With a strong smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose, Bai Shuangxing calmed down and looked at the child in front of him.

Looking at the outline of the facial features, it was indeed Shura who was right.

It's just that, compared to the cold and handsome youth image in the future, at this moment, he looks much more harmless to humans and animals.

The child's body was slender and thin, his upper body was naked, and he was wearing a pair of tattered gray trousers underneath.

From Bai Shuangxing's perspective, he could see his thin and protruding spine, as well as the scars on his back, chest and arms.

A pair of pupils are as red as blood, although strange, the eyes are ignorant and alert, like a frightened rabbit——

Seeing the village chief, the boy clenched his teeth and let out a low growl like a beast from his throat.

He was trying to resist.

However, there were bursts of severe pain from the blood on his body, and his hands and feet were firmly bound, making him unable to move.

Shura once said that his soul fragments were scattered all over the world, and some of them were trapped in the white night.

Bai Shuangxing didn't understand the so-called "soul fragments". Judging by the other party's attitude, the child probably didn't remember her.

In the boy's eyes looking at her, there is only resistance and hatred.

He regarded her as a follower of an evil god.

Bai Shuangxing looked a little uncomfortable, and looked away.

"He's not human."

She said, "You can see it too."

"Don't the prophet feel that his existence is a gift from God?"

The village chief raised his head and looked at the statue of the evil god on the altar: "We couldn't find any sacrifices in our village. Seeing that the evil spirits were about to wreak havoc, at this moment, this child suddenly appeared beside the altar! Thanks to him, we can have sacrifices."It must be his arrangement to save the whole village!"

Hoarfrost Walk: ...

Bai Shuangxing: "But didn't you say that God doesn't like his flesh and blood?"

The village chief paused.

"It's okay to kill in one sentence."

"Village Chief: I have nothing to say."

"What kind of program is this? Is it the villain who kills the villain, or the villain who is killed? Why do I feel that Bai Shuangxing is leading them by the nose from the beginning to the end?"

"I have a hunch that she's going to start again."

really.

Bai Shuangxing looked at the old man beside him, raised his lips and smiled:

"This child has a physical body, so he is definitely not a ghost. He is neither a human nor a ghost... What else do you think he is?"

The village chief moved his lips, but made no sound.

A terrifying thought slowly floated in his mind.

"Think about it, why are you taking this child as a sacrifice, and the gods are not happy? Why did he appear in front of the altar dedicated to the gods?"

Bai Shuangxing spoke softly, looking straight into his eyes: "Village Chief, I think you have made an unforgivable mistake."

Of course she was talking nonsense.

The evil god hates boys as sacrifices because Shura is not a human being, but a god equal to him.

Even he would not like flesh and blood of the same kind——

Just like human beings can happily eat bread, but they are unwilling to use other people as food.

And the reason why it appeared on the altar is all because Shura's soul fragments will be attracted by people's malice.

Over the past three hundred years, countless innocent people have been killed in the village. Resentment, killing intent and greed have been condensed to form the children in front of them.

However, the village head knew nothing about it.

Under Bai Shuangxing's intentional hint, he had another interpretation of the cause and effect of the matter.

The child suddenly appeared on the altar because he was born from the altar, from the gods.

When they sacrificed the boy, the gods didn't respond and didn't buy it, because the gods didn't want him to be a sacrifice.

"Could it be..."

The village head trembled, his face showing horror: "This child... is, is an apostle sent by God?"

"...This kind of statement is actually very reasonable."

"I'm new here, did the village chief say something wrong? There's no problem with this logic! I was also tricked into it by Baishuangxing???"

"A long time ago, I accidentally met the evil god Shura. How should I say it... Is 70% similar to this child."

"Sura? Isn't that the enemy of the evil god!"

In the end, she fooled her into becoming a god's apostle?!

"That's right."

Bai Shuangxing restrained his smile: "You are loyal and have served the gods for nearly three hundred years. He felt your sincerity and sent down this messenger—"

Speaking of this, her eyes became colder: "Why does He refuse to accept this child's flesh and blood, don't you understand?"

The village head looked at her blankly.

