Neverland

As time passed, Sun Qian's body disappeared even faster. Her entire right arm had almost disappeared, leaving only her left hand hanging by her side, dripping blood persistently.

Xu Muzhou knew that it was her obsession that she refused to let go.

The danger on Sun Qian's body gradually faded over time, and she still had that fierce look, but she looked embarrassed and pitiful.

Pity is the most useless emotion for the victim, Xu Muzhou only took a look at her before lowering his gaze, and held the flashlight even tighter in his hand.

Yan Cen carried him to the jogging platform on the first and a half floors, then nodded at him: "Close it."

Xu Muzhou turned off the flashlight, and the only light source in the whole school disappeared again. Sun Qian seemed to be trembling in the dark, and let out a hoarse roar from her throat.

Xu Muzhou swallowed, leaned on Yan Cen's shoulder at the right time, and called out: "... Teacher."

Sun Qian obviously hated this term, she neighed sharply, and followed Xu Muzhou closely.

Yan Cen was already prepared, he held Xu Muzhou's hand tightly, turned his head and ran downstairs.Of course, the middle-aged man and Du Qingqing who went down the stairs first would not sit still. They did not know what tricks they had used, but they had already smashed open the door of the reception room, and dragged out a blue and white "meat ball" from inside.

Xu Muzhou frowned, his first thought was that the middle-aged man came out with a sack.However, after taking a closer look, he realized that it was a boy in a school uniform.

The boy was trying his best to roll himself into a ball, rolling over and refusing to leave the reception room, trying to use his own weight to counter the strength of the middle-aged man.

"Let go of me—!" he cried, clutching the door frame tightly with his hands and feet.

Sun Qian, who was lured by Yan Cen, of course also saw him, she screamed like a maniac, and the blood on her body spurted out with her roar. At that moment, Xu Muzhou almost thought he saw him. On to the real evil spirits.

Hearing the sound, the boy turned his head and saw Sun Qian's face. He screamed immediately, scrambled and grabbed Yan Cen's trouser legs, closed his eyes and shouted: "Help me, save me——! "

"—Teacher, teacher, I was wrong!"

Half a second before Sun Qian came in front of Yan Cen, Xu Muzhou turned on the flashlight, and Sun Qian was forced to stop again. However, this time she did not try to evade as before, but struggled ferociously, like It is to break through this layer of shackles.

"It will be over soon." Xu Muzhou looked at the blood and tears on Sun Qian's face, not knowing who he was talking to: "I promise."

"Is it him?" The middle-aged man pointed at the boy on the ground, perhaps seeing the hope of clearing the level, his whole tone lightened up, and he asked Xu Muzhou eagerly, "Is this what you said?" NPCs."

"Yes." Xu Muzhou patted Yan Cen's arm, and Yan Cen put him down knowingly.

The boy in the school uniform had just survived the catastrophe, he let go of Yan Cen's legs with lingering fear, kicked his legs and moved frantically towards the door, he looked around in a panic, his eyes swept over the faces of several people in the room, and said He muttered incoherently: "...you can see her and control her, so please save me, save me! I beg you, save me!"

The middle-aged man sneered, and took out a three-finger-wide folding knife from his pocket.He looked at the students who were crying and begging for mercy, as if he was looking at a howling pig waiting to be slaughtered.

"Wait a minute." Xu Muzhou said.

He took two steps with difficulty, and he kicked the student with his toes: "...I have a question for you."

"What do you want to do again!" The middle-aged man said impatiently, "What tricks are you playing?"

"Did you kill Sun Xixi?" Xu Muzhou bent slightly and looked at the boy.

Contrary to Xu Muzhou's imagination, that young face was not as gloomy, evil, and even a little cruel as he had imagined before.He looked like an ordinary boy, he was so frightened by Sun Qian that his face was covered with tears and snot, and he looked a little funny.

"I..." The boy's eyes suddenly began to wander, and he sniffed fiercely, as if he was about to cry again.

"I see." Xu Muzhou didn't dwell on this question, and continued to ask: "Why did you kill her, she's just a child."

"I..." The boy faltered, curled his mouth fiercely, hiccupped uncontrollably, and reached out his hand pitifully to pull Xu Muzhou's trousers: "Uncle..."

"It's fine if you don't tell me, I don't have to know." Xu Muzhou's eyes darkened, he straightened his waist, and motioned to the middle-aged man: "Kill him, and you will pass the test."

"I said—!" The boy yelled sadly: "I, I didn't mean it! I am, it is... the teacher... I don't want to write the homework left by the teacher. Yes, I passed by the office of the Academic Affairs Office that day. I heard movement inside, so I eavesdropped for a while."

Xu Muzhou looked at him silently, waiting for him to continue.

"I... I didn't want to write the homework she left me at first!" The boy seemed to say that he broke down, he cried, his voice was so hoarse, and the sobbing buried his words under the tears, so he had to listen carefully Listen clearly: "Later I found out that she would do anything for that little girl's film, and I wanted to let her ask for some money to go to the game hall... It was an accident that day, if she hadn't come to snatch it from me, I couldn't have thrown the child away Go down the stairs."

He spoke incoherently, these things seemed to be on his mind for a long time, he knew that he was wrong, but he whitewashed his crimes in his heart countless times, deceiving himself over and over again, trying to tell himself that it was someone else's fault.

