"who?"

"Gaohe!"

Xin Lan said firmly, Gao Shan stood still and watched a burst of black mist coming from behind Xin Lan.

He was so frightened that he slowly stretched out his arms, trying to pull Xin Lan back, but his whole body seemed to be frozen, and the movements of his fingertips were very stiff.

Suddenly, Gao Shan realized that his current body was Gao He's body. Does this mean that Gao He can still control this body, so... that's why he can't move now?!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Looking at Gao Shan's stiff face, they slowly turned back following his eyes. The two saw a familiar figure gradually emerging from the black mist... Gao Shan's body, Gao He's face... He looked towards him like a monster.

They were gradually approaching. They were covered in blood, their faces were pale, and there was a strong smell of corpses wafting in the wind.

He was dead, really dead, and he was dead long before they came to climb the mountain.

But why did he steal Gao Shan's body and kill Qiao Xiaohui?!

Xin Lan turned around and stood in front of Gao Shan: "Stop it, Gao He, I know what happened to you! But killing is not an option. Even killing us all is not an option. You..."

Before Xin Lan finished speaking, she felt a chill on her neck.

The speed was so fast that she could almost see a cold light flashing in front of her eyes, and the sharp blade had already cut her neck.

Gao Shan, who was standing behind him, was frightened. Now Gao He had turned into a murderous demon without blinking an eye. Xin Lan died in Gao He's hands before she could finish her words.

Even Xin Lan herself could not have imagined that she would eventually die under the knife she prepared!

Seeing this scene, Gao Shan wanted to run away, but he couldn't move his body. He could only watch as Xin Lan fell to the ground and twitched, clutching his neck, while Gao He occupied his body and approached step by step.

Suddenly everything went dark, and Gao Shan completely lost consciousness. He thought that he would also die in Gao He's hands!

***

At this point in the story, there was a sudden pause, and there was a clicking sound from the radio again. I frowned and found that it was not that there was no other sound at all, but it was just a bit strangely quiet.

Walking to the radio, I picked up the phone. The call time had already been half an hour. Logically speaking, the program would have ended by this time.

But the spirit dragon on the other end of the phone seemed to be standing by the road, and his ears were filled with the sound of wind and whistling.

"Are you still listening?"

I asked suspiciously. Linglong seemed to be using a Bluetooth headset. As soon as I opened my mouth, he responded immediately with a bit of surprise in his voice: "Is the story over?"

"No...but there is no other sound on the radio now, but...the background sound is very similar to what you heard over there..."

I made a bold guess, I think Linglong should understand what I mean.

Unexpectedly, after hearing what I said, he only left a few words: "Well, wait for my news."

After that, he asked me to keep placing the phone next to the radio and pay attention to what was coming out of the radio.

I stood aside with a nervous frown. The blank period lasted for about five minutes. Five minutes later, the clicking sound disappeared, and the host's cold voice came out again: "Okay, tonight's program ends here.

Okay, thank you all for listening, and we’ll see you next week.”

What?

it's over?
Chapter completed!