The rivers and lakes are full of vests

The two returned to the cave, washed up briefly and then got on the stone bed. Shi Qi turned sideways to face the stone wall and curled up slightly.

Fu Peibai leaned over, put his arms around Shiqi, held her hand, and murmured softly: "It's all over Shiqi, it's all over, go to sleep, I'm here."

Shi Qi relaxed his body and slowly closed his eyes.

Is it really over?

Can it really pass?

She fell asleep in a daze, and her whole body was dragged into that terrible nightmare more than ten years ago.

......

"tick-tick"

In the dark cave, the accumulated water on the top of the cave gathered and fell drop by drop into the scattered puddles on the ground.

The girl opened her eyes suddenly, and looked around vigilantly. Those people who were about her size gathered together in twos and threes, with the same vigilance and caution on their expressions.

This reminded her of the innocent smiles on the faces of everyone holding hands when entering the cave on the first day and vowing to pass this test together.

However, these smiles completely disappeared on the seventh day after they entered the cave.

They didn't know what this so-called test and screening referred to. They only knew that the daily food and water were gradually decreasing, and hunger became a daily norm.

What's even more frightening is that a fight for food gradually appeared in the cave.

For a steamed bun, they can beat each other until their heads are bloody, and those red eyes seem to be engaged in a duel of life and death.

The atmosphere in the cave became increasingly oppressive and dignified every day.

until the death of the first boy.

His withered and emaciated corpse was lying in the center of the burrow, and the rest of the people were all huddled in every corner, afraid of anyone around them.

The smell of corpse decay spread in the cave, followed by a second corpse that starved to death because it could not compete for food.

The third...

The fifth...

I can't remember exactly which day, but the first corpse that didn't die of starvation and dehydration appeared in the cave.

The corpse was bleeding to death from broken porcelain pieces across its neck. It died in a silent and shadowy corner. The black nails of the corpse still contained fine crumbs of cake, and its protruding eyes stared fixedly at the exit above the hole. Pressed huge rock.

Several people were so frightened by this scene that they yelled to let me out, let me out, and their tireless yelling only got them less food and water the next day.

A new round of scrambling continued. The girl snatched one-third of the cake. She put it in her arms and walked to a corner, with her back pressed against the stone wall, carefully and quickly nibbling at the food in her hand.

A taller boy approached her and silently handed her a bowl of rare and precious water.

The girl didn't pick it up, she stared at the water bowl, clutching a piece of broken porcelain tightly in her hand.

She knew this boy because he didn't enter the cave at the same time as them, but only entered on the fifth day.

The boy withdrew his hand and called out "Miss" in a low voice.

The girl's eyes widened suddenly, "Who are you?!"

The young man knelt on the ground with a humble attitude, "I am a disciple of Wenyang Sect, and my name is Xing Guang."

The girl relaxed her vigilance upon hearing this, "Why are you here?"

"I want to avenge my master." The boy named Xing Guang lowered his head when he said this, so the girl didn't see his strange expression clearly.

She didn't ask any more, broke off half of the cake and handed it to Xing Guang, and when Xing Guang offered water again, she didn't refuse any more.

The two formed an alliance, shared food, rested back to back, and faced every crisis-ridden moment.

No. On the 15th, the corpses in the cave had piled up into a small hill. The surviving people spontaneously moved these corpses to the corner. The expressions on everyone's faces were no longer timid. fear.

On the 17th, they couldn't wait for food and water.

It was still the same on No.18.

On the nineteenth, the shadow of darkness and death hung over everyone's head.

There was no water or rice for three days, and several people died of dehydration one after another. The rest of the people leaned against the stone wall weakly, without the strength to even raise their heads.

There was no difference between day and night to them, so when the boulder pressing on the roof of the cave was removed and a large swath of sunlight poured into the cave, they realized that it was day.

The long-lost sunlight blinded each of them, but soon, darkness enveloped them again, and with the darkness came a dagger.

A cold blade dagger with exquisite workmanship and intricate patterns.

The remaining ten people stared at the dagger on the ground, and none of them moved first, but they were all ready inwardly.

Those who can live to this day are no longer those innocent boys and girls.

How this bloody killing started, no one knows.

Screams, howls, roars, and the shattering of porcelain bowls echoed in the cave. The dagger fell into the hands of one person, but was quickly snatched away by the next person.

They know that if they want to get out alive, they must kill other people. This is the cruel and bloody selection method of Luoying Sect.

The girl did not participate in the fight for the dagger, but she was accidentally injured by the people in the fight. Xing Guang stood in front of her, bearing the fists from all directions.

