Haunted Places Live

Chu Yang hoped that he could die, and he died when he committed suicide.

He hoped that grandpa didn't save him, so that he would not meet Lynch, and Lynch would not be found...

No... he even hoped that Grandpa hadn't stolen himself from that collapsing reality.

He hoped that he would be taken away by Baiaki, even if he grew up in all kinds of unimaginable madness and became a puppet of the king in yellow, it would be better than what he is now.

Now, not only did he know what a terrible and stupid thing he had done, but he no longer had the right to die.Because his life was not his own.

It was in exchange for grandpa.

What should you do when the person you hate the most is yourself?What should he do when he feels that he is no longer entitled to be happy, no longer entitled to be happy, no longer entitled to stand beside the person he loves?What should he do when he has committed too many sins and owed too many debts to pay off?

Lin Qiao stood up straight and lowered his eyes to look at the young man on the ground who seemed to have suddenly lost his soul and support.There was no pity in his eyes, only a touch of sadness.

"Give up your persistence, do what you should do, do what you were destined to do from birth." Lin Qiao said coldly, "Go and become the strongest Chu Yang, end all these reincarnation and pain .Don't let down everything Chu Yu has done for you."

After speaking, Lin Qiao left.

Chu Yang tried to get up from the ground, but his headache was severe, and the nausea still came up from his stomach.Lin Qiao had already left, but he could still hear the voice. He didn't know whose voice it was, but it was whispering in his ear over and over again, saying how hypocritical he was, and how he brought trouble to the people around him. How much doom and misery, that he will continue to kill more people, that all his friends will die because of him.

Fear poured down like a tidal wave, drowning him and suffocating him.Using the stigmata twice in a row, being severely injured by the entropy of Lin Qiao, and knowing the truth about Chu Yu's death, Chu Yang's sanity was hanging on the edge of the cliff, leaving only one hand desperately holding on to the last root branch.

Calm down, calm down, don't listen to those voices, they are all hallucinations.He murmured and kept reminding himself, but he didn't know that from outsiders' perspective, his face full of tears and nervous non-stop chanting looked more like a lunatic.

At this time, the door to the top floor was suddenly opened, and Park Yujun rushed in. He was startled when he saw him staggering on his chair and trying to stand up, and rushed over in a hurry, "Priest Chu! What's wrong with you?! Someone attacked you?"

Chu Yang tried hard to control the muscles that occasionally twitched on his face, trying to look calm and numb, just like another Chu Yang should look like after using the stigmata.He tried his best to press all the painful pains of Ling Chi to the deepest part of his mind, allowing them to rage, burn, decay, and destroy there.He whispered, "Pick up my cello."

Pu Yujun helped him to sit down, and then handed him the cello and the bow that had broken a lot of hairs.Chu Yang asked in the smoothest voice he could, "How's the situation?"

"Hydra and Dagon are more difficult. We lost a lot of third and fourth levels, and two fifth levels were eaten by them. If these two demigods cannot be expelled, the situation is not very optimistic."

Chu Yang took a deep breath, wiped the tears on his face with his dirty cuff, and didn't explain much.Pu Yujun was very loyal to the other Chu Yang, so he probably wouldn't tell the prophet about this abnormality.

"You get out of here." Chu Yang ordered coldly, put on your earplugs, and lead the people away to clean up other areas. "

Pu Yujun replied yes, but looked worriedly at the vines on Chu Yang's chest that had not been withdrawn, "Priest, how many times have you used the stigmata?"

"You don't need to worry about this." Chu Yang's voice became deeper and deeper, "Go!"

"Yes!"

When Chu Yang was left alone on the roof again, he raised his head.His hair, which was blown wildly by the strong wind, obscured his vision. Through the dim light of the setting sun and the flying dust, he saw two giant ancient sea gods wreaking havoc in the city, looking at the mysterious surrounding them. Strange brilliance and countless dwarfed stigmata.The night has quietly climbed up to one-third of the sky from the other end of the horizon, and a vague moon can be seen faintly.The semicircular sky, half brilliant, half dark, is the moment when day and night alternate, light and darkness coexist.

When the sun and the moon meet, the twins are in the sky.

Chu Yang tightened the strings of the cello, and the light fell into his eyes, but it seemed to be swallowed by darkness.

His world was chaotic and noisy, and he couldn't tell which of the voices and screams in his ears were real and which were his imagination.He felt a hand on his shoulder, always warm, the skin on the back of the hand slightly wrinkled.He heard a voice so gentle that it seemed that he would never get angry said to him, "Xiao Yang, be brave."

Chu Yang reached out, took out the cold ancient gem from his trouser pocket, and threw it on the ground beside him.

In an instant, all those auditory hallucinations were more than ten times stronger than before, and countless chaotic thoughts burst into his fragile mind like wild horses.He saw countless people, the wraiths of countless people who died in the sound of his piano standing silently in all directions, staring at him with hateful and bloodthirsty eyes.Among them are young people, teenagers, old people and middle-aged people.In addition to this, there are the Awanich people in Yosemite, covered in white mud, and their black eyes are full of malice.There are also villagers in Yuantou Village, their skulls are broken and blood is bleeding from their seven orifices.

