After being spotted by the NPC boss, I blew up the system

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The forest was quiet again.

The night had unknowingly surrounded the four corners of the sky, and the person walking in the forest was unsteady in his steps, and when he almost fell several times, he stood up straight with the trunk of the tree.

He staggered towards the depths of the forest, seemingly not paying much attention to the roars of beasts coming from ahead.

The stained blood had almost solidified, and the dagger's luster dimmed a little.

It wasn't until he broke into a small courtyard that he deliberately adjusted his steps.

The window was emitting a gentle light, he stopped in front of the door, and retracted his hand to knock the door.

That hand took off the hat of his cloak, adjusted the messy neckline a little, and then leaned towards the wooden door.

"Squeak—" It's a pity that the door opened before it touched it.

The person who opened the door was wearing a clean and tidy white shirt, and was wiping a glass with a piece of silk in a calm manner. "You're back? Little Champion."

"……Um."

Qin Mo watched him enter, like a student returning home from school.Until the eyes caught a glimpse of the blood blade tightly held in the hand of the "student".

Tsk, it seems that going to school was not easy.he thinks.

"Come to eat." He couldn't help smiling, and added: "There is meat."

The person at the door just wanted to nod, but said again: "I... am not hungry..." After finishing speaking, he was about to go inside.

The gentleman who cooked barbecue for someone would naturally not let him go to sleep, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Qi Yan's clothes, and suppressed his throat: "If you are not hungry, you have to eat it for me."

"Where's the ribbon? I'll untie it for you first. Untie it before eating."

I only saw that the ankle was covered by the trousers I bought today, and only two half red ribbons were exposed.

Qin Mo was stunned for two seconds, then violently pulled the person in front of him and hugged him horizontally.

Falling firmly into a firm embrace, still a princess hug.Qi Yan was frightened.

"You, what are you doing?!" Even the expression management has gone wrong.

doing what?

Qi Yan seemed to have forgotten that the two of them bought two white ribbons today.

The gentleman in charge didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate, and directly carried him to the dining table.Gently put it on the chair, and picked up a bottle of wine from the table.

"Pants, roll up." Absolutely no joke.

"……no need."

"Then I'll do it." The three-point anger was clearly piercing.

"Qin—hiss..." Before he could complete his cry, Qi Yan took a deep breath and didn't dare to move.

He watched Qin Mo squat down, put the wine on the ground with a slap, and began to lift his trouser legs.

The trousers are black and linen.Hearing the pain just now, he became more careful.

The wounds hidden in the dark were not exposed until the fabric was rolled up completely on the straight calf.

Fresh, bloody gashes were wrapped around the ankle like ropes.The wounds were very deep, and there were more than a dozen in total.

What's even more frightening is that the person involved directly tied a silk ribbon to the wound in a nonchalant manner.

Qin Mo really wanted to pour the whole bottle of wine on it to make him hurt.That way it probably won't be too strong.

But when I really got started, I didn't dare to use my fingers even a little bit of strength.

Qi Yan, who was sitting upright, was held by one ankle, and the hot feeling on his face just now intensified.

He didn't dare to speak, for fear that Qin Mo would look up and see his current expression.

"Did you just want to go to sleep directly?" The tone of the voice below him was not good.

Qi Yan didn't answer him.

But as that hand walked upstream from the ankle all the way, Qi Yan felt terrified and forgot the movement.Until his fingers gently pinched his calf.

Qi Yan's face froze.

"It hurts you to death." Qin Mo continued to disinfect him, as if it was just to educate him. "Could it be that shoelaces are blades?"

Qi Yan bit his lip, and turned his face away to answer: "Yes...it's steel wire."

After speaking, he obviously felt that the movement on his ankle was lighter.

After Qin Mo finished bandaging him, he gently put the leg away. He couldn't help but pinch the white leg with his fingers, but he found that the touch was very good.

Qi Yan's complexion almost recovered, and he took several deep breaths through the bandage.

"Okay, let's eat." The man sat across from him.

"...Mmm." He didn't refuse this time.

The barbecue is obviously made by the person himself, because the taste is very ordinary.Qi Yan finally found the source of the phrase "you have to eat if you are not hungry".

"Will there be scars?" A voice suddenly came from the opposite side.

Scars?

For a moment, he didn't know what he was talking about, and Qi Yan raised his head after he realized it: "Fortunately, I don't have a scar constitution, but it is somewhat."

In the first half of the sentence, the meat was still being cut, and in the second half of the sentence, the fork was poked on the plate. "You know? Don't leave scars all the time in the future, it's not good-looking."

not good-looking?

The corner of Qi Yan's mouth twitched, and the burner was wrong, and he replied: "You don't look at it, what are you worrying about?"

After finishing speaking, his intestines were full of regret. "..."

Damn, what are you talking about.

Seeing the other party stop for a few seconds.

Qin Mo put down his fork, and began to popularize science seriously: "Do you know how to conduct preliminary screening for "suspects" who are suspected of being witches?"

He continued: "Look for the "mark of the devil" in them, that is, "the visible mark that the devil leaves on him when he makes a pact with a witch."

Qi Yan nodded while eating, like a student thrown into a basket.

"Officers thoroughly examine every inch of their skin," looking for specific markings, and do so in full view.They would stick a needle in a birthmark, wart, scar, etc. If the prick did not bleed or appear to be painless, it would be considered a "devil's mark." "

Qi Yan's focus: scars?Acupuncture?