The man in his sixties trembled violently, his legs went limp for a while, and he sat on the ground in fright.

"To be honest, in my dream, God also said one more thing."

Bai Shuangxing looked down at him: "The apostle is trapped, rescue him as soon as possible."

She has always had a talent for making up stories.

Baishuang lowered his voice.

"At first, I thought you were betraying the gods, so I didn't tell you the real purpose of this trip. But now it seems...it seems to be a misunderstanding."

"I, how could we betray God!"

Frightened and frightened, the village head burst into tears: "Prophet! Please, please explain clearly to us! We are just impatient and misunderstood God's meaning... help us!"

As a believer, he knew how terrifying that god was.

Bai Shuangxing met his cloudy eyes and smiled slightly: "I understand."

She spoke with a soft tone, as if she was bewitching in a low voice: "I will help you, don't worry—send this child to my room, and let me talk to him."

As if grabbing a life-saving straw, the village chief nodded hastily.

"Let him be terrified to the extreme first, and then change the subject, and help him with a gentle attitude...It's scary."

"If I were the village chief, I would be grateful to her."

"So she not only secured her identity as a prophet, but also abducted a Shura by the way?"

"Absolutely. This host is interesting. When she dies, I will celebrate with champagne for her."

The bullet screen in his mind flew quickly, Bai Shuangxing remained silent, and looked at the pixel clown in the corner of his eyes.

The plot has collapsed to the vast distance, and surveillance system No. 444 looks gloomy, staring at her motionless.

In its eyes, there is an undisguised killing intent.

And Bai Shuangxing returned a polite smile——

This is where it is.

When the time is right, she will give a big gift to everyone in the village.

"I had doubts about you before, and I didn't tell you everything about the dream."

Bai Shuangxing withdrew his thoughts and looked at the village head who was about to be amnesty.

She raised her eyebrows and looked kind and gentle: "Tonight at twelve midnight, call the villagers to gather here."

Convinced of the boy's "apostle" identity, the village chief almost ran out of the basement with all his hands and feet, and called several villagers to unchain Shura together.

In order to prevent him from escaping, the iron chain passed through his wrist bone mercilessly. When it was taken off, the boy gritted his teeth and only let out a few hoarse grunts.

Knowing his identity, all the villagers turned pale, and some even had red eyes on the spot, weeping out of fear or guilt.

Bai Shuangxing stood aside and watched quietly, and an idea came to his mind unconsciously:

When they realized that everything she said and did was a lie from beginning to end...

At that time, don't know what the expression will be.

It should be very exciting.

The young Shura was carefully carried out of the basement, cleaned and bandaged, and sent to Baishuang's room.

The villagers felt that they had committed a big taboo, and they didn't dare to disturb them any more, so they hurriedly left the guest room.

A few minutes later, when Shen Chan opened the door and came in, seeing the face of the child on the bed, she was startled: "This... Asura?"

Ji Fenglin followed behind her, and gently closed the door.

Bai Shuangxing nodded, and roughly explained the ins and outs for them.

Shen Chan listened, with obvious anger in her eyes: "If you treat a child like this cruelly, are the people in the village crazy?"

Thinking about it carefully, killing so many innocent tourists one after another, they are no different from insane murderers.

Sighing silently, Shen Chan looked at the child carefully.

The villagers had washed him up and down, and put on a loose cotton jacket, dark in tone, to set off his paper-pale skin.

The child was very resistant to them, and curled up on the bed in silence, his blood-red eyes were neither sad nor happy, except for the vigilance of a small animal.

Bai Shuangxing tried to communicate with him: "Do you still remember who you are?"

——The Shura she knew had lost most of his past memories.

Don't know what's going on with him.

The boy was silent and did not respond.

After being imprisoned by the altar for so long, he has seen the purest evil in human hearts, and it is impossible for him to open his heart in an instant just because of a few words of comfort.

Bai Shuang pursed her lips, and clicked on the "House of Ghosts" panel.

In addition to "empathy", she also has another self-contained skill——

"call".

In the real world, there is no limit to the use of the summon; once it enters the white night, it can only be triggered once in each challenge.

