I! Cleaner!

"Okay..."

After looking at Leon with some concern, Anna bit her lower lip, and then said nothing more, but took Leon to the inner room and quietly opened the door of the three children's room.

The apartment of Happiness Apartment is not small. It was designed for three generations to live together when it was built. Therefore, even if there are three small beds, the space still does not seem too narrow, and even the nearest bed is more than three steps away from the door.

However, even so, the moment Anna pushed the door in, the small bed farthest from the door still squeaked and a chubby little head was raised.

Hmm? Big brother is back?

After seeing the familiar figure behind Anna, William's black eyes settled slightly, and after a little thought, a look of understanding appeared in his black eyes.

In Leon's speechless expression, William pointed to Melanie who was sleeping with her legs spread out beside her, with her trouser legs rolled up to her knees, and then made a silent mouth shape to Leon.

‘The account book? ’

“…”

You really know her well enough…but this time it’s not about the account book.

After shaking his head at his sneaky brother, Leon raised his hand and made a silent gesture, then took off his shoes and stepped on the carpet, and walked to the bed of Melanie and little Ellie.

Due to the special relationship between the eldest brother of the Ryan family and Ms. Emma, ​​even if little Ellie was only temporarily "boarding" in the Ryan family, she still had her own small wooden bed, and even a few colorful crayon drawings were posted on the head of the bed.

However, this cute little bed with childishness was empty at this time. Little Ellie, who was supposed to sleep in her own bed, was curled up in Melanie's arms with her light chestnut hair like her predecessor Emma.

Although the room was not hot, beads of sweat kept oozing out of the corners of Ellie's forehead. Her usually quiet and cute face was full of panic and anxiety. Her two white little fists were unconsciously clenched slightly, like a frightened porcelain doll, and her whole little body was unconsciously shaking slightly.

Melanie, who had thrown away her pillow and slept sideways, was snoring with her mouth open, while unconsciously hugging Ellie's head, patting her back gently with her hand, and occasionally humming vaguely, saying comforting words like "Don't be afraid"...

Gently pulling away Melanie's arm, he then reached out and touched Ellie's hot forehead. After confirming that there was no sign of nightmare "visiting", Leon couldn't help but sigh.

It was confirmed that this child should not be having a nightmare, but really "saw" something from Senior Emma.

As if she felt the reassuring breath, when Leon's palm touched her, little Ellie's trembling body finally stabilized, and her porcelain doll-like cheek rubbed upwards unconsciously, resting on Leon's palm.

"Mom...Mom..."

"I'm here, I'm here."

It seemed that some strange switch was turned on. After hearing little Ellie's faint sobbing in her sleep, Melanie's snoring next to her suddenly stopped.

In Leon's somewhat stunned eyes, Melanie first sucked her saliva in a daze, then closed her eyes and hugged little Ellie, pressed her chin against her forehead, and then hummed in a half-awake and half-asleep state:

"Ellie, good girl...your mother and my eldest brother have an affair, and I am the eldest brother's sister, so I am also your mother's generation...Mother Mei is here, don't be afraid..."

"..."

"..."

No...what nonsense are you talking about? !

After listening to Melanie's outrageous sleep talk, Leon's hands couldn't help but tremble. Then he looked at Mei's mother who was comforting little Ellie with a dark face. He felt itchy inexplicably and wanted to slap something hard.

Being able to wake up in seconds after hearing the "keyword" and comforting little Ellie without even opening her eyes proved that Melanie had probably developed a habit these days. Once little Ellie had a nightmare, she would come to take care of her. This was undoubtedly a point of praise.

But you are of this generation... Anyone who shakes two dollars at the door of the supermarket can't say such words!

After taking two deep breaths in a row and suppressing the urge to slap her butt hard, Leon pinched Mei's mother's mouth that was full of violent remarks to prevent her from shaking out any outrageous remarks, and then woke her up with a dark face.

"Hmm? Hmm!... Da Wu?"

