Infinite Nerves [Infinity]

The smell of blood permeated the whole small wooden building.

The people on the ground were already dead, but the blood was still flowing. The bright red blood flowed from the fair arms and thighs of the young girl. After she fell to the ground, she raised her head, and her bright eyes were engraved with the reflection of Purgatory Noon.

When he woke up at the last moment, his eyes were full of confusion and fear, and he seemed relieved.

"Why." Qianwu's voice was hoarse, "Why are we able to observe this hallucination."

His voice was very soft, but Purgatory Wu seemed to hear it.He turned his head and smiled softly at Qianwu from afar.

"Because I want you to see it," he said.

Jiang Chen whispered: "This is provocation."

"No, this is an understatement." Lian Jiwu smiled with crooked eyebrows and charming red lips, leaning on the railing and said, "Twelve people were circled tonight. Originally, I just wanted to kill Jiang Chen, but I couldn't succeed, so I had to make up for it." The two came to vent their dissatisfaction."

"Don't try to sow discord!" Peng Peng was furious.

"Hush——" Purgatory Noon raised his index finger and put it gently on his lips, "The townspeople who are too noisy will be returned, my brother has warned you. The regulators are too lazy to go through the formalities, and most of them are killed directly. My subordinates There are also some worthless ones who love to eat these dirty things."

The small building was quiet, and the smell of blood was overwhelming, wave after wave sweeping through people's nerves.

"The game is over tonight. I'll give you a favor. The rest of you don't have to worry about it." Purgatory Zi smiled brightly, "See you tomorrow."

Zhong Liye and Wen Li cleaned up the soldiers and eggplants on the ground together.

Wen Li was still a taciturn man, but when he put his two teammates into the cloth bag, his arm muscles protruded and his whole body trembled violently.

"My condolences." Zhong Liye said in a low voice: "Both teammates have left, and you are the only one left. Be stronger."

Wen Li didn't say a word, he silently carried two cloth bags on his shoulders, and went to dig the soil behind.

"I've been ignoring a problem in the first two dungeons." Peng Peng suddenly mumbled: "Will the players who died in the dungeons really go to punting on the sea of ​​nerves?"

"Yes." Qian Wu said softly.

"But the boatmen on the sea have no face. They have the same figure, gender, and voice." Peng Peng said, tears fell again.

"But they still have their own personalities and memories." Jiang Chen rarely comforted him, "Maybe we will meet again."

Peng Peng covered his face and wept in his palms, "I'm so sad. The player who broke through with me in the past died. I'm just afraid. I've never felt so sad."

Because the players I met in this book are all very good.

Qianwu fiddled with the drawing pencil lightly with downcast eyes.

In the morning, Da Bing said that it doesn't matter whether there are clues or not, and it doesn't matter who finds them first, everyone should take care.Eggplant said, come back for dinner at sunset.

Qianwu didn't know whether it was because of his depression gradually getting better in his nerves, or it was really because of the superficial friendship established in the past two days.He also felt pain in his heart, but he couldn't express it.

"The dungeon is still going on, everyone should be careful next time." Jiang Chen's voice was as calm as ever, he took out the law code from his lucky bag, opened it and said, "It seems that the so-called death conditions are different It is different from the changes in pool standards, and the thing that I finally obeyed the arrangement of the devil, but the devils are used to killing people by fabricating hallucinations."

As he finished speaking, words finally appeared on the blank page.

【Purgatory afternoon】

【#1 Purgatory Wu is a sensitive demon who can penetrate and exploit people's deepest emotions】

"Do you know Eggplant?" Peng Penghong asked Zhong Liye with eyes.

Zhong Liye shook his head, "Although Purgatory Wu changed into my appearance just now, he should have used the relationship between Eggplant and Dabing."

Wen Li, who had been silent all this time, whispered: "They are brother and sister."

Everyone turned around in astonishment, Wen Li shook his head slowly, "They don't look alike, and they didn't mention it. But I accidentally overheard them chatting in the last book. They don't want to expose their kinship, and they are worried about the players who broke into the book together. I had evil thoughts, so I also pretended not to know."

