The young man still had a smile on his face. In fact, he had a rather handsome face, with drooping eyes, which seemed innocent.

From Ren Yingying's point of view, she was no less like a green-faced evil spirit—she could see her footsteps were nailed to the ground, unable to move at all, only a desperate ho sounded from her throat.

He approached them step by step, his eyes as deep as a pool.

"Dear sister," he said with a half sigh, "how could you throw your only blood-connected brother in there?"

Kou Dong turned his head to look at A Xue, the little girl looked calm, just looked up at the system interface on her right.

He said the relationship between the two in real life, which is considered a violation of law. But the system didn't move, didn't react at all, it seemed to be stuck.

After a long silence, Axue suddenly laughed.

"Really?—you're my brother?"

"What," Yin Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, no longer looking like a little white rabbit before, "Didn't you verify it? Didn't you save me from the hands of those gamblers?"

There was a slight trembling at the corner of A Xue's mouth. Her expression froze again, and she said solemnly, "Rescue?"

She sneered.

"The one I rescued should be a dead man."

Hearing this sentence suddenly, even Song Hong was stunned and looked at her in surprise.

The little girl stood firmly where she was, but what came out of her mouth were chilling words: "Do you think he is a good person? I know him too well. He owes so many debts, and those who collect the debts are I won't let him go, even his only son was tied up in order to force him to pay back the money."

"They still don't know. - Will he give money? Even if he makes money in the game, it is for gambling!"

The gambler has already lost his heart, so what is the relationship between children and children. Her titular father entered the dead man's game, and he didn't want to pay back the money at all, but dreamed of using that money to gamble again in exchange for more money.

In their eyes, this is a lucrative business. Before the sale was successful, they had no intention of caring about the life and death of their so-called children.

Those people tied Yin Qi, but they didn't even have the slightest effect. In a fit of rage, he cut off his drinking water and locked him in a dilapidated factory. Later, the man lost in the game and was unable to wake up again. When Song Hong and A Xue found the man, he had already been declared brain dead, and naturally it was impossible to pay the money back.

After a man abandoned his wife and daughter for so many years, the creditors didn't know that he still had a wife and daughter who could be squeezed. In order to vent their anger, they simply lit a fire and ran away, burning the son alive.

In Yin Qi's mouth, he loosened the rope and escaped from the window, and was then rescued by the two who learned the news. With his inability to make a living, the two brought him into the game to make money.

But this statement, A Xue did not believe it from the beginning.

The reason is also simple. Those gangsters are ready to burn people to ashes without any evidence, how could they leave an unclosed window to let him survive?

Yin Qi has seen their faces, isn't he afraid that he will turn around and call the police?

She secretly found the gangsters behind her. After looking for someone to get them drunk, finally heard from them that the windows had been nailed with wooden boards.

"There's no way... it's impossible for anyone to run out." The man who committed the murder promised drunkenly, "That little bastard has been starving for more than ten days before..."

Damn it before it ignites.

Humans cannot be resurrected from the dead. People who had been starved for more than ten days with their hands and feet bound, had died long before the fire.

...then who appeared in front of them later?

With the identity of his younger brother, Axue must bring him into the game.

who is it?

"Since it's not, why pretend?" A Xue sneered, "After being with us for so long, it's time to talk about what you want to do?"

Song Hong could hardly believe his ears. Although he always acts with A Xue in real life, he doesn't know that there are so many twists and turns in it - it's ridiculous, he really thinks A Xue doesn't like this younger brother because they both have male blood. So I still take care of it occasionally - but what is it now, this is a person with ulterior motives, no, maybe not even a human being!

Not only was he stunned, he was broken. Such a big thing, he has been kept in the dark!

At this time, when he looked at Yin Qi again, he had the consciousness of a victim—this is a liar.

Even he wanted to ask aloud why.

Axue brought him in, naturally pretending to obey him, wanting to see what kind of abacus he was playing.

After spending so much thought and painstakingly following them, disguised as a little white flower, it is so pitiful...

You can't just want to grab a few points and earn some extra money, right?

For this reason, Song Hong didn't quite believe it.

