When the fake Marysu wears Kurolo

Xia Ke sat on the window sill and fiddled with his mobile phone. The hot midday sun shone on his blond hair, looking as beautiful as an angel.

The house is messy, and it can be seen that the owner of the room is obviously a slob, with dirty floors, a dirty sink, mosquitoes and flies flying in the kitchen, a sofa that can hardly see its original color is placed in the corner, The drunken man had stubble on his face, messy and tangled hair, and was lying lifelessly on a rag-like leather jacket.

There was a dark red blood stain on his left chest, and his left hand on the outside of the sofa was hanging down weakly, "tick tick tick..." The blood meandered all the way, dripping down his left arm to the ground, forming a pool of blood. Puddles.

With a bang, a little boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old fell to the ground. His hands were covered with blood, and the red dagger fell off. He seemed to be unable to accept the reality with a panicked face. The murder weapon in hand is powerless to hold.

Panting heavily, his chest heaved, he used all fours, crawled to his feet, and ran to the window sill, but the person who was sitting outside just now had disappeared, and the wind blew into the window, but the child couldn't feel any coolness, and he trembled Pursing his lips, he took a few steps back, turned his head suddenly, grabbed a dirty little coat by the door, put on the hat that came with the clothes, put his hands in his pockets, opened the door, and just left After leaving the house, he ran towards the opposite side.

It's going to be a nice afternoon, isn't it?

In the early morning when the sun was rising, Xia Ke walked into a small restaurant. He liked the special breakfast in this restaurant very much.

When the group leader doesn't call the group members, knights generally like to stay in their own small bases. This kind of behavior can be attributed to otaku, although his bases are all over the place.

But today there was obviously a little surprise.The little boy Neil, who was beaten by his drunken father, stumbled into the restaurant. The store had just opened, and the early morning fog had not cleared. The knight was the only customer in the empty restaurant, and the owner was shouting from behind. His lazy cook, hustling to get to work.

In fact, it is useless to go outside to ask for help, the knight thought boredly, for this somewhat closed town, he has the information of everyone nearby, even more detailed than the old man who has lived here all his life, any outsider's information Information will appear first on his computer.

The little boy Neil's mother died of dystocia when giving birth to his sister, and he died twice. After that, his father was devastated, lost his job, drank, gambled, and beat his own child. Poor Neil ran out of the house time and time again to Outsiders asking for help, although they can stop the mad father, what they get is a more severe punishment next time.

Later, he also learned to be good, and endured it silently. This time he ran out, it seemed that he had reached his limit.The knight appraised in his heart, he really deserves to be a father and son, a cowardly father, and a cowardly child.

Neil threw himself on the side of the knight, he grabbed the other's trousers tightly, his bruised face was full of tears: "Help me, help me, please help me..."

The knight turned his head with some headaches, and sure enough, he saw his father rushing towards him with a fierce face, reeking of alcohol.

He shook his feet, and Neil's eyes showed despair: "Please, he will kill me!"

The drunken man reaches out as if to grab the nosy guy by the collar, then swings his fist into his face, giving him a hard beating, which he's dealt with before many people.

But the next moment his movements froze, the knight flashed a bright dagger, the tip of the knife almost touched the bridge of his nose, he was suddenly awakened, cold sweat covered his back, his eyes were cross-eyed Huddled together, staring at the tip of the knife, stepping back step by step.

He raised his hands high, and compromised to the seemingly harmless young knight who was approaching step by step: "Wait, wait, I just drank a lot of wine and went crazy. Your lord has a lot..."

He stretched out his foot and kicked Neil who was stunned by the current situation: "If you want to save this brat, well, he's here, please, please, please, hehe."

He turned around and ran out in a hurry like his ass was on fire.

Xia Ke didn't move too much, he turned to Neil with a smile: "Hey, are you okay?"

The dazed Neil came back to his senses, got up, looked at the friendly and smiling knight, lowered his head, wiped his tears, and shyly pulled his dirty clothes: "Thank you, thank you! "

"That was your father just now?" The knight frowned, looking a bit unacceptable.

"Hmm." When Neil talked about this topic, he seemed a little nervous. He moved back a few steps, like a frightened hamster, and would run away in the next moment.

"Hey, take it easy." The knight came closer, put his right hand on Neil's shoulder, felt the slightly trembling body under his hand, and couldn't help but widen his smile: "Are you hungry, why don't I treat you to a breakfast?" Sample?"

The terrified Neil looked at the knight anxiously, his black and white eyes rolled subconsciously.It's interesting that he is around the guard, the knight thinks so.

