The ghost who escaped from the factory just ran aimlessly in the city. Until he recovered, he found that he didn't know where he had arrived.
It looks like an ordinary alley. The surrounding buildings made of ice and snow cover the sky and the dark shadow covers the dustbin and vending machine, and he shrinks in the shadow holding the fish head.
It was strange here. He quickly touched his robe and found that his mobile phone had not been brought and had been left in the dressing room.
Now it's broken. Those mysterious men in suits will certainly find their mobile phones and find their homes, and then
He began to beat his head and blame himself for being a waste, but there was a vague idea in his heart. Would it be a good thing if these madmen found their rental house and killed sissohn inside?
Thinking of this, he calmed down. Perhaps affected by the darkness nearby, his mind gradually became cold.
From the beginning of running for life and self blame, it became how to kill her rival with the hands of those people, while she saved the cow and became her hero.
And if you want to do this, there is only one way.
"I hope what the fish seller said is true..." He took a deep breath, took the mysterious fish head in his hands, looked at the dead fish and stared at himself, as if he saw the same godless eyes of the cow.
He tried to concentrate his attention and all his spirit on the fish head, put his love for the cow on the fish head, and constantly recited his wishes. He wanted sissohn to die and the clown cow to return to his arms.
The eyes of the fish head glowed red, and suddenly it became a gem in the shape of a fish head, full of an inexplicable but familiar power.
In this light, he felt unprecedented warmth, and saw himself return to the rental house and enjoy dinner with the clown cow by candlelight. Her face painted with facial makeup smiled, called his name ghost, and fed milk to himself.
The fireplace behind me seems to be warming up. Everything is so beautiful.
"Poof."
As the nostrils expanded again, the illusion disappeared..
Instead of spending Valentine's day with the cows in the warm rental house, the ghost in green robe is still in the cold alley, leaning between the dustbin and the vending machine, holding the fish head in his hand.
He couldn't help but look disappointed, but then he felt that he didn't do enough, maybe he didn't pay enough attention, maybe for some other reason, but the fish head had proved to be useful.
Well, if it's really a wishing fish head, you can live a good life.
"Sissohn dies, the cow returns to me, sissohn dies, the cow returns to me..."
He was still meditating before, but this time he closed his eyes and made a sound, pouring all his spirit into the fish's head.
The red light lit up again and he saw a new scene.
In the warm rental house, the clown cow snuggled up on his shoulder, the huge cow head gently rubbed his face, and his godless eyes saw through everything in his heart.
The two sides were so close that she picked up a pot of cream from one side, dipped it in strawberries, smiled and fed it into her mouth
"Poof!"
Once his nostrils were blocked, he retreated from the mysterious meditation state, which almost made him angry!
But then he suddenly felt a light shoulder, as if some weight had left his body and left his back.
After waiting for a while and finding that his nostrils were no longer blocked, he was ready to continue to use the power of the fish head.
I didn't succeed twice before. Maybe my wish is too big. Let's go step by step this time.
"Sissohn died, sissohn died..."
He began to read aloud, and then the fish head responded to him. The red light swallowed him, and he felt unprecedented warmth in the light.
I have children with the clown cow. We live together in a luxurious villa. Now on Christmas Eve, the table is filled with all kinds of tempting food, and even a huge turkey.
"Honey, will we be together forever?" He asked the clown cow and looked into each other's empty eyes.
The cow smiled. She nodded gently and put her hoof on the back of her hand: "yes, we will be happy."
In the red light, he saw familiar people smiling at him, and he couldn't help smiling back at them and sighed:
"How nice, how warm..."
......................
"Slade, sissohn, he killed himself with a chaotic magic spell?"
The waiter who came to the snowy alley pulled sissohn with his foot. Before he died, the guy held the stinking fish head in his hand and smiled on his face, which can be said to be quite strange:
"I don't know if it's my illusion. Why is there a sense of seeing the same match girl? I seem to have seen this story somewhere."
The little cousin of a brain cancer patient scratched his head. His amnesia caused him not to remember the story of the little girl clearly. Instead, he would think of a snake head selling a girl called matches.
The body's green cloak had been covered with a thin layer of snow, as if the sky wanted to bury the poor man.
The eight demons came, the God eater also arrived, and even the yawning brain axe came.
A group of people stood in a small alley and looked at sissohn's body with different expressions.
But the knell had no compassion. He just smiled, flashed his lightsaber and methodically divided sissohn:
"Actually, it shouldn't be like this. Originally, the story I prepared for him was that the fake Sison was killed by the eight, and the real Sison escaped from the sky with the cow and the magic fish head. Then they hid in the dungeon maze, and then they met another clown cow on the road. The three experienced all kinds of love and hate, and then the contradiction between cow No. 1 and cow No. 2 broke out, which completely changed the plot of Korean dramas I knew Arranged in, the final outcome is the plot of No. 1 holding sissohn's head to sea But now it's OK. At least it's a famous story. "
"Ah, what a pity, I didn't see it." Angboda sighed with regret. She waved her hand and stopped the heavy snow: "I want to see that story, too."
"It should be that Sison had evil thoughts when using your so-called magic fish head. He thought he was a ghost, so he wanted to make a wish to let his rival die. As a result... Our world, our universe, still thought he was Sison, and he didn't care what color of robe he wore."
O'shutu's voice is still beautiful, but it also brings some loneliness. After all, today, Seth and Sison are dead, and her old enemies disappear like this. She will inevitably feel a little sorry.
Sissohn killed himself.
"Hey, why do you say that? Divide the body and take the body home to understand the rules of chaos. Who wants the left hand?"
Su Ming, whose face was splashed with black blood, held a cigarette in his mouth and greeted him in a tone like selling meat in the vegetable market. He raised a Sison claw he had just cut off, held it, hooked his fingers and invited the demons.
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