Go away! You Da Wu have something to do now! As for the matter of the informant Fei and Mei's mother, I will settle the account with you after Da Wu is done!

After glaring at Melanie, who was full of confusion on her little face, Leon gently "picked" little Ellie out of her arms, then switched to the "Nightmare Ang" badge, and then pressed his forehead against the center of little Ellie's eyebrows, using the power of the Nightmare Lord to infiltrate his consciousness into her dream.

…

The Pure Land of Wutian, black and white reversed.

At the junction of the dark sky and the pale earth, there is a road of no return filled with the hesitant dead, like a white spine arched from the back of the entire dead world, starting from the Gate of the Dead and extending all the way to the deepest part of the dead world.

The road of no return that seems to have no end, after passing through the [Sage Cemetery] full of tombstones and paths, you will arrive at a pale swamp filled with transparent ghosts and dark fog.

And in the deepest part of the entire [Ghost Swamp], a huge city built of countless gray tombstones the size of human heads, with countless red-eyed crows perched on the top of the city, is quietly standing in the dark fog that never dissipates all year round.

"Ding——"

When the sun of the dead world came to the center of the sky, the cold and dead "sunlight" fell, slightly dispersing the thick fog in the swamp, and a sharp and piercing bell like a crisp bell suddenly came from the center of [Regret City].

"Is it time?"

As if activated by the bell, the ghosts wandering in the dark fog with confused eyes were all "woken up" by the harsh bell and turned their heads to look at the deepest part of the ghost swamp.

"It's time."

"It's time!"

"It's time!!!"

After shouting almost in unison, the ghosts who had re-condensed into entities all showed human tension on their faces. They then set out to cross the pale swamp full of mud and rushed desperately towards the gray giant city hidden in the black fog.

At the end of the countless ghosts' stumbling figures, the heavy door of the gray giant city slowly opened, and a large number of dead people with confused eyes and even blurred faces were spit out by the door.

Then, the crows perched on the top of the city flapped their wings and flew up, circling several times over the dead who fell into the pale mud, and then led some of the dead who climbed up in confusion and instinctively began to move forward, and flew deeper into the dead world with quacks.

And after these dead who were spit out by the Forgotten Regret City left, the crows circling over the heads of the new batch of dead would, like their predecessors, fold their wings and land on the top of the city after the corresponding dead stumbled into the city gate, and close their blood-red crow eyes one after another.

After these crows responsible for leading the dead fell, they stopped moving like crow-shaped stone sculptures, until the unwilling dead completely forgot all their regrets and remorse under the wear and tear of the Forgotten Regret City, and were spit out like garbage, and then led them to the depths of the dead world again...

Theoretically, it should be like this, but...

"Ga! Ga? Ga!"

A series of stunned crow calls sounded, and a new batch of crows fell and were surprised to find that the stone nests reserved for them on the top of the Forgotten Regret City had been "moved" in advance by other crows for some reason.

On one side were the working crows who worked diligently but whose houses were occupied, and on the other side were the living crows who lived well at home but were suddenly visited by bad guests. The two sides almost immediately started a fierce fight, flapping, pawing, scratching, pecking, and tearing each other's crow feathers flying everywhere.

Below the noisy crows fighting, in the wide square in the center of the city of regret, a giant ship with a shape like an unfolded ginkgo leaf and a length of more than 800 meters from front to back crashed into the ground obliquely, crowding the originally wide and huge square, and even crashing many buildings on the edge.

And those crows that lost in the fight and could not have their own nests would howl and fly towards the city, hovering directly above the giant ship, and loudly denounced the dead below who disrupted the rules and caused them to have no nests to return to in their own crow language that no one could understand...

Is this... another day?

Hearing the noisy crows above their heads, the "dead" in King Saio's ship were startled, and then looked up at the crows hovering above, and their faces showed the horror from the bottom of their hearts.

"I... I can't do it anymore!"

