What’s Wrong With Seeking Death?

"...In other words, the so-called bugs are also called 'abominations'."

A few minutes later, in the forest shrouded in red light, Xu Tuoran walked forward while thinking about the answer he just asked from the red pen: "To put it simply, it is a monster."

[Correct, only some of them can be counted as monsters. 】The pen of the pen fairy is lying in the box, spitting bubbles one after another, 【like that broken fox, or like that little broken flower sitting on your shoulder. 】

The little pink flower that was sitting on Xu Turan's shoulder shaking its roots looked up blankly, Xu Tuoran pressed its head back with one finger, and said casually: "Then you are not a monster?"

[I belong to another part, already close to the high-end existence of God. 】Speaking of this, the bubble of the pen fairy's pen immediately became very big, 【I am the omniscient god, the spy of fate, and the decryptor of time and space. I know everything...]

"What's my name?" Xu Tuoran didn't raise his head.

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

The all-knowing God fell silent.

It's not that it doesn't know. It's that it can't write. Xu Tuoran also tried to ask similar questions before, no matter how hard he tried, the answers he wrote would always become "口口口".

And not only the answer about Xu Tuoran's identity, but also some other words, such as "capable person", "brilliant level", "inclination"... all can't be written.

For example, it can tell Xu Tuoran that he is the "God of Omniscience", but it cannot make Xu Tuoran understand that omniscience is a tendency. Once it tries to explain, swathes of content are blocked. As for words directly related to her, such as "chaos" and "natural disasters", they were directly harmonized.

This made the omniscient **** feel very embarrassed. It originally wanted to take advantage of Xu Tueran's amnesia to make a fortune, but it turned out that Xu Tueran looked at it now as if he was looking at an artificial mentally retarded.

Xu Tuoran was not very surprised by this result. She silently digested what she had learned, and had a clearer understanding of her past self:

"I probably understand. I should be someone with special abilities. And you little monsters are all my little brothers."

The little pink flower sitting on the shoulder immediately applauded with its blades in coordination. The pen of the pen fairy spit out a few bubbles again:

[Correction, I'm not a monster. I am the all-knowing God. 】

Xu Tuoran happily ignored his words, and pointed to the backpack behind his back: "What about the other things in the box? What are they for?"

[Mud can make people dizzy. A fox is a hammer. I don't know about the singing pen, you can use it as a walkman first. 】The red pen answered perfunctorily, and then began to enlarge the font size, 【As for me! I am—]

"I know, I know, you know everything, and you will answer everything you ask." Xu Tuoran waved his hand casually. She's not stupid, we've chatted for so long, it's enough for her to figure out the characteristics of this red pen - as for whether what it answers is true or not, Xu Tuoran can't be sure. Either way, it's a source of information.

While speaking, she had already walked several hundred steps forward, and the red light became more obvious as she went deeper. Xu Tuoran caught a flash of light on the ground with sharp eyes, bent down, and picked up another brooch.

This time the brooch said [I don't want to live anymore]. Xu Tuoran turned his eyes slightly, and tried to pin it on the clothes, but just after hanging it, the writing on it gradually faded away.

…really.

She pursed her lips thoughtfully, and took off the brooch. After taking off the clothes, the black writing appeared again.

This is unknown how many times she repeated the experiment. Xu Tuoran vaguely understood what the purpose of this brooch was.

According to the man, an unsuitable brooch will disappear after picking it up, but it won't if it's through a glove. Xu Tuoran has already confirmed this, and it is the truth.

After several experiments, this rule has been further extended—there are two types of unsuitable brooches. One can be worn on the body, and the other cannot be worn on the body.

Those that cannot be worn are like the [I don't want to live anymore] she tried on just now, and it will fail immediately after wearing it. There are also [I hate Du Jianhua] and [I'm afraid of ghosts] of the same type.

The ones that can be worn are mostly inconsistent, but relatively wide-ranging characteristics.

For example, Xu Tuoran once picked up a [I am very irritable]. She tried to touch it directly with her hands, and the writing on the brooch disappeared immediately. In other words, this is different from her usual personality.

