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It never occurred to Jingcha that the "smooth" that Chi Yiyin said was to successfully blow up the lair of rotting corpses, causing thousands of rotting corpses to rush out.

He was just dazed for two seconds before he accidentally bumped into the army of corpses. It was like countless cockroaches rushing towards him. When he turned his head, he felt his scalp go numb, and he gasped for breath, almost shaking his head. All right.

Fortunately, Jingcha's fighting instinct was always on the line. He made a decisive decision. The black rabbit jumped off his head and rushed into the army of corpses. In an instant, it swelled into a huge and ferocious monster, blocking the surging rotting corpses at the other end of the corridor. half way away.

And taking advantage of these few seconds, Jingcha decisively picked up the red bird, turned around and ran away.

The red bird was still staring at the corpses in astonishment, and even tried to reach out and pull a piece of rotten arm down to study it, but it felt like it was flying into the air suddenly, and its vision rose.

His stomach was stuck on Jingcha's shoulder. The opponent's body was slender, with beautiful and graceful shoulder blades under a thin layer of muscles.

It looks good when you look at it, but when you're carrying someone... your stomach is turned upside down! !

Jingcha didn't have the idea of ​​"pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" at all, and his actions were rough and effective, killing a **** path from the tide of corpses in a few rounds.

But it was hard for Red Bird.

He was dizzy at first by Jingcha's bumps, and even when a rotting corpse rushed out from a dark corner, he was swung by Jingcha as a weapon and swept out a clearing.

Several times he came into close contact with the rotting corpse, his body was stained with the black and red mucus of the rotting corpse, and the stench made him nauseous.

But what is even more terrible is that as soon as Jingcha started to run, his shoulder bones would always be stuck in Red Bird's stomach. It was like artificially inducing vomiting, which made Red Bird feel nauseous and dizzy, as if he just got off an outer space vehicle .

With tears in his eyes, Hongniao even wanted to tell Jingcha not to save him, just let him die with these carrion corpses.

This is too torture! Little ancestor, is this Maoist rescue?

The stairs from the second floor to the first floor are not too long, with four corners and a vertical height of seven meters, it makes Red Bird feel as long as a century.

With Jingcha's monster rabbit acting as a roadblock behind, it also bought them more than ten seconds.

In a tense and dangerous situation, even a second can turn the tide of battle or kill someone, and ten seconds can be called life-saving.

Some rotting corpses have long since left hell, hiding in the corner of the cafe. When Chi Yiyin and others rushed down the stairs, the rotting corpses wanted to rush out from the shadow of the corner and attack them when they were not prepared.

However, Chi Yiyin and Chu Yueli have a good understanding and a clear division of labor. Chu Yueli, who knows that his legs are disabled and cannot move, did not allow himself to be a burden to Chi Yiyin. There is no gap between people, almost becoming one person.

Chi Yiyin hugged Chu Yueli's waist with one hand, so that he would not hinder her from hitting the rotten corpse on the other side, hindering her movements, and swung Chu Yueli's crutches with the other hand, dancing around them tightly, all The carrion corpses that tried to get close to them were all blown away, like unlucky little animals turned out by an electric fan, hit the wall and fell down, lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

And just as these rotting corpses trembled and wanted to stand up, they ran into Jingcha and the other two who ran down from behind.

Jingcha couldn't even look at her feet.

Chi Yiyin's physical strength can't keep up, and he still needs to guard against rotting corpses, but to Jingcha, these rotting corpses are simply mushrooms.

He jumped down from a high place, and rushed to the first floor in two steps with three strokes. Just as all the carrion corpses were about to raise their heads, they were trampled on by him mercilessly.

"Puff!" With a sound, the skull was crushed, and the white coagulated brain, like tofu brain, flowed all over the ground, which was very conspicuous in the **** black and red corpses all over the ground.

Red Bird only felt a "click", and a sticky and cold mass was thrown onto his face. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and touched the white brain.

Red Bird: "..."

"Ancestor!! You **** let me down, I'm not alive, let me die!!"

