Do not disturb the evil spirits [Unlimited]

Facts have proved that it was an extremely wise decision to send Ghost Crying Thrush to Lin Chu.

Although Si Qingxuan still doesn't know the specific situation on Lin Chu's side.

Si Qingxuan walked through the hazy white mist, and when he came back to his senses, he found himself strolling on top of that glorious temple again.

The system asked him to "borrow light".

How to do it, but didn't tell him anything.

Si Qingxuan fixed his eyes and raised his head to look at the sea of ​​light in the sky - the glow there was changing in a thousand ways, and the waves surged like waves, shining and flashing, bright and beautiful.A round moon rises high above the sea of ​​light and stands at the top of the entire temple, more like a totem or symbol of some kind of majesty.

But this majesty never rejected Si Qingxuan.

on the contrary.Every time Si Qingxuan approached, Guanghai would respond happily.

Thinking about borrowing light, Si Qingxuan raised his hand in the direction of Guanghai.A ray of light... A stream-like light composed of broken stars fell from the sky docilely, and slowly wrapped around Si Qingxuan's wrist like a white ribbon.

Si Qingxuan successfully borrowed the light, and then turned away without hesitation.

The pocket watch hanging on his body was ticking continuously.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but the speed of the pocket watch's needle movement this time is much faster than when he was in contact with Shu Yan last time.

When he returned along the original road, the fog around him gradually dissipated, and darkness surrounded him again.However, the white ribbon on his wrist was glowing slightly. Although the light was not dazzling, it miraculously illuminated a range of about two meters around him.

The pocket watch is still on him, and there is no sign of returning to the library of the illusion.

"System, is it there?" Si Qingxuan asked cautiously, "What's going on?"

[I'm here! 】The system went online in a hurry, and replied, 【The excuse is very successful, at least you will not be confused by those black, mud-like things now. 】

"What's the matter with those black things?" Si Qingxuan frowned.

[That is the filthy aggregate of human souls.A swamp formed by the accumulation of various negative emotions.This thing is not considered a strange creature, it can only be regarded as the pollutants left by the strange creatures after collective predation... Once it is contaminated with a little bit, it will be dragged into the deepest and most terrifying nightmare. 】

[I believe you can also feel it, from the predation of the ogre, to the alienation, and even the aggregation of these filthy residues... I don't believe it if it is not artificially arranged. 】

Therefore, the dark matter here is a specially designed trap.Once someone escapes from upstairs by chance, the dark space on this floor will swallow them directly.

Judging from the arrangement of the traps, it seems that the people behind the scenes tacitly assume that the escapers will run from the higher floors to the lower floors... This shows that the target behind the scenes has been active on the upper floors from the very beginning.

In other words, this incident is very likely aimed at him or Zhao Lai.

Si Qingxuan frowned, and asked, "Then where are we now?"

Why hasn't he come out of this darkness yet?

【Speaking of which, I am also a little strange. ] The system said, 【We seem to be still in a dream—but it seems to be someone else's dream. 】

Si Qingxuan: "..."

So he is still in a dream state?

No wonder the pocket watch keeps moving.

Whose dream did he enter?

Is it Lin Chu, Zhao Lin, or——

[We are on the edge of the dream.How many steps do you take first?The scene should be different. 】

Si Qingxuan tentatively raised his foot and took a few steps forward.

Sure enough, after about 30 seconds, the darkness around him quickly faded away.He felt as if he had broken into a picture or a TV series, and the surroundings suddenly became lively.

There are sights, colors, and sounds, but he seems to be standing in a somewhat deserted garden.Looking up, it was a yellowish wall with slightly weathered edges.

There are still a few traces of crayons on the corner of the wall. The simple and funny graffiti can be seen from the hands of children.

Si Qingxuan turned his head, and he could vaguely see the tall barbed wire fences around him, and several houses that were painted white but looked more like gray.

There were a few people coming and going in the aisle in the distance, all wearing white uniforms, the men had short, clean hair, and the long-haired women had their black hair neatly tied behind their heads.

They all had faint smiles on their faces, looking peaceful and happy.

Si Qingxuan was not sure if they could see him.

He leaned over and tried to pick up a stone on the ground, but his fingertips went straight through the stone.

[This is a dream, everything is illusory. 】The system said, 【Until you find the owner of the dream, you cannot change this dream at will, nor can you affect the progress of the dream. 】

Si Qingxuan was standing in the garden, and those people's gazes swept across some bare bushes, but they didn't stay on Si Qingxuan for a second, as if they didn't see him.

