Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

Jia Mao and the others, none of them survived.

Beelzebub was led into the room by his mother to scold Beelzebub after jumping rope. After the woman scolded him, Beelzebub suddenly had a fit.He was crying, saying something that humans couldn't understand, and ran out of the house crying after a roar, and sat on the bench while wiping tears and hiccupping.

Qian Wu was about to go up, Jiang Chen suddenly whispered: "Don't recruit him, please."

Qian Wu raised his eyes, "Huh?"

Jiang Chen stared at the brat with a big head in distaste, "Let him digest first. If I vomit all over you, I may have to ask Peng Peng to take you in tonight."

Qian Wu was silent for a moment, and said seriously: "Please find out who is living in whose room now."

"Who is sleeping on whose windbreaker." Jiang Chen replied.

"..."

Peng Peng came out from the back room and pointed to the door: "They are finally back!"

The other two teams of players stepped into the courtyard exhausted.After a day of tossing, Chen Yong and the others bought oil paper, while the other team bought wine and eggs.

Beelzebub looked at the wine and eggs one by one, and didn't say much, but he vomited as soon as he lifted the oil cover.

"Disgusting!" He said dissatisfied with swollen eyes, "I don't eat meat oil!"

"Children who are picky eaters get beaten badly."

Jiang Chen closed the lid with a cold face, and threw the can of oil casually.

After hearing what happened to Jia Mao, the female players huddled together and wept.The eyes of the elders were also dull, and Chen Yong said softly after a while, "It's only been a day, and four of them have already died."

"Everyone, let's take care of it."

Jiang Chen spread the recipe on the table, "Sugar, salt, wine and eggs are all normal products, and we have already bought them all. We also need flour, butter, raisins and milk. In terms of tools, we need baking paper and an oven. Can the oil paper bought by Chen Yong The use is still to be determined, and the oven will have to figure out a way later.”

Zhong Liye said softly: "I don't know about tools, but the remaining few ingredients are likely to be taken from the corpse."

Peng Peng suddenly remembered: "Where is the elder sister whose head was eaten yesterday?"

Qu Ying shook her head solemnly: "I have been dragged to the cemetery."

When it comes to the cemetery, the players are silent again, no one knows what happened in the cemetery today.

Qianwu looked back at Beelzebub who was sitting on the pony saddle in the corner.

Beelzebub was depressed, muttering while sitting on the stool, no one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Chen said: "Tomorrow everyone will leave early, first go to the cemetery to find ashes and corpses, and then take Beelzebub to the oil store to clarify the requirements with the boss."

The players fell silent, and several women obviously didn't want to go, but they couldn't find an excuse to refuse.

Chen Yong said, "Everyone eat more and go to bed early tonight, Beelzebub will stop eating people for the time being."

Dinner was vegetable dumplings made by women, and everyone went back to their houses after hastily filling their stomachs.Qianwu deliberately went to Beelzebub's room to take a look.The little ghost continued to be depressed, and asked a few questions without getting an answer.

He had to give up and go back to the room.

Jiang Chen was sitting at the desk writing.

Holding the gold-plated pen in his hand, the sharp nib scratched the page.

Qian Wu approached quietly, looking down at what he wrote.

"Flour: ashes.

Butter: corpse oil?

The raisins are unknown.

Milk: Brain/Fat?

Baking paper: human skin?

The oven is unknown. "

Every word is extremely terrifying, but when Jiang Chen wrote with a pen in his hand, his calm and majestic aura overwhelmed the treachery.

He once used this pen to write love poems to Qianwu, and also used this pen to sign the death verdicts of the marshal and his wife.When he was in school, Qianwu drew a portrait of him casually, and he used this pen to sign him under the painting: from her boyfriend Qianwu.Then put it in your wallet.

Qianwu still remembers the half month before Jiang Chong took over the Jiang family's military power, after the countless quarrels, he finally blurted out and broke up.

That day Jiang Chen accidentally dropped the pen on the ground.The case of the pen broke, Jiang Chen squatted down to pick up the pen, and didn't stand up for a long time.