However, after the writing on the brooch recovered, she put it on again with gloves on. This time, the brooch was successfully worn on the clothes, and the handwriting did not fade.

And after wearing it, she didn't recall anything, and her temper really became a lot more irritable-it just so happened that the red pen was asking her for a joe, and she kept raising her self-worth, refusing to answer her questions directly. . Xu Tuoran couldn't control himself, and let out a fierce sound, which made Xiao Fenhua shrink back in fright.

Fortunately, she realized something was wrong in time, and quickly took off the [I'm very irritable] brooch, but more thoughts and guesses surfaced in her heart.

Combined with his own experience of repelling a **** bear with three brooches, Xu Tuoran became more and more certain that this thing would be a very good weapon if used well.

However, now the problem is. She has already picked up half of her backpack for her brooch. But I still haven't found something that is really related to me...

Even the omniscient God known as "omniscient" couldn't give an answer. This is somewhat sad.

Xu Tueran sighed indistinctly, knelt down and picked up another brooch and threw it into the bag. Suddenly noticing that there seemed to be something under the fallen leaves, he flicked it with his hands twice, and then frowned deeply.

Under the leaves, there is a red liquid that has dried up.

The liquid was very bright, not quite like human blood. It seemed to be in a strange state of being half wet and half solid. Exudes a faint fishy smell. Xu Tuoran tried to touch it with his fingers, and even through the gloves, he could feel a wave of heat.

The trail of red was linear, and the end was hidden under the pile of fallen leaves. Xu Tuoran pushed more leaves away, and as expected, he saw more red traces extending all the way into the distance.

Xu Tueran walked along, and the further he walked, the more he felt the little pink flowers on his shoulders trembling violently. She comforted by pointing at its flowers with her index finger, walked around a tall camphor tree, and suddenly caught a sudden silhouette out of the corner of her eye, and subconsciously raised her hand to protect it in front of her, and when she took a closer look, she suddenly stopped.

She saw something nailed to the thick tree trunk in front of her.

Technically, it should be a corpse, it's just unconventional...it's the corpse of a monster.

At first glance, the monster looked like a skinless prehistoric bird, as tall as a man. There are distorted fleshy wings on the back, and the body is similar to that of a human, except that there are two sets of arms on the waist and abdomen. The part that should be a human face is blurred, there are no facial features, and the mouth has a strange protrusion.

...and it wasn't even a whole corpse. It can be clearly seen that its body is half-stretched, and Xu Turan leaned over to take a closer look. The fracture has already dried up, and some traces of tearing can be seen.

"Is this also an 'abomination'?" She turned her head and looked at the motionless corpse of the monster seriously, "Is it 'dead'?"

Little Fenhua was so frightened that she hid under Xu Tuoran's hair. The pen of the pen fairy was lying in the silver box, shaking slightly uncontrollably, and the flagella on its body exploded. After a while, Fang gave a brief reply: 【Yes. 】

"Oh..." Xu Tuoran looked at it thoughtfully, "Why do you seem to be very scared?"

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

It was silent for a moment, and answered honestly: [Because the abomination should not die. 】

It has lived for so long, and the only exception it has seen is Xu Tuoran's lump of mud, a chaotic-level abomination. It actually doesn't know the cause of that guy's death, but it can probably guess that the other person's life has been interfered by a higher level existence. It was not "killed" to death. Instead, they were used to death.

But it's different now—Ben Xianzhi knows very well that the guy in front of it was "killed" to death. Like an ordinary living creature, it lost all its vitality due to a physical fatal attack...

This is so weird.

Not only strange, but also scary. A long-lost fear of facing death.

Xu Tuoran didn't know anything about the complicated psychological activities of Bi Xianzhi's pen at this moment. She only nodded slightly, with a bit of thought on her face. She concentrated on observing the huge corpse in front of her, and her gaze soon fell on the other's chest.

