I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

In the River View Villa, Zhuo Yu sat silently on the sofa, waiting for the moment when the story came to an end.

Jiang Xingyu devoured the souls of two sorcerers, sat down beside Zhuo Yu satiated, and held them in his arms: "I am obedient, I didn't go anywhere, I listened to you and waited for you to come back at home, I am a good dog dog?"

He seemed to be asking for credit, or acting coquettishly, and put his head on Zhuo Yu's neck, but his tone suddenly changed sharply, extremely cold.

"However, why would a stranger come to the house? Did you go out to find the mage? You want to kill me?"

Zhuo Yu thought to himself, this mad dog is really a moody psychopath.He had died at home four times in the past few days, and there were only five chances of resurrection left in total, and he didn't want to waste this kind of thing.

"How can you think like that?" Zhuo Yu pushed his head away and pinched Li Gui's cheek: "You don't trust me?"

Jiang Xingyu didn't speak, his lifeless eyes seemed to have explained something.

No wonder he had such thoughts, Zhuo Yu also felt very helpless, after he was picked up by his "brother", two mages came to the house immediately, and from Jiang Xingyu's perspective, Zhuo Ran didn't know that he had become a ghost, the two Never met.

No matter how you look at it, it was Zhuo Yu who notified the other party.

Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't wash himself off.

Jiang Xingyu lowered his eyes, he was obviously dead, but his heart still hurts.

No matter what Zhuo Yu thinks of him, it can't change the knot in his heart before he died. It was Zhuo Yu who pushed him to death.

Even as a dog, being pushed into a truck by the owner will instantly destroy all the trust of the dog. Who would really believe in a person who killed him?

The dog will still stay by the owner's side, please him and admire him, but the seeds of uneasiness have been implanted deep in the soul.

Jiang Xingyu's heart was very cold, maybe it was because he was no longer beating and had no warmth, he was still obsessed with this beam of light, but under his paranoid thoughts, it had nothing to do with the warm love he longed for.

He was not reconciled.

"Xiao Yu, I am sincere to you, and I am really good to you." He whispered nervously, but his nice and gentle voice was full of resentment.

Jiang Xingyu has been suffering since he was a child. His resentment and curses were packed into a rational balloon. Maybe Zhuo Yu became the thorn that broke the balloon.

He couldn't take it anymore, and he couldn't go back.

"Am I not good enough for you? I am responsible for your three meals, and I choose your personal items. Knowing that you are under great pressure at work, I am willing to be used by you to vent your anger. As long as you say a word, I will do everything for you Do it, even if I die, I am willing."

Jiang Xingyu's eyes turned red, and the blood-clotting pupils were particularly oozing: "But you, you can't take the initiative to ask me to die."

"I regard you as a god, I am your subject, your servant, you just need to look down on me and give everything for you. On the day I die, you just need to stand aside and watch me stand in your way." All right. The light of heaven cannot go into the mud itself."

He hugged Zhuo Yu tightly with great strength, the sound of bones being squeezed continued, and Zhuo Yu let out a soft cry in pain.

"Now, do you want to find someone to tell me to die again? I don't want it, I want to haunt you forever, even if it brings you to hell." Jiang Xingyu smirked: "Because, you are no longer that beam of light. You put it on yourself snuffed out."

"Let's go to the mud together."

This ghost got out of control again because of the sorcerer's affairs. He was already full of resentment, and his way of thinking was completely different from that of human beings, and the resentment would become more and more entangled, making him continue to get into the horns.

Zhuo Yu felt his scalp go numb, and Jiang Xingyu bit his neck lightly. He was afraid that if he said another wrong word, he would waste the opportunity to start again.

But he had to say something, otherwise he would be strangled to death by this out-of-control ghost, and before he came to the abbot of Baoshan Temple, he would be killed by his own people first.

"Idiot..." Zhuo Yu gritted his teeth, he had to think of a way to get rid of the blame, because he had no memory, and he didn't know if the character really killed Jiang Xingyu to survive, but he knew that the match between the character and himself had always been very good. high.

