Occultist

Chapter 21 The Last Dream

Yiying pointed the gun at Dazi, Fei Lian was stunned.

Strangely, Dazi also stared blankly at the muzzle of the gun, but did not respond to it.He even pressed his chest on his own, and then coughed in a low voice.

Fei Lian asked, "Why?"

Yiying said: "Because it's too late, he will die here."

Under Yi Ying's eyes, there was a strange look of pity - Fei Lian never expected to see it in him.

Fei Lian guessed what he meant: "Has Da Zi also turned into a corpse? Will he be like the driver and the third child?"

"Not yet, but it will be soon." Yi Ying said, "Fei Lian, you obey my orders, don't you?"

Fei Lian said, "Yes, sir."

The next moment, Yiying's muzzle pointed at Fei Lian's forehead.

Under the faint moonlight, Fei Lian's eyes widened and he gradually calmed down again.He moved slowly—kneeling in front of Yiying, raised his head, and said calmly, "Sir, if you think this is the best solution, I will believe you."

With a smile in his eyes, Yiying pulled the trigger.

"boom"!

At that moment, the little fat man suddenly jumped up!

He bumped his head against Yiying's chest, then opened his mouth fiercely, biting Yiying's wrist!

Yiying let out an "ow", and was forced to drop the gun. The bullet hit the air directly, and the gun landed with a clatter, and then rolled down the platform.

"Shut up!" Yi Ying said, "You bastard is the reincarnation of Wang Bajing!"

The little fat man bit his wrist viciously, and he was still swinging his hands desperately towards his chest.

Fei Lian was stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped forward to restrain the little fat man, and pressed him to the ground.

"You two lunatics!" The little fat man writhed on the ground and yelled loudly, "Forget it if you want to murder your own husband! You still don't resist! Crazy you guys, that's not how you die for love!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fei Lian said: "Shut up, I can die, sir can't die."

The little fat man froze for a moment, and said frantically, "You didn't save brother! He wants to kill you, why are you still... so determined!"

Fei Lian said calmly, "You don't understand."

The weak female passenger sitting on the side said at this time: "Don't worry about their family affairs, he can do whatever he likes."

The little fat man let out a wow, and cried out: "Why am I so unlucky! I saw a post about running a group offline, but it turned out to be a lie, and I had to meet a male ghost! Finally met a good person, In the end, his partner wanted to kill him for love!!"

"..."

Just as Yiying was about to say something, they heard the sound of the search and rescue boat again.

In the big waves just now, several people were exhausted, and now they all looked wearily at the source of the sound.

They thought that the third child would appear again, but they all guessed wrong.

What came was a simple wooden canopy boat with a circle of small warm yellow lights on the side of the boat, and a curly-haired woman in a long dress stood at the bow.

Everyone was very surprised, this was the first time they saw a new person in this ghost place—neither a passenger nor a living dead, he looked normal, and even a little beautiful.

On the search and rescue boat, Dazi slowly stood up.

The new woman turned on the flashlight, and the beam of light passed over everyone's faces one by one.The woman smiled and said, "You're all terrified, get on the boat and come to my house to rest."

No one dared to move, for fear that the woman would turn around and have another bloody hole, and then become a ghost too.

On the platform, the female passenger who had been lying on the ground groaned weakly—she had been in this state since the first time she hit her head.

Brother Gao touched her breath and said, "Damn it, this woman is dying."

When the man in the sunglasses heard the news, his expression changed a few times, but finally he said: "Then you can't stray into the thief boat, what if this woman is also a ghost?!"

At this time, Da Zi, who had been sitting blankly, suddenly moved, and he said, "She's not a ghost."

Several people looked over at this time.

Da Zi staggered to his feet and shouted to the woman with a choked voice, "Mom."

The woman smiled and said, "Oh, you know you're wrong? Did you know you called me at this time? Did you suffer outside? Hurry up and take your friends and go home for a while."

The two boats came together quickly, and Dazi walked over and fell into the woman's arms.

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, and the man in the sunglasses still seemed unwilling.

At this time, Yiying said: "Don't do useless work. You should also know that there is no way out here. You will only encounter ghosts hitting the wall and come back."

This sentence probably became the last straw that broke the camel's back. The few people were dejected and carefully boarded the woman's boat.

The boat shed was much larger than it looked from the outside, and the woman invited them to sit down and drink tea, and opened the window again.

It will be bright outside.