In that position was a short spear. That's what nailed it to the trunk. Xu Tueran took a closer look and found that the spear was actually made of stone, with a smooth surface covered with a wave-like pattern. Looks like it should come from the stone itself.

After pondering for a while, she put the box containing the Pen Fairy's pen on the ground, held the short spear with both hands, and began to pull it out forcefully—she thought it would take a lot of effort, but she didn't expect that it was only two times. It successfully pulled the thing out of the trunk.

The cold weapon slowly came out of the monster's body, making a small sound. Xu Tuoran clenched the corners of his mouth, and carefully pulled it out completely. The unsupported monster fell to the ground with a thud, turning into fine pieces of meat and scattered all over the floor. The body seemed to have dried up long ago, leaving no trace of blood.

Xu Tuoran exhaled, took out the paper towel that he carried with him, carefully wiped the short stone spear in his hand, and looked at it while wiping. The pen of the Bixian next to him was completely stupid, and it took a while to find his own handwriting:

【What are you doing? 】

"Touch the corpse." Xu Tuoran said it as a matter of course, "This weapon looks easy to use."

And the abomination is said to be not easy to die. The monster died here. Regardless of the venue, this weapon might be the key.

Speaking of which, why is it made of stone... Xu Tuoran tilted his head to look at the stone spear in his hand, and suddenly remembered that there is actually another thing made of stone in this camphor forest.

gravel road. The gravel road marked as "safe" in the guidebook.

...Never mind, the colors of these two things look quite similar. I just don't know if the gravel on the gravel road has the same pattern.

Xu Tueran looked at the stone spear in front of him, and silently decided to go back to the gravel road to take a look. Then he turned his gaze to the fine pieces of meat scattered on the ground.

The pen of the pen fairy is already numb: [... What do you want to do? 】

"Didn't you say that the lump of mud is also the corpse of a monster?" Xu Tuoran carefully stretched out his hand towards the lump of meat, "Will this thing be useful... Hiss, it's so hot!"

As soon as her fingers touched the meat, she was immediately burned and retracted her fingers. Looking at the plastic gloves on his hands, the fingertips were already black.

Can the brush of the pen fairy not be hot? This is a natural disaster, and he was also a decent person in his lifetime. From what it reads, it's still the type that specializes in arson.

But Xu Tueran didn't ask, and it didn't bother to say anything, it just urged Xu Tueran to leave quickly. The latter always felt that it was a loss to just leave it alone, squatting on the ground and staring at the pieces of meat.

After another two seconds, she slowly raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on Bixian Zhibi beside her.

Pen Fairy's Pen: ...?

? ? ?

After another ten seconds.

Xu Tuoran held the pen of the pen fairy and the singing pen in one hand at the same time, as if using chopsticks, put the last square piece of meat into the silver box, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, let's take this first."

She used the box that contained the mud lumps, and picked up about seven or eight. I can't take any more left.

She carefully closed the box and put it in her bag. On the other side, the two pens that had been used as chopsticks for a while were completely paralyzed—there was nothing serious about the pens, except that the shells had been somewhat melted away.

The pen of the pen fairy is lying in its own box, blowing an ink bubble helplessly. The bubble hit the key of the singing pen, and it shattered with a loud sound. Suddenly, music floated out of the singing pen, and the singing of "Forget You" echoed faintly in the forest.

"Shut up." Xu Tuoran leaned over and pressed the close button neatly. Put the singing pen back in two or three times, and took out the map again.

"Let me see, if you want to go back to the gravel road..."

Pen Fairy's Pen:…

[Wait, I suddenly thought of something. ] It suddenly started spitting bubbles continuously, 【You could just wrap those pieces of meat in mud and pick them up! Anyway, it doesn't know pain! If it doesn't work, you poke it with a spear! 】

Why do you have to use these two pens as chopsticks? Look at burning people!

"I know." Xu Tuoran studied the map without raising his head, "I just want to see if I mess you up, and if you will show aggressiveness towards me."