Under the candlelight, there were faint glue marks on the end of the pen. It seemed that Mr. Commander did not replace it with a new one, but carefully repaired the old one.

Jiang Chen is a nostalgic person, just like him.

After breaking up for three years, they tacitly avoided meeting each other, because they knew that seeing each other was like an abyss.

Jiang Chen finally realized that he had come in, subconsciously raised his hand to cover the words.

"It's a bit creepy, don't look at it."

Qian Wu just smiled, retracted his thoughts and said: "What you wrote is similar to what I thought."

Jiang Chen sighed softly, "Your intuition should be right. There is a high probability that Beelzebub really doesn't know that he is a dead child. He may even be afraid of the dead and refuse to accept the fact that he is dead. Today Jia Mao forced him to When he entered the cemetery, maybe he saw something that made him lose control and eat three people."

Qianwu nodded, "Do you have the code of survival sent to you by overturning your nerves?"

"Looked at it yesterday, but there was nothing there." Jiang Chen took out the shriveled lucky bag from his pocket, "Look at it again."

The heavy legal code was spread out on the table, and Jiang Chen gently turned a page.

Under the candlelight, his eyebrows and eyes are dignified and dignified. After many years, the temperament of the top legal student is still so vivid.

Qian Wu lowered his eyes, and silently licked his lower lip after a while.

"There are words." Jiang Chen's brows twitched.

Qianwu leaned over to look.

The words gradually emerged as Jiang Chen turned the page, which was obviously triggered by their conversation just now.

【Beelzebub】

【#1 Beelzebub firmly believes that he is a normal kid】

"Hmm..." Qianwu said suddenly, "I remembered a very scary thing."

Jiang Chen's tone was cold, "I thought about it too."

When Beelzebub led everyone into the village last night, he turned around and asked Qianwu, don't you want to know why I have no shadow.

"If the person being questioned asks a cheap question, are you a ghost?" Jiang Chen said in a low tone, "The person is gone."

Qian Wu tilted his head and chuckled, "The child is quite cunning."

Jiang Chen stared at the only clue and said: "The prompt for ashes did not appear, which means that finding the right raw materials has nothing to do with the death conditions."

Qianwu hummed, "Nerves don't care who contributed to advancing the dungeon. Only the rules of survival and the conditions for scoring are the most important, and these two revolve around the BOSS."

Jiang Chen frowned and said: "In addition to triggering his anger, he will definitely be hungry within these seven days, and he will eat people when he is hungry. What is the other criterion for selecting people?"

Qianwu was silent for a moment upon hearing this.

"It could be me."

"Huh?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows.

Suddenly, another line of words slowly appeared on the code.

【#2 Beelzebub loves to eat】

The proud Mr. Commander rubbed the small words, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "He's pretty good at picking."

Qianwu: "..."

"But you can't get used to children's stinky problems, who doesn't like the smell." Jiang Chen said, closing the code, and got up calmly.

"Go to bed first, I'll go out for a while."

Qianwu asked: "What are you going for?"

Jiang Chen: "Take care of a little thing."

This night Qianwu still lit the red candle on the bedside just in case, he wanted to wait for Jiang Chen to come back to talk about the clues of the dungeon, but when the red candle was lit, he soon fell asleep again.

Until the rooster crows in the morning.

The players gathered in the yard, and Jiang Chen was explaining the first death trigger condition in a low voice.Qianwu came out, suddenly realized that he didn't see Beelzebub, so he turned his head and looked towards his room.

I was startled.

There are two rough wooden planks outside the door, and they are nailed into the door with wedges, and they are firmly nailed.

He suddenly remembered that Jiang Chen said he wanted to go out in the middle of the night last night, so he looked over quietly.

Young Marshal Jiang smiled generously at him, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"..."

"Why is my door broken? What's the situation!" Beelzebub who just woke up was angry inside.

He pushed the door a few times but failed to open it. Furiously, he hit his head with his head, and the wooden plank cracked and flew across, leaving two big holes in the door.

The kid stood in the door angrily, "Who did it!!"

Jiang Chen took the time to ask: "Is it still unbearable?"

