Thriller Trainee

Sure enough, after hearing Zong Jiu's words, the little devil puffed up his mouth.

"Who wants to see the memory of that scumbag!"

The magician raised his eyebrows, "But you can't deny that he is the future you."

While the two of them were talking, the nun who had placed the trainees hurried back to report.

"Under the Pope's crown, according to your instructions, you put a charcoal basin in each room, and the doors and windows are closed in advance."

The little devil nodded, "Thanks for your hard work. Let's rest early, everyone."

As he said, he turned his head to the white-haired young man and stretched out his hand, "Let's go, the eldest brother's room is next to my room, and I will feel better when I go to bed and get up early.

The more Zong Jiu looked at it, the more surprised he was, but he didn't say much, and left in the direction the other party led the way.

The child's hands were warm and warm, and the magician's slender fingers were wrapped with the ruby ​​ring he was wearing. Nothing is not as cold as a human being in adulthood, but like a small warm stove.

"Speaking of..."

The white-haired young man stretched his tone, and his voice seemed to be inadvertently inquiring: "I'm really curious, what exactly have you experienced before you will become the way you grow up."

This question really made Zong Jiubai puzzled.

Not to mention other people who have not seen the relationship between the little devil and no.1, even if Zong Jiu sees it, sometimes he can't help but feel the magical reality.

The six-year-old demon character is simply a little angel. Although it has a child-like cunning, it is also really cute. He even takes the initiative to care for others and arranges everything in an orderly manner.

The adult devil has a bad personality, moody and unpredictable. He also likes to see others struggling in the quagmire, taking pleasure in the pain of others, and being full of malice.

Generally speaking, the character changes in the future are basically what happened between childhood and growing up.

Many children are naughty and lively when they are young, and they can suffer from family changes, campus bullying, social unrest, etc., etc., which will lead to completely different personalities in the future.

The appearance of the devil, at first glance, you can tell that it was crooked during the growth period, and the crooked one is still very outrageous, and it is impossible to save it.

Zong Jiu Guess, what happened to the original world of no.1, that is, the Super S Grade dungeon. Not only did the demon succeed in perverting, it also gave him the ability to manipulate puppet silk and shuttle shadows. After all, the special abilities in the infinite loop come from the copy in the final analysis. Since the original world of No.1 is a super S-class copy, the abilities obtained from the copy are naturally strong enough to guard against the sky, so it makes perfect sense.

The figure of the boy walking beside him had a backache.

The two walked to the corner of the church corridor.

The light and dark are distinct here, with lights burning on the walls behind and in front, and the bright and extinguished light is cut on the iron bars of the stairs, and the light and dark are interlaced and reflected on the angular face of the little demon, obscure.

For a moment, the little boy's profile looked a little lonely.

It was not because he was sad, but because there was a future memory in the six-year-old personality.

"Brother wants to know?"

He measured his face, and the soft black hair clinging to his cheeks, the dull hair on the top of his head curled up, revealing a smile that was the same as usual.

"Yes." Zong Jiu replied very refreshingly.

Don't waste information that is gained in vain. Taking advantage of the little devil's flickering, let's talk about it first. After the big devil comes back, he will pass the village and there is no shop.

"it is good."

The little devil smiled, with a faint smile, "If my brother wants to know, then I will tell my brother, but not today."

"If I knew it as an adult, that would be terrible."

As he said, he stuck out his tongue embarrassedly, "Who makes me like my brother so much? Even if he knows, he can't lift me up and spank me."

The magician gave a face-saving laugh from his throat.

It's so funny to see the little devil complain about the big devil.

The adult devil is really a hatred of dogs, even when he was a child, he didn't like him, and he was a failure in life.

The two people walked up the spiral staircase of the cathedral to the top.

The top floor is the Pope’s room.

The long corridor is covered with a dark red carpet, the edges of which are hand-woven with gold threads, wrapped around the surface of tufts of tassels.

The lights on the wall were dim, illuminating the gray-white granite stone wall surrounding it.

Zong Jiu opened the heavy wooden door and walked in with the little demon.

The room is very large with a dazzling array of artworks.

There are sculptures, oil paintings, and exquisite ornaments made of red gold. The central large bed is filled with comfortable feathers, which is incredibly soft. The curtain fell like a skirt from the highest part of the room, surrounding the big bed, like a woman's veil.

Zong Jiu took out his holy sword of physics, knelt down and stretched it into the fireplace twice, picking up the red firewood below, watching them burst into flames, and then let go.

The first time it was used, the physics holy sword used as a torch flew back to his earlobe.

"You go to sleep, I'm leaving."

