"Brother, we are almost three years old at the age of 28. Can we not be so second-class? Although men are young until death, that's just a statement online."

He smiled, Lu Li didn't believe it at all.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe that there are extraordinary existences in this world, after all, he has encountered them himself.

Mainly... this person is so familiar.

I have known each other for more than ten years, from the age of fifteen to the present twenty-eight.

This is like the eight generations of poor peasants from his ancestors. They have lived for more than 20 years. One day, you were squatting in the toilet and paddling with your phone while you were at work. You even talked to netizens and planned to buy street lights and ropes to hang your boss up.

Then suddenly my father called and said that he would not hide it for so many years. In fact, you are a super rich second generation. Even if you spend one million a day in the Stone Age, you can’t spend all your money every day until the 22nd century.

That's not nonsense?

However, the next moment Lu Li keenly realized that maybe this was not nonsense.

It does not refer to the metaphor of "rich second generation".

But... the world has been changed again!

Because Miss Huai Xu had arrived, the world was changed, just like Miss Bai and Miss Luo before.

Hiss...Lu Li suddenly felt a little regretful.

Why did he forget to find these three brothers to gather together when he was upside down before?

When I think of the unshaven and pretentious behavior of these three brothers...

Lu Li shivered.

Forget it, the picture is so beautiful that he dare not watch it, he will have nightmares at night.

"It's true." Pan Shuai's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Lu Li was stunned.

It seems that the world has really changed.

Then, now we need to understand the situation first.

When Miss Huaixu did not appear, Lu Li had to at least understand her purpose.

He remembered the description of Miss Huai Xu's personality on the blind date app.

[Working things are erratic, making people unable to see what she is thinking, but in fact she is a meticulous and calm guy with a very purposeful personality.]

"So the reason you came to me is because of the beauty doctor who went on a blind date with me yesterday, right?" Lu Li raised his legs and frowned slightly, "It seems that her death caught your attention?"

Pan Shuai was also a little strange.

Why is Lao Lu not afraid?

However, when he thought of Lao Lu's personality, he didn't think about it anymore.

Lao Lu is the kind of quieter person. He likes to observe and rarely reveals his inner emotions.

In other words, even though he is afraid of death now, he can't see it on the surface.

"Well, she is dead, the time of death should be between twelve and till half past the morning today."

Pan Shuai smacked his lips and turned to Luo Hao and said, "Ritian, bring the photo."

Luo Hao twitched his eyes, "No need...and this kind of thing cannot be seen by ordinary citizens according to regulations, right?"

"Lao Lu is the party involved, and the next one may be him, so it's better to let him understand the seriousness."

Seeing Pan Shuai say this, Luo Hao did not refute it.

He silently took out a few photos from his briefcase and handed them over.

Pan Shuai took the photo and handed it to Lu Li, "Old Lu, please look first, and I will explain it to you after reading it. But you have to be mentally prepared."

Lu Li curled his lips and took the photo.

He was telling a joke in his heart, and he had seen the world's almost destroyed appearance. He had no reaction to the mummies with peonies growing all over the streets.

That's it?

After taking the photo, his pupils shrank.

Although I wasn't afraid, I was shocked.

I saw that the woman in the photo had a three-dimensional and circumspect face that had already become fragmented.

The key is that it's still on the same face.

How to say...

It's probably like splicing it together.

Take a selfie or a big head, then tear the photos into seven or eight pieces, and then put them together at will, probably the feeling of the face in the photo.

Moreover, the corners of her mouth were cut to the ears, and her flesh and flesh were opened and exposed to her teeth, like a clown, she seemed to have a healthy tooth-skinned smile.

But the upper and lower lips were sewn with black wire threads.

This strange smile, combined with the weird spliced ​​face and the fearful eyes under the cut-out eyelids, describes a very magical and bizarre picture.

Resisting physical discomfort, Lu Li flipped through the next photo.

The next one is wide angle, and the panoramic view of the living room in the house is taken.

There is a large mirror occupying the entire wall on the wall in this house.

The woman spread her limbs and was nailed to the wall opposite the mirror with nails. The white wall behind her was dazzling scarlet.

