighting fiercely.

Ji Li observed everyone. Mu Nianmei wanted Tongguan's right arm, Yu Xing's right leg and Jie Zheng's torso.

There were clear labels on these parts: "4, 5, 6"

It is not difficult to guess that the previous "1, 2, 3" should correspond to Fang Shenyan, Xiao Qianduye and Gao Hongqian.

It was almost the same as Fang Shenyan's guess. Mu Nianmei didn't want to kill everyone at this time. Her goal was to get the limbs of these six people.

But in this case, luck also counts.

For example, Tongguan and Yuxing were numbered by their hands and feet, so they would not die immediately even if they could not resist.

But Jie Zheng was a pure unlucky guy. His torso was chosen, so he would definitely die.

The word "humanoid" also flashed in Ji Li's mind.

"Mu Nianmei's ghost is so special. Is it that its death depends on luck?"

Just as Ji Li was mumbling this and was about to laugh at Jie Zheng's tragic death, something strange happened.

A burst of burning sensation came out of nowhere. In addition to snow, there was also a smell of decay and ashes in the wind, as if the A-3 building had become a place of fire in an instant.

But looking around, there was no open fire at all, but Ji Li turned his head and clearly felt a strong burning sensation.

At the same time, this 24-story A-3 dormitory building underwent earth-shaking changes.

The original structure actually collapsed, and countless steel bars and concrete poured down, but they were immediately stitched back together, but the layout was completely different from before.

The whole building was changing. Starting from the smell of burning, the original A-3 building became a different scene in just one second.

Then the strong wind blew open the door that was locked day and night, and the road to life was finally reopened.

A force that was far more unstoppable than the supernatural broke the supernatural barrier that Ji Li had tried so hard for a long time but still failed.

Ji Li stood up from the bronze coffin, letting the wind and snow hit his cheeks, and his long hair fluttered behind his head.

In the vast night, he got an answer.

Fang Shenyan did something in 2000 that changed the present in 2015, and the A-3 building was reorganized.

A little change fifteen years ago was enough to change the status quo of the subsequent world and saved everyone in the dark.

The rules of this world itself shattered Mu Nianmei's supernatural barrier.

The greatest thing in the world is the word "rule".