He didn't think he would do such a thing.

He doesn't want to bear the blame of the character.

"Who told you that I killed you." Zhuo Yu felt that he could no longer breathe, his shoulder blades and ribs hurt, "I wouldn't do such lowly things, you don't deserve to make me lower myself."

Jiang Xingyu loosened his strength.

Zhuo Yu knew that he had chosen the right path, he raised his head proudly, raised half of his eyebrows, and sneered at Li Gui, as if the man who confessed at save point 1 was not himself.

"I admit, you dog is very important to me. I was hit a little bit, and I forgot a lot of things in a daze. I was so fucking stupid that I thought I pushed you subconsciously. Killed them all, just to see you again."

"But it's ridiculous to think about it now. Is your life worthy of being compared with mine? I won't trade you for my own survival. No one who owns a pet dog really wants the dog to protect him."

"When encountering danger, people will protect dogs instead."

Zhuo Yu laughed at himself.

Jiang Xingyu's eyes moved slightly. He seemed to understand something. He really looked like a dog who had picked up a large piece of meat and bone. He looked at the owner expectantly, as if asking, do I really deserve it?

He seemed to see the dawn of the sky again, the morning light that broke the dawn.

but……

The touch from behind was not fake. He fell into a pool of blood, and when he was dying, he saw Zhuo Yu's retracted hand with his own eyes.

fraud!

"Don't lie to me." Jiang Xingyu seemed to be drained of all his strength, and suddenly collapsed, "I'm stupid, don't lie to me again."

Obviously he was the ghost, but at this moment Jiang Xingyu looked like a person who was deceived by a ghost and lost his soul.

"Stupid thing." Zhuo Yu sighed.

He understood that Jiang Xingyu had never accepted other people's kindness since he was a child, and his ups and downs made him remember every bit of charity in his heart, and it fermented to the point of being out of control, and even spontaneously built a perfect statue for "Zhuo Yu" in his heart It is love and paranoia that gilded Zhuo Yu's body.

However, that car accident shattered the idol that Jiang Xingyu had built in his heart. His love and belief were instantly shattered.

The "Zhuo Yu" he gave everything to build, even Zhuo Yu himself, cannot destroy it.

That's why Jiang Xingyu, who became a ghost, was able to bring down the killer.

He wants to kill the current "Zhuo Yu" for the sake of the past "Zhuo Yu".

Jiang Xingyu wanted to protect that beam of light.

Zhuo Yu understood.

"You are really pathetic." Zhuo Yu felt a little unbearable in his heart. After all, he is Asha's child, and he is also Long Ran. He is number one. "When we solve the biggest trouble, everything will be settled."

He kissed Jiang Xingyu lightly.

Li Gui was silent, he finally put away his minions and decided to believe this liar for the last time.

[The save point has been updated. 】

At the same time, distinguished guests who have been waiting for a long time are ushered in the garden.

Toyama Ichiro and the abbot of Baoshan Temple came to this haunted house alone. When he opened the door, he instantly felt the resentment and dark energy in the villa. The ghost had already regarded this place as a lair.

However, there was nothing inside, only empty furniture, and he couldn't even feel Li Gui's position.

"Tips for carving insects..."

The abbot has been immersed in the way of ghosts for too long, and he knows that this is Jiang Xingyu's ability, because Jiang Xingyu is a ghost created by him with oriental methods, and his ability is naturally different from that of local ghosts.

This thing can open gaps and shuttle freely in different spaces. He once warned his disciples, but those two people are not academically proficient after all.

"Nuo Nuo Gu Gu, with three stars on the left and three prisons on the right, the world is turned upside down, and the nine roads are blocked!"

Ichiro Toyama pinched his hands, he taught Shintoism, and Shintoism is an extremely mixed religion, which not only contains Chinese Taoist methods, but also incorporates many Buddhist scriptures, only scriptures recompiled by Shintoism Only by chanting can it be effective.

Soon, the space in front of him distorted, and a layer of mist shrouded the villa, as if it was the boundary between space and reality.