After being triggered, the summoned ghost cannot use any abilities, similar to an ordinary person.

His eyes moved slightly, and Bai Shuang clicked on one of the character boxes.

The profile picture in the square frame is an indifferent and handsome young man with long hair.

The young Shura was unwilling to trust them, let alone sign a contract with Baishuangxing.

Once White Night is over, he will be trapped here forever.

Instead of that, it is better to let Shura retrieve the soul fragments by himself.

Ten seconds passed by pressing the button near the avatar frame, and there was no response.

Bai Shuangxing was a little helpless.

If the other party does not agree, the "summoning" will be invalid.

Both Shura and Goddess were busy searching for fragments, staying away from home all day and all night, which was the time when they were extremely busy.

In this case, it is reasonable for him to refuse the call.

In this way... She had to think hard about how to convince the young boy.

Thoughts flooded into my mind one after another, Bai Shuangxing was about to speak when he was caught off guard when he heard a familiar voice.

"Why do you call me? You're in trouble."

With a slightly languid tone, and downright impatient.

"Senior is talking hard again."

The long knife in his hand quietly lowered his voice: "After receiving the invitation, I immediately stopped meditating and came here."

Shura: ...

Shura: "Do you think I can't hear you if you whisper?"

Shen Chan was curious: "Why is 099 here?"

"It is bound to the Asura Knife, not an independent soul."

Shura's expression was indifferent, and his eyes silently glanced up.

His eyes fell on the face of the child on the bedside, and he was startled suddenly.

"I called you here just for this."

Bai Shuangxing rubbed between his brows: "Is he a fragment of your soul?"

Shura frowned, and the boy looked at him tensely with alert eyes.

The four eyes met, Shura felt a little headache.

He was born for an unknown number of years, and grew up in the purgatory formed by the evil of human nature since he was a child. Gradually, he developed a domineering character of going his own way and slashing with a knife when he couldn't understand it.

But the child in front of him...why is he covered in injuries?In the human world, who can bully him?

In addition, Bai Shuangxing and the others saw his childhood appearance, which also made him feel inexplicably awkward.

"Hey."

After a few seconds of silence, the long-haired youth spoke in a cold voice.

As if startled by him, the boy held his breath and shrank back.

Seeing this, Shen Chan felt very uncomfortable.

Having been tortured by the villagers for a long time, the boy has developed a conditioned fear of sudden noises.

"senior."

099 whispered: "Be gentle with children."

——This is obviously him, okay!

Shura subconsciously wanted to refute, but his Adam's apple moved, but he didn't make a sound.

Bai Shuangxing glanced at him: "Now, can you take back this piece of soul?"

"no."

Shura frowned: "He is trapped in this white night, unless the white night collapses, I can integrate with him."

With his strength, it is actually not a problem to directly destroy the entire White Night.

But now being summoned by Bai Shuangxing, his ability has been completely suppressed, not to mention overthrowing Bai Ye, it is even difficult to deal with a small boss.

"This is just a challenge mission in the white night."

Bai Shuangxing nodded: "Once the mission is over, we may not be able to return to this village."

This is a problem.

Shura thought for a moment, then raised his eyelids: "You can try and sign a contract with him."

Shen Chan on the side was stunned: "Huh? But isn't he you?"

"When Baishuangxing signed the contract with me, I was just a piece of soul."

Shura glanced at the boy on the bedside: "After the soul is scattered, each fragment is an independent individual until it merges with each other—you can also see that he is completely different from me."

This is true.

Bai Shuangxing turned his head, facing the boy's blood red eyes.

In a blink of an eye, there is also the monsoon.

Ji Fenglinsheng was tall and straight, now he leaned over slightly, casting a faint shadow.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, his voice was clean and youthful, and it sounded nice: "Does the wound hurt?"

The boy looked at him silently without blinking his eyes.

Ji Fenglin was not in a hurry, his black eyes moved, and he looked at Shura behind him: "He is one with you, can you feel it?"

This sentence made the boy slightly dazed.

The gods have unique powers and can sense each other.

For example, when they met for the first time, the Goddess of Light noticed the Shura breath remaining on Bai Shuangxing's body.