"Huh?" Beelzebub was stunned, lowered his head and touched his stomach, "It's okay."

Jiang Chen nodded calmly, "You're welcome to help you exercise and relieve food accumulation."

Beelzebub has a black thread.

Qianwu also glanced at him indifferently.

Peng Peng poked Zhong Liye and whispered, "I really always feel that there is something weird between them."

"Really?" Zhong Liye said with a blank expression on his face, "Then you should feel better."

Standing at the door, Chen Yong clapped his hands and said, "Everyone is here, let's hurry up and set off, and if you're hungry, bring a few buns."

Forget about sugar cakes and vegetable dumplings, but the steamed buns really don't catch Qianwu's eyes.

He stared sleepily at the woman's breakfast in the yard, and seriously suspected that he would start eating wild vegetables in a few days.

More than a dozen players hurried around until noon, when they finally saw the barren cemetery.

There was no end to the graveyard at a glance, and a man with a big arm and a round waist was sitting at the door of the small wooden house next to him.

"It's so weird here." Beelzebub shrank behind Qianwu's back and said.

Qian Wu said softly: "You can wait outside, let's go in and get your favorite bone ash powder."

"Why?" Beelzebub squinted at him, "Do you have something to hide from me?"

No one knew when he would get angry and eat people, and the players shrank back collectively.

Qianwu smiled and said, "The cemetery is very dark, and a child as old as you will have nightmares at night after entering."

"That's right." Beelzebub compromised instantly, "That's right, I also think that a timid child like me from an ordinary family can't mess in."

Qianwu stood up, "Peng Peng stay here with him."

"Ah?" Peng Peng's face turned pale with fright.

Beelzebub immediately turned gloomy, "Ah what? Do you not like me and think I'm an abnormal child?"

"Hey!!" Peng Peng changed his face again in a second, and with a straightened cap, he smiled very socially.

"I didn't expect to have such an honor!" He took Beelzebub's hand involuntarily and said, "Let's go, I'll show you around. You haven't had a good time in this village, have you? I found out yesterday that I found a few places that are very suitable for taking pictures... Ah no, they are very suitable for walking, I will take you to see them!"

Beelzebub was forcibly taken away by him with a sullen face, and muttered, "What are you doing sightseeing? I obviously live here."

Jiang Chen asked in a low voice: "Why do you stay with Peng Peng?"

"He has an auspicious card." Qianwu said, "In this regard, I choose to believe in the gift of nerves. Let's make a quick decision."

The man guarding the cemetery had a very rude attitude. After the audience finished explaining their intentions, they snorted impatiently and said, "It's a coincidence that you came today. You just burned the new woman's corpse last night. You should take the fresh ashes back."

The players were relieved, and someone asked, "Are there any unburned corpses?"

"No." The man shook his head coldly, "Why don't you keep the corpse and cook it at home?"

Jiang Chen looked at him faintly after hearing the words, "Yes, take it home and cook for the children."

"..."

Qian Wu asked: "Three people also came yesterday. Were there no ashes to take?"

"There are also, but there were no new ones yesterday afternoon, only a jar of old ashes."

The man smiled inexplicably, "The owner of the ashes is Zhuang Zhuang, by the way, do you want the altar of Zhuang Zhuang?"

"Zhuangzhuang..." Qianwu subconsciously repeated.

"We don't want it." Jiang Chensheng was afraid that Qianwu would agree, and said decisively: "I just need your ashes that were burnt last night."

When receiving the ashes, everyone saw another altar on the shelf.

The old jar was covered with dust, and a piece of white paper was pasted on it, with the word "strong" written on it, and the age of death underneath.

Five years old.

Jiang Chen said in a low voice: "It turns out that this brat's name is Zhuang Zhuang."

"Don't mention this name to him later." Qian Wu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "If you guessed correctly, Jia Mao and the others probably did this."

Coming out with the ashes, Peng Peng just brought Beelzebub back after visiting the small ditch next to it.

"I think you're lying to me." Beelzebub said with a stinky face, "I've never seen any salmon in the village ditch."

