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When Su Mingan finished changing his body, two days had passed.

The white-haired people are still sitting under the peach blossom tree, sleeping quietly, with flowers and rain intertwined in their brows.

"I'm back." Su Mingan called.

Yueyue lowered her head and did not respond.

"Get up." He called again.

She still didn't reply.

He stood there for a long time, his hands frozen. Until a peach blossom fell on his finger.

There was no breath flowing through his fingertips.

She had stopped breathing.

In the end, she should have been sitting here alone, alone from dawn to dusk, looking at the end of the peach blossom forest from a distance, waiting for his return... until she stopped breathing.

Su Mingan buried his head, pressed his forehead against the inside of his arm, and remained still for a while. The only sound in the air was Xiao Kai's lowered breathing.

Time seemed extremely long at this moment. Su Mingan never raised his head, and no one could see his expression clearly.

Until Su Mingan finally raised his head, he seemed as calm as if nothing happened.

"You said that after you die, your soul will find a new body. I believe you." Su Mingan said: "Xiao Kai, help me."

Xiaokai dug up the soil diligently, and Su Mingan placed Yueyue in the wooden coffin. At her request, this was not a real death, so no flowers or relics were placed, just plain earth was filled.

"...Father, do you really believe that people can be resurrected after death?" Xiao Kai whispered.

For more than ten years, Xiao Kai has called Yueyue "Sir", but he has always called Su Ming'an "Father", and he can't correct it no matter what.

"Yes." Su Ming'an responded: "According to the original plan, I will go inland with you."

"Okay! Then I'll go pack your luggage. You can just sit here and wait." Xiao Kai happily put down the shovel and ran towards the house regardless of the dirt on his body.

"Shh!"

Su Mingan suddenly heard the sound of the blade piercing flesh.

Hot blood splashed on his face, and his pupils shrank.

A pointed cane penetrated Xiao Kai's chest, and blood flowed all over the floor. The blond man who appeared out of nowhere pulled out his cane with a swipe, took out a silk handkerchief, and slowly wiped the blood-stained platycodon flowers on the cane.

Xiao Kai seemed to have not died yet and was still struggling. The blond man raised his foot and instantly crushed Xiao Kai's throat bone. His toes repeatedly rubbed against the ground, making a tooth-breaking squeaking sound. Then, the man threw away the blood-stained silk handkerchief like trash and let it float in the wind.

The setting sun cast a long shadow. The blond man turned his head, the sapphire pendant in his ear swayed slightly, and looked at Su Mingan with a smile:

"... Found you, my friend."

No need to ask, Su Mingan knew who this was.

"I thought it would take a little longer."

"I blame me for coming too quickly." The blond man walked forward.

"When you possessed others before, you couldn't kill people directly. How can you kill people now?" Su Mingan said.

"Some lives are mine, of course I can take them back."

"When did you discover that I was here? Did you notice my return to the Holy City?"

"Well... earlier." The blond man lowered his eyes and thought: "I found it around the time you first went to sea. But I think you deserve to experience a happy life, so when she dies, I just appeared in front of you."

...It's actually so early.

Duiying said: "Let the gods live an ordinary life and come to such a remote place to live out their lives, farming and weaving. Is this what you humans want? I really don't see the slightest meaning to you."

Outside the peach blossom forest, hundreds of shadows approached. They were all human beings who were bewitched by the overlapping shadows. Most of them were soldiers and farmers.

Just at this time,

A hand suddenly stretched out and firmly grabbed Duoying's ankle.

"...Stop." Xiao Kai, who was lying in a pool of blood and had long since lost his breath, slowly raised his head. His dark eyes seemed to hide abyss: "Don't hurt my father."

"I asked you to leave early on purpose, so as not to ruin your carefully crafted character, but you actually had to stand up." Duiying kicked Xiao Kai away.

Xiao Kai was kicked and quickly stood up. The wound on his chest no longer bled, and even the shattered bones in his neck had healed. This is simply not something an ordinary person can do. He grabbed Duiying again: "Don't hurt my father."

"..." Su Mingan's pupils narrowed. This newspaper boy who I have watched since childhood is actually not a simple person?

He suddenly remembered his several meetings with Xiao Kai. Xiao Kai was covered in bruises and bruises, which made Yueyue feel compassionate about adopting Xiao Kai. So... even those scars on his body were done deliberately by Xiao Kai? Just to arouse Su Ming'an's compassion and adopt him?

But at that time, Xiao Kai was only twelve years old. How could he be so scheming, and why was Su Mingan so attracted to him...

Su Mingan stared at Xiao Kai, thinking about who this was.

Xiao Kai looked at Su Ming'an, his tone suddenly became profound, as if all disguises were finally revealed, and he shouted in a low voice:

"……Father."

……

["You don't remember me?" The man stared at Su Mingan closely, and then said after a long while: "...You can even forget your own son. You are really not a qualified father."]

……

Xiao Ying felt pleasure when the tip of the knife cut open the skin.

After being sacrificed to the gods, he became a sinner through the ages. The Holy City did not accept him and rejected him in every era.

He was like an exiled orphan, living in a remote hut, holding peach blossom wine, and stayed drunk for several days. Occasionally, he would wake up and cut himself with a knife. After getting drunk, he would fall asleep holding the black bird sculpture. Even he himself did not know how long it had been.

He always remembered the last look the god looked at him... it was an extremely cold look. It can be expected that the billions of viewers behind the god must have insulted him with the worst words. Even if they stood in his position, most of them would make the same choice as him, but under the camera, after all, they are just he.

After being cut to the point of dripping blood, Xiao Ying still couldn't feel the feeling of "being redeemed". He stared at the pitted arm and sighed.