At this moment, of course he could feel that the black-haired young man not far away was very similar to himself.

No... not "very similar", but exactly the same.

It was also a gloomy murderous aura, like the dirty mud in hell. Compared with him, the youthful aura was stronger and thicker.

The boy gritted his teeth secretly.

He still has a little memory of the past, knowing that he was born in an extremely evil place.

It was a place full of ghosts and resentment. There was no sunshine, and there was no so-called "order". Only the thugs who had done many evils during their lifetime would be trapped in that purgatory.

Due to his special physique, Li Gui regards his flesh and blood as food, and he suffers from constant gnawing and attacks every day and night.

Over time, after dying again and again, the boy learned to resist and kill——

The memory stops here.

When he opened his eyes again, somehow, he appeared in a strange altar.

With memory loss and no strength, he had difficulty breaking free in the face of swarming humans.

Then today, he met Bai Shuangxing.

He is not stupid. From the conversation between Bai Shuangxing and the village chief, he heard that she was deliberately misleading and rescued him.

What is her purpose?

Is she also coveting this body that can continue to recover?

But the man standing not far away did have an aura that was exactly like his.

After a moment of hesitation, the boy finally spoke.

His voice was hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"who are you?"

"We are two soul fragments that are one with each other."

Shura said softly, "You are trapped here, we will find a way to get you out."

He paused, and squinted at Bai Shuangxing beside him: "As for them—"

friend?Just an acquaintance?or...

Not knowing how to introduce it, Shura paused for a moment very rarely.

099 shook his body briskly, and said in a clear voice, "It's family!"

family?

This is an extremely unfamiliar word.

The boy showed a puzzled expression, as if he was looking at Shura for a definite answer.

Bai Shuangxing also looked at him, raising his eyebrows silently.

Shura: ...

The long-haired young man's expression froze slightly, and he turned his head abruptly: "Forget it...cough, for sure, the family members I met later."

Bai Shuangxing keenly noticed that the roots of his ears were slightly red.

In the boy's eyes, the meaning of confusion is stronger.

"This is your future."

Bai Shuangxing pointed to Shura, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "He lives with us."

Him, living with humans?

The boy pursed his lips.

unimaginable.

Selfish, cruel, and unscrupulous in order to achieve his goals, this is his entire impression of human beings.

They always regarded him as a monster and cut off his flesh over and over again.

The emotions in his heart were ups and downs, and in a daze, without warning, something fell on top of his head.

The boy looked up suddenly.

"never mind."

Bai Shuangxing didn't avoid his gaze, his expression was calm and gentle, and there were ripples in his dark eyes: "Those encounters have passed... Do you want to see something that can make you happy?"

Her right hand was white and warm, gently covering his soft hair.

Even Shura, who grew up in purgatory, feels soft to the touch.

With his stunned expression, like a puppy.

Shura himself on the other side: ...

For some reason, although the hand didn't land on his head, he always had the illusion that he was being taken advantage of.

Shen Chan's curiosity was aroused: "Happy things?"

"At twelve o'clock tonight, I asked all the villagers to gather at the altar."

Bai Shuangxing smiled: "Not long ago that ghost said that all the souls who were murdered and died by the villagers are all sealed in the altar."

"???"

"No way, it won't be what I thought it would be?"

"I was still wondering why she summoned the villagers... This is too messy!"

"I never expected that it would be this development. Originally, I just wanted to watch a drama in which human beings desperately flee... Fraud Variety Show! Money back!"

[Villagers are considered humans, right?In a sense, it is indeed a "human escape drama".】

"If you expose your identity directly, you will become the target of the villagers."

Ji Fenglin nodded: "We have prepared an ambush in advance, and we will meet you when the time comes."

He has always been reliable and can pave all the way for her.

Bai Shuang raised the corners of her mouth and nodded lightly.

"Let's make a quick decision."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the boy in the corner: "It's not safe for you to stay here alone. When the time comes, I will trouble you to cooperate."

The child was ignorant, maybe he was dazzled by her smile, his throat moved, and he let out a low "hmm".

