Yiren's non-human chat group

"Come on, laugh quickly, laugh quickly, let me see what laughter is and why so many people can't laugh..."

"Is it so difficult to laugh? Why are you all unwilling to cooperate? If you don't laugh, then I'm here to help you..."

Seeing Buxiao's blade finger getting closer and closer to his face, even though it was not his face that was cut, Xiao Yiren could not help but tremble mentally.

Although he had been trained for a period of time, Xiao Yiren still couldn't stand such a perverted scene.

Xiao Yiren really has some doubts about not smiling. In the original work, the behavior of these guys is also quite inexplicable. I don’t know whether they are humans or ghosts.

Take the guy in front of you as an example. Call him a human, but water is a human. His twisted posture makes even a ghost feel ashamed. Call him a ghost. What flows out of his broken mouth

And it is indeed his blood.

It's obviously different from the group of things inside the door, which is quite strange.

Of course, these things are not the real focus of Xiao Yiren's attention.

The enemy doesn't care whether he is a human or a ghost, as long as he is dead and has no way to become a monster, then he is a good enemy.

No longer trying to control the puppet that had been completely imprisoned, Xiao Yiren raised his sight infinitely, and his sight instantly swept across the strange people laughing wildly inside the door, and a suspicion gradually emerged in his mind.

"All of these appeared after Buxiao smashed the door. I didn't expect that I would clean up so vigorously and there would be so many fish that slipped through the net."

"It seems to be correct. After the breath of despair enters the door, it forms a ghost of despair. The part that can be digested directly enhances my strength, and the part that cannot be digested becomes these guys."

When Xiao Yiren thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

Because if you think about it this way, when you look at the group of things below, Xiao Yiren will always think of some yellow sticky sticks.

If you really count it like this, aren't they just a group of Yoneden Communists...

Shaking the door panel and throwing aside these messy thoughts for the time being, Xiao Yiren glanced around at the monsters that were gradually becoming transparent in the sharp laughter, as well as Xia Tian, ​​who had been hiding in the corner shivering since Buxiao appeared, and felt a little bit in his heart.

Somewhat unhappy.

"It seems that even after my filtering, these despairs still have some characteristics of their original owners. After the original owners came, they could still control them to a certain extent."

"Even forming some relatively independent ghosts..."

"According to the original work, many things are not explained clearly, but the protagonist of the original work is just a human from the beginning to the end. Even if there are countless ghosts around him, he has provided fusion materials countless times to help these ghosts advance. These are about

The ghosts themselves probably know the most about the internal digestive tract of ghosts..."

…

Xiao Yiren's observation has basically ended, and Buxiao's crazy words have basically finished.

At this time, Xiao Yiren's puppet had been pulled out of shape by the sharp blade in Buxiao's hand.

Dense knife marks were spread across every corner of his body, and the children's clothes he originally wore were cut into pieces of rags that could not be spliced ​​together.

And because there is no control from Xiao Yiren, the puppet's eyes are as empty as a doll at this moment. Combined with the current situation, it looks like it has been spoiled.

It seems that just because Xiao Yiren's puppet didn't respond for a long time, Nabuxia seemed to be tired of playing with it.

I saw five blade-shaped fingers on each hand stuck together tightly, while his other hand directly grabbed the blades of these five fingers, and then pulled forward violently.

This moment was incredible, Buxiao actually pulled out his entire left arm.

The five sharp claws juxtaposed seemed to have transformed into a long spear head, and the completely skinny arm under his wide hospital gown was like a gun shaft made of white bones, which he held directly in his hand.

"You know? I once read a book."

"There is a person in the book who is tied up like you just like you."

"The book says that he bore everyone's sins and saved everyone. In this way, everyone will go to heaven after death."

"Hahahahaha——"

When he said this, he stopped smiling and showed a sick smile. In other words, this smile was even more sick than the sick smile just now.

He had a ferocious smile on his face, turned his face 30 degrees to look at the puppet hanging high in the air, as if hanging on a cross, and his eyes seemed to be shining.

"I yearned for it very much, really, I really yearned for it. Then my father found my book and killed me with his own hands."

"Then I succeeded. I succeeded in reaching heaven, but I also failed because it was not his heaven, but my father's heaven."

"Then my father told me that he does not exist. There is only one paradise in this world, and that is my father's paradise."

"I was desperate at that time, you know?"

The white bone spear in Buxiao's hand was slowly raised by him. His excited words gradually became calmer, but inexplicably, Xiao Yiren felt a great chill in this calmness.

"But gradually I did find that in despair, my clothes were actually dyed red. I killed my brothers, sisters, and younger brothers. I became a red-coat and was thrown out by my father to collect experimental materials."

"That was my surprise discovery. My abilities actually evolved. Someone told me from somewhere that my hand turned into the Spear of Longinus."

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"It's not that he doesn't exist, it's just that he hasn't arrived yet. It's just that I haven't found him yet."

As the joke continued, the spear in his hand got closer and closer to Xiao Yiren's puppet.

"So kill him, kill him with the gun in my hand, kill those who long for redemption, kill those who redeem others, as long as I kill him one day, I will definitely be able to enter the real paradise,

I can definitely escape from my father’s paradise..."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "He will definitely forgive me, right?, right..."

"Hahahahaha, quack quack—"

As the narrative reaches the end, the tip of Buxiao's so-called Lance of Longinus has completely reached Xiao Yiren's chest.

But just when the sharp blade was about to pierce Xiao Yiren's heart, a terrifying scream broke through the sky first.

The flames of eating meat are burning everywhere like erupting magma.

Those monsters that were illusory and transparent and had a shape similar to the one without a smile were all burned up in an instant.