"Yes, I saw them yesterday, several of them." Peng Peng said nonsense seriously, "Salmon is nutritious. If you are hungry in the future, you might as well go to the ditch to fish for fish before eating people. Fish are comparable to fish." People are much more delicious."

The players who came out of the cemetery were speechless.

"I got the things." Jiang Chen glanced at the sun, "There is still time, hurry up and go to the oil store."

Beelzebub was obviously very satisfied with the powdered ashes, completely forgetting that he still disliked the taste of middle-aged women the night before.

He rubbed against Qianwu's legs all the way, holding the ashes urn in his hand, and from time to time he put his finger in it to stir it, and then put it into his mouth to suck.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and found that his lips were covered with off-white powder after eating.

"Confiscated." He took the urn back into his hand, "I told you to eat it all up, how can you do scones?"

Beelzebub was dissatisfied again, he lowered his head and muttered a few words, then suddenly raised his head again and smiled sweetly at Jiang Chen.

"Do you not like me?" He tilted his head and asked, "Why? Is it because I am different from other children?"

Death is inducing again.

He blinked and asked if I could kill you.

The nearby players held their breaths in unison.

Jiang Chen glanced down at him, "What nonsense, I like you so much, can't you feel it?"

The crowd was silent.

The big head shook silently.

Jiang Chen sneered and scolded: "Things without heart."

"..."

Beelzebub refused to give up, "Then you secretly nailed my door because you are afraid that I will do something that a normal child can't do?"

Jiang Chen snorted, "You're just an ordinary brat, don't always try to add drama to yourself."

"..."

The induction failed, and Reaper chose to give up.

After walking for almost an hour, the kid was too tired to walk.He sat in the field and refused to move forward, no matter what anyone said.

"Good job, ancestor." Peng Peng knelt beside him and begged him, "If you don't leave, it will be too late to go back before sunset."

Beelzebub crossed his legs coldly, "It's useless to talk nonsense, I can't walk."

Chen Yong asked: "How about I carry you?"

Hearing this, Beelzebub turned to look at him, obviously a little moved.

Everyone thought that he was going to agree, but suddenly his eyes rolled, pointed at Qianwu and said, "I want him to carry it."

"You are dreaming." Jiang Chen's face turned cold, "I will carry you."

"I want him to carry it!" Beelzebub put his hands on his hips, "If you don't carry it, you won't leave!"

A moment later, the little ghost lay on Qianwu's back, and happily followed the big team to set off again.

It was only when Qianwu carried the child on his back that he realized that he was very light, like a piece of paper, almost weightless.

"I'll tell you a secret." Beelzebub suddenly muttered while leaning on his shoulder.

Qianwu hummed.

The little ghost brought his big head close to his ear and said softly, "Actually, I'm a little scared."

Qianwu: "Afraid? What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of that jar of ashes."

Jiang Chen said coldly beside him: "Are you afraid? I see that you had a good meal just now."

Beelzebub swallowed, "Flour is delicious, I'm afraid of the jar."

Qian Wu thought for a while, motioned Jiang Chen to hold the urn closer, and removed the note with the deceased's name on it.

"Now?" Qianwu asked.

Beelzebub snorted, "It doesn't seem so scary anymore, maybe I'm afraid of this kind of note."

"It's normal, children are afraid of these things." Qianwu said calmly, and then walked him up again, casually said: "Then did you see the scary note in the cemetery yesterday?"

Beelzebub thought for a long time this time.

Qianwu walked forward as usual, his movements were very relaxed, but in fact his whole body was tense, ready to drop the child and run for his life at any time.

But Beelzebub did not lose control. After a long silence, he suddenly pressed his temple in pain.

"I can't remember." The child murmured in a broken voice: "I just remember that I saw something terrible last night, but I always forget things in my head! My mother said that whenever I did something wrong and lost my temper, I You will lose a small piece of memory, why do you think this is! I have eaten so much, why don’t I grow wiser!”

Qianwu didn't say anything, Beelzebub turned to look at Jiang Chen again.

Jiang Chen finally couldn't bear it and replied coldly: "Because you've lost your mind."