He cast his suspicious eyes on the young man, and the corners of Yin Qi's mouth were completely drawn into a straight line, showing an almost mean rigidity.

In such a situation, the long-haired girl beside her became weak and almost knelt down.

"He's not human..."

she murmured.

The strong man hadn't heard clearly, and was horrified by the sudden development in front of him. He was stunned when he heard her whispering to herself next to her, and couldn't help but gruffly said, "What the hell are you mumbling about!"

"He's not human!"

Ren Yingying's voice came out completely. She shouted desperately, pointing at Yin Qi with trembling fingers.

"I saw it, I saw it..."

"I was going to kill him!"

As an old man in the game, she naturally has her own secret weapon. But she had clearly used her skills to kill people on the spot by surprise. The next second, the blood mist re-condensed and gradually condensed into a new human form——

In the dark red blood, there is a clear cold light.

"He's not human - there's a knife in his blood!"

She gestured with fear in her eyes.

"sickle!"

"Sharp sickle!!!"

After this sentence was shouted out tremblingly, an extremely wonderful chemical reaction occurred. There was an almost suffocating silence in the arena. This silence seemed to be sprayed with sparks, and the thorns were scorching.

No one spoke, no one gasped. The wind in the dungeon stagnated, and the system began to shake, spitting out dialog boxes one after another, so fast that Kou Dong couldn't see clearly.

Ye Yanzhi's face was strange, and there was a strange sense of certainty that the conjecture was confirmed. His voice was soft, and he repeated those three words slowly.

"a knife?"

The ghost baby in his arms suddenly froze into a stone. Kou Dong noticed its unusually stiff body, and vaguely felt that something was wrong with the game - but in a split second, it suddenly let out a sharp roar, and suddenly jumped out of Kou Dong's arms and rushed towards Yin Qi!

It all happened in a blink of an eye, before anyone even had time to react. The clay figurines in the distance strode towards them and ran towards them. The little ghosts, the bones in the forest, and even the trees, the earth, the sky... They all opened their invisible mouths and let out a roar that they had never heard before. , and even makes people wonder if this is their voice - all things in the world are rushing towards Yin Qi, and they are trying to extinguish him here with overwhelming hostility.

Crashed.

Kou Dong had never seen such a suicidal attack, not much less than the scene when he was molested. Grass, wood, clay figurines, ghosts... all of them suddenly became a barrier between him and Yin Qi, covering them layer by layer. The ground was torn open, and the huge crack completely separated him and Yin Qi, and then quickly pulled away. Below was a spinning thick black vortex, which could not wait to open his mouth to absorb everything and swallow it desperately.

The sun and the moon have no light, it is really purgatory on earth.

The copy seems to be folded by an invisible big hand, Wangxiang Terrace, Naihe Bridge, Blood Water... The scenery that should have been far away, now collapsed in front of me.

It was even the first ruined temple they had ever stayed in.

Kou Dong also caught a glimpse of the blue sedan chair. Crawling out from the inside was a man he had seen before, but the man's eyes were dull at the moment, and there was no reaction at all. It was not until the ghost baby cried loudly that his eyes suddenly became brighter, and he climbed out of the sedan chair and rushed towards Yin. That.

"..."

Kou Dong was stunned.

He originally thought that this so-called ex-husband was the real boss behind the scenes - but now it seems that there is really no truth in the mouth of the NPC, this ex-husband is clearly controlled by the ghost baby!

Maybe it's a puppet made by a ghost baby!

What's the deal with five-five-five-one, and even cheating on this innocent old father with a pacifier! !

Kou Dong immediately gained a new understanding of his second son, and was both shocked and annoyed. But this is not the time to care about these, the NPCs tried their best to stop Yin Qi, but from there, there was a flash of cold light, like lightning tearing apart the dark ghost baby——

The handsome young man reappeared in front of him.

The hem of his clothes fluttered and he stood on top of the clay figurine's high head. Both hands of the clay figurine were broken, and he shook his head desperately, trying to throw him off.

