Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

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The two people's footsteps froze, Xu Zhaohe's face suddenly sank, Xiaochen buried his face in his lap in fear, trembling.

"Brother, what, what should we do?"

Xu Zhaohe looked down at him, a weak and cute child, who even wanted to protect his doll softly.

Although this was just going back in time, it was a bit embarrassing for him to just push him out and watch him die tragically again.

Every little sun, innocent and kind, should be well cared for and grow up happily and healthily.

He suddenly squatted down, and met Xiao Chen's ignorant, dusty gray eyes with his deep black eyes.

Xiaochen seemed to be terribly frightened, his little face stained with ashes was pale, he pursed his mouth, and suddenly started crying, crying, "Brother, brother, hurry up, there are bad guys—"

Xu Zhaohe wiped his tears with his hands, then put his hands on his thin shoulders, looked directly at him, "Listen," he said, "Boys can't cry casually."

Xiaochen bit her lip, and really struggled to suppress her choked sobs, but the big tears couldn't be stopped, one after another in aggrieved way.

Brother Zhao sighed helplessly, hearing the approaching footsteps, they had no time left.

"When I open the door, you take the opportunity to run out, keep running, don't look back, and then hide yourself."

"What about you?" Xiaochen asked.

"I'll look for you later," Brother Zhao wiped his tears again, and said solemnly, "Xiaochen, can you do it?"

"I can!" The boy Xiaochen nodded firmly, his eyes widened, "I can!"

"Okay." Brother Zhao finally couldn't help but strike, squeezed his soft little face, and said with a smile, "I believe in you."

"Big brother," Xiaochen let him rub his hands, but still stared at him with big innocent eyes full of trust, stretched out a small hand to hook his wrist, and said softly, "You must Come pick me up."

'You must come and pick me up. '

In a trance, another familiar voice sounded again, soft, small, full of trust, and even crying with a bit of restraint.

"it is good."

'it is good. '

The two voices seemed to overlap each other, Xu Zhaohe slowly narrowed his eyes, then came back to his senses, stood up and led Xiaochen to the door.

He lowered his face, and was sure that he did not lose his memory due to illness or other shocks when he was a child, but what was the anxiety and endless desire in his heart that was pressing on his heart every day?

What are those vague fragments and words?

One day, he will get them all back.

Gradually returning to his thoughts, Xu Zhaohe blinked, heard the sound of approaching footsteps, lowered his head and looked at Xiaochen, "Are you ready?"

Xiaochen nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Brother Zhao bent the corner of his mouth at him, then put his hand on the doorknob, pressed his fingers hard, and with a "click", the door opened gently.

The murder weapon maniac seemed to be attracted by the sound, and there was a "crash" sound.

Xu Zhaohe took a deep breath, suddenly opened the door without warning, and shouted: "Run!"

Xiaochen didn't dare to delay, after the door was completely opened, he jumped out like a small cannonball, and ran towards the murderer with his back.

The murderous weapon maniac reacted, shouted and brandished the machete and was about to chase after him, but he didn't expect another figure to come out of the door, pulled out the summoning umbrella to stop him under the blade, and the red dark lines suddenly appeared. Now, countless sparks popped out.

Being dragged back, seeing Xiaochen turning into a side road and disappearing, the murder weapon maniac stomped his feet angrily and let out several roars.

He glared fiercely at the person he stopped, and it happened that Brother Zhao also gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to meet him. However, when he saw the person's face clearly, a faint light flashed in his eyes. He really didn't expect it to be a familiar face face.

Contrary to his usual gentle and refined appearance, the maniac with the murder weapon glaring at him is the housekeeper of this villa.

The two confronted each other silently, and suddenly one took a step backward with force.

The butler held a machete with scarlet eyes, Xu Zhaohe stood coldly, holding an umbrella with red stripes on a black background in his hand that was red from too much force.