Red Bird writhed and struggled frantically on Jingcha's shoulder, so sad that she wanted to cry: "Are you afraid that you have a grudge against me and took the opportunity to retaliate, aren't you? Ouch, ooh—!"

Jingcha frowned, and mercilessly raised his hand and slapped Red Bird's buttocks: "Be honest, your **** is blocking my sight, be careful, I will really throw you out to feed the corpse."

"Don't shout."

Hearing the red bird just made a single sound, Jingcha immediately threatened: "Be careful when you open your mouth, those things will fall into your mouth. Do you want to often smell like a dead body?"

Red Bird: "!!"

vomit-! He is just a poor and innocent intelligence officer, why should he suffer this kind of crime!

In the gap, the red bird caught a glimpse of Chi Yiyin and the two running ahead. When he saw Chu Yueli staying in Chi Yiyin's arms safely, following Chi Yiyin like a personal pendant, he Suddenly, I was very envious of Chu Yueli.

Red Bird: So! Why isn't my partner Chi Yiyin? I'm so envious! People's partners don't need to eat brains, unlike me!

And on the way down, Jingcha and the two also heard screams coming from behind them, which made them a little puzzled.

"Did you hear someone yelling?"

"It seems that there is really..."

"Don't be haunted? How can there be anyone behind us? There are all corpses behind us. Even if there are players, they should have been killed by corpses."

The two were talking, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

There really is one!

That unlucky guy who was knocked unconscious by Chu Yueli just as he walked out of the box, no one seemed to think of him when they left the second floor.

Chi Yiyin took Chu Yueli away, and Jingcha picked up the red bird. Only the unlucky player who was with Chu Yueli at that time seemed... still fainted in the corner?

"Impossible? Even if there is a rabbit supporting it, it will only be a matter of ten seconds. Can he react immediately and run away?"

Jing Cha muttered suspiciously, but still listened attentively.

Sure enough, he really heard a terrified cry.

However, it was covered by the loud noise made by the rotting corpses, and only a few voices remained indistinct.

But he could still tell that the player was calling his mother heart-piercingly.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Mommy! Mommy, I want to go home! I don't play anymore!!"

But let's talk about it, the player didn't delay in escaping at all. He stomped on the floor and stairs, and he could still hear the sound of fighting. It should be that he was fighting with the carrion corpse.

The red bird, which was carried by Jingcha on its shoulder like a sack, couldn't help but look up and look up the stairs.

really.

The carrion corpses scattered everywhere really gathered together somewhere on the stairs, like ants attracted by honey, densely packed into balls.

It is estimated that the one in that "ball" is the unlucky player who screams again and again.

Red Bird was dumbfounded.

When that unlucky player left the box, Red Bird saw his identity clearly, you know, he was just an F-rank player!

Even if it's a C-rank, Red Bird doesn't think it's so outrageous, but an F-rank is actually fighting with those rotting corpses who have no sense in the pile of corpses...

Even that person could be regarded as lucky, taking a ride with Chi Yiyin leading the way and after Jingcha was terminated, but it is rare to see him being able to do so.

It wasn't until this moment that Red Bird felt that the player was able to break through the false memory and return to the cafe. It didn't seem to be a matter of luck.

It's that the other party really wants to survive.

Red Bird couldn't help stretching his head out of curiosity, and regardless of the nausea from the splash of corpse fluid, resisting the dizziness of being jolted by Jingcha, he wanted to take a closer look at that person.

Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in a hundred battles. If the opponent can have this kind of heart when he is at F level, then it is very likely that he can really survive in the game field, and even cross the C level to become a high-level player.

Such a possible opponent or partner, Red Bird is still willing to pay attention to it from the very beginning, so that it will not be in a hurry on the day when the opponent becomes really strong and poses a threat.

"Is there a threat?"

Jingcha turned her head while jumping and running at high speed, glanced behind her casually, and asked her partner: "Do you need me to kill him now?"

If it was someone who would hinder their ideals, Jingcha would not mind killing him now.

Anyway, if Chi Yiyin hadn't opened up a passage on the second floor, this person would have died. Even if he kills this person now, it's just taking the other person's life back from Chi Yiyin and taking it away again.