"...What should I do?" He stroked the blackbird sculpture in his arms: "Su Mingan, what else can I do for you..." He did a very ridiculous thing, and even he felt that he was sick. .

...Before sacrificing the god, he cut off a small piece of the god's white tentacle, crushed it into powder, and used it as the god's ashes. A hole was made in the blackbird sculpture and all these "ashes" were stored inside. In this way, every time he cuts himself open and lets the blackbird sculpture look at him, it seems to be a kind of atonement.

Otherwise, he would have nothing to atone for.

The brain continuously secreted dopamine for him, turning self-mutilation into a pleasant experience. He used every scar on his body to remind himself... that he had killed the Baita in his heart for a choice he couldn't make.

One day, he finally ran out of wine. When he woke up a little, he found Duiying, using the communicator that Duiying had given him before.

……

[Baisha Xiaojing: Are you there? 】

[Strawberry Sago: (Automatic reply) If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t ask if you are here. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: You took Su Mingan to the starry sky. Is he still alive? Please don't hurt him. 】

[Strawberry Sago:... (cannot be read back)]

[Strawberry Sago (returned half a year later): ...I know you very well? He is dead. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: I know... I know... your real purpose is just to devour him. High-dimensional people like you don't have feelings at all. It was me... who killed him. 】

[Strawberry Sago: I’ll give you a chance to say three sentences. If you can’t say anything that interests me, I will cut off your contact line forever. I still have new goals to find, and I don’t have time to reminisce about the past with a low-dimensional human like you. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: You let me and my mother go in the end. I thought you really had feelings for humans, but it turned out that I was no longer of use, so you... didn't want to talk to me anymore. 】

[Strawberry Sago: You still have a chance to say two sentences. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: Where is his body? Please, tell me. 】

[Strawberry Sago: If the body is gone, I won’t give it to you if there is one. Who knows what you will do. You still have one last chance to say something. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: ...I want to make a deal with you. 】

[Strawberry Sago: Oh? This sentence finally makes some sense. You have retained my interest... Tell me, what kind of deal? 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: I dedicate my soul, my reincarnation, and everything I have to you. I just ask you to tell me how I can compensate Su Ming'an. Even if he is... dead. 】

[Strawberry Sago: Do ​​you think your soul is as precious as Su Mingan? I'll give you one last chance to put forward the conditions that interest me. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: My condition is...something about Noel Akinni. 】

【Strawberry Sago:......】

[Baisha Xiaojing: Of course, it’s just some innocuous information, not a handle, just enough to satisfy your little curiosity. 】

[Strawberry Sago: You really... do whatever it takes to achieve your goals. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: I am not a good person to begin with, and I don’t need anyone to judge my good or evil. I also had the opportunity to chat with the organizer. I believe the organizer would be happy to tell me some background information. Although I don’t know what your relationship is with Noel, you must be very interested in Noel. 】

[Strawberry Sago: I am indeed a little interested in him, but this interest is not very deep. So, what do you want? Show me your greed. 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: Give me the ability to reincarnate. 】

[Strawberry Sago: Just...that simple? 】

[Baisha Xiaojing: Yeah. If I can't be reincarnated, my life span will only be a hundred years. Even if I keep changing bodies, I still have to... live. If Su Mingan is dead, I will be his tombstone. If he were alive I would do anything for him. 】

[Strawberry Sago: Humph... You are said to be kind, but you can easily sell other people's information. Call you evil, but your evil is also for doing good. Interesting human being, for Su Ming'an, you can do unlimited evil and unlimited good. It's really interesting. (Tongue sticking out soybeans.jpg)]

[Baisha Xiaojing: To do it or not to do it? 】

[Strawberry Sago: I appreciate your unabashed greed. Of course I can mercifully grant your desires, Xiao Lu. 】

……

After gaining the ability to reincarnate, Xiao Ying is no longer afraid of death.

As if his nature was liberated, he experienced various near-death sensations of suffocation, blood loss, and falling. Every time he was close to death but narrowly escaped, he could feel sincere joy. He is not a normal person, but the Baita and his mother in his heart allow him to barely maintain his humanity.

...But now, the person who can hold him back has disappeared.

He confused happiness with pain, pleasure with death.

Holding peach blossom wine in his arms all day long, stumbling along the road with disheveled hair, he became a lunatic who made passers-by shy away.

"We were the blind ones who robbed you! Please let us go! I kowtow to you!" The roadside robber was knocked to the ground by Xiao Ying with one hand. Knowing that he had kicked the steel plate, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

Xiao Ying squatted down and poked the robber on the head: "Here, take this."

A revolver was thrust into the robber's hand.

"Play a game with me, and if you win... I will die. How about... send me to death, please..." He was like a child, shaking the robber's shoulders repeatedly.

The robber was so frightened that he pulled the trigger cautiously.

"boom!"

"Yeah, you're not dead, it's my turn..." He squinted his eyes, smiled and pointed the gun at himself:

"Huh? It's still an empty gun... Hiccup, it's your turn..."

When all the robbers were killed by bullets, he never got the fatal bullet. This feeling of escaping from death once again made him feel happy, followed by deep disappointment... Why Didn't he die this time?

If he died, the feeling of being gnawed at by guilt in his heart might be relieved a little.

"Bad luck, I didn't die." Xiao Ying kicked the bloody revolver and hummed: "Continue next time..."

The threshold of excitement became higher and higher, and he began to try all kinds of things that excited him... skydiving, traveling alone through dangerous rainforests, going to active volcanoes to laugh and dance, jumping off mountains... even if he was exhausted Even though his body was broken and his face was covered with blood, he could still laugh out loud despite the blood and his stomach full of internal organs.

Even Duiying marveled at Xiao Ying's liberation of nature. He couldn't help feeling that Su Ming'an was really a sinful person. He could drive a person into a madman even though he had done nothing.