……Fine.

It seems that he is just a complete bystander.

Perhaps, it is much easier to be a quiet bystander than to play a role in a dream.

Si Qingxuan sighed and glanced at the moon phase watch in his hand.There is still a large amount of remaining time on the moon phase watch, and the speed of the needle movement is very stable, so there is no need to worry about it for the time being.

So, Si Qingxuan followed the footsteps of the group of people, walked through the garden, and before walking into one of the gray buildings, he found a billboard on the side of the road.

The name written on the bulletin board is "Flower Nursery".Below are a few hand-painted pictures by children, as well as some photos of the activities.

Although bright colors were used for the entire bulletin board and the style was very childish, the introduction to the kindergarten marked on it clearly stated that this was actually an orphanage.Most of the children who come here have suffered unfortunate accidents, left unattended, or simply orphaned from birth.

Suddenly, from a building like a teaching building, a soft and rhythmic singing sounded:

"Grey cloud, red cloud, weave in the east / Flowers on the windowsill, turn to the dawn."

"This morning's flowers bloomed, yesterday's flowers bloomed / Fresh flowers, withered flowers, flowers at dawn."*

It sounds like a nursery school song.

Listening to the singing, Si Qingxuan walked to the window of one of the classrooms.

There are rows of small round tables inside, and there are snacks and a box of strawberry milk on each table.The little radishheads who seemed to be still young were sitting behind the round table, all with pure eyes and fair skin, shaking their heads and singing the garden song with the teacher, but the lyrics of the garden song always sounded a little weird.

Most of Little Carrot Head's attention was on the dim sum in front of him.For this snack, they sang hard.

However, in this kind of occasion, there will always be something different.

A boy was sitting in the corner, with delicate features, fair skin, and obsidian-like clear eyes with a kind of silence and tranquility that did not match his age.

Rebelliously, he turned half of himself toward the side window, preferring to watch the sky and the clouds rather than sing with the cubs around him.

Si Qingxuan: "..."

Don't worry, Si Qingxuan recognized this guy as Zhao Lin at a glance.

After a garden song was sung, the teacher who was standing at the front and beating time seemed to have noticed the child's "uniqueness". The teacher came over and asked softly, "Why doesn't Xiao Lin sing with everyone?"

"I don't want to sing." The boy replied, there was an unusual hoarseness in his tender voice, "I'm not interested."

"Is Xiao Lin dissatisfied with today's dim sum?" The teacher knelt down and said patiently, "How about we replace the dim sum with Xiao Lin's favorite bear biscuits? Xiao Lin will sing with everyone, and the teacher will satisfy Xiao Lin. coming wish."

"...I don't want to eat, and I don't want to sing!" The boy's face became even more stinky, "Go away, you all go away!"

With a bang, the fiery flames burned violently, enveloping the boy in a defensive posture.

The teacher's face was pale and he almost fell to the ground. The cubs were frightened by the flames and cried out instantly. They staggered together like a group of chickens, trembling.

"Xiao Lin, stop quickly, you are going to burn your classmates!" The teacher shouted in cold sweat.

"Lie. My fire never burns on people I don't want to burn." The boy looked at the crying children at the door of the classroom, and seemed a little shaken, but he still gritted his teeth and endured. Concession means, "Liar, liar, you all get out of here!"

The corner of the teacher's eyes twitched, and soon, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes.He said: "The No.17 socialization experiment is terminated...D013 is out of control again."

In the next second, several small holes were opened in the ceiling of the classroom, and several silver metal nozzles protruded from it.

With a sound of "呲啦", water flowed out of the nozzle along with thick smoke.

The teacher pushed the crying cubs into the classroom with a deadpan face—the cubs were crying even louder.

Then he exited the classroom and closed the door.

Through the glass window, Si Qingxuan saw white smoke spreading everywhere, and within ten seconds, the cubs who inhaled the smoke quickly lost consciousness.

The visit lasted a little longer.He kept panting, and the flames around him seemed to be able to detect the master's anger, kept beating, and even showed a bright orange color like hot magma—but in the end, he still fell down straight.

The flames were also extinguished.

Then, several people in protective clothing opened the door of the classroom.They went straight to Zhao Lin's side, injected a little bit of blue light liquid into his neck, and then put him in a soft but tough restraint suit before carrying him out of the classroom.