—When the enemy is still weak, you'd better act decisively and don't give the opponent time to grow.

It's like how Bailan gave up killing Jingcha many years ago, but instead made Jingcha the biggest obstacle to the implementation of the plan in the temporary residence area.

Jingcha himself has done such a thing, so he will not give anyone else a similar opportunity.

The reason why "Pope" is scary is not only because of an initial title.

And the resolute soul under the crown.

The red bird pondered for a while, trying to identify the player's actions from the pile of corpses, and then said cautiously: "It seems that... it will not pose a threat to us?"

"At least not yet."

The red bird said affirmatively: "Chu Yueli stayed with that 'hanged man' for a long time. If he threatened Chi Yiyin, Chu Yueli would not let him live. Now Chi Yiyin and we are A community of consistent interests will not harm Chi Yiyin, and most likely will not pose a threat to us."

"If he really will become a force in the temporary residence area in the future."

Red Bird paused for a moment before saying, "Then we'll talk about it when the time comes."

Jingcha frowned, but still trusted the judgment made by her partner, nodded and stopped paying attention to the unlucky players behind, and quickly rushed down the stairs along the path stepped by Chi Yiyin, crossed the screen and rushed into the coffee Museum hall.

The familiar scene reappeared in front of my eyes.

It’s just that it’s different from what we saw before the candlelight concert. Now the cafe is in a mess. The beautiful and expensive bone china coffee cups were smashed to the ground, and the delicate carpet was stained with stench and thick corpse fluid. Scattered all over the floor, tables and chairs toppled over.

The cafe, which was originally neatly arranged, is almost unrecognizable by Jingcha now.

The red bird with its back to the hall saw different scenes because of its different vision.

"This is…"

He slowly opened his eyes wide and held his breath.

Behind the screen sat a man in a formal suit on a black lacquered carved chair. He looked sad and desperate, as if he had lost the courage to continue living, numb and lifeless, not like a living person.

Instead, it looks like a sculpture.

Red Bird was also startled at first, and then realized—isn't this Bailan!

Why did they look so proud and arrogant when they left, but now they have become like this?

After being stunned, Red Bird quickly understood.

That's right, after the alliance broke up that year, Bailan gave up her ideals and companions, and went to the game field instead, becoming an accomplice in killing players in the game field.

From the perspective of Red Bird, the temporary residence area established by Bailan is tantamount to killing people with slow blunt knives. It slowly wears down the will of the players in the temporary residence area, making them gradually lose the courage to leave and become dependent on safety. There is no urge to re-enter the instance and leave the game field.

Over time, even the best knives will rust to death.

Even if a high-level player stays in the temporary residence area for a long time, he will become no different from a useless person, and both his perception and judgment will become dull and muddled.

The red bird looked down on those weak people, but sighed more.

The fact is that no one harmed those people, they themselves lost to their own weak instincts, unable to force themselves to leave the safe and warm place and rush into the wind and rain to weather the storm.

But even though Red Bird knew it well, he still didn't like the founders of the temporary residence area.

But he never thought that Bailan would become what he is now...

"In abandoning his ideals and insistence, he has damaged his own personality."

A calm voice came from the darkness behind the screen.

Red Bird looked up, only to realize that Chi Yiyin, who went downstairs a few steps ahead of them, did not go to the relatively safe hall, but turned his head into the darkness behind the screen to check the situation here.

"Even if he didn't realize it himself, the fact is that from the moment he gave up, it was like a kind of inertia of thinking, which was forever engraved in his mind, making every choice he made from then on. Sometimes, I will subconsciously think that I can give up the second time, the third time..."

"Until he gave up his real life and all his courage, and finally became an empty shell."

Chi Yiyin walked out of the darkness slowly, he lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Bai Lan who was sitting on the chair upright, as if waiting to perform on stage.

"If you know something is wrong, it's best never to be tempted, restrain yourself and never reach out to easy but wrong options, otherwise, you will be killing your soul."

Chi Yiyin smiled, but without warmth, his indifferent eyes were absolutely rational, without any sympathy or anger towards Bai Lan.