The butler took two steps slowly, panting like a wild beast and glared at his prey fiercely, then took advantage of the timing and suddenly rushed over with a machete.

It's a pity that the prey reacted quickly, took a quick step, and raised the umbrella again to reach it. The two of them pressed down hard and lifted up hard. It was almost a battle of all strength.

Of course, humans are incomparable with ghosts, and it is also because the summoning umbrella blocked most of the force for him.

For a while, the fiery red dark lines became brighter and dazzling, looking extremely excited.

"That," just at the very moment, another voice suddenly sounded from behind the butler, and the battle between the two was caught off guard. The butler panicked and wanted to evacuate first, but he didn't expect a sap to remind him After a while, it hit the back of his head with a "boom", and the voice behind him continued quietly, "Sorry to bother you."

"........."

The housekeeper rolled his eyes helplessly, and fell limply.

The expected fiery scene came to an abrupt end, Xu Zhaohe lowered his arms and looked up, only to meet the third person behind him, Guan Bin.

Guan Bin smiled, glanced at the gleaming summoning umbrella in his hand without any trace, and then turned serious, trying not to squint, but it was a pity that he was scratching his heart and couldn't help it, so he glanced at it. Glance after glance.

"You read that right," Xu Zhaohe said suddenly, "It is indeed the Summoning Spirit Umbrella."

"Ah——" Guan Bin, who is an industry elite in a suit and board, is like a boy who meets his idol for the first time. He scratched his face and didn't know how to react. Finally, he said excitedly, "Very good...you are Hua. born?"

Xu Zhaohe nodded lightly, "It's just a casual vest."

"Oh—" Guan Bin dragged his voice, and then suddenly became excited, "Tang An, does he know?"

Brother Zhao glanced at him quietly, and made a "shh" gesture to him.

"Oh, oh," Guan Bin nodded frantically, and then leaned over and lowered his voice, "I understand!"

"........."

"By the way," Xu Zhaohe looked down at the stick in his hand. It was smooth and white. It looked ordinary, but it contained huge energy inside. "Your stick is very useful."

Fall with one stick!

"Hey," Guan Bin waved his hand, "It's not comparable to the Summoning Spirit Umbrella. It costs one thousand points, and it's still a one-time item. It's a waste product now."

As he said that, the fan tube secretly poked at the gorgeous and retro, the color matching is perfect, the lines are natural and smooth, and the details are precise and exquisite. Even every red line is so beautiful that you can't take it away. It's little star.

Xu Zhaohe: "..."

Now he finally understands why there is the term "collapsing people".

Thinking about Guan Bin, who was full of pride at the beginning and only used corners of his eyes to draw the corners of his lips in disdain, now turned into Erha frantically flicking his tail at the summoning umbrella. The contrast is so great that it makes people feel uncomfortable physically and mentally.

He slowly raised his hand and asked him, "Do you want to see it?"

Unexpectedly, the fan Erha not only took it unexcitedly, but also waved his hands hastily, saying: "Don't dare, Brother Sheng, please put it away quickly, I won't watch it."

Xu Zhaohe: "...Oh."

As he said that, he ruthlessly put away the Zhaoling Umbrella in Guan Bin's eyes, and his face returned to seriousness, "I have something to do first, do you want to follow?"

"with!"

Guan Bin reluctantly looked away without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Xu Zhaohe didn't say anything else, they bypassed the housekeeper who was lying on the ground, and chased in the direction Xiaochen left just now.

It's just that he didn't expect that after searching for a full 10 minutes, they still didn't find Xiaochen's trace.

It seems like a long time has passed since I stopped the housekeeper just now and they set out to search, but it only took seven or eight minutes. Xiaochen is a child, how far can he run?

The uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious. When it accumulated to a certain extent, Xu Zhaohe suddenly stopped, looked back under Guan Bin's questioning eyes, his eyes were solemn, finally heaved a sigh of hatred, and ran back suddenly .