It was the blood flowing down her body along the snow-white wall.

"According to the feeling of blood flow, the people from the Scouting Department said that she was still alive when she was nailed to the wall, that is......"

Pan Shuai paused and couldn't help but lit another cigarette, "When her facial features were pieced together, when the corners of her mouth and eyelids were cut open, and when her lips were sewn... she was still alive, she died of excessive blood loss."

Lu Li: "..."

"It feels a little over."

He does feel that it's a bit too much.

Just like Xing Tian, ​​the reincarnationist, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw this scene.

Of course, he still hates this woman, but at most he sued her in court, or exposed it online to netizens to criticize her and let her die in the community.

This is already the limit.

After all, although she was disgusting with what she did, she really would not die of sin.

"It's not the one who killed her." Pan Shuai bounced the ash in the ashtray, "Look down."

Lu Li was skeptical and opened the next photo.

The photo shows an apple with unfinished skin and a fruit knife.

Lu Li looked up, "Is this?"

"Curse, or urban legend." Luo Hao was answered, "This is an urban legend about apple peeling."

He was fat and pushed his glasses, "The handsome guy is an expert in this regard."

"Beautiful" is Hao Liang's nickname, just like his "Ri Tian".

Hao Liang took out his laptop and explained to Lu Li while flipping.

"Legendary: Before the bell rings at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, pick up an apple and put it in front of the mirror, and then use a knife to carefully peel off the peel. However, you must pay attention during this process. Be careful not to break the peel when peeling, otherwise something bad will happen.

"If the skin is not broken and the apple peel is completely peeled, and it is about midnight, then when you look up at the mirror at this time, the mirror in front of you will look like a person, and this person looks like a future lover."

"The standard feudal superstition is still alive." Lu Li first calmly commented, and then asked calmly, "Then the question is, what if the time is not right? What if the skin is broken? What is that so-called bad thing?"

"Answer one by one."

Pan Shuai pressed the cigarette butts to eliminate the cigarette in the ashtray, and then organized the language, "If time doesn't match, then naturally nothing will happen.

"If you meet, you can indeed see a person's appearance, but it is not the future lover, but the crush on your crush.

"If you don't have a crush on someone, you'll be able to pinch people according to your subconscious preferences.

"If peeling fails and time matches, you will see bad things. Some people say they see ghosts, and some people say they see murderers. If the mirror is broken, there will be nothing. If the mirror is not broken, then what you see in the mirror will become reality in one minute."

Lu Li thought, "It means someone can survive?"

"Well, this woman is also unlucky, the main thing is..." Pan Shuai stopped and didn't say anything, just snapped his fingers.

Luo Hao took out a stack of photos from his briefcase and handed them to Lu Li.

"I don't know what's going on with this woman. She has caused dozens of urban legends at once..."

When Lu Li took the photo, he saw that he was a little dizzy.

What are the candles in front of the bathroom mirror, the water in the bathtub, the blood footprints under the bed, and the blood handprints on the window...

There are dozens of photos, each representing an urban legend.

"This person is so miserable," Lu Li curled his lips and asked, "So what? What does this have to do with me."

“It’s a big deal.”

Pan Shuai's expression was serious, "According to past experience, urban legends will be passed on, that is, after a person has experienced this, this urban legend will be passed on to the last person he met before."

Lu Li felt it was unreasonable, "She ended up with a woman. The woman was probably her assistant or something. Even if it was passed on, it would be passed on to her, right? It's all my business."

"That's the problem," Pan Shuai explained, "After you met yesterday afternoon, they were together until around 11 o'clock in the evening, and the house they rented was opposite.

"Then the girl died, too, it was early in the morning, but it was about two hours later than the beauty blogger. Only one urban legend was found at the scene of her death. But the scene of this beauty blogger's death was dozens of."

Lu Li sighed, "In other words, she didn't even survive the first urban legend, and she didn't wait for other urban legends to come to her at all. So now these urban legends are still queuing up, but they will be in the second place to come to me?"

Pan Shuai looked solemn, "So that's it."

Lu Li: "..."

Dozens of urban legends!
Chapter completed!