Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

"Don't burn!!"

Beelzebub suddenly roared at the burning fire, then jumped off Qianwu's head, fell to the ground, got up and ran out staggeringly.

He moved too fast, before Qianwu could react, a figure in the corner of his eye had already quickly chased him out.Jiang Chen caught up with the kid in a few steps, and picked him up by his collar.

"Let go! Let go!!"

Beelzebub exploded, a hoarse roar rolled out of his throat, his eyes were red, and his whole body was astonishingly powerful.He broke free from Jiang Chen's grasp, turned around, and bared his fangs at Jiang Chen.

Thick saliva dripped from Bai Sensen's fangs, as if a demon was finally planning to tear the child's skin and run out.

Jiang Chen stood still and drew out his saber with his backhand.

However, the two fangs only appeared for a few seconds, and the kid soon turned around and ran away crying.

Jiang Chen frowned and said to Qian Wu who came over: "We have probably triggered some important clue, we have to follow up to see.

Hearing this, Qian Wu took down the pencil from his mouth, thought for a while but shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's dangerous to chase after him now, what if he bites you again."

Jiang Chen paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Then you will eat me, and I will eat you?"

"?"

"Refused." Qianwu revealed a trace of indifference.

"Refused to eat me or refused to be eaten by me?" Jiang Chen couldn't help asking, "If it's the former, I hope you don't regret it at night. If it's the latter, aren't you a little ungrateful?"

Qian Wu squinted at him as he walked back, "I refuse to discuss this issue."

In the cemetery, half of the corpses and the firewood underneath had been burned, and the fire went out automatically. The man was picking up a huge broom.

"I was scared to death." He said while bending over and sweeping the floor, "I thought Beelzebub was going crazy again. When he went crazy the day before yesterday, he ate three people. Fortunately, I am experienced and run fast."

Qianwu and Jiang Chen were silent at the same time, they watched him clean up the scene, and when he cleaned up the ashes on the ground, Qianwu suddenly asked, "Did you burn Zhuangzhuang a year and a half ago?"

The man's strong back stiffened.

He paused for a while, then turned back to look at Qianwu vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

"To save everyone in your village." Qianwu said lightly, "Now there are only three days before the seven-day curse, and we have already gathered all the materials, only the oven is missing."

"I know what you're thinking." The man murmured after hearing the words: "But to tell you directly, the oven is not a coffin, nor is it a cemetery, don't think about it."

Jiang Chen immediately asked, "Have you tried?"

"I must have tried it." The man said, suddenly twitching the corners of his mouth coldly, "There used to be an old man in the village who knew a foreign language, and probably told us about the recipes left by the gods of the foreign race. It's been almost a year, and we can't count How many times have you tried, otherwise, why do you think there are so few people left in this village?"

Qianwu felt a chill down his back, "Are you going to try with the lives of the villagers?"

The man didn't nod, but he didn't deny it. After a while, he said, "But I've given up now, because I really can't guess what that magical stove is. Now everyone takes life and death relatively lightly, instead of worrying about being caught every day. Eating, it is better to die early and be reborn sooner."

Qian Wu paused, "Beelzebub eats people at random, but he doesn't eat his mother, right? Do devils have this kind of human nature?"

"The kid lost his memory after all, and he doesn't believe that he is a devil at all." The man couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Otherwise, his mother can live until now?"

Jiang Chen asked, "What do you mean by that? His mother did something wrong to him?"

Qian Wu said softly: "Or, it was his mother who asked you to burn Beelzebub to death."

The man waved his hand instantly, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't burn it, it was my elder brother, but my elder brother has long been eaten."

"What else do you know?" Jiang Chen asked.

The man said: "I really don't know anything else, I just know that the little ghost can come back after being burned to death strangely, and turn into something even more terrifying. The whole village can't do anything about him, the recipe given by the god of the alien race we I can’t do it, anyway, let’s finish playing together.”

"I want Zhuangzhuang's ashes." Qianwu said suddenly.

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Are you sure? He really hates hearing the word Zhuang Zhuang, it will seduce him to loosen his memory, and when he loosens up, he will lose his temper and eat people."

"He lost his temper because he remembered something." Qianwu said, "Give us the ashes."

Qianwu and Jiang Chen left the cemetery and went to the field where no one was around, Jiang Chen said, "Open the seal and look inside."

When Qianwu heard the words, he lifted the seal and the cover.

There was a handful of ashes in the jar, exuding a faint smell of decay.

