Original Spirit: Start Capturing Coconut And Goat To Say Goodbye To Inadequate Nutrition

Yan Yan was terrified at the moment.

He didn't understand what was happening at all, just now, the dense fog in the boundary of life and death rolled like a wave, wrapping him in it, and when he opened his eyes, he had already arrived in this strange place.

The place is surrounded by thick fog, and the whole world in view is white, and the mist floats around, like white paper money thrown in the air during a funeral.

Unable to see the figures of Mo Ye and the others, Yan Yan only felt flustered.

He walked towards the border of the place, trying to break through the thick fog and reach the world beyond the dense fog.

But when he reached the border, he found that this rolling fog was sometimes illusory, sometimes real, sometimes soft, sometimes hard.

With his ability, it is impossible to break through this strange boundary.

Do you want to be trapped here?

Yan Yan is a little desperate, he doesn't want to die here, he still has a virtuous wife and lovely daughter...

He really wanted to hysterically ask God, obviously he could enjoy the happiness of the world, why did he let himself jump into this strange thing?

Yan Yan sat on the ground, he was like a dead fish, his mind was groggy, and his body was exhausted in addition to exhaustion.

In a trance, the world in front of him changed again.

He saw a middle-aged woman leading a little girl across the streets of Liyue Port.

The little girl is about six or seven years old, with a small face carved in pink and jade, and her eyes are innocent and very cute.

"Mom, doesn't daddy want us anymore?" After walking for a long time, the little girl couldn't walk, she stopped and said pitifully.

"No, Xiaoyu don't think too much, your father doesn't dare not want us!" The middle-aged woman touched the little girl's head and comforted.

"But... Dad hasn't come back for several days..."

The middle-aged woman was silent, just looking into the distance in a daze.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yan was shocked, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Ah Lian, Xiaoyu!" "

That's right, the middle-aged woman and little girl in front of you are Yan Yan's wife and daughter.

Yan Yan did not expect to see his family in such a place.

"Ah Lian, Xiaoyu!"

He tried to call his wife and daughter, tried to touch them.

But the hand he had just raised, as soon as it touched the little girl's face, unexpectedly pierced strangely.

"What's going on?" Yan Yan was puzzled.

But before he could calm down and think about the reason behind all this, he saw a black shadow, holding a sharp dagger, and stabbed hard at the little girl.

"Don't!"

Yan Yan turned pale with fright, he exclaimed loudly, and wanted to pounce to stop the black shadow, but it was obviously too late.

The little girl was stabbed in the chest, and blood spurted out, as enchanting as a flower.

Instead of dying immediately, she fell to the ground, crying in pain.

A large amount of blood soaked her thin clothes, and she quickly fainted from pain.

Without any pause, the black shadow killed the middle-aged woman with a dagger in hand!

The sharp cold light permeated the smell of death.

"Nope! Lotus!

Yan Yan wailed hysterically, he wanted to stop all this, but no matter how hard he flew over, he could only pass through the black shadow.

And the dagger in the hand of that black shadow, its trajectory was not changed, and in the next moment, it cut through the woman's throat!

The woman's death was extremely tragic, she tilted her head, her eyes stared at the black shadow, and her eyes wanted to spew fire.

This is the anger of a mother after the loss of her daughter.

She held out for a while, but the blood on her neck was draining rapidly like a fountain, no matter how angry and hated the women, she couldn't help the black shadow, she could only die with hatred and die with her daughter.

The scene in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Only now did Yan Yan barely realize that everything he had just seen was an illusion.

Despite this, the real scene was still imprinted in his mind, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and shocking blood appeared in his eyes.

"Brother, you look so embarrassed."

At this moment, a gentle and pleasant voice suddenly came.

Yan Yan subconsciously followed the source of the voice, and when he saw the person who spoke, his pupils suddenly widened!

It was a girl in a white dress, she had long snow-white hair, pale cheeks, and blood-red pupils.

Her skin was as pale as lime, without the slightest ruddy and bloody color, except for those strange eyes, every corner of her body was white.

Her red lips opened lightly, and she said coquettishly: "Brother, you won't remember people, right?" "

Yan... Yan Ziyue! Yan Yan looked terrified, his lips were as dry as a piece of bark!

The girl looked to be in her twenties, her long snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, and her appearance had not changed at all, just like she had done more than twenty years ago.

Although after entering the boundary of life and death, he knew that he had come to see Yan Ziyue, but when he really saw her, he could only be deeply afraid in his heart!

Maybe it's because Mo Ye and the others are not around, and only he is alone?

"My brother still remembers me, I'm so happy!" The white-haired girl Yan Ziyue murmured.

"It's you... Did you kill nearly a hundred people in Yanjiazhuang? Yan Yan asked in a trembling voice.

Although he was afraid, after all, he was middle-aged and had seen a lot of storms, and in this situation, he still plucked up the courage to ask.