"That's it." Qu Ying's voice was a little empty, and she smiled bitterly, "It actually made me feel a little easier to accept the death of eggplant."

"Yes." Wen Li nodded, "Eggplant's talent is not bad, but she is very timid. Dabing is her spiritual support."

The aroma of red bean paste is overflowing, but no one has any appetite.

Miaomiao said, "Qu Ying originally wanted to cook red dates and brown sugar water, but Eggplant strongly requested to add red beans. She said she likes to drink red beans, but it's a pity..."

Qian Wu put down his pen, "Does she want to go downstairs to eat when she goes out by herself?"

"No, it's not cooked yet." Qu Ying shook her head, "I made hot brown sugar water for her to drink first, and then I went to cook the red bean paste. This thing will take more than an hour to cook, but what I told her is to Cook it for two or three hours, I hope she can fall asleep and drink it when she gets up in the morning."

"Why?" Jiang Chen asked.

Qu Ying was a little hesitant, and Miaomiao said for her with some embarrassment: "That's... the girl's pain depends on whether it's serious or not. It's as exaggerated as eggplant pain. Drinking hot and sweet ones can only relieve a little bit. She eats too much at night. The more you can’t sleep, the more you suffer.”

Qu Ying nodded, "I was watching the pot in the kitchen at the time, and I only heard the sound of doors opening and closing upstairs, but there were still a lot of people awake at that time, and everyone always came out, so I didn't care."

Miaomiao said: "She said she would go to the captain to collect clues. Well, I guess it's because I feel uncomfortable and I want to go to my brother."

Xiaobai said: "I also asked the soldier before he went out, and he said that the players on the team were not feeling well, so he went to take a look."

Everyone was quiet again.

"Go to sleep." Qianwu put down the pencil, with a calm expression, "Go to Chen's house tomorrow morning. We have a clue."

Everyone tossed and turned sleeplessly that night, and they didn't fall asleep until early morning.

Qian Wu was falling asleep when he heard a crisp shout from outside.

"Extraordinary! Another one died from last night to this morning! Another one died!!"

Qian Wu lay on the bed with half-opened eyes, and suddenly woke up after a while.

He sat up all of a sudden, looking at Jiang Chen who sat up almost at the same time on the ground.

"Why only one?"

Today's handwritten newspaper is very short, but the words on it are terrifying.

Last night to early morning: rain turned cloudy.

Small town news: The devil killed a man.

Specific list: Chen Ma, the youngest son of the Chen family who has just reached school age.

back--

Guess the triggering conditions for last night's death: Can't guess.

"What the hell?" Peng Peng was shocked, "What are eggplants and soldiers?"

"Maybe it's because we are still in the so-called inspection period, so we are not considered real townspeople." Miaomiao frowned again as she spoke, "But that's not right, isn't that the question for yesterday's entry screening criteria? Those who answered the question will Entering the death pool, are other townspeople also being questioned?"

"Purgatory Afternoon is not as idle as Huihui." Qian Wu said indifferently: "Obviously, the conditions of Chen Ma's death are different from the settings in the town, or in other words, it is more like a death that overrides the rules."

"This person must be a key NPC." Jiang Chen said, "Let's leave immediately."

During the daytime, the villages and towns were still lively and lively. The Chen family was far away from the inn, and when they arrived, everyone was panting under the scorching sun.

Qianwu was wearing a big straw hat, his fair skin was blushing under the brim, his eyes were so hot that his eyes were a little empty, and he looked at Jiang Chen with a trace of blankness.

Jiang Chen was watched eagerly by him, and his strong heart was melting.

He took out his water bag and handed it over, "Drink it."

Before going out, each player filled a bag of water, but Qianwu was too afraid of the heat, so he drank his own bag within a few steps.

Jiang Chen's lips were also chapped, but he hardly touched water.

Qian Wu hesitated, "Are you keeping it for me?"

"Drink."

