"Ah!" The screams resounded throughout the wooden house. Faced with his father's death, the twelve-year-old Yan Jie could not accept it at all.

Then when he turned his gaze to the hall beside him, the big-headed old man was still eating the fruits on the divine table, holding a mouthful of kiwi fruit with a mouthful of teeth marks in his hand, looking very satisfied. However, the family who had originally gathered at the dining table in the hall disappeared.

The extremely rich meals on the dining table and the steaming rice turned into a bowl of cold porridge and a plate of vegetables that had been in full bloom for a long time.

"Mom, grandpa, grandma!" Yan Jie exclaimed, and he had already summed up all this in his heart on the old man, but he did not dare to act rashly, otherwise he would have only one way out.

"Dong, dong, dong..." The sound of a ball was passed down from the stairs that arrived on the second floor.

When Yan Jie looked over, his grandfather's head slid down the stairs, and his entire head seemed to have wrinkled and swollen skin due to long-term soaking in water, and a pool of clear water overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Grandpa's head rolled along the floor to Yan Jie's feet. However, Yan Jie seemed to be no longer as panic as before. He held the head of the ground in his hands with both hands, and several pictures appeared in his brain.

The sea, the school, the houses, and the howling and grief of many strangers around them.

Yan Jie seemed to remember something, no longer caring about the big-headed old man eating vegetarian fruits on the divine table, but instead stepped across the grandfather's headless body in the corridor and rushed to the attic on the second floor.

In a room, my grandmother was lying on the ground, and her body was covered with water stains, and her vitality had been cut off for a long time.

"Grandma!" Yan Jie looked abnormal, and his mind began to recall an extremely important thing constantly. But it was all incomplete pictures, and no matter how they were combined, it seemed that there were few key connection points missing.

"The head hurts so much!" Yan Jie knelt on his knees, holding his head with both hands, looking in pain.

"Yan Jie..." Suddenly, a long voice came from the room at the end of the second floor, making Yan Jie, who was kneeling on the ground, stunned.

"Mother."

Yan Jie stood up from the ground and leaned towards the last room on the second floor step by step. As he moved, the door in front of him slowly cut open before Yan Jie could get close to him.

In the room with a little dim light, his mother was wearing a light green kimono and sat upright on a wooden chair in the corner, her head facing the wall, and her long black hair was almost approaching her waist, and she sat there motionlessly.

"Mom!" Seeing that his mother was fine, the incomplete memory scenes in Yan Jie's brain seemed to become hazy again. He raised his steps and headed towards his mother in the corner.

"Boom!"

The moment Yan Jie walked into the room, the door behind him was suddenly closed by unknown forces. The lights that were not very bright in the room became dimmer, and Yan Jie couldn't even see clearly his mother's body, only a head of black hair was clearly visible.

"Mom... are you okay?"

Yan Jie felt no fear at all and slowly approached the corner.

"Gee!" A sound of twisting joints came from Yan Jie's mother sitting in front of him, and the hair that was vertically down began to slowly twist with her neck.

Yan Jie couldn't help but stop seeing this scene, and the mother in front of him had already twisted her head ninety degrees, but there was no sign of stopping. She continued to deflect and twist.

However, when my mother turned head-on, she turned out to be a pale and swollen face. Her eyes were also ulcerated and turned white because they were soaked in the water for too long, and even aquatic plants grew in her dark mouth. She was originally sitting upright and suddenly rushed towards Yan Jie behind her.

The swollen hands pinched Yan Jie tightly and pressed him to the ground with both hands.

"Mom...Mom, why do you have this?" The twelve-year-old Yan Jie could not resist at all. The trachea in his neck was about to be cut off. His eyes turned red due to congestion.

"You can go with your mother, Xiaojie, it will be very hard for you to live alone in the world... Relax and go with your mother."

Yan Jie didn't understand what his mother was saying, and his eyes revealed his unwillingness and desire to survive.

"It's a sad family. The tiger doesn't eat any children, let alone the beautiful night sky today, so don't sweep away my interest."

At this time, a ray of blood-colored moonlight suddenly sprinkled in the dimly lit room. A young man with white hair tied behind him, holding a long sword in one hand, sat by the window, and was holding a kiwi in the other hand, eating very leisurely.

Yan Jie's mother first let out a horrifying scream, let go of Yan Jie's hands, and grabbed the white-haired man on the windowsill.

"Swish!" A crisp sound of swords echoed in the empty room. Suddenly, the lights in the originally dim room became brighter again, and a long haired head fell heavily to the ground and turned into a pool of clear water and disappeared.

"Cough cough cough!" Yan Jie, who was lying on the ground with ten black finger prints on his throat, had just been pulled back from the gate of hell and coughing constantly, covering his throat.