Jiang Chen sniffed it and said, "It doesn't seem to be anything special."

"Wait." Qianwu suddenly frowned.

He picked up the seal, which was hidden by the lid, and turned it over to the back.

There are actually two lines of small characters on the back, the color is gray, and it is difficult to see clearly on the white paper, so you have to look at the light to distinguish carefully.

Jiang Chen twisted it with his fingertips, "This is the word with ashes sprinkled on it."

Qianwu was silent, the feeling of hunger came up again, and now he smelled the child's ashes as if it smelled like malt.

He had no choice but to hold the pencil silently again, lift the piece of paper and look up at the sun.

Those are two lines of immature children's handwriting.

XXXX's abdomen is used as a grave.

There are no ghosts in people's hearts.

Jiang Chen puzzled and asked: "What are the first four characters? I can only see the second character is Zi, and the other three characters are too vague."

Qianwu shook his head.

He didn't bother to take down the pen, so he just held the pen in his mouth and said vaguely: "But judging from the rest of the words, it must be that Beelzebub is a cannibal."

Jiang Chen didn't speak, he took the seal and looked back and forth for a long time, then suddenly he weighed the urn in his hand.

It's light and easy, as if it weighs nothing.

"Not quite right," he said.

Qianwu asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Chen weighed the jar again, and said, "This one is much lighter than the female player's urn."

"Beelzebub is just a child." Qianwu said.

"That's not right, I think it's more than [-]% to [-]% lighter." Jiang Chen frowned tightly, "Let's go back and let Zhong Liye weigh it."

"Zhong Liye is a veterinarian." Qian Wu couldn't help reminding him.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "So he is suitable, isn't a child just like a medium-sized dog?"

"..."

"If you must ask, I may have to say a terrible conclusion." Zhong Liye pushed his glasses seriously, and held the rough clay pot in his other hand.

Jiang Chen said: "But it's okay to say, we are bold."

"I'm a coward!" Peng Peng silently shrank to Qu Ying's side and covered his ears, "Say it."

"If we assume that the ghost boy Beelzebub has not grown physically during the year and a half of being a ghost, and is still the same body as when Zhuang Zhuang died." Zhong Liye weighed the jar again, and said: "Then what's in it There are definitely less ashes."

"How much less?" Peng Peng couldn't help but let go of his hand and asked, and quickly covered his ears after asking.

Zhong Liye glanced at him and said meaningfully: "There is a very exact analogy."

He put down the jar, casually stroked the length of a child above the table, and made a virtual cut near one end.

"It's almost as heavy as a skull missing."

Peng Peng rolled his eyes and collapsed on the stool on the spot, with his head thrown back as if dead.

Jiang Chen glanced at him, his eyes full of disgust, "Who asked this person to form a team together?"

Qianwu didn't seem to hear what he said, let go of the pen in his mouth, and suddenly murmured: "Mother and child love each other like a grave."

"What?" Jiang Chen immediately turned his head.

Qianwu's black eyes are very quiet, so quiet that he is a little indifferent.He is always like this, the more emotions in his heart, whether it is fear or sadness, the more expressionless he is.

Qianwu said, "I'm not sure either, but it just suddenly occurred to me that the words "mother-child love" may be in front of it."

The deep love between mother and child is like a grave.

There are no ghosts in people's hearts.

Zhong Liye shrank his shoulders subconsciously, his back was obviously cold.He said, "You mean, that woman ate her son...no, his head?"

"A ghost story." Qu Ying said suddenly, "I suddenly remembered that Beelzebub's favorite food is the head."

The room was silent at the same time.

Qianwu picked up the pen again, and said vaguely: "The legendary eats what makes up."

"You guys keep this urn. Beelzebub often comes to Qianwu, so it's easy to be discovered by him." Jiang Chen said, "The oil has been retrieved, everything is ready, how is the progress?"

"We'll be back in the afternoon." Zhong Liye said, "The dry ingredients have been stirred, I'll mix the rest of the ingredients right now, and wrap them in human skin to wake up overnight."

Suspected to have passed out, Peng Peng suddenly faked his body and shouted—"I won't watch this process anymore! Thank you on behalf of all the surviving players!"

Qu Ying watched him run away in a hurry, sighed a little funny, and said, "I don't watch it either. If I leave a psychological shadow, I'm afraid my career will come to an end when I return to the real world."

Jiang Chen looked back at Qianwu, "Shall we go too?"