"Because once you try it, the weak but relaxed memory will become addictive, erode the will, shake the foundation, and finally become an uncontrollable beast, devouring the soul."

"For example, the current white and blue, and..."

Chi Yiyin turned sideways slightly, raised her hand backwards as an inviting gesture.

Red Bird raised his head, looked in the direction Chi Yiyin instructed, and then opened his eyes wide with astonishment.

— Right behind Chi Yiyin, besides Bailan, there were several people in formal suits.

Each of them was dressed like a pianist waiting backstage for a performance, with immaculate clothes, well-polished shoes, perfectly tied bow ties, and spotless clothes.

But all of them had desperate and numb expressions on their faces.

There are even tears on the faces of some people, as if they have just collapsed to the point of crying, and are so numb that they can no longer respond to the outside world, empty and dazed, as if there is nothing left in this body. soul.

But that wasn't the only thing that surprised Redbird.

But because of these faces, he has an impression.

These were all the players who had just entered the cafe before, and they were also the six players who should have "died".

It was because of their deaths that random events were triggered in the dungeon, and Chu Yueli was able to enter the dungeon.

If their deaths were not established, then Chu Yueli would not be here.

But if they died, then what... is standing here now?

"Red Bird, the players you mentioned before are either alive or dead, I'm afraid that's what happened."

Chi Yiyin asked: "Do you still remember the candlelight concert we heard?"

Red Bird nodded: "Remember..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly looked at Chi Yiyin with surprise in his eyes: "So...my god, so, are we watching the whole process of a person's death with our own eyes?"

Chi Yiyin smiled and gave an affirmative answer: "I'm afraid so."

"The candlelight concert is actually not a concert, but a farewell party."

"Those souls who can no longer survive the difficult life will choose false happiness here, and after they voluntarily give up their lives, it is equivalent to 'death'. Therefore, their bodies have to go through rituals, and then they can recover from their stripped from the soul."

"And their souls."

Chi Yiyin raised his eyes and looked at a doll that had been torn to pieces on the ground not far away.

He paused, and then continued: "Their souls left their bodies and entered a false and flawless carrier, staying in the cafe forever, continuing their dream that they couldn't wake up from."

"There, they can have all the happiness, whether it is fame, status, wealth, a happy family, family members and lovers they have lost, painful missed opportunities..."

"Everything they want will come true in their dreams."

"The only thing they can't have is truth. Besides that, they can have everything."

Even if Chi Yiyin is not interested in this, a sweet dream is not as meaningful to him as a real ghost.

But he is very clear that for most ordinary people, this is a "war" that has no chance of winning.

—Have you ever lost a loved one?

Fathers, mothers, siblings, grandparents, all the people you want to see but never see again.

They used to smile and accompany you to grow up together, but in the end, wrinkles climbed up their cheeks, their temples were dyed white hair, and the carefreeness of their youth became the breathless pressure of life, and all the good memories stayed in the school days.

Then, they will age rapidly in your eyes, bent over and white-haired, and they are no longer the omnipotent existence in your memory.

You start to become the head of the family, take over the burden of your grandparents, take medicine for them, treat their diseases, and worry about food and clothing...their aging speed is far beyond your imagination.

Even if it's just an ordinary dream, you'll lose them.

The hot rice porridge in the morning was put to cool, but there was no more laughter on the dining table. The house suddenly became so big and empty, and even the heart was empty, and I didn't know what was missing.

After the initial discomfort is over, you will see unfinished pickles when you open the refrigerator, unfinished clothes when you walk to the balcony, unfinished quilts when you enter the room...

In all the details, you realize that you really lost them.

forever.

What price are you willing to pay in order to return to the happy life with your loved ones around the table?

A dream that won't wake up, enough.

- Have you ever lost a loved one?

Have you ever experienced a lover who loves with soul, gradually weakens and pales before your eyes, and finally closes his eyes and never opens them again?

The heartbeat became a straight line, and the alarm sounded endlessly, but there was only the sound of breathing, which could not be heard anymore.

No matter how much you cry and beg, the dead lover will never look at you again.

But in that glance, there used to be the meaning of your whole world and life.