Jiang Chen's tone was low, and he came over to cover him from the big sun that was coming from behind him, "Is there anything you can't see?"

Qianwu raised the brim of his hat, raised his head and gulped water.

After taking a few sips, he stopped and squeezed the water bag with two thirds left.

"You drink too." He handed the water bag to Jiang Chen, "It's not a matter of life and death, it's a big deal of heat stroke, don't be so selfless."

Jiang Chen took the water bag over, "I'm not prone to heatstroke without you."

Qianwu raised his eyebrows, "You're not holding back this water bag, are you? I've drank it before, so keep a distance?"

"..."

Jiang Chen's expression was subtle for a moment, and he opened the water bag and took a sip.

He put down the water bag and raised an eyebrow at Qianwu.

Qian Wu smiled leisurely, "Just kidding, what are you really doing?"

Jiang Chen: "..."

The Chen family is having a funeral, and there are many people coming and going.

The yard is quite small, with only four rooms. It is just an ordinary family in the town, but compared to yesterday's Fat Er's family, it is definitely a big family.

The players split up to search for information and clues, and they will meet outside the door after a while.

Peng Peng snapped his fingers and said: "This is a family of four. The mainstay is Chen Dali, a firewood boss. He chopped firewood by himself in the early years, and later he opened a firewood shop and hired other young laborers to work. The woman's name is Juan'er, an embroiderer. Yes, they can be sold for money. The two sons, one Chen Ma and the other Chen Shu, are twins. Oh, I specifically inquired about the time of birth. Everyone in the town knew that Juan’er had dystocia. As Lu Qianwu said, one is born at a child's hour, and one is born at noon."

"This can't be the family of Lian Ji Yuan and Lian Ji Wu." Xiaobai paused, then shook his head violently, "Forget it, what nonsense am I talking about? Obviously existing at the same time as this family..."

"Maybe it's a reflection." Qianwu said softly.

Xiao Bai was taken aback, "What?"

"The old beggar said something yesterday." Qianwu put his hands on his temples again, frowning and trying to remember, "He said this is a town that was cursed and sealed in time. Sealed in time? Maybe it's a parallel space , Chen Ma and Chen Shu may be the brothers of Purgatory Ziwu when they were young."

Qu Ying asked: "You mean that Purgatory Ziwu used to be human?"

"This is too ridiculous." Peng Peng shook his head decisively, "That guy last night was actually a human? I can't accept it."

Qianwu didn't make a sound, he kept rubbing his temples.

It was too hot, and as soon as he came out, he would immediately fall into the symptoms of heat stroke, and it was difficult to think calmly.

"Nothing is impossible." Jiang Chen said calmly: "And the old beggar yesterday didn't explain why the devil couldn't get close to him."

"He should know a lot of things." Qu Ying said and handed her water bag to Qianwu, "I have a little left, the sun is too big on the road, I added a little bit of sugar and salt from the lucky bag, sugar Salt water can relieve heat stroke better, you should drink it."

"Thank you." Qianwu took it, unscrewed the water bag, raised his head and drank the water, being careful not to touch the water bag with his lips.

Jiang Chen said, "I still have a lot of water here, add some to me and let him drink it."

"I won't drink it anymore, you drink it yourself." Qianwu frowned and waved his hands, "The taste is too strange, I would rather suffer from heat stroke."

Qu Ying smiled helplessly: "The taste of sugar and salt water is very bad."

The unbearable heat.

Qianwu stood against the door frame, his eyelids were heavy and sleepy, he rubbed his temples and looked at the guests passing by in the courtyard.

Suddenly, his movements stopped.

"Purgatory son." Qianwu said.

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, "Where?"

Qian Wu pointed to the corridor not far away, where stood a silent man wearing a straw hat and bowing his head in mourning.The brim of the hat covered his facial features, so no one could see his face clearly, but if you looked specifically, his figure was indeed similar to that of Lian Ji Zi.

"It's amazing that you can discover this." Peng Peng sighed, "Do you have BOSSGPS installed on you?"

