hunter rule

Chapter 63 Flesh puppet, second life (2)

The night in Black Iron Castle is peaceful.

The little girl with short hair is making a wish to the starry sky.

The girl was only about four or five years old, with a childish oriental look, short black hair, and the night color. She looked delicate and lovely, like a sweet lemon candy.

The cool wind blows by, as if it also carries a faint sweetness.

"Great God, please bless me and be happy forever."

The girl whispered softly, her beautiful face, even at a young age, is shocking and surprising.

"Tianqi calendar, the end of three hundred and ninety-nine years."

Today is Gu Xintong's birthday.

After this last month, the Sky Drive Alliance will usher in the special day of its 400th year.

If there is really anything special, people can't actually answer it, but the number four hundred gives the people of the Sky Drive Alliance and the residents of Black Iron Castle a sense of solemnity.

"Xiao Xintong..."

A man's voice came from the house: "Here comes the birthday cake."

Gu Xintong showed a happy smile on her face.

Like a green bud waiting to bloom.

The girl's father, named Shen Li, is a well-known art dealer in Black Iron Castle.

On the most prosperous nightless street of Black Iron Castle, there is a gallery of its own.

Gu Xintong remembered that before she was five years old, she had a fairly happy childhood.

I don't take my father's surname, I take my mother's surname. In my impression, my mother is a woman who always has a gentle smile.

She would touch Gu Xintong's forehead gently.

Always look at yourself with a smile.

Just like his father.

"Xiao Xintong, you must always be happy and strong."

This is my father's blessing.

"Weakness will lead to misfortune."

The mother's voice was gentle, like the sound of a clear spring: "Of course little Xintong will be happy forever. She is our baby, Ah Li, and we will watch her grow up happily."

The kerosene lamp swayed gently.

The candles on the cake were also swaying.

The warm shadow, like a gauze curtain, caressed the side of the girl's face.

If time were fixed at this moment, Gu Xintong would have grown up like an ordinary girl.

…

Gu Xintong was wearing a white gauze skirt and sitting on the steps of the gallery.

His father, Shen Li, was an outsider. He came to Black Iron Castle more than ten years ago and married his mother.

But in a small place like Black Iron Castle, middle-class people of Eastern race are extremely easy to target.

The serious gallery was subjected to malicious competition, and at night an unknown person splashed black blood, feces, and insulting words on it.

The girl was a little scared.

"Xiao Xintong, don't be afraid...my father and mother are here."

That's what my father said.

The young art dealer finally settled a lot of things, which took him half a year.

Over the past six months, my father's smile has become less and less.

The sound of my mother's cough became louder and louder.

Gu Xintong's smile became less and less.

She could hear her mother sighing and see her father leaving early and coming home late.

"Xiao Xintong, all this is for life. To survive in this world, you must be strong."

Gu Xintong has forgotten her mother's appearance, but she always remembers those words.

Then……

Mother is dead.

Gu Xintong remembered that day very clearly.

On the day after my birthday when I was six years old, my mother died.

At that time, she was lying on the bed, coughing and struggling while watching Gu Xintong blow out the candles.

Like a child whose wish was fulfilled, he smiled happily.

…

"That's her, the daughter of [Shen Li]."

"The daughter of [Madman], right... It's really scary, she looks quite gloomy."

Such a voice came to her ears, but Gu Xintong turned a deaf ear.

Mother is dead.

My father, on the other hand, became very nagging.

When the precocious Gu Xintong returned home from school, what she could see was the walls covered with various talismans.

It is a pattern full of dark atmosphere, with bright red hues in the twists.

A maggot-like man curled up from the darkness, and a face that should have been handsome could be vaguely seen.

"It's coming..."

Gu Xintong smiled and nodded to the man.

After my mother died.

My father became increasingly depressed, but that was not the case at first.

The young Gu Xintong knew very well that her father initially wanted to expand the gallery, get out of the Black Iron Castle, and even go to the capital city of Nielfrance.

All changes started when my father met the [painter].

That day, my father held my hand.

In order to escape the pain of his deceased wife, he took his daughter to the market.

And on the way, they met [The Painter].

"Sir, let me draw you a picture."

The painter was thin and his long hair covered his face, making it almost impossible to see the other person's face clearly.

"I can draw the face of the person you cherish most and keep it by your side forever."

Gu Xintong just knew that she didn't like the aura of this man.

But his father seemed to be possessed by a demon.

"Really?"

Father asked.

"Of course." [Painter] smiled.

That day, Shen Li described the appearance of his deceased wife, and the artist painted the oil painting.

【Crying woman】.

…

My father went completely crazy.

Because of that painting.

When the young Gu Xintong returned to the market again, the [painter] had quietly disappeared.

Her home became a dark lair.

My father became more and more weird. He held the painting all day long, as if he was completely possessed.

His body mutated and turned into a terrifying maggot-like lodging nest.

Seven-year-old Gu Xintong has a cold face.

She was in the same room with her alienated father day after day under the cold moonlight.

I cooked my own meals, washed my own clothes, and watched my father eat insects and meat from unknown sources.

One day, Gu Xintong opened the lid of the pot on the table.

Inside, there was a half-cooked human head with a frightened expression.

Gu Xintong's eyes were indifferent, and then she put the lid on the pot.

Nothing happened.

night.

The girl walked into her father's room with a knife.

With an abnormal gasp, she avoided her maggot-like father and raised her blade towards the oil painting.

But at that moment, the [crying woman] who looked exactly like her mother opened her eyes in the darkness.

The huge picture scroll completely flooded into the girl's mind.

"Xintong..."

"I am [Mother]..."

Gu Xintong remembered that it was the first time she and her mother met.

The oil painting resides in my mind and considers myself my mother.