Occasionally, you will hallucinate the voice of your lover, and even for a few moments, when you hear the sound in your home, you will feel that it is the sound of your lover walking around, thinking that your lover is still by your side.

But when you walked over following the sound, the room was still empty and lonely.

Some people will advise you, forget it, the world will not change without anyone.

But only you know that the world without the other party has become monotonous and boring in black and white. And you are in a daze, like a wandering soul all day long, not knowing where to go.

If you could return to the happy daily life with your lover, would you like to have a sweet dream?

In the dream, there will be no pain and tears, only all the good things you once expected.

What is lost will come back, what has not been obtained will be owned, no need to run around for money, just need to spend every moment of the dream peacefully and beautifully.

It is a dream given by God to forgive all suffering souls and enter the resting place.

When Chi Yiyin was still a young boy, he knew what he wanted, and he was already used to being with loneliness and darkness.

But others may not be able to do this.

The players in the game field all come from reality. They are all people who used to be alive in reality, but only entered the game field because they were cursed or died.

It can't be ruled out that there are indeed ruthless and ruthless characters here, but more of them are just the most ordinary people in reality.

It may be a programmer who died suddenly during overtime work, a student who stayed up late during the exam week, or a pedestrian who died in an accident on the road, or a resident who fell down the stairs...

They used to be people who abide by the rules, but in the game field, there are almost no people who can always stick to their kindness and bottom line, and are even willing to pay the price with their lives.

These people are suffering in the game field, and they don't know when they can leave the game field and return to reality. Their initial expectations are in vain, but they are struggling repeatedly in the embarrassment of the temporary residence area and the copy, and they don't know when the pain will end.

And now, a café told them they could finally stop.

As long as you surrender your body, your soul can enter the eternal dream under the blessing of everyone.

—How many people would reject such an option?

At the very least, Chi Yiyin believes that no one who has ever felt happiness can refuse such an opportunity.

Just like these players.

And the white and blue who once gave up their ideals and couldn't keep firm.

Chi Yiyin calmly raised his eyes to look at the players hidden in the darkness behind the screen, and he finally knew why the woman he met before entering the cafe became the performer of the candlelight concert.

The coffee shop not only allows the souls of the players to rest in peace, but also allows all the people in the city who are overwhelmed by life to have a place to rest.

Like a woman in a long skirt standing behind the bar.

Cafés are gentle—for those without courage, yes.

And for those who have the courage to fight against life and never bow to fate, the cafe also gives them a chance to leave.

As long as they break through the false dream, they can leave the cafe.

At this point, the cafe does not limit the people who come here. It is like a lamp that shines day and night, a place of peace that mothers leave for their children, where people can always find comfort.

Chi Yiyin pursed her lips, but did not shake the players awake.

He is very clear that these players have already made their choices. Even though they seem to be alive now, they have already lost all expectations of reality under the temptation of better things.

Maybe they will wake up from a big dream many years later, and then realize that they have done something wrong in hell, and want to step on other sleeping souls to leave **** and regain their original body and life.

Just like those rotting corpses.

However, not everything has the opportunity to regret, not all willful will be satisfied.

God is not a doting mother, has no obligation, and does not coddle undecided souls, letting them try again and again.

Once you regret...

Not only do those rotting corpses have no chance to become human again, they even lose what they once got.

Wanting too much, but getting nothing.

Chi Yiyin glanced at the players, then turned around, calmly preparing to leave behind the screen.

When Jingcha heard the voice, she turned around, and the moment she saw Bailan, her eyes widened.

"Fuck!"

Exclaimed blurted out.

Jing Cha even rubbed her eyes in disbelief, almost thinking that this was another dream of a scheming dungeon.

"Is this a lie to me?! Bailan? That guy who gave up his ideals and his companions in exchange for wealth and honor is also like a bereaved dog?"

Red Bird was almost dizzy by Jingcha's shaking, and the congested head-down made him feel his head was buzzing—especially when Jingcha yelled so loudly, it made him feel that his ears were about to burst.

He quickly patted Jingcha on the back, motioning for Jingcha to put him down.