This life-and-death battle ended quickly, and the victor was an older, taller and stronger boy, with blood on his face, holding a dagger, standing on top of piles of corpses, shouting frantically: " I won, I won, I can get out alive, I won!"

The dim candlelight hit his side face, reflecting his fanatical expression.

The girl flinched. It turned out that it only took seventeen days to transform from a human to a demon.

Xing Guang slammed into the boy, who fell to the ground unsuspectingly, but still held the dagger tightly.

The two quickly wrestled together, and fists, legs, heads, and even teeth could be turned into fighting weapons.

However, the disparity in strength caused by the huge difference in body size cannot be changed. In the end, Xing Guang was pressed to the ground, pinched by the neck by the young man, and punched and punched in the face.

He was beaten with blood all over his face, and he was in a daze, but the young man still vented his inner fear and anger tirelessly by beating him.

At the last moment when Xing Guang lost consciousness, the boy's movements stopped suddenly, and the hand pinching his neck slowly loosened.

Xing Guang coughed violently, and the boy's body limply fell on him. He felt some warm and sticky liquid slipping down his neck. Looking up, there was only one person standing in the dark cave.

is her.

The expressionless girl was holding a dagger, the tip of the dagger was seeping a series of blood lines.

The girl walked up to Xing Guang and stretched out her hand. The originally white and slender fingers were already covered with a layer of mud and thick blood.

This was the first time she had killed someone, and a fresh life was lost in her hands.

"Miss......"

The girl's ears were buzzing, her heart was beating like it was going to burst out of her chest, she threw away the dagger, panting slightly: "Kill me."

Xing Guang looked dull, "You, what are you talking about? Miss."

The girl took a deep breath, calmed down, and repeated calmly: "Don't you understand? Only one person can get out alive here, kill me, and you can get out."

"No, I won't kill you." Xing Guang stood up with an agitated expression, "Miss, you killed me, you killed me, it's more important that you live, and only after you go out can you find out the truth and avenge the sect leader yourself ,You killed me."

The girl didn't speak, she lowered her eyes, not wanting to engage in this meaningless dispute.

She went to the stone wall and sat down, resting with her eyes closed, with a strong smell of blood on the tip of her nose, and she still remembered the feeling when the dagger slashed across the man's neck just now.

She didn't use much strength, and with such a light stroke, the boy's heavy body fell to the ground lightly like a fallen leaf.

It turned out that this is the feeling of killing.

Her right hand that held the dagger trembled uncontrollably, just like her trembling heart.

A muffled groan sounded in the quiet cave, and the tired and relaxed bodies of the two suddenly tensed up. They looked at the pile of corpses at the same time, and saw a thin, blood-stained child crawling out of the pile of corpses. The appearance is only about seven or eight years old, and he should have escaped by hiding in the pile of corpses and pretending to be dead when everyone was fighting.

And climbing out now should be to hear their conversation just now, and realize that they may be the only ones who still have humanity left in this test of annihilating humanity.

He walked up to the girl tremblingly, knelt down, his round eyes gleamed with water, "Don't kill me."

The girl picked up the dagger and handed it to him, "Here, if I don't kill you, you have to kill me."

Xing Guang didn't wait for the boy to answer, he rushed over in one fell swoop, grabbed the dagger and pointed it at the seemingly harmless existence.

The boy shrank his neck, his eyes were full of timidity and fear, "I, I won't kill people, I just want to live."

The girl was silent for a while, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Drought in my hometown, people in the village starved to death. I heard that this sect recruits disciples without regard to background or martial arts talent. As long as you want to come, you can come. But, I, I didn't expect it to be like this." Way...I just want to beg for food," said the boy, shaking with fear.

The girl didn't say anything, and pressed down the dagger that Xing Guang was holding.

The cave ushered in a long-lost calm, and the three of them did not have any conversations, and another three days passed like this.

The hunger and thirst of the past few days caused the girl's abdomen to burn like fire, her lips were dry and cracked, her eyes were cloudy, she couldn't utter a word, and some grotesque hallucinations even appeared vaguely in front of her eyes.

She lay on the filthy ground, curled up on her side, and uttered small, painful whimpers.

Xing Guang crawled to her side, his lips were dry and cracked, and he called out in a hoarse voice: "Miss, miss."

Seventeen opened a slit to look at him, then stretched out his hand to grab his wrist, and murmured: "Kill me, Xing Guang, kill me, after you go out, avenge my parents and elder brother for me, and take revenge for Wen Yang." Revenge for the 28 members of the family, please." She held Xing Guang's hand tightly, and her slightly long nails pierced into his flesh.

Xing Guang was stunned, and the next moment, he leaned down and hugged the girl before she fell into a coma.