Neil, who couldn't stand the temptation of food, accepted the invitation of the knight. At this table, he ate a delicious food that he had never tasted for the first time, but what attracted him more was the vast and vast land that the knight described to him. world.

Names of cities never heard of, festivals never celebrated, novel games, interesting inventions.This is the first time Neil heard that all the people in the world are not just thousands of people in a small town. Found the edge of the world.

For the first time, Neil’s eyes became colored. He liked to hear everything described by the knight. He kept asking the knight about the tour group he joined, and how they regained the stolen treasure from the terrible hunter. , how to save the life of the troupe members from the hands of the cruel and inhuman black cat killer, how to reject the clown who came here especially, and throw him back to the circus before he became angry and tried to take revenge with clumsy means, and how Wander among the tombs all over the world, break the curse, and unravel the unsolved mysteries that have lasted countless centuries...

This simply refreshed Neil's world view. He listened with great interest, his eyes became brighter and brighter. After finishing the long breakfast, he said with great expectation when the knight left the table: "I can join Are you?"

"This...I'm afraid it won't work, Neil." The knight shrugged, and replied full of embarrassment: "It is up to our leader to decide whether to accept a new member, and he is thousands of miles away now, and you can't see him. "

"You can take me to find him, I will definitely behave well!" Neil was in a hurry, his entire upper body was almost pressed against the table, and he begged bitterly: "Xiaxia, take me away, and continue Stay here, that man will really kill me, I will die!"

The knight seemed to be even more embarrassed, he stomped his feet: "No, if I really want to take you away, your father will definitely catch up to me and beat me up. Just now I was just trying to scare him by surprise. If I really wait for him to recover Come... look at my body, I can't beat him!"

The knight patted Neil's head, showing some sympathy: "Neil, you cannot leave your father until you are incapable of self-reliance. Although I really want to take you away, but if you don't go through his If you agree, I will be charged with abduction and trafficking, and I will be caught and imprisoned."

"Neil." The knight's tone was ethereal and bewildering: "Your father ruined everything about you, but that's not enough. He will become your dream and weigh you down for the rest of your life. Neil, you have to know, don't do it again." If anything, he will beat you to death!"

"Will you take me away?" Neil raised his head, his gaze was a little dull.

"As long as there is no obstruction from your father." The knight promised, he secretly put the dagger into Neil's hand and taught him to tuck it under the clothes on his chest: "I will lead you into a new world , as long as... without your father."

Neil lowered his head, completely hid his face in the hood, and hurriedly slipped into the opposite house. He knocked on the door, and another slightly older boy opened the door, looking at the hiding place in surprise. Neil in hiding.

"What's wrong with you, Neil?" The familiar figure made him open the door, and Neil slipped in, "Wendy, close the door!"

His voice was hoarse and low.

Wendy closed the door softly, and he hesitated for a moment before locking it.

"What happened, Neil."

Neil stood silently for a while, then raised his head, causing a cry of surprise.

Wendy tightly covered his mouth. He looked in horror at the blood-splashed face, and watched the other party take off his coat, and a large amount of blood soaked his whole body under the coat.

Neil fell to the ground as if he had lost all his strength. He murmured numbly, "Wendy, I killed him, I killed my father!"

Wendy looked at the extremely strange Neil in astonishment, grabbed his shoulder, and tried to stabilize his emotions: "What's going on? Neil, what happened?"

"He said he would take me away!" Neil choked up, "He said he would take me away without my father."

"I've had enough, Wendy. Sooner or later, I'm going to die in that house, no one knows, and then I'll rot day by day, with maggots, flies crawling all over my body, burrowing into my flesh..." Neil Hugging her body tightly, she cried and wrinkled her face: "I saw it, Wendy, I saw that scene!"

"Calm down, Neil!" Wendy gritted her teeth, "You have to cover this up, Neil."

"Neil, you have no one to turn to, and you have no money to support yourself, you still can't leave here!" Wendy forced herself to think: "You can't let them know that you killed him, Neil. "

"In their view, how a father treats his son is a matter of course. Even if he really beat you to death, as long as he finds an excuse to fool you, people think it is acceptable. But, Neil." Wendy looked into the other party's eyes From the bottom of his eyes, he spit out one word at a time: "Father killing is absolutely unforgivable. They will think that you are possessed by the devil, you will be tied to the stake, and a high pyre will be piled underneath. You, raise the torch and light it, and burn you alive."

"Neil, we have to deal with all this before his body is found." Wendy shook the other person's body and urged.