After sending the person, Zong Jiu casually put his hand in/in his pocket, ignoring the little devil's pleading and slightly hopeful look, and turned away without hesitation.

"But brother, it's raining and thundering outside, I'm so scared."

Before he took a few steps, the little devil's muffled voice came from behind.

"Well, I'll do a magic trick for you."

The magician turned his head, his dexterous fingers fluttered in the air, not knowing where he conjured a small-arm doll rabbit, stuffed it into the little boy's arms, patted him on the shoulder, showing an encouraging smile.

"Hey, hold it if you can't sleep, and you'll fall asleep soon."

"You have to grow up, come on, my brother is optimistic about you."

little devil:"......"

In the end, he still failed to keep the magician.

After the big wooden door "crunched--" closed, the dead silence in the huge room was restored again.

The heavy door panels and granite stone walls are enough to isolate all sounds, and the closed window lattices also block the vigorous wind and rain outside to a minimum, and you can only hear the sound from the subtle to the subtle gap.

There was no electricity in the church, and it was dark at night. The room was too big. The flame in the fireplace rose up and then retracted. He lay lazily on the wood and burned. There were not many open flames, and he couldn't see his fingers.

The little boy stood on the spot, listening to the footsteps going away outside the door, bowed his head unclearly, and slowly hugged the doll rabbit in his arms tightly.

......

Early the next morning, the church began morning prayers.

The residents of the town arrived as scheduled, one by one, lining up from the door of the cathedral.

Everyone dipped holy water from the white holy water basin, painted crosses on their chests and foreheads, and prayed devoutly.

After waking up, the trainees also went downstairs one by one. Some trainees even spontaneously formed a small team to take a stroll outside the town. Now they are standing on the side with complicated expressions.

They have avoided thinking about the past and avoiding memories.

But this town is really beautiful. Almost everyone can find their own memories of life in the real world in a small town.

Maybe it's an ice cream truck, maybe a bakery, or my yard when I was a kid.

Perhaps as the town residents themselves said, are reality and illusion so important?

When the illusion is real enough, how can you tell if the reality is originally illusion?

On one side is an infinite world with uncertain future and ghosts and shadows; on the other side is a warm and peaceful haven. How to choose is not so difficult.

The barrage in the live broadcast room all felt the same.

[To be honest, even if there are no trainees' relatives in this copy, as long as safety can be guaranteed, there should be countless trainees choosing to stay]

[Yes, if there is a choice, who would be willing to stay in the infinite loop, maybe this time with luck and survive, who knows whether he will die in the next round of dungeons? Alas, the senior Guiguzi was so strong at the beginning, he was so dispirited, and left nothing, let alone us ordinary people]

[Indeed, I will stay after changing me, I really feel the same way]

Xu Su rarely spoke or looked up.

At this moment, there were several exclamations from the trainees.

After the morning prayer was over, many townspeople hesitated to step forward and asked the trainees if they wanted to eat breakfast with them.

"My son, Mom made you your favorite rice noodles. Can you come to your house and try it?"

"You used to have your favorite breakfast shop in town. Dad hasn't chatted with you for a long time. Knowing how hard you have been on this road, if you are unhappy or unhappy, why not come to chat with Dad? "

Anthony's golden retriever also howled twice, his big ears drooping, and happily threw himself on the half-vampire's feet and rolled around.

In short, if you can complete the main task, you will stay.

Because after I figured out my plan to stay, the attitude of the trainees was not as resistant as before.

So someone found out what was wrong.

A few of the townspeople are missing, and a few relatives of the trainees have not come.

Zhong Yiyuan, who was wearing glasses, felt strange, so he asked by the way, "Where did my grandma go?"

When he asked, the other townsman got stuck and kept silent.

Zhong Yiyuan suddenly seemed to think of something, and his expression became more and more anxious.

"Where is my grandma, where did my grandma go?!"

In the real world, his grandmother died as early as when he was in high school, just before the college entrance examination, so the villagers followed his grandmother's wishes, and no one spoke. When he returned to the village after the college entrance examination was over, the first seven had already passed, and he didn't even see his grandmother's last glance. Since then, he has become the biggest regret in his heart.

So when I saw my late grandma in the small town, Zhong Yiyuan's tears came down directly.

It is already a miracle to be able to meet the dead, and many people can't see it again after exhausting their calls. It was also because Zhong Yiyuan had Yin and Yang eyes, so he became obsessive.

"She... she..."

The townspeople hesitated, but in the end they only sighed with a bitter voice, "My baby, your grandmother is willing, don't blame yourself."

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue sky, which immediately stunned Zhong Yi away.

His voice trembled, finally affirming the guess in his heart.

"Last night, the person I hit last night was my grandma?"