But before he could wait, Red Bird inadvertently raised his head and saw the scene behind the screen.

Red Bird: "...?"

"Either I'm blind, or I'm back in my dream."

The red bird said weakly: "The outside doesn't look like a coffee shop, but a church? Please tell me, is what I saw real?"

Red Bird felt that he was really too young just now to think that Jingcha had overreacted.

—Now he feels the same way!

Why is it like a dream that is ringing and ringing, and you can't wake up at all?

Is he real or fake now, is this a dream or reality? Or are they still sitting in the box?

No matter how many dungeons he has seen, or even checked the information over and over again for this dungeon, he is almost memorizing it by heart, but he has never seen this scene!

I haven't heard of any dungeon that can change places in the middle. What happened?

Red Bird felt that he was about to doubt the world.

But what surprised him even more was that he found that his calling system could not get a response, as if a stone had been thrown into the abyss, and there was a dead silence.

Red Bird:? ? ?

Chi Yiyin paused beside the red bird, and also saw the scene behind the screen.

His eyes were dark and deep.

Having seen the Golden Temple, he realized that maybe the changes here are also related to Li Sijun.

Li Sijun...

His eyes locked onto Li Sijun who was sitting quietly at the end of his field of vision, and countless guesses flashed in his mind and were denied.

Even in the game field, this man is too mysterious and powerful, almost like the omniscient and omnipotent **** in the legend, there is no place he cannot reach, and there is nothing he cannot do.

Maybe...if he finds out the truth about Li Sijun, he will be close to the core of the game field?

This thought suddenly flashed through Chi Yiyin's mind like lightning.

He was startled, then slowly smiled.

Chi Yiyin took another step, leaving the temporary safety behind the screen.

Holding a book in his hand, he walked firmly through the screaming carrion corpses, and walked calmly under the dome of the church, like a pope walking towards a king waiting to be crowned.

Anyone can see it.

The end of Chi Yiyin's journey...

It's Li Sijun.

There was still clanking in the lobby of the cafe, and there were constant cries of collapse and sounds of fighting.

And the rotting corpses rushing down the stairs on the second floor are already close at hand, like the pouring sea water, which will soon submerge the entire cafe.

That's why Chi Yiyin blew up hell.

—He wanted to use these rotting corpses to force the cafe to make a choice, and in the chaos, they were able to leave.

Everything is going according to Chi Yiyin's plan.

When the store manager saw the rotting corpse rushing towards him like a tsunami, he was even more angry when he was astonished.

"It seems that you have some troubles there."

The store manager raised his hand, slowly wiped the blood splattered on his lips, turned around and sneered at Li Sijun: "That little pet who helped you with chores seems to be an incompetent waste, turning the peaceful tomb into a fight with each other the **** of it, and it doesn't feel it."

Li Sijun, who was sitting in front of the bar, stroked his chin and pondered, then a smile appeared in his eyes.

"How do you know that it was a mistake made by the system, rather than a wave deliberately caused by another person?"

Li Sijun smiled: "At least now, when he enters the cafe again, he will find that you are not just a store manager."

"It's the gravekeeper of the soul."

The woman in the long skirt was stunned, and then her eyes were complicated: "Is this the kind of existence you indulged at first? He is approaching the core."

Li Sijun nodded happily: "I know."

The woman in the long skirt said coldly: "He will kill you, send a sharp blade into your heart, annihilate your soul, deprive you of your authority, and make you lose your kingdom forever."

Li Sijun smiled and groaned: "Why not?"

"If he has such ability, then why not send him my poor soul?"

"certainly."

Li Sijun tilted his head, and his eyes slowly deepened when he smiled: "My soul has a price. If he wants..."

"The selling price is an excellent performance. If you want to kill God, you must be qualified."

Li Sijun snorted coldly, then casually raised his finger and pointed in front of the store manager: "However, you probably have more things to do than care about me?"

As soon as the woman in the long skirt turned around, she met the rotting corpse that was leaping forward with its teeth and claws. The rotten flesh fell from its arms and chest, and was trampled into a sticky black and red ball by itself.

