It came out word by word, and almost every word was spoken viciously with gritted teeth.
Although he spoke in such a hateful tone, Ying Zhuo whispered in Shi Yu's ear: "Its resentment has decreased a lot."
Why?
Because Shi Yu discovered the truth behind the murder of a family of three, he also saw how a child's love for his parents turned into hatred.
Some people say that no child has the right to choose his or her own parents.
But every parent has the right to choose whether to have a child.
I believe that every parent is looking forward to, waiting for, and fantasizing about the birth of a child with great joy.
But why do some parents choose to abandon their children instead of raising them?
Shi Yu sensed an extremely fierce hatred from the ghost doll's words.
Hate, anger.
Anger at parents’ divorce, anger at parents abandoning you.
This hatred made it choose to let its parents and itself sink together.
When it comes to this issue, there is actually some element of gambling involved.
Wang Ying got the "paraquat" himself, so he definitely wouldn't confuse it with Coke, and it's even more impossible for Li Feng to do that. If he had switched it, it wouldn't make sense and he would have died in the end. The person who can swap paraquat and cola must be someone in this family of three.
Li Sirui wrote down everything that happened to him during this period in his composition.
This child has been trying to reunite the family in his own way.
But the broken mirror can never be truly restored to its original state.
The ghost doll's voice was pitiful and helpless.
"My composition won the city's gold medal. On my birthday, I happily showed it to my parents, wanting to make them happy and let them know my hopes. But my existence as a child was no longer important, and my hopes were even more humble. Dad stabbed Mom, tore up my composition paper, yelled at me, and beat me until the police arrived."
"I hid under the bed, hugging myself. At that moment I knew I no longer had a home."
The little child wrote countless "I'm in pain" with crayons under his bed.
When other children get hurt, their parents will care for them, but its parents are the ones who cause harm to it.
Ying Zhuo snorted softly, then stretched out his hand and reached into the thick fog.
In the unclear field of vision, Ying Zhuo's hand seemed to have touched the position of the ghost doll, and his slender finger bones were hooked up as if grasping the ghost doll's head.
"So you are the embodiment of hatred." Ying Zhuo murmured to himself.
When Shi Yu heard this, he turned his head to look at Ying Zhuo with a little confusion: "What?"
Ying Zhuo did not say anything, but his light brown eyes suddenly turned slightly red, as if red ink had been dropped into them, crystal clear and shining without any light. He didn't say anything, but just stood there quietly. The corners of his clothes seemed to be blown by the wind, fluttering in the air like a hunter.
Hu Fang saw this scene and broke out in a cold sweat: "What the hell."
Ying Zhuo raised his head slightly, his mouth corners raised, his eyes reflecting a terrifying scarlet luster, and the mist around him seemed to be absorbed by something, presenting a spiral airflow that rushed into Ying Zhuo's palm.
“You are…”
Shi Yu was also shocked.
Ying Zhuo's expression flickered in the darkness. All the black fog was completely absorbed by him, and the scenes around him gradually became clearer. The red in his eyes became more and more intense, and the loose hair hanging down in front of his right forehead was blown up, revealing a smooth and flat forehead.
His eyebrows were raised and the corners of his mouth were turned up.
Shi Yu saw his Adam's apple roll up and down twice, and then an expression that was so beautiful that it was evil appeared on his face.
This expression is scary to look at.
There was clearly no wind around, but Ying Zhuo's entire body seemed to be stretched out in the wind.
The child in the black fog sobbed and screamed weakly.
The fog dissipated and everything around them seemed to have returned to normal. Only the tables, chairs and benches scattered on the ground told them that what they had experienced before was real.
Ying Zhuo withdrew his hand, and his palm was intact without any abnormality.
All storms ended because of him.
"Did you kill it?" Shi Yu asked anxiously.
Ying Zhuo shook his head and pointed to the other side of the corner: "It's there."
Shi Yu looked in the direction Ying Zhuo's gaze suggested, and saw a little boy standing in the corner. The purple scars on his body had completely disappeared, and his skin had returned to the color of a normal person. The facial features were no longer captivating black holes, but had returned to the appearance of a normal child.
It’s exactly the same as...the one in the family portrait.
The kid named Li Sirui.
But it seemed that because it was no longer a human being, its body became translucent as it stood by the wall, and there was no longer hatred and loathing in its eyes. Instead, there was some fear in its eyes when it looked at Ying Zhuo.
Shi Yu didn’t understand: “What did you do to it?”
It was so powerful just now.
"It's not me, it's you." Ying Zhuo smiled, and seeing Shi Yu's confused look, he explained. "The source of power these evil creatures rely on is resentment, and when the resentment reaches a certain level, it will turn into evil spirit. And evil spirit means that the evil creatures have the ability to kill people. You found the truth of the matter before the evil spirit took shape and resolved the resentment of the ghost doll. Therefore, I can absorb the resentment in my own way."
"Why can finding the truth of the matter resolve the resentment?" Shi Yu still didn't understand.