Although Guan Bin was puzzled, he followed silently. The two speeded up and took a shortcut, and soon returned to the original place.

The housekeeper at the door was gone, Xu Zhaohe stepped forward and pushed the door open, looking in anxiously.

The next moment, his body froze.

The light coming in from the door suddenly caught sight of a small figure curled up on the ground.

The neck was broken, the gray eyes were dull and powerless, and the body was hacked several times, and the knife saw the bones, and the ground was full of glaring blood.

The historical trajectory will not change with the retrospective scene. At four o'clock in the morning, Xiaochen died.

And beside him, there were five broken dolls scattered around, none of them intact.

The stiff figure finally moved, Xu Zhaohe stepped in slowly, bent down beside him, and said softly, "Xiaochen, I'm here to pick you up."

However, no one answered him.

Xiaochen, who was expecting his big brother to pick him up, didn't wait after all.

At a ridiculously appointed time, he reappeared in this dark cell, repeating his death process.

Guan Bin behind him didn't know what to say, he hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he could only silently lower his head at the door.

Inside, Xu Zhaohe stretched out his fingers slowly, trembling a little.

He tried to maintain a calm expression, covering his gray eyes and gently closing them for him.

But in the next second, Xiaochen's eyelids opened suddenly, staring straight at the ceiling.

After a while, he opened his mouth and made a breathy sound, which was indistinct. Xu Zhaohe listened carefully for a long time before finally distinguishing it.

He said: "I am in so much pain...I want revenge."

Over and over again, it is always this sentence: "I am so hurt...I want revenge."

Immediately afterwards, the doll beside him suddenly began to tremble, slowly pieced itself together, opened its mouth and said in unison: "I'm in so much pain...I want revenge."

Five dolls and one child, with six mouths speaking in unison, the impact is not insignificant.

Xu Zhaohe couldn't stop it, he could only silently watch Xiaochen and the dolls trembling at the beginning, then got up little by little, and black air began to linger all over his body.

They stood in a row, moved in unison, slowly tilted their heads towards him, and opened their mouths to show their fangs, "I'm in so much pain!"

"We're in so much pain, why didn't anyone save us?"

Xu Zhaohe opened his mouth, but couldn't say any powerless words, he just looked at him quietly, black eyes met gray eyes, and two shallow figures were reflected in it.

Xiaochen looked at him for a long time, not sure if he felt familiar, but in the end he didn't move at him, but turned around with stiff legs, his eyes suddenly became sickle-shaped, and rushed towards Guan Bin who was at the door!

"Xiaochen!"

Xu Zhaohe yelled and stretched out his hand to pull out his arm, causing Xiao Chen who had completely turned into a ghost to turn his head and stare at him with a "click", and opened his mouth suddenly to reveal a bloody mouth.

"Run!"

While yelling at Guan Bin at the door, he took out props to temporarily trap Xiaochen.

Xiao Chen was naturally unwilling, and began to struggle and scream. The dolls at the side became angry when they saw this, and rushed towards him one after another, but unfortunately they were blocked by the red light outside.

Xu Zhaohe took out the summoning umbrella in an instant, put it on top of his and Xiaochen's heads, and looked at him quietly.

"Listen," he said, "I'm coming for you, and I'm taking you home."

Xiao Chen grinned: "Ho Ho Ho—"

Brother Zhao's expression remained unchanged, and he continued: "Do you want to find your mother? I'll take you to find her."

Hearing this sentence, the violent Xiaochen suddenly calmed down, then he lowered his head as if he was thinking, and finally asked slowly: "Mom, mom?"

"Yes," Xu Zhaohe tried to pat his head lightly, "I'll take you to find her."

Xiaochen didn't move at all, looking at him with a pale and stiff face, only those gray eyes were suddenly wet, and big red tears suddenly fell.

"She's gone," Xiaochen whimpered, "Mom is gone."

"She's dead."

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