Countless carrion corpses rushed down the stairs, densely packed the cafe, making the originally spacious place crowded.

With the two swords in the hands of the woman in the long skirt, she seemed unable to resist.

The black cat, which had been squatting on her shoulder, watched all this indifferently, and then when the carrion reached out its hand to grab it, its long and powerful tail swung it with a "snap!".

Immediately, the tail was like a powerful whip, snapping off the corpse's arm.

The black cat supported the shoulders of the woman in the long skirt, stretched lazily and freely, then jumped off her shoulders lightly, and suddenly grew bigger when it landed.

When those golden eyes opened again, the black cat squatting gracefully on the spot was already more than one meter tall, and its golden vertical pupils looked like molten gold.

The black cat has gold armbands on its limbs, and complex and heavy delicate gold jewelry on its neck. There is a beautiful and rich emerald gemstone in the middle, which looks ancient and mysterious against the gold and black, noble and inviolable. .

The combination of animal coldness and lofty divinity has the power to bewitch people's hearts, and all those who look at those vertical pupils will unconsciously want to walk towards it.

It's like walking towards death and facing judgment.

The whole cafe has also undergone a huge change, it is no longer a cafe in a corner of the city.

Instead, it is a shinning shrine under the towering dome. Statues of goddesses and wings can be seen everywhere. On the murals, hearts and feathers are placed at both ends of the balance. The black cat sits on the side, watching the trial of death with cold eyes.

The guilty go to hell.

The innocent sleep in peace.

This place is somewhat similar to the golden temple that Chi Yiyin had seen before, but the difference is that this is not a temple of God.

But death's tribute.

Li Sijun watched all this with downcast eyes. In the completely changed cafe, only the bar counter and high chair he was on remained the same, and even the cup of coffee in his hand still exuded the curling heat.

Time and space seemed to stop around him, unable to take another step forward.

Li Sijun looked at Chi Yiyin behind the screen from a long distance above the Temple of Death.

He saw that Chi Yiyin's blue eyes were like a peaceful and lofty sky and sea, as if they could contain any sin and new life, so calm that nothing could break it.

Chi Yiyin walked through death and walked towards him.

No matter how difficult it was, Chi Yiyin never gave up a step, and was so unshakable.

At the moment when this cognition appeared in his mind, Li Sijun's heart rarely missed a beat, and there was nothing in his eyes except Chi Yiyin.

He is walking towards me, he is looking at me, wanting to explore my truth, to understand me more deeply.

Li Sijun thought to himself.

He loves me.

He doesn't believe in God, he hates the church, but he only treats me...he is after me.

That is not the believer's devout belief in the gods, but the soul's pursuit of the one he loves, as if he takes himself as the goal again, climbs all the difficulties, and moves forward without hesitation, and approaches firmly.

Li Sijun blinked his eyes slowly in a bewilderment, and a wonderful feeling that he had never felt before spread in his heart. The heart that had just stopped beating was injected with strength again, and the beating sound was solid and tenacious.

All the scenery and people in the field of vision are retreating rapidly, and Chi Yiyin is the only one left in front of him.

The youth's silver-gray hair fluttered in the air, and when it was blown by the strong wind, his blue eyes were dazzled. His slender and tall figure is like a sharp sword, splitting the cold death, and the miracle of Moses dividing the sea reappeared, allowing him to pass through death and reach the end.

And now there is only him in those eyes.

Li Sijun's breathing couldn't help but quickened, his eyelashes trembled, and the golden eyes were like broken water waves, ripples of broken gold.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Chi Yiyin who was gradually approaching, as if seeing the statue alive, coming down from the temple in the sky, coming for his crumbling world that was about to be broken.

The prophecy is true.

he thought.

Finally, there is a pure and bright soul that overcomes all difficulties and comes to me. He will kill me, he will be my salvation, he will be my soul.

Li Sijun stretched out his hand unconsciously, and slowly reached out to Chi Yiyin, as if expecting the other party to hold his hand and drag him out of this holy **** of death.

Chi Yiyin stared at Li Sijun not far away with good eyes. There was no panic in his steps, only the storm that was gradually brewing