"Yes, I just want to be with them forever..." Yan Ziyue said with some panic, she looked like a child who made a mistake and was about to be criticized and punished.

"You..." Yan Yan said for a while, he thought about Yan Ziyue's answer, but he never expected it to be like this.

"Brother, look, they are with me forever!"

Yan Ziyue squinted her eyes slightly, revealing a flower-like smile.

She waved her hand lightly to one side, and as soon as the gesture fell, one figure after another appeared around Yan Ziyue out of thin air, crawling on the ground, like a loyal dog.

Yan Yan's face changed drastically, as a person from Yanjiazhuang, how could he not recognize that this Dao figure was the dead Yanjiazhuang people?

"Look, brother, do you remember him, he is also my brother!" Yan Ziyue stretched out her hand and held up a figure in one hand like this.

That figure was like a dead dog, and was severely restrained by Yan Ziyue, and he couldn't move at all.

Yan Yan looked over, and he saw that what Yan Ziyue was holding was an ugly-looking middle-aged man.

That was the biological son of the second uncle Yan Yunshan, Yan Chen, who was also Yan Ziyue's brother.

Yan Yan was shocked, more than twenty years ago, the night before Yan Ziyue got married, it was this person who violated her.

Now this person is controlled by Yan Ziyue like a dead dog, his eyes are dull, his limbs are drooping, and he seems to have lost consciousness for a long time.

But Yan Yan could see that as a ghost, he was still alive, but he seemed to have become a fool.

What does Yan Ziyue want to do?

Even if people have been killed by her and turned into ghosts, will she not let go?

Yan Yan was a little angry in his heart, and he plucked up the courage to ask Yan Ziyue: "Why are you doing this?" You have killed so many people, you have taken revenge! Why don't you let go of their ghosts yet?!

"Brother, why do you say?"

"I..." Yan Yan was asked again.

Damn it!

Why fight for them?

How they treat Yan Ziyue is their business, what does it have to do with me?

Be selfish, Yan Yan, as long as you can live safely and live the second half of your life, it is more important than anything!

Thinking of this, Yan Yan asked tentatively again: "Ziyue, can you let me go?" You have already taken a big revenge, they all deserve to die! It's time for a thousand cuts! But I didn't provoke you! Let go of my eldest brother, I have a virtuous wife and a lovely daughter, I want to be with my wife and watch my daughter grow up slowly

..." "Brother, you actually begged me for mercy..." Yan Ziyue suddenly laughed, laughing forward and backward, and the flowers trembled.

It's just that such a smile is so oozing in Yan Yan's opinion.

"Brother, it seems that you really forgot..." Yan Ziyue lifted her white dress and walked towards Yan Yan, a painful look appeared on her poignant face.

"Brother doesn't remember that night? Then only let me help my brother remember!

"When Yan Chen locked me in my room that day and did that kind of thing to me, my brother seemed to be peeking by the window!"

"Brother thinks he is seamless, he shouldn't have expected to be discovered by me, right?"

"And, if I'm not mistaken, it's also my brother who spread the word about this, right?"

Every time Yan Ziyue said a word, Yan Yan's face turned pale.

He roared with a hideous face: "Nonsense! You're spewing blood!

"You're already a dead man! There is no credibility in what you say!

Yan Ziyue caressed the top of Yan Yan's head and said softly, "Brother, what are you afraid of?" Only

then did Yan Yan realize that he couldn't move at all at the moment!

Yan Yan panicked!

He had never been more flustered than he was now, and fear occupied his heart!

That was a secret that he had hidden in his heart for decades, and no one knew it, but now it was said indifferently by Yan Ziyue.

"Look, brother, wasn't it you who hid outside the window that night?" Yan Ziyue's voice was still echoing.

Her soft voice seemed to contain some kind of magical power.

Under the influence of this power, Yan Yan only felt that his spirit was a little trance, and the past flooded into his mind like a tide.

He opened his eyes hard, but found himself standing at the window of a room, he subconsciously looked in, but saw a scene buried in the depths of his memory!

The intermingling of blood and fire, the entanglement of spirit and flesh...

The man is as fierce as a beast, and the girl is as weak as a petite flower....

More than twenty years ago, when he saw this scene, he was still a fledgling, and at that time, he only felt that his blood was bursting...

Today, more than twenty years later, when he saw this scene again, he saw the despair blooming in the beautiful eyes of the girl, and there was no desire and stimulation in his heart, only a deep sense of guilt.

Perhaps, the real murderer is actually himself?

More than twenty years ago, it was he who harmed Yan Ziyue?

No!

How could it be me?

I just witnessed the whole process, and it wasn't me who tarnished her innocence!

I spread the word about it all just to help her!

Yes, I don't have any selfish desires, I'm just here to help her! It's that simple!

"No, no, it's not me, I'm helping you! I just wanted to help you spread this out..."

Yan Yan shouted in horror, and his voice spread to every corner of the illusion world.