These ghosts with pale faces and dull faces stared at him viciously, and then opened their black mouths at the same time, letting out a terrifying and sharp wail like a banshee.He felt their hatred, their unfulfilled wishes, their lost lives, their families, their lovers, everything was like a thick and choking poisonous mist, pouring into the pores of his body.

They would tell him that the kindness he thought he had never existed.

And he finally gave up resisting, letting all the poison, darkness and hatred enter his body.He lost control and let his consciousness be torn apart by madness.

He let go of the hand holding the branch and fell into the abyss.

As the Devourers obeyed the order and began to retreat, they heard music.

The music that came with the wind seemed to burst from the yellow clouds, as if it were the whine of the wind itself.Everyone raised their heads at the same time, but saw a ball of fireworks shooting out from the roof of the building.

The green vines bloomed along with the music, and countless exotic flowers bloomed on the vines, vibrating in response to the music in the wind, sending out another strange sound that people have never heard on earth. music.

It was the song of the Unholy Twins.

It was Chu Yang who was playing the piano.

But in the case of equipment failure, how can the sound of the piano spread so far?

The music is not as crazy and treacherous as the previous music, on the contrary, it is very quiet, very beautiful, but also very sad.The sadness was not obvious, and it was even concealed behind a layer of quiet and calm emotions.Some are like the last elegy of the dying blue whale in the deep sea. The ancient and heavy brain recalls all the scenery it has seen in the past, and regrets the scenery and companions that will never be seen again, sinking alone into the abyss of eternal darkness.After it dies, his huge bones will support those beautiful corals to bloom in full bloom, and those colorful little fish can devour its flesh and bones, and many beautiful lives will be born on its bones.But these future beauties have no meaning to it, because it no longer exists.

Everything in the world will return to nothingness, but what has existed will exist forever.

Hydra and Dagon rushed towards the building from two different directions.At this time, Roegel rushed into the sky, like a huge purple sun, savagely crashing into the wet, sticky but indestructible body of the first approaching Dagon.After forcing Dagon away, Hydera has stretched out its huge webbed palms to demolish the top floor of the building.At this moment, Roiger turned around and rushed towards her again, stabbing her in the eyes with a speed and strength close to frenzy.

All the devourers were sweating, but even amidst the loud noise of the collapsing steel bars and concrete, the sound of the piano never stopped.

The sound of the zither and the vibrating sound of the flowers of the filthy twins resonated and intertwined with each other, gradually becoming brilliant and hoarse.

Then a miracle happened.

Dagon charged again, but this time, his target was Hydera.

And Hydera also turned her fat body and roared fiercely at Dagon.

Obviously, the sound of the piano has completely controlled the spirits of the two demigods.It is almost unheard of for a kind of Presbyterian spell to be able to affect the will of a demigod.

Some low-level devourers also began to be affected, and even wearing special earplugs couldn't isolate the vibration that was transmitted along the air.Some devourers started to attack the people around them, but fortunately, Level [-] was present, and immediately subdued the out-of-control ones, leading everyone to a farther and safer area.

The bloody fight between Dagon and Hydra destroyed the entire central area of ​​London in an instant. Except for the tall building where Chu Yang was located, no building was spared.Every time the huge bodies of the two demigod deep divers fell down, it would cause explosions and fires, and the ground was constantly shaking, and many buildings collapsed in the continuous earthquakes.In the end Hydra gained the upper hand, and she violently tore Dagon's abdominal cavity, pushing him, causing his huge body to fall into the Thames River, and Hydra also dived into the water.The pus-green and foul-smelling river surged up to both banks, submerging large swathes of urban ruins.

After countless bangs and the noise of the water, there was a sudden silence.

At this time, the night has completely enveloped everything, and the formerly brightly lit city of London is now shrouded in black smoke and dust. The only thing that illuminates the collapsed Elizabeth Tower, the broken London Bridge, and the ruins of Buckingham Palace that was razed to the ground is It was that pale moon.

At this moment, a hand hangs down on the roof of the crumbling building.The bow hair in his hand had all broken and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Several fifth-level devourers who followed Chu Yang landed on the roof on the Shantak bird, but saw Chu Yang sitting on a chair with his back to them.The heavy vines of the filthy twins were slowly burrowing back into his body, other than that, his body was motionless, he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead.

"Priest Chu?" A level five Devourer carefully turned to Chu Yang.But I saw him staring at a certain place in the void expressionlessly, as if there was something there, concentrating on it.

"Priest Chu?" She called again.

Chu Yang's eyes turned slightly and fell on her.

She twitched the corners of her mouth, trying to ignore the trembling feeling in Chu Yang's eyes, "Congratulations, London is ours."

Chu Yang just looked at her for a while, then turned his eyes indifferently, and continued to stare at something in the void.

The creepy look in her eyes made her turn around to confirm that there was nothing behind her.

Every time Priest Chu used the stigmata, he would become terrifying, ruthless to terrifying.But this time, the uncomfortable feeling of terror was subtly different.

In the past, Chu Yang was a hard piece of ice, ruthless but stable.

But the current Chu Yang was still indifferent, but it gave her a chaotic and unpredictable sense of depression, an uneasiness that could not be put into words.

The author has something to say: I worked hard to drive Xiaoyang crazy step by step _(:з"∠)_