Ying Zhuo shook the watch on his wrist and said with a smile: "When people die, they will feel resentment because of the injustice, and the game is condensed by the resentment of evil creatures. Since there is resentment, there is naturally a way to resolve it."
"..." Shi Yu looked at his happy smile, and the evil spirit on his face just now disappeared at this moment, just like changing his face and disappearing into his bones. She asked, "What about this child?"
Ying Zhuo thought for
a moment and said, "Do you want to help it?" "It's so pitiful." Shi Yu said.
"But it killed its own parents. In human ethics, patricide and matricide is one of the seven evils."
"Anger is an ugly side that everyone has." Shi Yu looked at the little ghost huddled in the corner, completely devoid of any evil spirit. "People will hope that some people or things that harm them will disappear. This is also the human instinct for survival."
"Human instinct?" Ying Zhuo murmured to himself, as if he was digesting what Shi Yu said. At the end, he reached out to Shi Yu. "Okay, but I need you."
"Need me?"
"Yes, you are the only one who can feel the source of power for me. You are a very amazing human being, Xiaoyu."
Ying Zhuo spoke sincerely, his face full of sincerity without any hint of flattery.
Shi Yu was looked at by him with a smile, and that look was like a gem research expert looking at a bright and dazzling jewel.
She didn't refuse and extended her hand.
The two men clasped their palms.
Ying Zhuo's hands were very big and could completely cover Shi Yu's small hands. His hands were also very cold, as if they had just been taken out of the sea.
But when it came into contact with Shi Yu, the temperature of his palm began to change.
The little boy stood up from the corner, walked slowly towards Ying Zhuo, and stopped in front of him with a look of confusion and submissiveness on his face.
After the resentment in his body dissipated, Shi Yu saw that this was just an ordinary child.
Just like most kids in the real world.
Its skin has a translucent texture and the expression on its face is confused, like a normal child.
Ying Zhuo held Shi Yu's hand with one hand, and with the other hand he stretched out his index finger and pointed it at the boy's forehead.
He didn't say anything, but Shi Yu saw that the little boy's body was gradually becoming transparent, becoming more and more transparent and thinner.
Shi Yu also felt that his palms and Ying Zhuo's palms began to get hot when they held each other. This heat was not as hot as normal body temperature, but it was not hot enough to hurt his hands.
This person is not simple.
When I think about it.
It's possible that he isn't even a normal human being.
Hu Fang and Leng Xinyu were already dumbfounded, standing aside and not daring to move, staring in amazement as the area around the little boy gradually turned transparent and then turned into tiny pieces of light dust.
All of this is too unbelievable, but then again, I have already run into this weird game, so what is impossible?
When the light dust completely disappeared, Ying Zhuo said to the thin light: "In your next life, you will have a pair of parents who love you dearly."
The light dust lingered around Ying Zhuo for a long time, as if it was performing some kind of farewell ceremony.
Finally, the light dust spread around Shi Yu again.
The two of them seemed to be surrounded by this ball of light. Shi Yu heard a child's voice beside her ear, whispering to her, "Sister, don't go near the well."
Shi Yu was stunned again and again. When she wanted to look back to see where the child was, all the light dust in the world turned into nothingness and disappeared.
"Crack--"
A crack suddenly appeared in the wall behind the two mortals who were watching the show stupidly. A bleak and fierce wind blew in from the crack, making the dull expressions of Hu Fang and Leng Xinyu extremely messy.
"What's going on? What's going on?" Hu Fang covered his head and ran away. Now, anyone and anything could make his sanity collapse.
Shi Yu heard a "ding dong" sound from the watch on his wrist, and then the familiar female voice was heard from everyone's watch.
[Congratulations, you have successfully uncovered the truth behind the murder of the three members of the Li family in “Family Portrait” and have managed to survive this incident. 】
【I believe that you have learned some lessons through this secret room incident, but the following events will require you to be careful at every step. A single wrong step will lead you into an abyss. 】
The voice stopped abruptly.
The crack in the wall became wider and gradually turned into a door.
Hu Fang slumped on the ground and looked up at the sky: "You don't even give me time to rest."
Logically speaking, they are no longer normal human beings. Although they have the sense of smell, touch, and hearing that humans should have, they don't feel sleepy at all.
Ying Zhuo said that this is because people have three souls and seven spirits, and two of the souls are left in the real world, so people do not feel sleepy.
They ate some of the remaining food from the Li family, replenished their strength, and then walked towards the crack in the wall.
Outside the cracks in the wall is another world.
The four people landed in a desolate courtyard. The surroundings were turning white and a cold wind was blowing everywhere.
When the wind blew, it ruffled the skin of the four people and made their hair stand on end.
This courtyard has an ancient feel.
There are flying eaves and painted buildings, a courtyard full of ponds, and a willow tree as thick as a person planted in the yard. Opposite and on the left and right sides there is a residential-style house.
This building looks quite old and has an architectural style very similar to that of the Republic of China period.
"Ding Dong."
The four people's watches once again emitted the reminder sound of the game opening.
[Welcome to the “Happily Ever After” game event. 】
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