She closed the map and nodded towards the pen of the pen fairy: "Very well, it seems that I don't have to think about keeping you to feed the **** bear. This is a good thing."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and picked up the pen box on the ground, held it in his hand, and took it away.

Let the pen of the pen fairy lie in the box, roll slightly, and sluggishly spit out a bubble.

The map cannot point out the location of the gravel road. Xu Tuoran could only think of another method.

The pen of the pen fairy is useless. It keeps saying that this place is of a high level and unfathomable. What it can read is limited, in other words, it cannot guide the way. He was sincerely presented by Xu Tuoran with the sentence "What's the use of you".

On the contrary, the little pink flower who had been sitting on her shoulder voluntarily slid down her arm, tugged at Xu Tuoran's trouser leg, and offered to lead her the way.

Seeing that it was so active, Xu Turan simply followed it. At first, I was worried that the little guy would be taken directly to its adults, but I didn't expect to follow all the way, and I really returned to the gravel road.

Not only that, but looking forward along the road, you can also see the faint outline of the building. Xu Tuoran reckoned that it might be the "Tree Roots Museum" marked on the map.

As soon as he approached the gravel road, the filter-like red light dissipated immediately, and the field of vision returned to normal colors, and no brooches could be found on the ground. Xu Tuoran stepped on the path while observing the ground, turned his head to look, only to find that the little pink flower leading the way was still standing on the side of the road, shaking the leaves, looking very scared.

"..." Xu Tuoran lowered his head to look at the gravel below, and asked tentatively, "Can't you come up?"

Little Fenhua nodded solemnly.

"Then what about this?" Xu Tuoran stretched out his hand towards it again. The little pink flower happily opened the leaves, and immediately climbed up along Xu Tuoran's palm, all the way to her shoulders, and sat down comfortably.

In other words, you can't touch it directly... Xu Tuoran squatted down and carefully observed the paving stones. Sure enough, from the side of the stone, I found some lines similar to those on the stone spear.

The key point is still the stone. So-called "bugs" are afraid of these stones. They can deal a fatal blow to "bugs".

Xu Tuoran had a conclusion in his heart, but he still wanted to verify it. His eyes turned and fell on Bixian Zhibi beside him.

The flagella on the latter exploded again, and a line of bubbles spit out immediately:

【I know what you're thinking. Let me emphasize again, you bought me for 800,000 yuan. 】

Xu Tuoran: "..."

"Can you see my thoughts?" She raised her eyebrows slightly.

【cannot. 】Pen Xian Zhibi said honestly, 【But I can guess. 】

It's nothing more than wanting to throw that abominable prop on the gravel road to see the effect... I haven't eaten pork, hasn't it been slaughtered like a pig!

[About these stones, they are part of this place. I can't give you an exact answer. But if you really want to experiment, I suggest you use a singing pen. It is yours for free, no money required. 】

Xu Tuoran: "..."

That's all. There is no need to try.

Seeing the appearance of this pen, Xu Tuoran can be sure that he guessed it right.

No wonder the gravel road is considered a safe range... I just don't know if the effect of the gravel is only for "bugs".

Also, what does "a person who may be parasitized by bugs" mean. Is it someone like her? But the gravel road obviously didn't work for her?

Xu Tuoran frowned slightly, feeling that there were still many questions to be answered. She looked forward again, struggling for two seconds between the two options of "Go back to the woods and continue looking for brooches" and "Go and have a look first", and chose the latter based on the principle of proximity.

The tree root museum looks close, but it still takes a lot of effort to actually walk there. But for some reason, the closer he got, the more Xu Tuoran could feel the excitement of the little pink flower on his shoulder.

"Why? Don't tell me your adults are here." Xu Tuoran looked at it amusedly, panting slightly because of the rush. After finally coming to the museum, she raised her eyes and looked forward, her expression suddenly startled.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a low "wow".

This root museum... is really all about roots.

The roots of the trees have grown outside, like huge tentacles, wrapping the two-storey building airtight, and the walls cannot be seen at all. The strongest roots are at least as thick as two Xu Tuoran's, and the surface is still agitating slightly, making a deafening sound like a heartbeat.