Qianwu didn't make a sound, he slowly took two steps closer.

Purgatory Child is sad, an emotion that can be felt without seeing a person's expression.

Although he was still indifferent and calm as usual, the sadness was like a surging undercurrent, flowing in the courtyard where people came and went.

Qianwu followed his line of sight and looked towards the room directly in front of him.It was temporarily used as a mourning hall, and beside the coffin, there was a tearful little boy kneeling.

"He is the eldest son Chen Shu." Jiang Chen walked over and whispered, "Look, he and Chen Ma are indeed twins."

The little boy knelt on the ground, almost carved out of the same mold as Chen Ma from yesterday.

It's just that the temperaments of the two children are obviously different. Yesterday's Chen Ma was naughty, but Chen Shu was very calm.

"The twins were born on the same day, only twelve hours apart. But according to what the fat second mother said yesterday, Chen Shu seems to be more mature, learns in the morning, and changes teeth faster." Jiang Chen continued.

A man passing by replied casually: "Everyone knows that Chen Shu is a little more mature and smarter than ordinary children, but the two brothers are actually not much different."

He sighed again as he spoke, feeling a little lost: "Chen Ma is dead, and everyone finally doesn't have to worry about guessing who these two brothers are. What a pity."

Qian Wu looked back at him, "Is the relationship between the two brothers good?"

"It's not bad." The man thought for a while, "Chen Shu doesn't like to talk very much. This kid has such a personality, and he treats everyone. Chen Ma is very clingy to his brother, and he follows him wherever he goes, and he is not afraid. I was disgusted by others, and I still have to pack one back to give to his brother when I eat cakes."

"What are you asking about?"

A cold voice sounded from behind.

The man's expression changed, he hurriedly bowed his head and said hello, Mr. Lian Guizi, then turned and left quickly.

Qianwu turned his head, and Lian Guizi stood behind them, scrutinizing him.

"Last night, Lian Ji Wu killed two of you, didn't he?" Lian Jizi said with a soft sigh, "I told you to pay attention, and don't make him unhappy."

"You are his elder brother." Qianwu looked at him, "You don't want him to kill people?"

"I don't care." Purgatory son said indifferently, "We all belong to purgatory, the more cruel and ruthless the higher the rights, although I personally don't like to do things to humans who don't get in the way, but I don't care about my brother's progress."

"..." Qianwu said quietly: "You are really an enlightened brother."

"Why did you come to this funeral?" Jiang Chen asked, "What is your relationship with the Chen family?"

Purgatory suddenly turned to look at him, frowning.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The ghost with a human face under the brim is watching the weeping little boy kneeling beside the coffin. His eyes are calm, but they seem to contain some kind of deep emotion.

After a while, Purgatory Zi silently turned and left.

Probably because of the coldness around the ghost, it relieved Qianwu a little from the heat.He walked into the mourning hall, knelt down beside Chen Shu, and asked, "Are you Chen Ma's brother?"

Chen Shu glanced at him and nodded.

"Do you know why my brother died?" Qianwu asked softly, "What condition did he trigger?"

"Nothing..." Chen Shu said in disbelief, "He has been following me since he came back from Fat Er's house yesterday, and I usually stare at him from the corner of my eye, he didn't do anything yesterday .”

"Yesterday we also met Chen Ma at Fat Er's House." Jiang Chen said.

Chen Shu immediately turned around when he heard the words, "Have you encountered any strange things?"

"No." Jiang Chen shook his head.

"I don't think my brother was killed by a devil." Chen Shu wiped away his tears, "His body is also very clean, we can't even find a wound."

"How did he die?" Qianwu asked.

"Following me, I suddenly called out to my brother, and when I turned around, he fell down." Chen Shu caressed the coffin in a daze, "He originally begged me to go to the river to play together, so it's rare for me to promise him once..."

Chen Shu didn't say anything more.He put his hands on the ground and buried his head.

A taciturn child who is not very good at expressing, the way to face pain is to bury his emotions.

Qianwu reached out to touch his head, but finally held back, got up quietly and left.

