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    "Lin Mengmeng" grinned and laughed. It also bears Ye Yanzhi's face, but it has a completely different aura from Ye Yanzhi—

    Ye Yanzhi is cold and pale, like the accumulation of snow on the top of a pine tree, which is not to be played with at all.

    With the same eyebrows and eyes, there is a bit more gloom on the face of "Lin Mengmeng". From head to toe, it reveals another kind of almost crazy paranoia. When looking at the young man in front of him, it almost didn't look like it was looking at a person - it was looking at a group of living flesh that couldn't wait to chew and swallow.

    Kou Dong was all too familiar with this look. In the game copy of "Dead Man", he has been seen by NPCs with such eyes countless times. So that as soon as he received this look, he vaguely felt a pain in the egg.

    He didn't know it at that time, and thought that these NPCs were really affected by the so-called favorability, but now they seem to be too young. —— Judging from the wonderful face change of "Lin Mengmeng" just now, what kind of different NPC is this.

    This is so obviously made by the same person!

    Although there have been speculations, this fact still caused Kou Tiantian's young heart to suffer a lot. He recalled the days when he was chased by NPCs in the dungeon, and once again felt the deep malice from the dead game.

    too difficult.

    Why is he so difficult?

    "I've been thinking," Kou Dong said softly, "why are there so many differences between the content and copy of the date?"

    "What kind of producer can make this..." He paused and found the most suitable adjective, "Fucking design?"

    It's like a double world of ice and fire. He was chased all over the ground, and then he was spoiled on a date. This is something that a schizophrenic can only come up with!

    What normal person would play like this!

    Ye Yanzhi on the side: "..."

    Suddenly he felt a little pain in his knee.

    "But then, I figured it out," Kou Dong put the tip of his tongue against his lower jaw, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a lazy smile appeared, "Ah, it turns out that there is more than one designer for this game."

    "That's why the system is so strange. It gives me the exchange pool to help me out, and it hopes that I can't get out and stay in the game. Because from the beginning to the end, there are actually two completely different design concepts in the system, but now The dark side prevails, and the dating world is the original game world—right, the system?"

    The system of "Dead Man" seemed to be dead at the moment, not saying a word. But Kou Dong knew that it must still be lingering in a certain corner. It's just that at this moment, he is allowed to peel, and he can't say anything.

    "So I'm thinking again," Kou Dong slowly paced in front of "Lin Mengmeng", "what made the game suddenly change?"

    "Lin Mengmeng" was expressionless, his pupils seemed to be on fire.

    "Later, you told me the answer yourself." Kou Dong laughed softly and tapped himself with his fingertips, "It's me."

    "I left."

    "—The game just changed."

    That's why the NPCs in the dungeon are so sensitive to things like dying or leaving. Their nightingale flew away once, and they would never let it fly away a second time.

    "Lin Mengmeng" raised his eyebrows and let out a slightly mocking laugh. It raised its eyes and looked directly at Ye Yanzhi opposite: "Useless waste."

    Not even anyone can see it.

    Ye Yanzhi was indifferent, but Kou's father was instantly unhappy. Saying he can, saying that his cub is obviously not good, he carried a bow and arrow and slapped "Lin Mengmeng" directly in the face.

    "How did you talk to my cub?"

    "Lin Mengmeng" was beaten and turned her head to the side, and a faint red mark appeared on her face. Its figure became more and more transparent, and it almost turned into a gray fog, only the eyes were gloomy.

    The ground under his feet trembled even more. Lin Mengmeng coughed twice, but instead of getting angry, she laughed more deeply. It laughed out of breath, and bent down deeply, clutching its wounded chest.

    More blood dripped out of the fingers, and the world gradually collapsed with a loud rumbling sound. After being slapped, Lin Mengmeng was wearing a red mark, standing in the background like snowflakes, laughing wildly by herself - to be honest, this scene looked a little scary, Kou Tiantian watched it After a while, he couldn't help but ask Ye Yanzhi next to him.

    Is this man sick? It took him so long to slap him.

    Live like a shaking M.

    Ye Yanzhi didn't respond, his lips pursed tightly, his face still pale.

    Lin Mengmeng finally finished laughing, the corners of her mouth were still upturned, as if she had heard a joke.

    "You treat him as a son, why don't you ask him what he thinks of you?"

    It must not be a father. Kou Tiantian is rarely a little guilty, but she quickly regained her confidence: "What's your business?"

    "It's not my business?"

    Lin Mengmeng lowered her eyes halfway and smiled, "That's naturally none of my business."

    There was a dark fire in his eyes.

    "He brought you to me."

    "—He brought you here, how could he let you leave like this?"

    Ye Yanzhi raised his head suddenly.