"Speaking of which," Shen Chan rubbed her chin, "Sura is Shura, and the kid is also Shura... If the names are repeated, it's not easy to tell them apart, right?"

The long-haired young man on the side was slightly stunned, and the next second, his whole body tensed up.

The moment Shen Chan finished speaking, he saw Bai Shuangxing turn around leisurely and glanced at him.

There is a sense of foreboding.

"It's very simple."

Bai Shuangxing smiled, bent over and looked at the boy on the bedside: "They're all Shuras, just call them by nicknames—do you like 'Xiu Xiu', 'Little Xiu', 'Luo Luo' or something else?"

Shura:?

Shura:???

Although he is different from the child in the bed, in the final analysis, they are the same soul.

What "Xiuxiu" and "Luo Luo"... He absolutely does not accept this kind of address!

Quickly looking at the boy, Shura's eyes darkened slightly.

Based on his understanding of himself, it was impossible for him to choose any one of them when he was young.

Since a long time ago, he has been an evil god who licks blood on the edge of a knife.

No evil god would be willing to be called by a nickname.

Sure enough, there was silence in the air for a while.

The boy's long eyelashes fluttered like a small black fan, as if feeling embarrassed, when he spoke, he lowered his head timidly: "...Little Xiu."

The sound was as small as a mosquito buzzing.

Shura: ...?

"Then we'll call you Little Xiu."

Bai Shuangxing smiled, introduced everyone present one by one, and finally talked about himself: "My name is Baishuangxing, you can call me sister."

elder sister?!

The long-haired youth tensed up.

How could he be called Sister Bai Shuangxing!

"Hey."

Shura finally couldn't bear it any longer, and reminded the child: "At home, we are little uncles."

"Well, it's little uncle."

Bai Shuangxing's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled slyly: "So, just call me sister."

Little Xiu tilted his head.

In his knowledge category, what is "uncle" and what is "sister", the concept is very vague.

Is it the name for family members in the human race?

The boy couldn't figure out the meaning, so he said in a daze, "Sister... sister."

Shura: ...

It was a very soft voice, full of doubts and vigilance.

Carefully, like a cat's paw on the ear.

What's more, he has a harmless face.

When he grew up, Shura was bitter, with a cold and violent temper, and he looked like he would reject people thousands of miles away, and he was very difficult to approach.

At this moment, his face was pale, his soft long hair was disheveled and scattered around his ears, his pupils were round and clear, and he actually looked a little cute.

The child's appearance was so cute, Shen Chan was hit by a red heart, and raised her right hand:

"I, I, I! I am Sister Shen Chan!"

So the other party obediently repeated the title.

Satisfied, Shen Chan covered her heart.

"You guys—"

The ears turned red visible to the naked eye, and Shura took a deep breath.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the long knife in his hand swung left and right twice.

"My name is 099, and I will be your future friend."

099 said: "You will be very, very powerful in the future. You not only saved my life, but also helped many people. You are a very strong and kind senior—everyone likes you very much."

This is an unthinkable statement.

Not only the boy, even Shura himself was stunned.

099 coughed twice, and lowered his voice: "Well... good boy, come and call 99 sister."

Shura: ...

Shura hit the handle hard: "...Hey!"

Being taken advantage of by a group of people, Shura was so angry that he walked to the bedside with red ears, and gave his young self a general knowledge science.

Relying on his identity as a prophet, Baishuangxing searched for supplies in the village to prepare for the next plan.

Before knew it, it was twelve o'clock at midnight.

The location of the altar was remote, but at this moment, it was surrounded by people with different expressions.

Some people were nervous, some were ecstatic, and some were uneasy, thinking about the "God Apostle" who was tortured to the point of being out of shape.

I just hope that God will not be angry and blame them because of this incident.

Amidst the crowds, suddenly, the light came on.

The underground is empty and dark, with a dim yellow lamp hanging in the center.

The light is dim and shadowy, illuminating the Supreme God Statue that is hidden by the red cloth.

And three figures slowly walking towards the statue.

The village chief walked in the front, Bai Shuangxing held the boy's right hand, his steps were light, and there was no difference from usual.