"I won't let you die."

The girl didn't hear this sentence clearly, and when Xing Guang spoke, she completely passed out.

Opening his eyes again, the dark cave roof was still in sight, and the foul smell was still on the tip of his nose.

She thought she was finally freed from this purgatory, but she wasn't.

She sat up slowly, and was surprised to find that the dryness of her lips and throat had faded a lot, but there was a strange smell between her teeth, fishy and sweet.

Xing Guang was sitting opposite her, leaning against the stone wall, as if he had fallen asleep, with his head lowered.

And the boy was gone.

A strange feeling crept up in her heart, she got up and walked slowly to Xing Guang's side, only then saw the small corpse lying quietly in the shadow not far from Xing Guang.

There were battle scars on the corpse, and there was a long and narrow wound on the thin and withered wrist.

She froze, and finally understood what the strange taste in her mouth was.

Blood, the taste of blood.

With a buzzing sound, she felt her scalp tingling, and a strong nausea and nausea went straight from her abdomen to her throat. She staggered to her knees, clasped her throat with one hand, and retched violently.

This movement woke Xing Guang up, and just as Xing Guang was about to speak, a loud slap fell on his face.

The corners of the girl's eyes were red, and she shouted sharply: "Are you crazy! You are simply crazy!"

Xing Guang was stunned for a moment, straightened his back, and said in a deep voice: "He wanted to kill us last night! This kid pretended to be gentle and harmless, but that was just his weapon. How can he be kind if he can live to this day?" generation!"

He grabbed the girl's shoulder and said, "If possible, I also want to kill myself and let you live, but Shi Qinghan doesn't allow anyone to commit suicide. If we commit suicide, both of us will die. I can only wait until you harden your heart." Kill me, and before that, you must live!"

Enduring the strong discomfort in her abdomen, the girl pushed him away suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Crazy, you are really crazy."

Xing Guang red-eyed, "Yes, I'm crazy, as long as Miss can live, I will do anything."

"Don't come near me again." The girl took a deep breath and retreated to her original position, but she didn't dare to close her eyes anymore, she could only bite the tip of her tongue to force herself to stay awake, staring at Xing Guang vigilantly.

The two of them were in a stalemate. After an unknown amount of time, the physical exhaustion and the huge mental shock made her gradually lose consciousness. She stared at the 23 scratches on the wall, her eyelids slowly drooping.

Xing Guang approached her quietly, calling in a low voice, "Miss."

The girl opened her eyes suddenly, stepped back abruptly, and shouted, "Get out."

Xing Guang knelt on the ground with his head down. After a long while, he suddenly leaned over, one hand imprisoned the girl's two slender wrists, and the other hand was raised to press on her lips. blood drop.

The girl struggled violently, the smell of blood at the end of her nose made her want to vomit, "Let go, let me go! Xing Guang, I want you to let me go!"

Xing Guang took advantage of his poor body shape to suppress her, with a desperate pleading on his face, "Please, miss, you must live, if you don't want to do this, just kill me, just kill me."

Tears streamed down the girl's dirty face, and she cried out heart-piercingly: "Rather than this, I would rather commit suicide, let's die together!"

Xing Guang was startled, and the girl took advantage of the situation to struggle out. She staggered and crawled over to pick up the dagger, and held it between her neck, without the slightest hesitation, she was about to exert force.

Xing Guang rushed over and knocked down the girl. He strangled her tightly with both arms and howled: "You can't die, you have to find the real culprit and avenge the head of the sect with your own hands. Miss, you should be ruthless and kill her!" I'm fine, I just need this, I beg you, give me a happy time."

The girl collapsed and knelt on the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly, "I can't do it, I can't do it."

"Just like you killed that person, kill me, you can do it."

The girl bit her lip and shook her head.

Xing Guang stuffed the dagger into her palm, put the blade end against his heart, and looked resolute, "Think about your parents, elder brother, and 28 people in Manfu, you should avenge them with your own hands."

He held her hand and slowly pushed it towards his heart, the tip pierced the clothing, followed by the thin skin.

He felt the girl's trembling hand and smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, miss."

"Goodbye."

After all, he gathered his strength and was about to hold her hand and plunge it into his heart. At this moment, the boulder that had been accumulated for several days above his head slammed.

With a "bang", the boulder turned into dust, a large amount of dust floated in the air, and at the same time a rough and deep female voice sounded.

"Do you think this is not a violation of the rules?"

Both of them were stunned for a moment, and looked up, the glare of the sun forced them to keep their eyes open.

However, one can vaguely see the tall figure in black robe standing at the entrance of the cave.

Falling shadows teach.

Shi Qinghan.