    "Guess what, young master," Lin Mengmeng said with infinite tenderness and malice, "guess, — who am I?"

    Ye Yanzhi finally reacted, his pupils shrank sharply!

    "Guess," Lin Mengmeng said, "you look at my face, who am I?"

    Kou Dong looked at it as if looking at a lunatic.

    Of course it won't be Lin Mengmeng. The real Lin Mengmeng was already dead when he was made into a rabbit, and what was attached to this body after that was just a ghost belonging to this game, and a man behind the scenes was covered with this layer of skin.

    And now, what does it want to hear from him when it asks him this?

    Kou Dong suddenly had a strange feeling. He followed this face carefully and turned to look at Ye Yanzhi again. This similarity didn't touch him too deeply just now. For some reason, at this moment, it suddenly exploded in his heart like a thunder.

    "—don't look at it."

    The young god behind him said suddenly.

    His voice was calm, not trembling, just dry.

    "it's me."

    He saw the young man's expression in an instant, as if a layer of dull gray suddenly fell: "What?"

    Ye Yanzhi's lips moved slightly.

    Time suddenly flipped before his eyes, and he hurried forward to trace the source. When he was blatantly violating Heaven's Tao and determined to take his child to escape from life and death, the Divine Seal trembled and quietly cast a small, dark shadow behind him.

    Day after day, year after year. In the growing selfish desires and darkness, in the uncontrollable imaginings and thoughts, the shadow was fed up. It lived off his selfish thoughts about the child, poking its head out every quiet night.

    It is the secret desire that the gods can't express, a shameful but inexorable desire that should not exist. It was an exclusive monster that emerged from under the skin of the gods, with its bloody fangs open to devour that person.

    Just as the psychiatrist said, Ye Yanzhi was never qualified to accuse them. They imprisoned, possessed, and bound, but they were only reflections of his heart.

    If he never had such an idea, where would there be a so-called "Lin Mengmeng" in this world?

    Where is the second dead person?

    In this regard, it is actually not wrong.

    He raised his dark eyes, and finally revealed the final truth to the young man standing in front of him——

    "—it's me."

    Ye Yanzhi first discovered the existence of the shadow when the child was twelve years old, when Kou Dong left the Ye family. At that time, Kou Dong had lived under the protection of the Ye family for six or seven years, and the god of death quickly found the key from it. At this time, Ye Yanzhi hadn't been in the right position yet, and he couldn't be regarded as a real god. He gradually realized that this method alone could not really protect the child.

    He had to find another way.

    He decided to send Kou Dong out.

    This move was actually a dangerous move. When he heard Yanzhi's brother himself say that he wanted to go by himself, Kou Dong, who had been raised by him for many years, couldn't accept it for a while - but he finally trusted Ye Yanzhi and finally obeyed obediently.

    Under the protection of the young god, he quietly walked out of the gate of Ye's house. Before leaving, the god took off a strand of his hair and placed it in a wooden figurine in front of his face, transforming into another identical Kou Dong in a blink of an eye.

    This is a substitute used to fool Tiandao.

    Even though he saw a lot of magical techniques, this move directly stunned Xiao Kou Dong. Seeing him dumbfounded, the fingertips of the young god tapped between his eyebrows.

    His hands were cold, but Kou Dong's body temperature was slightly warm.

    "Wait for me," he said.

    Xiao Kou Dong resisted the tears in his eyes, grabbed the door frame, and asked him to wait for a few years.

    "When you grow up," he rubbed the child's head seriously and made an unbreakable oath to him, "When you grow up—"

    "I'll go pick you up."

    This is not a lie. When he grows into a righteous god, he will naturally appear again. At that time, he will have the ability to protect the people he wants to protect.

    But even though Ye Yanzhi planned all this very clearly, when he watched the child walk out of Ye's door step by step, he still felt a little bit of annoyance. He stood under the tree in the courtyard and watched. The slender child showed a dazed look the moment he stepped out of the threshold. It was the Ye family's technique that was gradually clearing the memory related to the yin and yang matter. Simple experience left - that's their rule too.

    To step out from here is to leave this Yin-Yang world and return to the human world.

    Heaven will not allow mortals to remember.

    The child wandered around the door for a while, and was finally taken away by a pair of women's hands. The woman who came over tightly held his hand and took him away step by step, gradually lengthening the distance between them. He watched the child's hair jumping in the wind, a little blurry——

    Eventually completely out of his sight.

    Ye Yanzhi knew that all this was necessary, but he was still uncontrollably angry.

    It was at that moment that he turned his head and bumped into the shadow face to face with him for the first time.

    It came back to life, it was still a short and small mass, huddled on the ground, and could only barely distinguish its five senses-it opened its mouth wide, and was also full of anger, and tried to chase the child back. Under the pressure, it did not move.

