A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 107

Akbar regained his composure, shaking his head, "I lost my mind."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Xiaomei.

"If I'm scared like this, isn't the sigil pattern on my body just as scary?" Akbar was a little surprised, but soon, the corner of his mouth twitched.

The sigil pattern on his body was more dangerous than frightening. Akbar turned around, tried his best to press against his surging chest, then with his gloved hands, and wrote his mother's name with his hands.

[Long Shen Yu]

Xiaomei stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "This..."

"My mother." Akbar replied. "Mother is from the east. My father was this native. Unfortunately I don't know who my father is."

He frowned.

"Man?."

"Yes, but my mom opted out of the family privacy protections. Taking that into account, no other information other than the name will be disclosed."

"Can't you check it?"

"My mind is a little fuzzy."

"It's strange," Xiaomei said softly.

"I was ten years old back then, three years older than Xiayu."

Akbar began to tell the story of his childhood.

From a few words of Akbar, Xiaomei felt pain in her heart for the first time in her life, as if her heart was connected to Akbar.

"You remember she ran away, right?"

Akbar laughed, "He's so small, maybe..."

The memories that seemed to be erased came back, and he was sure this was true, because those memories could really hurt him.

Xiaome looked at Akbar, "It's all just a matter of chance."

Although Xiaomei was feeling sad, she also understood that Akbar was a person who could not dissolve in grief, she had to keep walking towards the goal so as not to get hurt.

"You mean, your mother died the year you and Xiayu had an accident."

"But in my memory, he sent my sister and I to a car, a self-driving car, the destination seemed a very far place, I just remember the expected mileage is very long. But it was hit by another car in the middle of the road and my parents are now taking me away."

"Do you want to move the tiger from the mountain?" ask Xiaomei.

Akbar was stunned, he did not think of this reason.

"My father always muttered the same sentence before his death."

"Fate?."

"God will come, follow me, and you will witness the rise of the ruler of the world..." Akbar turned to look at Xiaomei.

Things are getting weird.

"Should I try?"

"No, I've lost Xiaoli. Don't you go too."

Akbar meditated again, trying to connect his strength. But there seemed to be a powerful force preventing him from moving, but Akbar was a stubborn person, even if he sensed it, he wanted to open it.

Outer world.

The police chief turned the swivel chair around and rubbed his temple, "Master, my computer seems to be infected with a virus. Last night was fine, and now I can't show it to you."

“Virus?” A psychic named Wu asked, “What is it like?”

"Box folder surprise box. The sender is a stranger. I didn't click it. The video, like a monster-style horror game trailer, is like this when it's over."

"Trailer game, does it have anything to do with trust?"

"There's a clown icon in that box." The police chief recalled, "Forget it, but that's not a conventional Western belief, not so beautiful."

Paranormal Wu was a little surprised, when he heard this, there was no expression on his face, as if he was not surprised or unexpected at all.