The world is unstable

Chapter 32 John Simmi
Thinking to himself, he opened John's hands without leaving a trace.

Wenzhou continued: "It's very strange, you obviously hide it very deeply, and you even don't hesitate to speak ill at others. But even so, why do I still know the secret you hide?"

Staring at Wenzhou closely, wanting to ask for an answer, John nodded stiffly.

Wenzhou continued: "Actually, I'm an exorcist, you know, the kind who travels all over the world." As he spoke, he took out the cross he got just now from his bosom and shook it at John.Of course, it was the "exorcist" who started serving after Ryan gave him the cross.

The eyes looking at Wenzhou were silent for a while, and then John continued to speak. "Sure enough, I still can't hide it." He took a deep breath, John seemed to be a few years older, and his voice became hoarse.

"I thought there was no such profession as an exorcist, just like I still can't believe the pumpkin patch. If sir is really the legendary exorcist, then please save this town, I can't stop that Evil exists.",
After wiping his cheeks, John seemed to have lost his support and slumped under the pillar next to him.

Seeing this, Wenzhou immediately leaned down and continued to ask: "To be honest, chatting is no longer allowed in time. I can feel that the pumpkin patch will explode soon. Please tell me in detail. The ins and outs of things.

Raising his head and staring at Wenzhou, John shook his head and sighed, "Sir, it's a long story, my body doesn't allow me to continue talking, cough cough." Just as he was speaking, John coughed violently.

Wenzhou just wanted to go up and pat him on the back, but found that John's body was gradually emitting a light black halo, so he stopped immediately, stepped back immediately, and raised his reaction vigilantly.

"Black light, Mr. John?!" As he asked, his left hand had already touched the cross on his chest, and Yang Yan's glove also gave off a faint light, as if Wenzhou would step forward to control it immediately if there was a slight movement john.

"Hehe, as expected, you know everything. Maybe you learned about the abnormal situation from other places, but they definitely don't know as much as I do." John, who had calmed down, said bitterly, his eyes were thin, and he didn't look very objective .

"My wife, died a few years ago, she was from damn cancer, God, I still can't get over the pain of her death",
John let the tears fall from his eyes, and continued: "Since then, it seems that my life has cast a shadow, but fortunately, I still have those old friends, maybe you already know, that is Jack , Joseph and the others."

"and then?"

"Ahem, then, something strange happened." After coughing for a while, John went on to speak: "Sometimes, at night, I often hear strange hazy sounds coming from my field, very Like my wife."

"At first I thought it was my auditory hallucination, caused by missing my wife, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

But as time went on, the sound became more and more frequent. I asked people several times if they heard strange noises, and they all said no.Oh man, I was really confused. ", the voice became smaller and smaller, and John seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

Wenzhou also squatted down slowly, wanting to continue listening to what John said.

"Until one dark night, on the day of the full moon, it finally appeared." After a few more gasps, John's frightened or shocked expression reappeared.

... back in the day

"Do I really miss Mary?" Thinking of the "auditory hallucinations" for so long, John standing at the door couldn't help recalling the past with Mary, looking into the distance, feeling a little moved.

"Ga-ga-", the puffing black flying object flapped its wings and flew to John's feet, turned its head a few times smartly, and then stared at John.

"Crow? Strange, the pumpkin isn't ripe yet. Are there already crows?" Looking at the crow on the ground suspiciously, John's thoughts were pulled out of his memories.The crows here like to eat John's pumpkins, but they only come when they are ripe. There seems to be something wrong with this crow.

Just when John was wondering, the crow flew up, stopped not far from John, and turned to look at John again.John was a little surprised: "Where does it want to take me?"

In order to know why the crow behaved like this, he followed it, walked for a while, and the crow continued to fly forward for a while.

In this way, the destination was reached in a short while.

"My pumpkin patch? Oh, huh, little thing, I can't make unripe pumpkins ripen immediately." Seeing the crow finally resting on the shoulder of the scarecrow in the middle of the pumpkin patch, John thought it wanted to eat pumpkin , couldn't help laughing out.

"Qua-ga-", ignoring John's words, the crow called twice to the scarecrow, then flew away quietly, and merged with the night.

Smiling and shaking his head, John is ready to go back to rest, and the crow's farce will end here.But just as John turned around, the strange voice came again!

"John-John-", "Come-come-", a harsh but very familiar voice came from behind John. Yes, it was very similar to Mary's voice, but it was indescribably awkward.

Turning around abruptly, I saw that the scarecrow's pupils or the two buttons seemed to be activated, exuding a black tremor, which made the surrounding air unconsciously diluted.

The Scarecrow's scarlet long nail mouth thread was trembling slightly, and the sound came from the scarecrow's mouth!

Surprised at first, John took a few steps back, and then the scarecrow's black light attacked John, and then he spoke incoherently inexplicable words.

While John was unconscious, the black light slowly disappeared from his body, but he could vaguely see that the black light didn't just disappear, there was a trace of unusual color under his skin...

...thoughts come back
"It's strange. I stared at the scarecrow uncontrollably, and then I briefly lost consciousness. When I woke up the next morning, I looked at the scarecrow again but couldn't find anything unusual. "

Coughing again, John went on to say: "It was also after that that I prohibited others from entering my pumpkin field. Every full moon night, I couldn't help but walk into the pumpkin field, and the black light also unconsciously I can't control this strange behavior."

"Then why don't you just dig up that pumpkin patch?" Wenzhou asked puzzledly, shouldn't digging up this kind of thing just end it, but John's answer proved that he still thought it was too simple.

(End of this chapter)