    It was the first time that the young god realized that he had given birth to a demon.

    He once asked the head of the Ye family how to resolve it.

    The head of the Ye family asked, "Why did you give birth to a demon?"

    The god didn't answer, and after a long while he said slowly, "Because of people."

    The head of the Ye family lowered his eyes: "Then kill people."

    An unspeakable anger suddenly appeared in the god's heart, and the shadow behind him became more and more vivid, standing half-standing, staring blankly at the head of the house.

    "What if it's because of God?"

    The head of the Ye family opened his eyes: "Then kill the gods."

    Ye Yanzhi's voice was cold: "What do you mean?"

    This is obviously prevarication.

    "In other words, why are you in such a hurry?" The head of the Ye family lay on the sick bed, coughed for a long time, and finally said what was in his heart, "I know where your inner demons are, if you practice diligently, you will recover as soon as possible. You can kill the god of death, why should you care about the little one-hearted demon?"

    Ye Yanzhi looked at him and saw his urgency. The time limit for the head of the family has come, and before he dies, he can't wait to win more for the Ye family.

    The sooner the gods are in position, the more they can protect the Ye family. He knew better than anyone that this god was indifferent by nature, and he had to use the child as his weakness to persuade him.

    At this time, it was too late for the owner to take care of the Ye family, so how could he really take care of Ye Yanzhi?

    Ye Yanzhi realized that he was alone again. He didn't feel it when the child was by his side, but now it seems to be all the more vivid, teaching him to be unbearable.

    When he walked out of the ancestral temple again, his biological mother was standing under the tree and talking to people outside. When she looked at him, her eyes were cold, as if she was watching a murderer. The people around him looked at him respectfully, but that respect was not lively, as if they were looking at a statue, a mountain that could support them.

    ...boring.

    uninteresting.

    The only interesting thing is that it is no longer there.

    Ye Yanzhi didn't get an answer from the head of the family. Fortunately, the shadow only appeared for a moment, and soon disappeared, so he simply threw it away, and didn't think of it for a long time after that. Even though Kou Dong was gone, he still looked at him with magic techniques. Later, even the magic techniques made him feel that he was not enough.

    The Ye family's car was pulling him, and it was not far or near behind the child. Kou Dong was very popular at first, and there were always several people around him. Sometimes when he was discovered by those people, they would come to knock on his window.

    At that time, Kou Dong was alive. He ran, jumped, and his face was slightly red when he was hot in the sun. He was not pale when he first entered Ye's house and seemed to be broken when he broke off. An indescribable sense of achievement and satisfaction.

    Kou Dong became a normal child and drifted away from ghosts and gods.

    The gods convinced himself to accept this.

    He wanted the child to live more than that.

    ...

    But as Kou Dong grew up day by day and his body shape was drawn, things gradually changed.

    Some people began to send love letters to Kou Dong.

    At first, the god didn't realize what the mortal trotting all the way and handing a few thin sheets of paper to his child represented. He only heard a roar next to him. The boy who was in the rebellious period had a natural embrace towards the opposite sex. The desire to explore, each other laughing and laughing into a ball.

    The laughter made Ye Yanzhi feel unfamiliar, so he read the letter. The letter was not explicit, subtle and shy, but it made the gods furious like never before - at that moment, he even had the heart to kill her.

    How dare she? !

    Before that, he didn't even think that Kou Dong might belong to a mortal. The logic in the gods' heart is simple and clear, Kou Dong was raised by him, of course, there is no doubt that it should be his.

    How could it be someone else's?

    But when he woke up from such anger, he found that the shadow behind him reappeared. This time, its eyebrows and eyes were clearer, and it even gave birth to hands and feet to move the car, teaching the car to slam into the girl who was crossing the road.

    Groups of resentful ghosts laughed softly, also surrounding her, circling around her body, covering her eyes and ears——

    All this happens in an instant.

    If he wakes up a second later, this mortal of flesh and blood will completely set foot on Huangquan Road.

    From then on, he completely stripped the darkness that should not have been born from himself, and permanently sealed the half of himself in the abyss. There are no stars, sun and moon there, time is passing, and it will always be swallowed up in it.

    The gods only wanted to be wrong about one thing.

    As long as this child lives, it will not die. It also crawled out of the corpse, and it would find him forever.

    It was reborn in the Dead Man game.

    "laugh."

    Lin Mengmeng let out an undisguised mocking smile.

    "I originally thought that if he killed you, I could replace you." Lin Mengmeng raised her jaw slightly, her figure was almost transparent, she only muttered to herself, "Trash, trash—I have become a god. , will never let him go."

    He was born to be its nightingale.