Qianwu didn't say a word.

The painter with his brush in his mouth was extremely quiet, but his restless Adam's apple revealed his true thoughts.

Want to see.

I'm so hungry, I don't have anything to eat. Watching gourmet shows is also a way to satisfy my hunger.

Jiang Chen deciphered the thoughts in his heart, gradually lost his expression, turned his head indifferently and made a "please" gesture to Zhong Liye.

However, the production process is not as delicious as Qianwu imagined.

Every ingredient is not what a serious scone should have. Zhong Liye kneaded the "dough" with his bare hands, and finally added "raisins" and "milk", and the table had turned into a rather scary lump.

Qianwu couldn't hold back his stomach even while holding the pen in his mouth.

"Looking at these, do you really still feel hungry?" Jiang Chen looked back at him with some pity, "It refreshes my understanding of you."

Hearing this, Qianwu gave him a cold look, "

You don't have no reaction, let's be each other. "

Beelzebub has not come out of the room. It is said that when Zhong Liye and the others came back, he was already in his room. At first, he was struggling, but then the woman came back from the outside and knocked on the door to ask, but Beelzebub did not say anything.

Dinner was noodles in clear soup, probably because she heard that the players had found all the ingredients, the woman was very happy and cooked a big bowl for each of them.

But after serving the meal, the woman locked herself in the room again and did not speak.

Qian Wu and Jiang Chen took the noodles back to the room to eat, Qian Wu buried his head and finished his own bowl, Jiang Chen also pushed the bowl to him that only moved a chopstick, and asked while watching him bury his head in eating: " Do you feel that women are false to Beelzebub?"

"I always think so." Qian Wu swallowed the noodles in his mouth and raised his head.

Probably because the noodles were too unpalatable, he frowned all the time, looking very hard.

"She never cared about Beelzebub's affairs. Even when she reprimanded Beelzebub for eating people, she seemed to be pretending, just like..." Qianwu frowned and pondered for a while, then said, "It's like trying to put myself in a As a parent, if a child does something like that, she can't continue acting without saying a few words, so she has to say a few words."

Jiang Chen tapped his fingers on the table, "Yes, that's the feeling. Every time Beelzebub makes a big commotion in the middle of the night, the whole village will hear it, but she can bite the bullet and pretend she doesn't know. Only in When something happens during the day, everyone will watch her reaction, so she can play the role of a mother well."

Qianwu didn't say anything, just lowered his head and started to eat the noodles again.But his speed of scooping up noodles slowed down, obviously thinking about things.

After a while, he fished the last noodle into his mouth and said, "I think that woman is bluffing."

"bluff?"

Qianwu thought for a while, "According to current speculation, the deep love between mother and child is used as a grave, which means that the mother ate her own child, and what she ate was the head. Then she sent the child to the crematorium and burned it , I thought it was clean, but I didn't expect that the child turned into a demon and returned to the world to eat people. Beelzebub lost his memory and couldn't remember the past, so he wouldn't hurt his mother. But she was still afraid of Beelzebub from the bottom of her heart. Bu, I am even more afraid that Beelzebub will think of the past, so I have to work hard to maintain a seemingly normal mother-child relationship. Whether it is scolding or quarreling, it is actually for Beelzebub to make him think that he and his mother are normal mother-child relationship."

Jiang Chen nodded, "Everything seems reasonable, but the evidence is too weak. Until now, no one has dared to say that the poem is really preceded by the words "Mother and Child Love Deeply."

Qian Wu suddenly asked, "Do you think the foreigner who provided the recipe really has supernatural powers?"

"If it's outside, I don't believe it." Jiang Chen looked at him and whispered: "But here, there is nothing to believe."

"So far, I don't even think the materials in front of it matter." Qianwu frowned and said, "The key is the last oven. This may be some hint left by that foreigner."

"Have you ever thought about why Beelzebub's mother ate her own child?" Jiang Chen asked suddenly.

Qian Wu was stunned, "Because she is a ghost?"

"..."

Qianwu said: "It's very likely to be a ghost. Since we entered this nerve, is the probability of us bumping into a ghost still small? These ghosts are getting more and more outrageous."

The red candle next to it suddenly crackled angrily and went out again.

Qianwu had no choice but to make a caressing gesture around the candle.

Jiang Chen watched the small movements between him and the candle, and after a long time, he said softly: "I also suddenly remembered those two lines of poems, the love between mother and child is like a grave, and people's hearts are united with ghosts and ghosts. I seem to have seen it somewhere Pass."