How should I put it... Well, it looks very alive.

There is also a sign in front of the museum. Xu Tuoran went over to take a look, and saw that it was written in red paint: [Because of malicious damage by insects, the museum is urgently closed for maintenance. Temporarily closed, please be considerate of tourists. 】

The handwriting is not yet dry, it seems that it was written not long ago, a piece of paper is pinned with a thumbtack under the lacquer writing, and on the paper is crooked black handwriting:

[A bug is urgently wanted. The appearance is characterized by a human body and tree legs, and carries several small black plastic flower pots with him. If so, please return to a safe area in time and inform the first black bear suit staff member you encounter. 】

[The bug is very vicious. Please be sure to cooperate with all tourists, thank you. 】

Below the text, there are stick figures with pictures. Looks like a human-faced spider wearing lots of soda can shoes. Xu Tueran frowned and looked at the picture, obviously thinking it was quite funny, but for some reason, he just couldn't laugh.

"At first, I wanted to see if there were any clues. It seems that I can only forget it." Xu Tuoran suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart, and let go of the paper in his hand. Turning around and wanting to leave, the little pink flower on the shoulder suddenly jumped down, and jumped around Xu Tuoran for a while, suddenly seemed to be sure of something, grabbed Xu Tuoran's trousers, and kept pointing in one direction.

Xu Tuoran: "?"

She was baffled, but she still followed and went around to the back of the Tree Roots Museum. Afterwards, the little pink flower started to circle in an open space, using its two small leaves to lift up the fallen leaves, as if it was looking for something.

Its current location is outside the range of red light, and it is said that there will be no brooches here. Xu Tuoran keenly noticed a strange color under the pile of fallen leaves, and hurried over.

Sweeping away the large pile of fallen leaves, what is revealed is not a brooch, but a flower.

A small pink flower. It looks very similar to the one next to me, except that the flower disc is smaller, and there are only flowers and no other parts.

Also won't move.

When Xiao Fenhua saw that thing, she immediately reached out to ask for it. Xu Tuoran handed the flower to it, looked down again, and found another thing.

The pile of fallen leaves in this place is slightly bulging.

Her heart moved, and she continued to dig up the fallen leaves. The more she dug, the more frightened she became - the accumulated leaves in this place were far thicker than she had imagined. No matter how much she pulled away, there was always a thick layer underneath. See.

…The brooches that Xu Tuoran picked up before were only hidden on the surface of fallen leaves. It was the first time she was aware of this thickness issue.

Not only that... She also clearly felt that the lower the leaves, the weirder the touch.

It was cold and wet even through the gloves, and it was slightly slippery. Is this the touch a leaf should have?

This place, isn't there really no soil at all? Is everything built on fallen leaves?

Xu Tuoran clenched the corners of her mouth because of this guess, and at this moment, she finally felt a hard touch from her fingers.

It is flat, smooth, and the surface feels like silk, as if it is wrapped by something... Xu Tuoran hurriedly increased his strength, and finally managed to dig out something from there.

It was a square object, wrapped in a woman's silk scarf, with a rough knot tied on the side, and slightly uneven at the bottom. Xu Tuoran carefully put the thing on the ground, and looked at the Immortal Eyebrush: "Can you tell what it is?"

[Sealed box] The pen of the pen fairy spit bubbles slowly, [old style. At least five years ago. Damn, I slept like this back then. 】

Xu Tuoran automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, and stretched out his hand to untie the silk scarf. Inside was a silver box.

In addition to the box, there is also a broken branch, and the broken end of the branch is still covered with obvious scorched black marks. Next to the branch, there are two brooches.

Xu Tueran picked it up and took a look, only to see two lines of words on the brooch:

[I am a monster. 】

[I like mouth to mouth. 】

Xu Tuoran: "..."

My friend, your taste is unique enough.

She curled her lips, carefully put the two pieces aside, and then picked up the broken branch: "Is the scorching mark on it caused by the box?"