    It seemed to see Kou Dong in the dimness, it was in the story of the dead, it held the little baby placed in its arms and swayed softly.

    "Master..."

    The scene before his eyes changes. It is tall and supports the godson who is dancing carefully on his feet. The godson's face was as white as the beautiful jade of the East, and when he leaned his head against its chest, it was like a snow-white warm dove folded its wings, trembling and handed its body into its hands, and leaned on it too. its heart.

    Siren and his lover turned into foam in the sea together, and Ye Yan accompanied Nannan to the last snow country.

    The evil god stood beside the righteous god, the vampire retracted his fangs, the ghost baby grew into an adult enough to shield him from the wind and rain, and the psychology teacher kissed his student sideways in the fireworks and cool breeze of the night.

    There is no death, fear and parting.

    This is the true story of the dead.

    This is the world Ye Yanzhi built for his children. There is a Kou Dong in every world, they enjoy thousands of pets, they belong to the sunshine, petals and the looming moon in the water.

    After the real protagonist left, these worlds finally collapsed in the wind. In the end the dust settled and the curtain fell—

    It went from a hymn full of love to an elegy of blood and ashes.

    "Master..."

    "Lin Mengmeng" was still coughing, but it suddenly inserted both hands deeply into its bloody chest, and pulled out a heart with sticky blood and arrows from it - it almost became transparent.

    Kou Dong didn't move, this scene gradually overlapped with that of the evil god in front of his eyes. In the middle of the crumbling world, they unhesitatingly and sacrificially took out that heart—

    Those dark and crazy loves are hidden like bright red blood vessels, and only those who hide them are happy.

    They sip this madness like they sip honey.

    "Born for you, died for you," "Lin Mengmeng" said slowly, her eyes still fixed on him, "It's not a bad thing."

    The sound of the system suddenly reappeared:

    [The system has been destroyed, and players will be pulled out of the game world. The pull-out will take place in ten seconds, and the countdown will begin. 】

    "what……"

    "Lin Mengmeng" seems to be a pity, "There is no time."

    It also held the heart that was hit by the arrow, and did not ask Kou Dong if he wanted it, but raised his hand and threw it heavily into the dust - it fell heavily, splashing a small piece of flying of dust.

    Kou Dong's toes couldn't help but took a slight step towards it, as if a thorn was stuck in his heart, unable to spit out, but only brought small, indescribable pain.

    Whether this is love, even he can't say clearly. This deformed and morbid injustice came from him, and eventually died in his hands.

    He cannot give such love positive feedback, but he cannot remain indifferent. Humans are such strange and contradictory creatures.

    "Lin Mengmeng" bowed his head and gave an elegant medieval salute.

    【three】

    【two】

    Its figure gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely from Kou Dong's sight——

    "Dead Man" completely collapsed in front of his eyes, shrinking quickly into a painting with only a few messy white lines left. He was thrown into the sky far away, and the feeling of weightlessness came up all at once.

    【one. 】

    [Transmission begins. 】

    A powerful suction suddenly came, and the eyes suddenly fell into a vast darkness. In a trance, don't know if it was the wind or the side, and sent the last words to his ears.

    "I wish you a long life, my young master."

    "May the shadow of death never cover you."

    The author has something to say: sort out the general logic.

    Kou Tiantian has been sick since childhood. When her mother took her to beg Ye's house, Ye Yanzhi took a fancy to her. She stayed by her side and played hide-and-seek with death for a few years.

    (The first game with Reaper)

    When the god of death discovered this trick, Ye Yanzhi sent Kou Tiantian back to the world, leaving a puppet by his side to fool the god of death.

    (The second game with Reaper)

    When Kou Dong grew up, Ye Yanzhi sealed the demon and went to find him again, but the god of death found out and took Kou Dong's life.

    (The third game with Reaper)

    In order to save his child bride, Ye Yanzhi built a dead man game, hid Kou Dong's soul in the core copy of the game, and the inner demon was resurrected.

    (4th game with Reaper)

    Kou Dong accidentally found himself in the game and escaped spontaneously. Death followed into the game and was eventually killed by Ye Yanzhi.

    (5th game with Reaper)

    ...

    In this way, this can actually be called the history of the struggle with the god of death. have to say that it is really not easy to get the salary of the god of death...

    Let's write a sweet one in the next episode, really want to write sweet. Write a warm, ghost baby!

    The new article is already in the archive, and it will be published when it is saved until 30,000, so as to ensure the update (crying) This is the longest article I have ever written, and it should be the only article that has been written for such a long time.I'm really sorry everyone.I tried the subject that I always wanted to try, but it was very painful to write QAQ like squeezing toothpaste...

    Write something happy in the next book, and restore the familiar sweet and asura field~

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