"To make you lose your mind, to be confused, to regard the east as the west, and the south as the north, whoever pursues me will never be able to obtain it."

After finishing speaking, he waved his robe and sleeves, and the color of the room suddenly changed.

He entered the ghost space.

Large pieces of blood were smeared on the ground, and there were human remains everywhere. He could see that the pieces of clothing belonged to his two disciples, but the life and death of the disciples was out of his consideration.

Before his death, Asuka said that he had sealed the ghost in the prayer wheel, and his first task now was to find the prayer wheel.

The abbot wiped his hands in front of his eyes, then peeped between his fingers, and soon found the bathroom of the guest room along the bloodstains. The scene inside was even more tragic. Even the abbot who had created many ghosts had to admit that Jiang Xingyu vicious.

After all, this is the most yin body that is rare in the world, and it is naturally more cruel to become a ghost.

The abbot had no regrets, he stepped over Shengshu's broken body, the smile on his face could hardly hold back, and gradually transformed into uncontrollable extreme ecstasy.The more he saw this miserable death, the more he was convinced of the "curative effect" of the ghost, as long as he could turn Yin into Yang...

However, he searched everywhere but couldn't find the prayer wheel, and he had almost searched the bathroom.

Isn't it here?

The abbot was puzzled, his goatees drooped, and his triangular eyes flashed brightly under the round lenses.

He inspected the entire villa, and soon realized that the prayer wheel was not left in the ghost space, but in the real world.

"Did Asuka go out with his last breath? No, his body is here..."

The abbot suddenly snorted coldly: "Are you fooling me?"

He stretched his hand into the monk's robe, squeezed a large amount of talisman paper in his hand, and threw it into the air like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Eastern Blue Emperor, Southern Red Emperor, Western White Emperor, Northern Black Emperor, Central Yellow Emperor, Three Big Dippers, Astronomical Five Stars, Demon Sealing!"

With a loud shout, Toyama Ichiro drew a pentagram, and in an instant, all the white mist dissipated, the distorted scenery returned to stability, and the real world was revealed.

"Oh, I didn't expect you, Master, to have two brushes." Zhuo Yu's laughter came from the living room.

The abbot was startled, and immediately went to the source of the sound, only to see that Zhuoran's younger brother, his tool for making ghosts, was sitting on the sofa playing with a prayer wheel.

Wasn't he taken away by Zhuo Ran?Why did it appear in the villa again!

"Looking for it?" Zhuo Yu casually tossed the magic weapon up and down, making the abbot jump with fear.

"Stop it, you ignorant..."

"Let's get straight to the point, Master Abbot." Zhuo Yu tilted his head: "The ancient book you gave me was to let me kill people and summon spirits, not only to create a powerful ghost, but also to make my hands It’s really a good plan to be stained with blood and go to degeneration.”

He held the prayer wheel tightly and stared at the culprit.

Jiang Xingyu didn't show up, this was his request, only in this way can he see who the real enemy is in the dark, Zhuo Yu made up his mind to talk to the abbot of Baoshan Temple, not only Jiang Xingyu, but also himself For a moment, he needed to find out the truth.

Was it really the character's hand?

The abbot stroked his beard and smiled, as if he heard Zhuo Yu's inner voice: "Aren't you very clear?"

He didn't have the slightest fear of being caught, nor was he afraid of Zhuo Yu's methods at all, because he had the biggest hole card in his hand.

Zhuo Yu immediately realized something was wrong.

This abbot is too confident, he has a backup!

Just when Zhuo Yu realized the danger, he suddenly felt a chill from the back of his heart.

"Master, thanks to you, I was able to get rid of that trash that would stick to me even if it died."

Zhuo Yu couldn't help saying what he didn't want to say, as if his body was no longer his own, he was surprised in his heart, but the expression on his face didn't even have the slightest bit of surprise, and he even put on a familiar gesture.

Oops.

Zhuo Yu suddenly understood what happened to the car accident, it was definitely not Jiang Xingyu who pushed him, someone was manipulating his body!