Looks, sounds... all the same.

Gu Xintong was very happy. At least, she let her [mother] know that she was happy.

"Mother, father...what's wrong?"

Gu Xintong asked.

"Maybe he's not strong enough."

The cold, but trying to pretend to be gentle voice said so.

"yes."

The girl said: "He is not strong enough."

"Only weak people can become like this."

"Then what should be done?"

the girl asked.

In the dark space, the young girl asked softly.

"Of course it is necessary to end the lives of the weak... Weak people have no qualifications to live in this world."

That cold voice was artificially sweet.

There was a look of dependence in the girl's eyes.

That was the look of longing after seeing his mother reborn.

"Okay, mother."

Gu Xintong said softly.

She took the knife, walked towards her father, and then stabbed him again and again.

Her mother's generous laughter came to her ears, and the image of her kind and gentle mother appeared in her mind.

Then, the night burned the whole gallery.

The girl stood on the deserted street at night, looking at the burning wreckage.

"Well done, Xintong."

"Mother is proud of you."

[Mother] said.

The girl smiled meekly, like a manipulated doll.

What a gentle [mother]...

That's weird.

In Gu Xintong's eyes, there was a coldness and indifference that no one noticed.

It was a cold emotion of contempt for the creatures in the world.

This guy who claims to be his mother is just an [abnormality].

It wears its own mother's skin and deceives itself.

Father, you are like that because you are too weak. With your pathetic appearance, you have long been unable to survive in this real world.

Gu Xintong remembered that when she made the last stab, her father's eyes seemed clearer.

He looked at himself with disbelief, as if he wanted to say something.

But Gu Xintong's movements did not stop, nor did her small body, and even her breathing was extremely calm.

"Weak people are not qualified to continue living."

The word "Patricide" did not cause any fluctuations in Gu Xintong.

The monster that lives in your own mind wants to control you.

You must obey it yourself.

Because I am not strong enough.

There was no way to get that monster out of my mind.

Then... wait.

To become strong.

"Become strong."

[Mother]'s voice came from my mind.

Like swarming silkworm chrysalises, moths slowly hatch out with broken wings.

…

After reporting the incident to the police, ordinary fire cases go unsolved.

Gu Xintong refused to adopt, but used the money left over to buy a coffee shop alone.

"I like drinking coffee..."

This is what she said to her mother.

"Would you like to try it?"

Mother was very satisfied with Gu Xintong, as if she was looking at her proud work.

"Only by becoming a transcendent can you control your own destiny. My dear daughter, your talent is average, but your mother is not helpless."

"This is the daylight thunder seed from [Night Town]. It is an extraordinary material that can only be born in the darkest places."

"It will continuously improve your potential. Combined with the rituals of [Thunder Mage], you will become invincible."

"However, this ceremony takes a long time. My dear daughter, you must start preparing now."

Gu Xintong nodded.

"Mother, what do you want to do?"

she asked softly.

"My dear daughter, you will know in the future."

The woman in his mind made a hoarse and terrifying sound like broken glass.

Wanting to become strong is cruel.

So far, it's been a nightmare.

Gu Xintong underestimated the cruelty of women.

What a torture that was.

She could easily kill beggars in the back alleys of Black Iron Castle just for fresh human blood.

Kill those who oppose you mercilessly, destroy the addictive substance trading scene in the slums, and get the first pot of gold.

This [monster] is too cruel to himself.

It does not allow itself to sleep peacefully. As long as it is in the girl's body, the girl's body will suffer from the horrific pain of being torn apart and bitten by insects.

There is no other purpose, just to make the girl get used to pain.

At first, Gu Xintong would bite her own clothes, flesh and blood.

"Showing pain is a sign of weakness."

Later, no matter how suffocating the pain was, Gu Xintong would not show any expression.

Because it's not needed.

"Just getting used to pain is not enough..."

"You must learn to laugh, cry... and act as the person that others need."

This time, Gu Xintong fell convulsingly in the dark room, and more enlightenment arose in her heart.

Not only deceiving others, but more importantly... deceiving [mother].

It must also be afraid of me in its heart.

To make her believe me...

Gu Xintong lowered his head, a cold and gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.

In my ears, [Mother's] voice was whispering, and it was a self-righteous voice.

…

Twelve years old.

Mother has deep faith in Gu Xintong.

The torture day and night made Gu Xintong obey her mother's orders.

Even if she was licking the dust on the ground, Gu Xintong did not hesitate.

Of course, one afternoon, Gu Xintong learned the origin of [Mother].

My mother’s father’s name is... [Elephant Lord].

The extraordinary power in this world is divided into five levels.

Associate, trainee, formal, advanced, super.

The Elephant Lord is the top transcendent person.

But [Mother] has no mother. According to it, its father was conceived in [Dark Town] and gave birth to it in a deserted place.

Its body is a small meat ball.

After the elephant owner returned to his family, he didn't tell anyone and just put the meat ball in the warehouse.

Decades later.

The descendant of the elephant owner, [Painter], opened the door and contaminated [Mother].

[Mother] wants to take over the painter's body, and the two fight each other, and both lose.

Later, the [Painter] used the authority of the painting and a large number of rare materials brought from the sub-hell area to seal it in the oil painting and gave it to Shen Li.

At this point, [Mother]'s voice stopped.

"Mother, do you want to take over my body?"

Gu Xintong asked.

"Of course not...my good daughter."

Gu Xintong looked sad: "I really want to dedicate everything to you, mother."

"I want my mother to come to this world."

The monster is looking at himself.

Want to know how you will react.

Elephant Lord, Night Town, Super...

The things this woman described were at the highest level that ordinary people like me could not access.

This is true power.

But I am not strong enough.