In her other hand, she held a small sealed box.

According to her, it was a sacred object conveyed by the gods, and it was very precious.

Seeing her, the atmosphere around the altar was high, and there were endless voices of discussion from all around.

The village head raised his hands to signal the villagers to be quiet.

"Everyone be quiet!"

He was impatient, and a deep fire was burning in his eyes: "For more than three hundred years... We have believed in the gods for three hundred years, and today, He finally brought us enlightenment!"

Speaking of this, his voice suddenly rose: "I invite the prophet to convey to us the highest gift—!"

The word "gift" fell, and the solemn and fanatical atmosphere reached its peak, and the believers bowed down one after another to pay their respects to the Lord of Chaos.

The village head took a deep breath, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

Finally came today.

Since Li Gui broke free from the shackles, he has been living in fear, until now, he can finally relax.

Those sacrifices do not appreciate the happy life one enjoys, they can be offered to the gods, it is their blessings from three lives.

Now that the prophet comes, the power of the gods will drive away the ghosts and protect all believers.Just because they want revenge?dream!

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze sideways, looking expectant and respectful, watching Bai Shuangxing's movements.

The Prophet... opened the box containing the holy relic.

what would that be

The shadow of the lamp flashed for a moment, vaguely outlining the outline of the object.

Seeing its shape clearly, there was a buzzing in his head, and the village chief was stunned.

You are wrong.

In Bai Shuangxing's hand, why is it... a hammer?

Light and shadow overlap, light and dark are unpredictable.

The accident came without warning.

There was no time left for the villagers to react. At this moment, the venerable prophet brought a blessing that belonged to the gods——

There was a loud bang, and the position above the statue's head was smashed by her without hesitation!

The loud noise was piercing, and debris flew.

The village chief froze in place.

The villagers were dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, everyone present heard a few long and mournful hums.

There are no windows here, but there is a sudden cold wind.The sound of ghost cries was mixed with a few crisp laughs, and a bloodless hand stretched out from the back of a certain villager's neck.

This is... a ghost.

The idol was destroyed, and the resentful spirits suppressed here will no longer be restricted.

There are corpses everywhere in the basement, and those who died miserably were finally able to take revenge.

This is much more interesting than God-given.

collapsed.

It all fell apart.

Resentment was rampant, the barrage was rampant, and in the void, the eyelids of monitoring system No. 444 kept twitching.

It shouldn't be like this.

In the established plot, they should have become poor worms hunted and killed by villagers as tourists.

It is not easy to escape alive, and it is impossible to find the altar.

The location of the altar is an absolute secret, even if the villagers die, they will never reveal clues.

In the end, she was fooled by Bai Shuangxing, and the group of people happily led her in.

It can explode even better than a self-explosive truck, and gods can't save it.

——What is happening now is totally unreasonable!

"this……"

Unable to understand what happened, the village chief looked at the young girl beside him with the last ounce of luck: "First, prophet?"

Although he had a guess in his heart, he didn't dare to accept it.

For him, for the entire village, it would be a devastating blow.

"Well, that's what you think. From the beginning to the end, I didn't tell the truth."

Bai Shuangxing met his gaze: "I am indeed guided by the gods, but I am not the Lord of Chaos as you say."

The old man's expression changed rapidly.

Every time she said a word, the other party's facial features became more and more distorted.

Anger, annoyance, fear, and finally condensed into extreme pain and madness, regret to the extreme, making him look like a landslide.

From the beginning, he was kept in the dark, playing like an idiot?!

"You bastard!"

Trembling all over, the village chief's eyes were scarlet: "The guidance of other gods... who is it, who is it! Besides my Lord, there is no other god in the world!"

Bai Shuangxing ignored his fury.

After a slight pause, she clenched the palm of the boy beside her, which seemed to be a comfort, but also a kind of firm protection.

This is an unfamiliar touch and temperature.

The child froze, and subconsciously wanted to retract, his eyelashes trembled, his lips were pursed, and he obediently kept his palm in hers.

"He is much better than the evil god."

Bai Shuangxing smiled and said, "Perhaps... have you ever heard of a god named Shura?"