As Yan Jie slowly woke up, when he saw the white-haired young man wearing a kiwi on the windowsill, his eyes immediately revealed fear, but he also felt anger in his heart that the whole family was killed. He actually caught his heart with blood and picked up a wooden chair beside him and beat the white-haired young man on the windowsill.

"It's really a sad child. Your family has died a long time ago. Why do you want to escape this reality?" The white-haired young man bit the kiwi fruit in his hand and said calmly.

Every word of the words penetrated Yan Jie's ears, causing the wooden chair in his hand to fall off his hands and fall to the ground, and the whole person hugged his head with his hands and knelt on the ground. The fragments of memory in his brain were sorted out at this moment.

Five years ago, Yoshisuke Akihara was in the second grade of primary school in the town. Suddenly, a tsunami warning sound came from the radio broadcast in the school.

The teacher in the classroom immediately led the students to the school basement for refuge, but because the school is located in the center of the island, the tsunami did not cause any harm to the school.

However, when Yan Jie walked home step by step with his little schoolbag on his back, his house had turned into ruins.

Nearly a hundred families around were devastatingly hit by the tsunami, and their wails and cries were alarmed everywhere.

Yan Jie ran into the ruined house, and used his tender hands to lift the rubble and stones in the ruins of the house one by one. His bloody hands were still trying to leave the ruins under him.

Then he used his bright red hands to find the body of his father, grandpa, grandma and mother buried in the ruins, especially his mother. His eyes were wide open, looking like he was dying with his eyes open.

When the firefighters arrived at the scene, they immediately found the child with blood in his hands and the four bodies in front of the child whose bodies had been deformed.

Soon after, the Nagasaki Prefecture Government provided financial subsidies for Xiaoji Kamachi and rebuilt the areas where the tsunami was hit.

When Yan Jie returned to his rebuilt home, the laughter and joy of the past had long disappeared. In Yan Jie's heart, Da Hai took away everything about him, so whenever he came home from school, Yan Jie would sit on the shore and watch the waves hitting the shore, hoping that his family would come back from the sea here.

Until a year passed, when Yan Jie sat on the coast, his wish finally got solid. In his sight, his parents and grandparents walked out of the sea and took their hands together and returned home together.

In order to repay the sea, Yan Jie still did not forget to sit on the coast until the sun set. Because in his young eyes, it seemed that the sea was too lonely, so he wanted someone to accompany him and swept away many people with the tsunami.

However, this is not the case. Neighbors near Akihara's house began to hear three or five laughters and various strange phenomena from the dead house opposite the family in the middle of the night.

There are gradually rumors of haunting in Xiaoshika Town, and the houses near Akihara's house were already empty.

The residents of the town invited the witches in the shrine to perform spells and cast spells for the Akihara family, but the next day, the witches who were considered powerful witches drowned in their own sink. After this incident, no one dared to ask about the Akihara family.

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"Kid, have you figured it out now?" said the white-haired young man sitting on the windowsill slowly.

"Think it clearly, thank you..." Yan Jie stood up from the ground, bowed ninety degrees, and thanked him sincerely.

"I need to borrow your computer and give me another plate of fruit? Add more kiwis, it tastes really good."

"Okay..." Yan Jie returned to the kitchen on the first floor alone, but the white-haired man turned on the computer and directly entered the URL '13.live' in the browser. He thought about it for a long time before recalling his account and password and logging in.

"Oh? Has it started to spread inland countries in large numbers? It seems that there is another interesting task... The third-level prison guard? He actually wants to dispatch three elders and ten advanced vip. Has the guy Tietou left his name?"

"Sir, your fruit!" At this time, Akihara Yansuke walked into the room with a plate of fruit.

Suddenly, the entire room was covered with blood mist when Yan Jie entered. A woman in red who was ten times more cruel than Yan Jie's mother crawled out of the screen and crawled towards Yan Jie at the door. Her pointed red nails seemed to want to tear Yan Jie into pieces.

"Hey... the security system of this website is still so troublesome!"

The sword light flashed, and the woman in red who approached Yan Jie's body was split in half, and the room immediately responded to normal. The white-haired man took the fruit plate in Yan Jie's hand, who was so scared that his face was pale, and touched his head with a smile.

"Sir, my name is Akihara Yansuke. What's your name?" Yansuke asked very sensible.

"Do you me? Call me Lu Sheng..." the white-haired young man replied very gently.

However, at this time, on the forum on the computer screen in the room, there was an additional message on the first floor at the bottom of the post "(top) about the mainland third-level prison officer-Zhang Chen's capture action".

"Elder: Big Monster - Slimming Ghost!" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!

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