But this little shaking does not affect the youth. Looking down from a high place, he was unmoved by the killings, only lowered his eyelids.

Kou Dong felt like a thorn in his back.

He looked at himself.

"One hundred and two years."

The corners of the young man's thin mouth lifted.

"One hundred and two years..."

"I still found you."

He slowly opened his chest with his fingers. In the blood rushing out of his chest, a cold sickle finally appeared in his hand——

At that moment, this figure and Kou Dong's nightmare suddenly and slowly overlapped.

hide and seek.

Child covering his mouth.

A childish child's voice.

"It's a game."

...

He gradually remembered what he had feared before and what might have fallen when he was hanging on his head forever.

The inescapable footsteps that sounded behind him——

It was the voice of death.

die.

What he faced was death.

The figure of his mother reappeared in his childhood, dragging his little hand through the hall where the heavy white robes fell. The floor of the hall was engraved with strange and eccentric patterns, and he stepped over the scarlet threshold and finally came to the god they were asking for.

Ye family.

An executioner who sits in the gap between Yin and Yang.

They have escaped from the world of life and death. They are not gods, but they are closer to gods.

"Life or death," he heard the vicissitudes of life of the old man's voice, "the way is in the sky..."

The young woman couldn't hear it. Her husband is dead, her parents are dead, she has no relatives, no friends - she is alone in this world, and there is only one bond left.

She poured her energy and even her life into her child, desperately begging the executioner to save her child.

Her child is dying from a genetic disease.

The executioner was reluctant to take action. They only raised butcher knives and never saved people. This is against the rules of ethics in the world, how can we do it?

In the end, it was the heir of the Ye family who saved him.

The kid was two years younger than him. He hid in the child's yard and heard the familiar footsteps - the sound of death approaching. The kid covered his mouth and whispered to him, shhh, it's hide and seek...

These revolving lanterns of the past flashed in front of his eyes, his steps staggered, and finally he remembered that he was a ray of soul left by his mother's greed.

He should no longer exist.

Kou Dong's eyes were white. He looked at the god of death standing high in the clouds, and then lowered his eyes to him, preparing to harvest his soul.

It was at this moment that he suddenly heard a wooden bell.

"Ding, ding, ding..."

This should not have sounded in Ye Yanzhi's hands. This wooden bell has no clappers and cannot be rattled at all. The sound can only be heard by the dead and those who are close to death.

At this moment, everyone clearly heard this voice. The ghost baby suddenly woke up from the anger, stepped on the ghost's head, and flew towards him quickly.

It plunged into Kou Dong's arms and pressed its hands firmly against his cheeks.

"Hold your breath—"

Kou Dong seemed to have plunged into the icy water. He dived slowly into the water and saw himself.

This should be the memory of the ghost baby. He watched a mass of mud gradually take shape in his hand, giving birth to the appearance of facial features, pulling out his limbs, and finally drawing the color with a crayon...

That's the ghost baby himself.

Kou Dong in memory is an extremely lonely person. He doesn't get up much from his chair, but spends most of his time sitting at the table, pinching his clay figurine intently. This is the smallest and most exquisite one that Kou Dong called his son, and he also made many delicate little clothes out of fabric.

With the help of Ghost Infant's eyes, Kou Dong gradually understood that he also had a genetic disease in his memory.

I can't go out because I'm sick.

I can only sit in this dark room forever, and get a little sunshine with the help of the bay window.

He doesn't run much, doesn't jump much. The only one who can accompany him is such a clay figurine. After a long time, the clay figurine also gave birth to a sense of consciousness. He strangely found that its eyes were more radiant, and it became more naive day by day.

In the story, Kou Dong was not afraid, but felt heartfelt joy because he finally had something to accompany him. He once had a cat, but once he opened the window, the cat never came back. He also wanted to raise a dog, but when the dog looked forward to him going down, he couldn't hold the rope and run with it at all.

Animals may live longer than him, so he slowly rested his mind.

It's just that people are lonely.

Loneliness is something that can't be explained or explained; when Kou Dong sits alone on a chair, the seams between his bones are cold.

But with the little clay figurine, he seems to be a little warmer.