Qin Mo's focus: Thorough inspection, under the watchful eyes of all!

"Ah."

Qi Yan, who didn't want to be Ziwei, nodded.

After eating the last bite of meat, he asked: "Is it just like this? So, at least for the time being, there will be no danger to life, right?"

At least being stabbed is not chopped.

It's a pity that the person opposite shook his head uncooperatively,

"How do they determine whether a person has practiced witchcraft or not? One of the methods is to tie up the "suspect" and put him in a pool of cold "holy water."

"If they sink, they're pulled up, not guilty. If they float, they're considered wizards or witches, and executed or brought to trial."

But this person, especially the dead, can easily float from the bottom of the water.The test time is getting longer and longer, and more and more people can't last long, and the test is interrupted.

"In addition to this, there will be fire torture, and the suspect will be burned to see if the shape of the wound meets their expectations. There will also be cauterization, where people will sit on a red-hot iron pillar."

Qi Yan stared at Qin Mo, his eyes flickered in the candlelight.After a while, he said with a smile: "I really can't think of it, this all happened for real."

Much more disgusting than the rules of any virtual system.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and there were two small rows of shadows under his eyes. "What if you admit it?"

The person on the opposite side put down his glass, not knowing whether his expression was sad or happy, and he said in a calm voice: "On the one hand, because these gentlemen are talking about evidence, they would rather hear the witch admit that she is a witch, otherwise there will be On the other hand, the gentlemen also hope that the witch will confess her accomplices, so that the other witches who are hiding can be wiped out."

So I admit it, or die, or drag a few people to die together.

Many people will choose the second.

Just when he was frowned and thinking about something, Qin Mo had already walked to him without a trace.

One arm wrapped around his shoulder, and the other reached down into the popliteal cavity.

"You, you let go, I can do it myself." Qi Yan was much more alert this time, pushing Qin Mo's chest with both hands impulsively.

"Really? Who was breathing unsteadily just now?" Qin Mo straightened up and hugged him.

Not breathing well?

That's because your hands keep groping, okay? !

Qi Yan wanted to yell at him, but felt ashamed and didn't say anything.He muttered to himself: "I have traveled such a long way."

"Yes, yes, you are amazing." A voice above her head replied helplessly.After speaking, Qi Yan was thrown on the bed.

He said "Ah!", not because of the pain.

Qin Mo also let out a "tsk" and stared at the man in the wheat-colored shirt. At this moment, he raised his head with his arms propped up to look at him.The eye sockets are moist, the eyes are slightly red, and the lips are light pink.

Very nice, he thought.

"Then, then I'm going to sleep." Qi Yan turned to the window, not looking at him.

The person beside the bed cooperatively went to extinguish the candle.

Same as last night, the two embraced tightly.

"Does it hurt?" Qin Mo pressed against his hair.

"No, it doesn't hurt..."

"good night."

"Ah."

The night is deep, and the star river outside the window is bright.

Qi Yan seemed to be trapped in a fog.

In the dream, it is the picture of today:

bloodthirsty sky.

Breezy.

When the little man in front of him was about to turn around, he seemed to be held down by something, and abruptly pushed his body back.

Qi Yan frowned, and followed two steps forward.

The chirping of birds and insects nearby has disappeared at some point.The forest is quiet, only the setting sun is left scattered all over the ground.

He didn't want to waste any more time, so he took out his dagger and attacked in two steps.The shooting speed is extremely fast, and all the moves are directed at the main artery.

The villain seemed to be fooled by the "princess"'s attack, and even his cloak was taken off after a few tricks.

It looked like a girl with long hair, and the dark brown hair was coagulated with the blood spit out from her mouth continuously.

Her face was pale and expressionless.

Like a doll.

Several iron wires suddenly grew out of the ground, breaking through the ground and wrapping around his ankles.Qi Yan advanced and retreated quickly as if he didn't care, and finally kicked the opponent's shoulder.A dull sound of falling to the ground was heard.

Blood was gurgling from his ankle, because the girl fell to the ground, and the wire instantly turned into fine dust.Qi Yan had no expression on his face, and bent over to tie a white ribbon on himself.Then turned around and left.

But suddenly, I heard a word coming from the mouth of the "doll" as stiff as a corpse. "river……"

His footsteps paused for a few seconds.

"On the bank of the river... stands a stone statue looking into the distance..." The person lying on the grass hummed scattered songs.

"A girl's...song... hides flowers floating in the sky..." This tune seems to have to be sung very hard.

"The hem of the boy's clothes...like flying... birds. The song, the sound of singing... disturbed... the heart of the boy... the birds took away the girl's roses."

Her wrinkled face remained expressionless.

His voice was hoarse.

Qi Yan turned back.

The light shone coldly on the girl's body, making her hair reddish.She clasped her stiff hands and carefully sang the divinely-sent song.

The reverberating notes hurt Qi Yan's eardrums.

He seemed to see, on the distant battle mound, there was an angel with wings on his back, the feathers were gradually stained red with blood.

She breathed heavily the bloody air, and staggered to avoid the sinister dagger, but she still couldn't escape the arrow of death.

She was exhausted, her eyes were losing vitality, and when she was about to fall asleep, a melodious song sounded from the other end...