Qianwu frowned upon hearing this, disbelief written all over his face.

"Sounds like an unpopular anecdote, do you still read this kind of book?"

Jiang Chen was speechless.

He didn't want to say that when he was in middle school, he couldn't help being curious and secretly read the books that Qian Wu had turned over.Qianwu always loves picture albums and portfolios, besides, his preference for different types of books changes from time to time. When he liked ghosts and legends, Jiang Chen couldn't help but read a lot of them.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to avoid the topic and said: "I can't think of what the story is at all, but there are four poems, which appeared in my mind without beginning or end."

"There are nail marks in the coffin lid, and the belly in the snow-capped cave is used as a grave. The night shift builds a wall and smiles, how can there be ghosts in people's hearts?"

Qianwu slowly frowned.

He looked at Jiang Chen without saying a word, Jiang Chen thought he thought of something, didn't dare to interrupt, let him frown and let go.

"What did you think of?" Jiang Chen couldn't help asking after a while.

Qianwu looked at him, "I was thinking that no matter how you read a ghost story, you can be as righteous as reciting the law."

Jiang Chen: "..."

Qianwu taunted Mr. Commander for no reason, and then returned to his seriousness, "I remembered these words after you read them, maybe I have read them too."

Of course you have seen it, Jiang Chen thought.

"But I can't remember. From the literal point of view, it probably refers to the war years? Cannibalism, living people build walls, probably means this."

Jiang Chen nodded when he heard the words, "Then go to that person tomorrow and ask if there was a famine in the village. The village is so empty, it is likely that more than half of them died of starvation back then."

Qianwu didn't say to go, and didn't say no to going.He looked at the two empty bowls, and suddenly there was a grunt in his stomach.

The hunger came suddenly, and it seemed to be even hungrier after eating.

Jiang Chen: "..."

"To be honest." Mr. Commander asked him seriously: "Can these two bowls of noodles satisfy your hunger?"

Qian Wu raised his lips and smiled, "What do you think?"

"..."

Qianwu suddenly turned his head and glanced out through the gap in the door, "The moon has risen."

"Yeah." Jiang Chen paused subtly, "It's already risen."

"Really?" Qian Wu raised his eyebrows innocently, and said, "It seems to be time for dinner."

"..."

"Yesterday's wound hasn't healed yet." Qianwu said with downcast eyes and sighed, "Although he is already an ex-boyfriend, I have to say, I still feel a little distressed."

Jiang Chen felt his temples throbbing.

Whenever this person lowers his eyebrows and glances down, making a pitiful look, nothing good will happen.

"I don't mind if you take another bite, but don't bite through the clothes anymore. It's a bit difficult to deal with the cloth getting into the wound. I take off this half of the shirt, don't you mind?"

While talking, he unbuttoned his shirt, suddenly smiled again, raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still unlock the achievement of being bitten by you."

Qian Wu didn't say a word, from the moment Jiang Chen's finger rested on the collar of his shirt, those dark eyes were fixed on his hand.

After a while, the Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed and spit again with a thud.

"I feel like our relationship is getting more and more dangerous." Qianwu stared at his neckline and said, "But I'm really hungry."

"I'll eat for you, I didn't say I wouldn't." Jiang Chen unbuttoned a row of buttons, and took off the right half of the shirt, revealing a strong and smooth upper body.

Facing the small bright red wound on the back of his neck that looked like a scab and a hickey, Qianwu couldn't stop drooling.

"Maybe." He heard himself muttering in an uncontrollable voice: "Can I ask for two sips today? I can take a small sip for the first sip."

"Yes." Jiang Chen sat down with his back facing him generously.

Qianwu licked his lips, "Thank you."

Just when he leaned over and his teeth were about to grind on Jiang Chen's shoulders, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke again in a low voice.

"There is an exchange. You agree, and I'll drink till you're full."

Qianwu's eyes lit up.

"What?" he couldn't help asking.

Jiang Chen slightly turned his head to look at him.

There was a trace of scrutiny in the black eyes, but also pity.

He asked in a low voice, "Tell me, in the real world, what happened to you this year?"

The author has something to say: Little Nervous: Don't get caught!This person is tricking you!

Qianwu, who had lost the ability to think, was silent for a moment: If I said so, can I apply for another piece of meat?

Jiang Chen nodded: yes.

Xiaoner almost straightened up on the ground in grief, and shouted: He is playing tricks!