Listening to the footsteps that were getting closer and closer along with the crows above, the cleaners living in the pit of the main deck of the king's ship couldn't help but cry out on the verge of collapse. A tall bearded man suddenly knelt down, holding his head and crying:

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"I really can't do it anymore! Let me die!"

When the crows sounded above, some emotions that enveloped the crowd seemed to be ignited by the bearded man's crying and pleading. Soon, one after another collapsed shouts sounded.

"I don't want to continue... I really can't hold on!"

"Please! Let me be free if you have the ability!"

"Die! Let me die! I don't want to live anymore!"

Amidst the hysterical wails, the woman who was sleeping in the corner of the deck with her arms wrapped in blood-red bandages moved and opened her bloodshot eyes.

Looking at the cleaners who had collapsed mentally and started to scream and howl under the torture of these days, Emma's cracked lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to persuade them to do something, but she didn't say anything in the end. Instead, she silently straightened the crown of thorns on her head and tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in her hand.

"Please! Please help me!"

Although Emma didn't speak, the noise she made when she woke up still attracted the attention of the cleaners.

After discovering that she had woken up, the bearded man who collapsed first trembled, then stood up and staggered over, kneeling on the deck in front of her with a plop, and then knocked his head hard while begging hoarsely:

"You can kill me! You have the ability to kill me! Please do it! Do it!"

"..."

Faced with the bearded man's weird pleading, Emma's lips trembled, and after a moment of silence, she shook her head slightly, and then persuaded with a voice that sounded a little hoarse, but still gentle:

"Pavlo, you should hold on a little longer. It's not time to be truly desperate yet.

Although we all have undead anomalies, it is still very easy for the masters of the dead world who control death itself to kill us, but they did not do so. Instead, they continued to torture our spirits and bodies with various means..."

"No, no! I don't want to listen! I just want to..."

"Pavlo! Listen to me!"

She raised her voice slightly and stopped the bearded man who wanted to continue crying. With the footsteps getting closer and closer under the ship, Emma, ​​pale, leaned weakly on the side of the deck and tried her best to persuade:

"I don't think the masters of the dead world would be so bored as to arrange these tortures for us. There is only one reason I can think of, that is, they are afraid of the attitude of the bureau and dare not really kill us... at least it is not easy to do it directly.

So these specially arranged The purpose of the torture of the platoon is to make us mentally collapse, and seek death after we can't bear it. If we really kill each other, then they don't have to give any explanation to the bureau. "

When she said this, Emma paused slightly, then looked around at the cleaners with different expressions, and raised her voice slightly:

"I know that these days are not pleasant, and constantly facing the greatest regret and regret in my life, no matter who it is, it will be unbearable, but please don't say you don't want to live anymore.

The bureau will not leave us alone. No matter how hard the torture is, there will be an end. The more and more urgent the torture from the masters of the dead world, the closer it is to regain our freedom.

As long as we can hold on, don't give up on ourselves first, and wait until the bureau..."

"No one will come..."

A male cleaner with red eyes suddenly spoke, interrupting Emma's comfort.

He held his head with both hands, scratched the skin on his face with his nails, and screamed in pain:

"It's been more than half a month! If they were going to come, the bureau would have come long ago! If they couldn't come, they could have sent a message! But there's been no movement yet! We've been abandoned! No one will..."

"Yes!"

Thinking of the figure who was clearly bearing the same painful memories, but still carried her on the road of no return, crossed the black and white bridge, and carried her all the way out of the dead world, Emma couldn't help but take a deep breath, then gritted her teeth and interrupted the desperate scream of the male cleaner.

"Don't give up, someone will definitely come!"

Listening to the footsteps that had already reached the bottom of the deck, the blood on her face gradually faded, and Emma, ​​whose face became whiter than paper, breathed rapidly like a bellows, and opened her lips with difficulty, muttering as if persuading others and reminding herself:

"I know him! No matter what others do, he will definitely come... I can't let him not find me!"