Cowardice, selfishness, greed—the malice born from a young heart is quite small, but very pure.

The malice of adults is mixed with too many "reasons", and various factors need to be integrated to form a bomb that can hurt people.But in comparison, the child's malice is much more straightforward, and most of them can be summed up in a sentence like "I want", "but you don't give it", "that's why I am".

Xu Muzhou suddenly felt that it was unnecessary to ask, he took a step back unsteadily, and gave a low laugh.

His smile is in his throat, not only is it not cold, but it has a sense of connivance.

"I told you all!" The boy cried and tried to crawl over to pull his trouser legs: "Get me out, I've been trapped here for a long time. I can hear her walking upstairs every day! It’s not that the uncle in the security room believes in Buddhism, and the messenger room is still safe, I would have been killed by her a long time ago!”

Xu Muzhou took a step back, avoiding his hand.

"I know I was wrong!" The boy said with a stern hammer: "I—"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped suddenly, and the sharp knife pierced out of his heart, fast and precise.

At that moment, Xu Muzhou thought it was Yan Cen's hand, but when he raised his head, he found that the flashlight had been completely extinguished at some point, and Yan Cen was stopping Sun Qian from rushing over.

The boy opened his mouth in pain, and a large amount of blood spread from his chest, like a beautiful flower.He looked at Xu Muzhou helplessly, innocent and wronged in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why this group of people didn't even give him the chance to admit their mistakes.

The middle-aged man stood behind him and pulled out the knife mercilessly.

"Ding--"

A crisp notification sounded as the boy fell down, and a task board was laid out in midair, on which the words "live till dawn" had turned gray at some point and were slowly disappearing.

The middle-aged man threw the knife in his hand and helped Lin Xiang who was unconscious in the shadow of the corner.

"Kill the NPC" was followed by a small check mark. After a while, all the writing on the task panel seemed to be erased and replaced with a few large characters.

【mission completed. 】

Sun Qian, who was still struggling, suddenly calmed down. She stared blankly at the corpse on the ground. After a long while, she swayed and became short. The horrible carrion on her body was slowly peeling off, revealing her fair face.Du Qingqing walked forward amidst the howls of relief, stretched out her hand to gently caress Xu Muzhou's body, and took away a bullet.

The discomfort on Xu Muzhou's body immediately disappeared, as if he had been pulled away along with the bullet.

Her figure was gradually diluted by the darkness, it seemed that the player who completed the mission would be sent out of this space first.

"For the sake of helping me, I will give you a piece of advice." Xu Muzhou suddenly said, "No matter what the circumstances, don't kill people."

Du Qingqing's face disappeared into the phantom. She nodded slightly, but she didn't know if she heard it.

A hand stretched out in front of him, lifting the necklace on Xu Muzhou's neck. Xu Muzhou raised his head, only to see Yan Cen staring down at the hydrangea that had completely turned white.

"The mission is over." Yan Cen said, "Xu Muzhou, you did a good job."

Xu Muzhou stretched out his hand to hold the pendant, suppressed his anger, and firmly refused: "...wait a while before leaving."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards Sun Qian. The moment the boy in school uniform was killed, Sun Qian's body began to disappear rapidly. The photo was stuffed into her hands.

Sun Qian froze slightly, she raised her head, her lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could make a sound, her throat disappeared in mid-air.

Xu Muzhou only blinked, and Sun Qian in front of him had disappeared completely with that photo, as if she had never appeared here before.

But Xu Muzhou still understood her final mouth shape.

She said, thank you.

Xu Muzhou stood up, turned around and walked towards the playground. Yan Cen knew that he had been in a bad mood from the very beginning, so he walked out of the school gate with him without asking any further questions.

Xu Muzhou stood still under the steps. He turned his head and looked at the school while stepping backwards, as if he wanted to see the school more clearly.

"Xu Muzhou." Yan Cen stood two steps away from him: "We can go back."

"Heh." Xu Muzhou suddenly laughed mockingly: "Did you hear that, he said it was because he didn't want to do homework, because he wanted to go to the game hall...not only him, Wang Zhigang is probably just thinking about venting Desire, play around, you don't want her life, do you?"

Yan Cen frowned slightly: "Huh?"

"This incident is completely avoidable." Xu Muzhou's suppressed emotions suddenly erupted. He panted heavily, obviously irritated, his cheeks flushed slightly: "Everyone, everyone in this incident Everyone...Whether it's Wang Zhigang, or this student, or even the private school that was earlier. None of them thought about killing people, but even if one of them thinks more before making a decision, if they Be careful in your choice—”

"No if." Yan Cen interrupted Xu Muzhou calmly, he took a step forward, his attitude was extremely firm, even a little aggressive: "Fate looks like a web of countless choices, but it's not like that. Their personalities, growth environment, and all these factors have created their thinking, so that all if there are no, no matter how many times they repeat themselves, people will choose the same option. Those fates that seem to have multiple choices are actually There’s always been only one way to go.”

Xu Muzhou's chest was violently bullied, staring at him, speechless for a while.

Yan Cen had already walked up, reached out his hand involuntarily to hook the pendant around his neck, and threw his hand viciously on the ground.

The hydrangea hit the ground, splashing crystal debris, mixed with Yan Cen's calm voice, which was stretched into a cold mechanical sound by the instantly distorted space.

"The mission is over, return to Neverland."