【Um. ] Bixian Zhibi gave an affirmative answer, 【Mostly he wanted to pry the box, but he didn't. 】

"Because I couldn't open it, so I buried it back..." Xu Tuoran picked up the sealed box and looked at it, "Why did he want to open this? Is there his companion in it?"

【no. ] Bixian Zhibi dutifully replied, 【This box is not closed. 】

Have you never eaten pork and been imprisoned as a pig? It can be seen at a glance that the box is not in a sealed state at all.

Xu Tuoran nodded clearly, and casually opened the box in front of him.

There is only one piece of paper inside.

The paper looked old and yellowed. There are hurried and crowded handwriting on it, although it is scribbled, it can still be seen somewhat delicately:

[I don't know what kind of situation you were in when you saw this paper. The following is just to remind myself, and others like me. You can choose to take this paper away or keep it, but don't modify it indiscriminately to mislead others. Please spread the word as much as possible to other scavengers who are also looking for themselves. 】

[If you were not forced to stay here by Hei Xiong, congratulations. Hurry up and go home. If you are unfortunate enough to be left here, please keep the following in mind:

[All important things, all written on paper! Important memories will be lost as brooches, including everything you've explored here, and everything you've recovered. There is no end to loss, and it is only a matter of time to forget, so it must be written down with paper! 】

[Don't worry about the content you wrote down will be tampered with, Big Bear doesn't have this ability. But be careful not to let them discover your records. They are forcibly taken and destroyed, as are important brooches, which must be hidden. 】

[Most brooches are duplicates. The more of a certain quality an individual possesses, the more brooches of the same type will be produced. But there are also very few brooches that are unique, and these are the things they fear. 】

【You can't use abilities you don't know about, but they still exist. You can try to figure them out in other ways. Just before you have absolute certainty, be sure to hide it. When loss doesn't stop us from using abilities, they may take more drastic measures. 】

[You may find that you can wear a label that does not match you through certain methods. Don't do this lightly! Especially all the negative labels, it won't bring you back to yourself, it will only amplify your hidden emotions and dark side! 】

[According to current observations, most of the names you can see, except your own, belong to people who are no longer here, or people who have recovered their names. Some names are not necessarily derived from real people, but from brooches (guess). No one can help you find the name but yourself. 】

[The name can be worn at will. But don't wear any name with the character [临]. This provokes additional hostility from the bear. Ice Bear will also refuse to serve you. I don't know why, but it's important. 】

[The end of the gravel road is not an exit. Because it has no end. 】

[Bugs are monsters. Between humans and monsters, black bears will attack monsters first. The premise is that you have to guarantee that you are an individual. 】

[Black bears have their own range of activities. Starting from the Tree Roots Museum, the deeper the black bears are, the more ferocious they are, both in ability and appearance. If you are targeted and hunted down, try to keep a distance, and it will automatically abandon you after leaving its range of activities. 】

[Black bears within a similar range can communicate with each other. Sometimes they get together and launch a siege. Be sure to run before they congregate. 】

[Polar bears don't attack people. But if you attack them, they will complain to the black bear. If there are only white bears in a facility, you can stay there with peace of mind. A black bear appears, you better run. 】

【If you encounter a monster in the woods, run away too. They are not harmless. The gravel road is safe. Neither monsters nor bears can go on gravel roads. 】

[Black bears can turn into white bears. A white bear cannot turn into a black bear. When the number of white bears increases to a certain level, they will disappear collectively. Black bear populations will be replenished. I still don't understand the mechanism of the change. 】

[The white bears before disappearing will collectively go to the deepest part of the forest. I don't know what they're doing there. If you have a chance, it's best to go and see it. 】

[The silver box containing the paper can cause damage to the big bear. It is recommended that you take it with you. If you choose to take only the box, please help to leave the paper in a safe place. 】

[Finally, please recall how long you have been here. If you can't recall the exact date, please stop me when you meet me. We are likely to be one of a kind. My map number is 13940, female, tall. Often in the teahouse and its surrounding areas. 】