The teacher who originally taught the cubs to sing stood beside a man and a woman in white coats, and complained: "This is No. 17 times... I have never seen such a stubborn test subject! No matter what I do, he will always Can see through our purpose! But his talent is obviously Hellfire, not a spiritual talent, how did he do it? Is there something wrong with you in the process of brainwashing?"

"After all, he is special, and brainwashing methods have limited impact on him. His aura is rapidly improving, and various indicators have set new records. D013 is the best research result of the laboratory so far. He has great potential. There is even hope of crossing the S-level mark..." The researcher wearing glasses said to the teacher, "Based on these, you should be patient with him."

"It's not you who co-authored and risked being burned to death to contact him every day? It really doesn't hurt to stand and talk." The teacher rolled his eyes, "I don't understand, the 'Twilight Project' of the laboratory is not to cultivate capable Godkiller Awakened? Why do we need to give the experimental subjects socialization training?"

"It's not 'doing socialization training', but 'maintaining socialization training'." The researcher said indifferently, "When the experimental subject was lost, he was allowed to grow up as an ordinary child in human society until he was six years old. He's going to go crazy in no time - this is a sapling that didn't grow, and we break it or transplant it to make the sapling grow into what we want, not directly Let it rot and wither...not to mention that he is still young. According to the laws of children's psychological development, this period happens to be a critical period of personality shaping. We have to take it slowly and let him accept the laboratory and accept himself as a member of the laboratory Live on. A child raised in this way is more obedient than an adult who has undergone deep brainwashing."

"He's just a weapon." The teacher smiled mockingly, "But you want to cultivate his humanity?"

"The group of awakened people has surpassed our existing scientific cognition, and we cannot use technological means to perfectly control them. And the cold weapon is the most difficult to control-today, he will point the finger at our pre-set Our enemies may come back and attack us tomorrow." The researcher tapped on the folder with a pen, "What we want to train is a god-killing warrior. At least, he must remain loyal to humans."

"But he almost burned me today!" The teacher continued to complain, "Are you sure this kid isn't born with a sociopath?"

"Come on. There should be a limit to complaining. If it weren't for your talent and affinity, you would have no chance of getting this job." The researcher patted the teacher on the shoulder, "Besides, it's seventeen times Already—if he tried to kill you, you'd already be a corpse, wouldn't you? He has an uncanny empathy for his fellow human beings, which is what a child of higher morals would display."

Finally, the researcher took a deep look at the teacher:

"Let you guide this child, you should learn to be content."

The teacher twitched his eyes, remembering the rumors about the other experimental products circulating in the laboratory, and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

Compared with those nightmarish rumors, Zhao Lin really looked pitiful and cute.

……

Standing in the distance, Si Qingxuan could hear the conversation of these people clearly.

He was silent, his eyes were lowered, and the surging emotion in his heart was not so much anger as hostility.

"What happened here...is it true?"

[Theoretically yes. ] The system also seemed a little shocked, and murmured like a god, 【It turns out that this kid has such a complicated background.No, what did they just say, they want to kill God?What else is the evening plan? 】

"The dusk of the gods, the day when the gods perish in Norse mythology, also means an inescapable fate." Si Qingxuan explained in a slow voice.

【Hmph, let the gods perish, it is quite beautiful to imagine. 】The system said.

It was only then that Si Qingxuan realized belatedly that he was also a member of the evil god camp.After all, it was also the target of this plan.

But I don't care about this bullshit plan.He wanted to know what happened to Zhao Lin.

Looking back now, Zhao Lin really has no relatives around him.But when he was in contact with Zhaolin, he didn't notice any abnormality in him at all——

no no.

There are still exceptions.

Zhaolin has a profound indifference to interpersonal communication, which can even be called indifference.At first Si Qingxuan thought it was due to Zhao Lin's arrogant personality, but later found out that it was not the case.

He's just not used to having an intimate emotional relationship with anyone.

In comparison, he is also more sensitive and thoughtful than ordinary people.

When he was with him, Si Qingxuan could not only feel his meticulousness, but also faintly feel his extraordinary possessive desire.But Zhaolin is an extremely contradictory person—every time he realizes that his possessiveness for Si Qingxuan has exceeded the "normal limit", he will actively reflect on it as if the alarm bell had knocked on his head, and he and Si Qingxuan Xuan apologized and said that he would never do it again.

...and then do it again next time.

In the long run, the cycle repeats.

In the end, both Si Qingxuan and Zhao Lin got used to it.

Zhao Lin's intrusion into Si Qingxuan's private life actually gave Si Qingxuan a sense of security.

How did that proverb come about?