He raised the little clay figurine as a son, and made no secret of his desire for a family.

Kou Dongdong likes men from birth. The family background he arranged for the little clay figurine is a family of three. He is a serious and loving father, and there is a strict father who always has a cold face, does not talk much, and is 1.8 meters tall, handsome and tall...

In the game, Kou Dong also secretly added a setting, that is, the so-called strict father, who only pets him.

Not even my son.

Kou Dong after reading this paragraph: "..."

Alas, he really likes sweetness by nature.

What a shame.

In the game, Kou Dong never knew one thing, that the little clay figurine secretly remembered all his fantasies. Kou Dong always thought that he was going to die, so he dreamed of having a man who was not afraid of death, like Hades, to be this strict father, so the little clay figurine brought in himself, and he became the prince of the underworld.

But this clay man has a lot of guts.

It doesn't just want to be the son.

It also wants to play the father himself.

It hopes that two of the three members of the family are itself.

According to this story, the little clay figurine will gradually become a living person and grow up quickly, and then officially become the boyfriend of Kou Dong's dream in the game - the kind who is tall and handsome and can rule the underworld. Then, it and Kou Dong gave birth to a bunch of children, and the family lived happily together...

The fork in the road was that one day, Kou Dong in the game suddenly left without saying goodbye. The so-called abandoning the husband and abandoning the child comes from this.

It has been a few months now that the baby-sized clay figurine has been struck by lightning, striding on his own small feet, and he has searched the world and found no youth. How many times it was washed away by the rain, and how many times it turned into muddy water - it struggled to put itself together, and finally shed its first tear.

It's a drop of blood.

The blood pulled it down. It has long been nourished with a soul, and since then, the soul has fallen into Huangquan.

Seeing this, Kou Dong probably understood. The so-called dungeons were all imagined by ghost babies—or clay figurines. It is the creator of the copy, built here according to what Kou Dong once described to it, and pinched a grown-up self to play the strict father.

This is actually an excerpt.

It is the actor in the play itself. Thinking about it every day, indulging in it every day.

Kou Dong's heart suddenly softened. He empathized with it and knew clearly that what it wanted was the same as him—

It's just a home.

That was the dream that Kou Dong and the clay figurines weaved together. Now, only the clay figurine remembers it alone.

How can it not be angry?

How can you not be sad?

He opened his eyes and met Ghost Infant's dark, white eyes. If it weren't for these bruises, it would have been a rather cute child of Yuxue.

It looked at him now.

"Daddy..."

It murmured, and slowly retracted its hands from his face, and turned to gently hold the corner of his clothes.

"Don't go..."

Its voice fell slowly.

"I'm good."

"I-I'll be good."

Kou Dong's throat seemed to be blocked by something. He couldn't say a word and was shaking all over. He hugged the small body tightly, the leash was still hanging down, and the ghost baby rested his head on his shoulder.

Like in the game he has it on his shoulder.

"Don't go."

Kou Dong finally spit out these two words from the stem's throat, and gently patted its back.

"Don't go..."

A relieved smile appeared on the ghost baby's face. It seems to have grown bigger, sometimes it is the image of an adult man that Kou Dong saw in the sedan chair, and sometimes it is the image of this little baby.

"Nice," it said in a muffled voice, gradually stiffening in his arms. Countless NPCs used their bodies as sacrifices to stop Yin Qi's footsteps, the wind whistled and shuddered behind the ghost baby, and the world gradually collapsed to the small piece in front of him.

Kou Dong felt a laceration - it was drawn by a sickle and ran through its entire back.

"so good……"

It turned back into the original clay figurine, fell to the ground with a clatter, shattered into several pieces, and never closed its eyes again.

After discovering that it couldn't stop Death, it exhausted its last bit of strength.

It completes its own obsession.

[The task has been completed. 】

[The player is about to be pulled out of the instance. 】

【five four three two one】

The scythe of the god of death was blocked in the last second, and Kou Dong was pulled out by a force and fell heavily.

This time, it was no longer his in-game home.

He collapsed into a group of stuffed animals with long ears.