"The four key NPCs are likely to be the Chen family." Xiaobai analyzed as he walked, "Now that one is dead, Chen Ma, there are three left. We must protect the three of them."

"But when will the protection be finished?" Qu Ying was a little confused.

"That's right." Peng Peng clapped his hands, "The mission only says to prevent four key NPCs from dying, but it doesn't say how long it will take to protect them. How can we finish? I'm afraid we have to protect them forever."

"Break the curse and eliminate the threat of death." Jiang Chen said, "It is very clear now."

"I agree." Zhong Liye nodded, "No matter what the cause of Chen Ma's death is, it must be the hands of the devil. If this is a village under the supervision of the devil because of a curse, as long as we break the curse, the devil will leave. No one will die."

Qianwu suddenly said, "Come with me."

He was originally walking at the end of the line, when he suddenly saw a tattered dress flashing past the end of the alley.

It's an old beggar.

The alley was deep and long, and when he heard footsteps behind him, the old beggar suddenly ran wildly.

Qianwu shouted: "Catch him!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure rushed out from the side quickly, and Jiang Chen caught up within two steps, grabbing the old beggar's shoulder.

The old beggar screamed and struggled, Mr. Commander snorted coldly, put more force on his hand, and kicked him in the hollow of his knee, pinning him there.

"Ouch! Ouch!!" The old beggar groaned on the ground, "What's the situation with you? Why are you bullying me, a stinky beggar?"

Qianwu knelt down in front of him, smiled very intimately: "Ask you a little question."

"I don't know how to answer!" The old beggar frowned and said, "Don't come here! You are usually polite, but when you smile, you don't feel at ease!!"

"You can even discover this." Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in amazement, and said in a low voice, "A master."

Qian Wu glanced at him when he heard the words, Jiang Chen calmly closed his mouth again.

Qianwu continued to squat down with a smile, stretched out his hand to touch Jiang Chen's back, and skillfully drew out the saber.

"Actually, we are very friendly." He said and patted the old beggar's thigh exposed in his tattered clothes with the blade. "We just want to be friends with you."

"..."

The old beggar looked at him coolly, "Are you speaking human language?"

Jiang Chen exerted force calmly, he let out a cry of pain, and shouted again: "It's human words, it's human words! The sound of nature!"

Qianwu restrained his smile, stood up and looked down at him, "Tell us everything you know."

The old beggar sighed, "I'm really a beggar. It's said that I'm not so clear-headed, and I go crazy when I get sick. The beggar gang is unwilling to accept me, otherwise I will boast that I am a disciple of the beggar gang. Listen to the beggars. It’s strange to be unpromising.”

Jiang Chen asked: "Why did you say that demons can't get close to you yesterday?"

"Eighteen generations of my ancestors have been exorcists." The old beggar bared his yellow teeth proudly, "Is this bloodline honorable?"

Hearing this, Qianwu frowned, and took a look at him, "Then why do you..."

It's so miserable.

"I seem to have suffered a brain injury when I was a child." The old beggar said, rubbing the back of his head, "They said that I was always insane, and I didn't learn the ability to exorcise demons. However, our exorcists are still single-handed for eighteen generations. Come to me, oh , There is no way, this is interrupted."

"My ancestors are unfortunate." Jiang Chen said.

The old beggar laughed, "Yes, yes, yes."

"But I still have the blood of the exorcist. I can't kill the devil, but the devil can't kill me either." The old beggar said mysteriously: "And now, I think I'm the only one who is sober in the whole town."

Qianwu looked at him, "How to say?"

"This is a time and space that has been sealed away." The old beggar swallowed, "If I follow the current timeline, I should be only in my 20s. I don't know when, a good town will suddenly be supervised by Purgatory. Then the time was set back to a certain day repeatedly, and the cycle continued. Maybe the devil can't affect me, so I'm the only one who keeps getting old."

Peng Peng couldn't help but click his tongue, "Why do I sound so pitiful for you?"