The laughter that continued to surround him suddenly stopped.

The puppet imprisoned in the air lost the power of restraint and fell directly from the air.

The puppet itself was badly damaged, and Xiao Yiren had already withdrawn the power he used to support it. When it fell from the air, it was like a ceramic doll and was directly smashed into rubble on the ground.

Seeing this, Buxiao showed a look of astonishment.

Xiao Yiren was also surprised by the current situation, but his surprise was different from not smiling.

You must know how scared Xia Tian was just now, it was obvious to all. That kind of fear was definitely deep in his bones.

Xiao Yiren very much suspected that this guy's fear and despair should have turned some of them into monsters similar to those before. This also explained why the number of those monsters that didn't look like smiles just now was still so high after Xiao Yiren had experienced many times of eradication.

many.

However, based on the previous self-report of Buxiao, Xiao Yiren strongly suspected that the adopted sons and daughters of the thirty-odd families in Xingfu Community had all experienced the torture of this guy, which was why Xia Tian was so afraid of this guy.

Moreover, this guy didn't know what means he used to subcontract these children to these perverts, freaks, sadists, or all kinds of perverts for further torture.

Thinking of the method used by the director of the Xinhai City Mental Hospital where this guy was to collect and create research materials, such as the experience and behavior of the ghost fetus in the original work, Dr. Gao and others, Xiao Yiren felt that it was possible to break the story.

This guy was probably following his so-called father's orders to create "patients" while looking for the so-called Jesus who had not yet arrived, and then he caused a series of things that now affected Xiao Yiren in Xingfu Community.

When he thought of this, Xiao Yiren couldn't help but feel a little pity in his eyes when he looked at this guy.

Is the voice in this guy's heart really what he calls his heart? Is it really the so-called "someone speaking from somewhere"?

I'm afraid that's not necessarily the case...

You have to know that too many chess players think that what they do is really out of their own hearts...

"But that's about it."

Glancing at the traces of the evil ghost on the door that were almost completely gone, Xiao Yiren activated his spirit and began to make final preparations.

"I don't allow such awesome people to exist in my door..."

…

But the one who was not smiling obviously did not notice the situation here. The shock on his face immediately disappeared, and he put on that smile again that was uglier than crying.

"Is it actually fake?"

The teeth and jaw that had been smashed before were instantly restored, and the Gun of Longinus in his hand was directly restored to his left arm. Looking not far away, it looked like a crazy burning gas tank, spitting out.

Flame Summer smiled and said:

"But it doesn't matter, just let the ceremony go through again..."

For Buxiao, even if there are more evil ghosts of Xia Tian's level, it doesn't mean much.

But he just took over a door. Without the power of the door, even the red clothes would be incomplete. This kind of thing is really easy for him to solve.

And even if it can't be solved, just exit the door at the right time. This new door owner basically has very limited control over the door.

There is basically no good way to deal with the evil totem that can destroy, open, or suppress the door.

If it doesn't work once, do it twice. If it doesn't work twice, do it three times. He has done this kind of thing many times. Be patient...

But his smile didn't last long.

With the sound of "bang", visible to the naked eye, the smile on Buxiao's face suddenly turned stinky.

He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the closed door, with doubts and confusion in his eyes.

"That's not right, this isn't right."

"How could it be so fast..."

But before he could think further, the blazing flames burned directly in front of him.

The flames, as thick as blood, instantly exploded as soon as they touched Buxiao's bloody clothes. The sparks that filled the sky were like countless fires, directly surrounding Buxiao and almost burning him from head to toe.

Seeing this, Buxiao quickly responded.

The sharp laughter formed a storm, instantly dispersing the oncoming flames. The sharp blade in his hand suddenly slipped, and four blood stains visible to the naked eye were ripped out of the empty air in front of him.

The blood stain quickly extended forward, pointing directly at Xia Tian, ​​who was roaring and howling crazily not far away.

But the next moment, something happened again that made Buxiao dumbfounded.

I saw that the originally flat ground was twisted up like a twist, and the sky and the earth were instantly turned upside down.

The originally empty world turned directly into a huge mess, and the thick earth and rocks crushed the bloody traces he tore into pieces.

At the same time, the jagged ceiling directly crushed his entire body together.

The sudden change was something I never thought of.

He has met many sect masters, including novices and veterans.

And he has fought with most of them.

In battle after battle, he also summed up his own set of experiences. He learned to use his terror and despair to penetrate the world inside the door from the inside.

He learned to use the evil ghost totem to break open the door and kill the door owner who could not borrow the power of the door.

But this was the first time he saw someone using the world inside the door to crush him.

To control every detail of the world inside the door so precisely, is this really something that a half-dressed red man, or even a red-coated man, can do?

"No~"

As if thinking about his own ending, Buxiao's always-smiling face finally showed a different expression.

He has not yet pierced the heart of Jesus with the spear of Longinus, he has not yet been redeemed, and his sins have not yet been borne.

He has not yet qualified to go to the real heaven.

He can't disappear just yet, he doesn't want to stay in his father's paradise...

But all his will was not enough to stay at a certain moment.

With the whole world literally spinning.

The entire world shrank instantly, and the world inside the door seemed to be transformed into a huge meat grinder that only targeted the non-smiling. The thick earth was carefully divided into countless crushing modules, and each component was processed at a different speed.

, twisting and turning crazily along multiple angles.

In the blink of an eye, he was torn into countless pieces without a smile, and the blood-red hospital clothes were scattered everywhere.

Looking at the bloody hospital clothes scattered on the ground, Xiao Yiren slowly restored the world inside the door to its original appearance.

He looked at the two red hearts falling on the ground and was speechless for a moment...