However, it was too late, Zhuo Yu felt that his body became lighter, but it was not that his body had changed, but that his soul seemed to be squeezed out of his body by something. Withdrawing from the middle, the surrounding fog shrouded again.

He was imprisoned in a different dimension of ghosts!

"Jie Jie Jie, don't think about running away." A woman whose face couldn't be seen was squatting beside him, and behind her, there were countless black ghosts: "It's not just that thing outside that can do this."

The female ghost sticks out her long tongue, her eyes turn white, her messy seaweed-like hair moves without wind, and the resentment on her body is not small, and Zhuo Yu wants to vomit because of the bloody smell.

"It's so pitiful." As soon as the woman moved, Zhuo Yu saw that she had been cut all over her body with deep and visible wounds, and there was hardly a piece of good flesh. She had endured tremendous torture before she died.

"Your lover is going to kill you too." The female ghost seemed to really sympathize with Zhuo Yu, covering her face and crying: "We were all killed by our lover!"

Zhuo Yu didn't know what was going on outside, but he also felt that something was wrong, so he tried to communicate with the female ghost.

"You were killed by your husband?"

The female ghost sobbed: "Yeah, he seemed to be a different person in the month before my death, tortured me every day, and abused me. Look at my injuries, it's all because of his 'love' for me!"

Zhuo Yu frowned, he had a bad association.

"Fortunately, the master of Baoshan Temple gave me a home after death, and you will become one of us." The female ghost became sad again as she spoke, scratching her face frantically, and her sharp finger bones Blood spattered from scratching his face: "You have to obediently listen to the abbot, right?"

A gust of wind came, and the female ghost grabbed Zhuo Yu's neck fiercely, showing a crazy white eye: "Don't hinder him!"

Zhuo Yu understood, this is the ghost of the abbot!

Judging from the information collected by Luo Musheng, Baoshan Temple has been artificially creating ghosts for its own use. How artificial?

The female ghost in front of me is the best example.

Maybe his husband just went to worship Baoshan Temple one day, and then he was targeted and deeply brainwashed, just like "Zhuo Yu" who got the ancient book and was bewitched to kill his friend!

The misfortunes of these ghosts are man-made.

But it's useless to say it, the ghosts in this space have been completely brainwashed and become servants, I'm afraid Zhuo Yu will die here on the spot if he says anything wrong with the abbot.

The female ghost cracked a weird smile, and then said in a tone of voice: "Master, the feeling of killing people is actually not bad, maybe I can kill it again."

In the real world, Zhuo Yu uttered exactly the same words.

His body has been completely occupied.

"... liar, liar!"

Suddenly a strong wind blew up in the villa, even Zhuo Yu in another world felt the oppression in the air, before he could react, Zhuo Yu's chest suddenly felt a pain.

This familiar, pierced feeling...

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Yu's consciousness had already returned to his body. He looked at the ghost hand passing through his chest, and he no longer had the strength to look back at Jiang Xingyu behind him.

And Jiang Xingyu slowly shed two lines of blood and tears.

[Actor Zhuo Yu, has died five times, has 4 resurrections left, and has not yet opened a new save point. 】

Zhuo Yu was awakened by the sense of falling consciousness, he opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was still sitting on the sofa in the living room, being held in Jiang Xingyu's arms.

what……

This is really...

So funny.

Zhuo Yu was not afraid of death, he clicked his tongue and looked at the words on the system's vision.

Four more times.

He had been thinking earlier that it would not be difficult to survive under Jiang Xingyu's hands. As long as he found the feeling, he would always be able to appease this ghost, so he was killed the first few times because he was not familiar with the routine.

The chances of these nine resurrections seem too generous.

He guessed that he would definitely encounter a fatal problem similar to the "chasing battle" in horror games, or the "death option" in galgames, and this time, it was enough to make him die several times.

Unexpectedly, this fatal problem was not solved by the abbot, but was directly intensified by the abbot.

Zhuo Yu admitted that he had made some miscalculations, perhaps it was the resurrection that made his nerves relax and he did not notice the abnormality.

However, there was no next mistake.

Some are just trial and error.

