Chapter 128 Last Words 1

If you see the beginning of this paragraph, it only means that I'm dead. Unfortunately, I always knew that there would be such a day, but I kept struggling, hoping that this day would not come so soon.

My name is Shen Jun. If I die, I will say that I know the murderer of me. However, I don't know who saw my words. Next, if you think I'm crazy, then I have nothing to say. I just think I'm talking crazy. It's better to read on and burn this book later.

It's just that if you can trust me a little, please read on and understand everything about me so that someone can know my death.

Unfortunately, my memory is getting more and more chaotic and worse. Many things are just vague fragments in my mind. I don't know if this is my reason or...

Friends and my former friends are gone, none of them is gone, I can't make new friends, none of them.

The last one was no longer there a few months ago. That day, I was with him and watched him jump from upstairs. I knew that he found him, or they found him, looking for him one by one, and died one by one. That day, I ran away shamefully.

I can only run. There is no way to prove me. If someone is there when I die, I'm afraid that the person who witnessed my death will die soon.

This is like a chain reaction, and I can only escape.

But where can I escape? Even if my parents took me to a village in a remote area, they also failed to avoid him or their palms, just like we have GPS positioning.

I write very confusedly, because my mind is already confused, and I... I'm afraid of death. Nestled in this broken building, I can also feel the breath of death. Every day may be my death.

In my impression, I left there because the children of the second family on the first floor disappeared inexplicably. I still remember the heartbreaking crying. The situation that day seemed to be still in my mind. My father had been downstairs, and my mother hugged me in the house for several days, and I didn't even let the school go.

At first, I didn't know what was going on, but I finally understood that their disappearance was not abducted by bad people or lost when they went out to play. They were captured by ghosts.

There is a ghost in the building, a real ghost.

Just like the face I saw, no one will have a face behind it, no one, but I saw it.

However, I said, but no one believed it, not even my parents until they disappeared and disappeared without warning.

After they disappeared, one day, I accidentally found that all the adults were having a meeting together and they were discussing something before in the building.

I know more or less about these things with several partners of the same age, but I haven't paid attention to them before. Imagine who would care about hearing the baby crying in the middle of the night. Although I recall now, the crying sounds strange.

I heard something during their meeting. Aunt Wang said that she had seen a woman flashing through the corridor at night, and her red dress was clearly visible in the dark.

Some people also said that they saw a woman appear in the attic with a gloomy smile on her face and a baby-like object in her arms.

These words were not believed at first, but now, many people are beginning to believe them.

Not long after, everyone began to move one after another, and my parents were no exception. Although I was reluctant to leave my classmates in the school and even protested by crying, they could not soften their hearts at all and insisted on moving out of the house in a hurry.

Now, I really regret that I didn't leave there as soon as possible, if I had left earlier, or nothing happened today.

Obviously, I didn't say where it is. It's not that I don't want to say it, but I dare not say it. Maybe except for me, I won't let people know that it is the safest thing for others.

If you don't believe in ghosts, you don't need to know where it is. If you believe in ghosts, you'd better stay away from that place.

I thought it would be safe if we moved out. My parents and I went back to our hometown and lived there for a long time. We were safe and we gradually forgot about it.

My hometown is very poor, but I live a happy life. I haven't studied for a while, but my parents insisted that I study by myself, and they are responsible for teaching me knowledge.

But there is always an end to a happy life. I forgot the specific time. It seems that a few days after my 18th birthday, a person suddenly came to my family.

At first, I didn't recognize him. After his self-introduction, I finally remembered that he was a "skin monkey" who lived in the room next to our house.

I can't blame him for not recognizing him. As soon as he grew taller and his appearance changed. Second, his face was terrible, his face was white, and he couldn't see any blood color. His expression was extremely panicked, his eyes flashed, and he often looked around, as if something terrible would appear around him at any time.

When I saw him, my parents were driving him out of the house. At first, I looked at him from afar. It was strange that this person appeared. Although he seemed to be a little familiar, I didn't recognize him or didn't recognize him.

It's just that I'm curious and don't know why I caught up with him when he left my house.

The situation of recognition is also very vague in my memory, but I remember that we were both very excited after recognition. After all, we played together at the beginning.

After each introduced the situation of leaving there, we suddenly had nothing to say.

In the end, I still summoned up the courage to ask him why he appeared in my house.

He looked at me strangely and suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "You haven't understood what's going on?"

Without waiting for me to answer, he continued: "My parents are dead, strangely dead..."

With that, he suddenly burst into tears.

I was shocked and it took me a long time to persuade him.

After his intermittent talk, I learned that his parents died just a year ago, and it was unbelievable that his father killed his mother and then committed suicide...

He doesn't believe this fact, and even I can't believe it.

I don't know why, the monkey insists that it has something to do with the place at the beginning. I don't understand.

He grabbed my hand and said to me uncertainly, "Find out the truth with me..."

We played together when we were young, and this kind of friendship could not be explained clearly, so I just hesitated for a moment and agreed to his request.

The so-called truth investigation, in fact, we have no experience at all, and we can't let my parents know, so I decided to tell them to leave my hometown and go to work.

I have to say that the monkey is better than me. He has found out the whereabouts of all the people who left that place.

The two monkeys whose child disappeared have been there, but one has died one after another, and the other family has been admitted to a mental hospital.

We have no choice but to get together, our first goal is Uncle Wu, who lives in the big room on the left on the second floor.

I clearly remember that it was Uncle Wu who saw a face behind him.

Hearing me say this, the monkey was also shocked, because he also saw it. At the beginning, he only felt curious and drew a sketch. The monkey's painting was quite good. My art was based on him.

Uncle Wu has a son who is about the same age as us. We found his house, which is a newly built high-rise, 15-storey high-rise building, which really opened my eyes at that time.

However, when we first arrived downstairs and stood in front of the door, we suddenly heard a loud "dong" not far away.

A man fell to the ground, his brain burst and his bones were broken.