"It's a bit." The old beggar sighed, "I'm getting older and poorer, what's the use of my sad life?"

Qianwu looked at him silently.

The old beggar is definitely an important clue NPC in the dungeon, what he said can't be false.According to this statement, the originally good town was suddenly decided to be supervised by the big shots in purgatory, and then locked in a time and space, and something happened in a loop.

"When will the cycle end?" he asked.

The old lunatic frowned and thought for a long time, "I don't remember."

"..."

"I've been in a daze all day, and it's not bad to be able to wake up for a while." He pushed Jiang Chen away, stood up from the ground, and shook his hands, "Oh, but there is one thing I don't understand in particular."

"What?" Qianwu asked.

The old beggar said, "There is a man in this town who shouldn't exist."

"who is it?"

"Chen Ma, who just died." The old beggar said, "I remember that little hapless bastard, oh, he was just a little follower who followed his brother. One day I followed them, and I wanted to steal the two children to buy a After eating the buns, I saw Chen Ma messing around, his brother scolded him, he turned around and left, but he followed a pamper who came from outside, and never came back."

Peng Peng asked in surprise, "Abducted?"

"Well." The old beggar sighed with some pity, "Both boys are very attractive. Although I am a stinky beggar, I also want to protect the children. I wanted to follow up and stop, but I was in a hurry to walk He fell and passed out."

"..." Peng Peng Youyou repeated his words: "What is the use of this sad life for you?"

"So, according to the original timeline, Chen Ma should have been abducted by now, and shouldn't exist in the first place, right?" Qian Wu asked.

The old beggar nodded vigorously, "I am confused about other matters, but I remember this matter very clearly."

"Thank you." Qian Wu got up and wanted to leave, but just took two steps, then suddenly turned around.

The old beggar who hadn't let go of his breath stopped for a moment.

"What else do you want?" he asked cautiously.

Qianwu said, "Yesterday you seemed to have taken a sip of my water."

"..." The old face slowly wrinkled, "So...?"

"I haven't paid yet." Qianwu stretched out his hand indifferently, "What is the common currency in your town?"

"Real money." said the old beggar.

Qianwu nodded, "One ingot of gold, give it now, hurry up."

The players behind were silent.

Peng Peng carefully pulled La Quying's arm, "Is the great painter crazy for living a life without money for water?"

"Hush." ​​Qu Ying whispered helplessly: "Peng Peng, I think your brain is really bad."

"Really?" Peng Peng looked at Zhong Liye again in disbelief, "You think so too?"

Zhong Liye said calmly, "I've always felt that way."

"...

... "

"I have no money!" The old beggar was furious, "No! No one cares about beggars asking for gold, are you crazy?!"

"Is there no money?" Qianwu raised his eyebrows with some pity, "If you have any valuables on you, take them out."

"I don't have anything!" The old beggar said angrily, "Just a broken bowl! Here it is!"

"I don't want a bowl." Qianwu frowned and stepped back, the bowl exuded the smell of time, it was really unbearable to get close to it.

Jiang Chen had an insight into Qianwu's intentions, and asked cooperatively: "You are an exorcist, didn't your ancestors leave you any magic weapons? For descendants like you, the ancestors should be even more worried."

"We exorcists are people who are valuable, what kind of magic weapon do we want?" The old beggar snorted dismissively, but stretched his hand into the waist of his trousers and started digging for Qianwu.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Chen frowned and shouted, "Be respectful!"

The old beggar didn't make a sound. After a while, he struggled to pull out a tattered booklet from his trouser waist, and threw it at Qianwu's feet.

"Give, give!"

He roared angrily: "This is the understanding of demons accumulated by our ancestors for eighteen generations. Apart from the broken bowl, this is all I have on me. Don't bother me anymore!"

Qian Wu raised his eyebrows, "You really expected it."

The old beggar walked up to him and bumped him hard, and said angrily, "I should have realized that none of you good-looking ones are good!"

The author has something to say: But those who are good-looking can be liked by the nerves.

The little nerve said sticking to the ground greedily.