Before I met you, I didn't know what loneliness is; but after I met you, I knew it.

That's why Si Qingxuan was so angry about the breakup.

Now he entered the dream of Zhaolin, and saw a small Zhaolin inside.The secret of Zhaolin will finally be completely exposed to Si Qingxuan's eyes, and it must be closely related to the original "Leave Without Saying Goodbye..."

But Si Qingxuan didn't have much desire to explore.

His only concern is the state of presence.

——A six-year-old child was suddenly brought into a place like the laboratory. What kind of courage and perseverance would he have to insist on not compromising with these ruthless researchers?

At this moment, the dream suddenly changed.

This time, the scene of the story no longer stays in the false nursery.

Laboratory, quarantine area, black fence.

All subjects were given a single room.Like Zhao Lin, a very small number of people were tightly wrapped in straitjackets, lying on the white platform unable to move.There are countless devices monitoring their physiological signs.

After walking a few more steps, Si Qingxuan felt as if he had entered a mental hospital.

Most of the subjects' mental states were not quite normal.Some are staring at the ceiling in a daze, some are holding a collection of poems while reciting while dancing, some are shivering while wrapping themselves in a quilt, and some are talking to themselves in two different voices like schizophrenia...

The development of talent often leads to the collapse of reason.It can be said that these experimental subjects have already stepped on the edge of the abyss.They are like taut strings, and human rationality may slip completely at any time.

When they go completely crazy, they will be "scrapped" directly.

Si Qingxuan didn't understand why Zhaolin was assigned to such a place.

But when he walked to the door of Zhao Lin's room, he suddenly understood this point.

On the door of the facing room was written, "Experiment D013, Dangerous Level: Purple".

Along the way, Si Qingxuan saw the danger level of many experimental subjects, most of them were between blue and yellow, and very few were purple.

It can be seen that purple is more dangerous than yellow and blue.

This also means that Shining is regarded as an "experimental object with superior destructive power".

Even the guard who provided him with daily necessities opened his cell door with a trembling expression on his face.

"A child... How could the danger level be so high?" A new guard asked his colleague in surprise.

The older watchman said with a numb face: "In order to recover him, we sacrificed at least dozens of soldiers. Most of them were killed by his explosive ability. Now, he has just awakened and has not yet spent his aura. During the chaotic period, it may get out of control again at any time."

The watchman pointed to Zhao Lin and said, "Once his fire is lit, the flame will not go out unless the enemy is completely dead. I have said so much, do you still think he is a weak child?"

The new watchman: "..."

Si Qingxuan ignored them.He walked through the cell door without hindrance and walked to the laboratory table.

The boy was lying there with a pale face, his black forehead hair was soaked in cold sweat, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was having a nightmare.

... His uneasy look when he fell into a nightmare has not changed much until many years later.

Si Qingxuan suddenly wanted to untie the straitjacket on him and take him away.

The boy seemed to feel something, he struggled and opened his tired eyes.

In those pure black eyes, Si Qingxuan actually faintly saw his own reflection.

The boy's gaze was fixed on Si Qingxuan.

Si Qingxuan: "...can you see me?"

The boy blinked and nodded with some difficulty.

Si Qingxuan turned around and glanced at the two guards behind him again - obviously he was standing in front of the guards, but those guards still completely ignored him as if they were blind.

Si Qingxuan slowly raised the corners of his lips.

"It seems... only you can see me."

The boy frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about the meaning of Si Qingxuan's words, and his eyes gradually became vigilant.

"Be on guard."

Si Qingxuan has never forgotten that he is in Zhaolin's dream, so the poor child in front of him is Zhaolin himself, but he is not fully awake now - if you don't bully him now, when will you bully him?

"Don't worry. I'm not a ghost, much less a monster."

Si Qingxuan smiled, and the pale light shone on him, but it couldn't hide the magnificence in his ultra-blue eyes. Just from his appearance, he really didn't look like any evil spirit.

"I'm just an ordinary evil god."

After he finished speaking, the boy's eyes widened slightly, tears were about to flow from the corners of his eyes that were already soaked in sweat.

Si Qingxuan was very satisfied with the boy's reaction, and couldn't help showing a hearty smile.

"Do you know what the evil gods do? They are seductive and depraved. In other words, I have never done a single good thing in my life, and only do bad things." Si Qingxuan said mysteriously, "Only the worst child can Summon me to him."

"Do you want to get out? Let me help you."

"I'll help you... make these people who hurt you disappear forever. OK?"