There are four more times, he will use his life to try and make mistakes.

"Jiang Xingyu, the masters of those two mages will come to take revenge later. If you really want to know everything, then kill him, and I will explain it to you personally. Believe it or not, do you agree?"

Zhuo Yu's tone dropped, and he looked at the other party with those eyes that could bewitch people's hearts. He had tried his best to influence Li Gui's thoughts with his gaze.

"Okay, I will agree to whatever you ask." Jiang Xingyu rubbed Zhuo Yu's cheek.

He believed in Zhuo Yu for the last time.

Soon, the footsteps of the abbot of Baoshan Temple sounded in the garden. This time, Jiang Xingyu did not create a space, but planned to kill people directly in the real world.

Zhuo Yu was extremely vigilant, he didn't see when the magic stick sent out the ghost before, he thought of his two teammates again, and immediately turned on the system.

【Union Channel】

[Zhuo Yu: No matter what happens later, don't be impulsive, protect yourself first! 】

[Liu Jingyun: Received. 】

【Luo Musheng: ...take it easy. 】

Zhuo Yu himself has the chance to be resurrected, but he is afraid that his teammates will die under the hands of the abbot. If it is an actor’s return to the fire source in the established sense, then no matter how many times he does it again, his teammates will not be able to come back alive. Zhuo Yu suspects them The existence of the film will be obliterated, and other reasons will be found to rationalize.

It is also possible that his teammates will be resurrected with him, but Zhuo Yu doesn't want to take this risk.

The moment the door opened, the evil spirit rushed towards the abbot.

Zhuo Yu's eyes widened, he didn't want to let go of any details, he had to figure out how he was manipulated, otherwise this situation would never be solved.

But before he could see the abbot's face clearly, the feeling of losing control came again.

"Master, he is here, take him quickly!"

Zhuo Yu hissed in his heart.

Sure enough, Jiang Xingyu's footsteps stopped, he turned around stiffly, his eyes were full of injuries from being betrayed again, he was like a puppy abandoned by his master, the grievance went deep into his soul, even if he didn't cry, Zhuo Yu would It could be seen that he seemed to be crying.

Soon, that loss of soul turned into monstrous hatred.

He didn't even pay attention to outsiders anymore, Jiang Xingyu only wanted to go to hell with Zhuo Yu.

As long as it turns into a corpse, will it stop deceiving people?

[Actor Zhuo Yu, has died six times, has 3 resurrections remaining, and has not yet opened a new save point. 】

"!!"

Zhuo Yu pushed away Jiang Xingyu who was beside him, and looked at his body in surprise, could it be...

Those ghosts were in his body from the beginning?

He thought of the collusion between Zhuo Ran and Baoshan Temple. That cheap brother must have revealed his birth date, so the abbot was able to let the ghosts take the opportunity to hide in his body, perhaps from pushing Jiang Xingyu to the truck, to killing his closest relatives Neither friend of the character's ego is doing the work.

Those nasty things never go away!

Zhuo Yu's breath became short of breath, and the biggest problem now has appeared, that is how to deal with the ghost who can control his body!

The abbot has a natural restraint on ghosts, he can't let his teammates take action, what should we do!

Zhuo Yu turned his brain quickly, he suddenly thought of a way, and looked at Jiang Xingyu with bright eyes.

"Are you afraid of this thing?" He shook the prayer wheel.

Jiang Xingyu didn't know why Zhuo Yu's topic jumped so fast, but he still shook his head obediently: "It won't do me any harm."

He fumbled to the crack of the sofa again, and took out the imitation Tiancongyun sword. The sword body was wrapped with a spell, which made Jiang Xingyu subconsciously move his body, not wanting to touch it.

OK, there is drama.

Zhuo Yu smiled calmly, and then aimed the sword at his abdomen.

"what are you going to do?"

Jiang Xingyu didn't understand the current situation, but before he could stop Zhuo Yu, the sound of metal cutting flesh was heard, and a large amount of blood sprayed out, staining the beige sofa bloody.

——Zhuo Yu pierced herself.