On this ship, they quickly saw a magnificent sight that they had never seen in their entire life——

The boat sailed through the turbid water, and suddenly fell into the blue ocean again. The golden oil light rippled on the blue waves, and thousands of fireflies emerged from the light, drifting aimlessly into the sky along the long wind.

The little fat man sat on the bow and was dumbfounded: "Aren't we going to heaven!"

Yiying looked at Dazi who was sitting by the window, and asked thoughtfully, "Have you thought about it?"

Dazi turned his head, water seeped from his mouth and nose.He calmly wiped it with a paper towel, smiled and said, "Well, think about it, go home."

They stopped on an isolated island.On the island is a huge crooked-neck tree with a pale green crown hanging low over the water, and colorful ribbons hanging from the branches.Through the crown of the tree, they saw a huge bright moon hanging high in the sky.

The little fat man whimpered and cried: "Mom, I saw heaven, I might really die!"

The woman whom Dazi called her mother brought several people into the house—this is a very ordinary country single-family house with a large living room and the smell of corn wafting from the kitchen.

The woman found a towel and handed it over, and helped the injured female passenger into the room to rest—the man in the sunglasses seemed very worried, and followed in fidgeting.

After a while, the woman brought out two large pots of roasted corn, and greeted her: "Don't stand around stupidly, eat quickly, you're already hungry. My melons are all taken care of by everyone."

To be honest, no one ever took care of Da Zi.Except for Fei Lian, everyone was extremely guilty, and no one went to get the corn in the basin.

They just sat here, recovering the energy that was exhausted just now.

Yiying dragged his coat and squeezed the water, and lay on the sofa alone.

Then, Brother Gao asked Dazi, "Dazi, is this really your mother? Didn't you say that your mother died of breast cancer a long time ago? I'm so confused—"

He stretched out his hand to pat Dazi's shoulder, and then he was suddenly startled so that he fell back and fell directly to the ground.

I saw Dazi turned his face, his complexion was as pale as paper, bloody water was oozing from all seven orifices, and the veins on his forehead were exposed, because his eyes were still calm.Dazi said in a very uncomfortable hoarse voice: "She is my mother."

"I'm X!" Brother Gao was so frightened that he swears, and rushed behind Fei Lian, "Da Zi has also become a ghost! Hurry up, hurry up! It's too late!"

But Fei Lian didn't move, but looked at Yiying.

Yiying lying on the sofa yawned and said, "Haven't you noticed? We—we who got into the car together are dying one by one."

The bedroom door opened, and the man in sunglasses came out with an ugly expression, leaning against the wall.He also saw Dazi's appearance, and said, "One by one died, and then one by one became a ghost, and came back to 'tell a story'."

Yi Ying said: "That's right. Although I don't know what power is causing the trouble, it is obvious that the soul of every dead person will stay with us for a while, telling a story before him. I guess, this story should be his The most impressive story in my life, let's call this phenomenon a 'revolving lantern'."

"That's right, it's a revolving lantern." The man in sunglasses said, "It is said that before death, people will involuntarily recall memories. Now we are trapped in the ghost's revolving lantern. If we don't want to get out, there will be one after another among us. Keep dying, and then get stuck in a revolving door for the next dead—until they're all dead."

Yiying concluded: "We are now in Dazi's revolving lantern. It's too late, he is dead, and no one may remember. So it doesn't matter whether we do anything or not."

Dazi looked calm, wiped the blood from the seven orifices, and walked into the kitchen with stiff steps.

When they heard the voice from the kitchen, the woman laughed and said, "Gua Wa'er has grown up and knows how to help mother chop vegetables."

Fei Lian walked over to have a look, and saw Dazi helping to chop vegetables.The woman was looking at the stove, fanning the fire with a cattail fan, while humming a folk song leisurely.

So Brother Gao mustered up his courage, glanced inside, and said in a low voice, "So... Dazi's mother really died of breast cancer, and now Dazi is dreaming?"

"The last dream before death." Fei Lian repeated, "Turning around."

Dazi's face turned from white to red, with bulging veins on his face and neck, purple blood vessels criss-crossing his skin, his eyes were bloodshot, he looked like a drowning person.

His hand holding the knife twitched violently, and soon his body began to convulse too.So he sat down beside his mother, resting his head meekly on her shoulder.

"You're still acting like a baby at such a big age." The woman said with a smile, she changed her palm fan to another hand, and gently embraced her son with her right hand, stroking his hair softly with her fingers, humming a melodious tune.

Dazi's body gradually arched, like a small shrimp, and finally leaned against her arms.He closed his eyes and shouted with all his strength: "Mom..."

Then, never move again.