After Crossing Through Ten Worlds, I Failed To Run Away

    Huo Wuling was still smiling when she mentioned that half of her heart was gouged out, as if she had no intention of blaming Ji Ning.

    Herinos moved for a while after hearing the words, and looked at Huo Wuling with scrutiny. , raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, it started from here."

      exist.

    Exactly the same as Huo Wuling's spiritual world, this is the grocery store.

    The gramophone was playing melodious music, the lights were dim, and the goods were everywhere, which seemed peaceful and warm. Exudes a strong **** smell.

    A corpse was lying on the ground, it was a middle-aged man, and the other corpse was lying on the sofa. flowed out.

    "tick, tick..."

    Head bowed, face hidden in shadows, no expression shown.

    The strong fishy smell made Ji Ning a little dizzy, he remembered what Huo Wuling had told him before, that he was picked up from the orphanage by his adoptive father, and the two depended on each other for life. However, his adoptive father was unfortunately killed by someone who entered the store and robbed him, and Huo Wuling killed this man again.

    But Ji Ning did not expect that Huo Wuling had blood on his hands at this age. At this time, he seemed to be only seven or eight years old, and then the picture suddenly jumped and distorted and changed again. It became a different scene, a street outside the grocery store.

    Compared to the streets in the spiritual world that are shrouded in rainy nights, the scenes in the fantasy world are much more normal, the setting sun is falling, pedestrians are hurrying, and cars are coming and going on the street, exuding dust and The smell of car exhaust.

    The black-haired boy was walking on the sidewalk with a schoolbag on his back, his back looked thin and lonely, out of tune with the hustle and bustle of the city, without the company of elders, and without any peers around him. He has only himself.

    The child who wore the same school uniform as the boy ran over with a laugh, but when they saw the boy, they all froze and walked past him with their heads bowed timidly , even hesitant to go around in a big circle, avoiding him is like avoiding the plague.

    The boy had no expression on his face and walked forward calmly.

    When passing the window of the bakery, he stood outside and looked for a while, but the bakery clerk couldn't sit still, and quickly put a piece of bread in the bag and put it outside the store , sent the boy away quickly, and even confiscated the money, because he didn't want to say anything to the boy.

    “…”

    The black-haired boy was still quiet, picked up the bag without saying a word, and stuffed a little money under the door.

    He went back to the door of the grocery store, opened the locked door with the key, and turned on the gramophone. Accompanied by the cold female voice, he curled up on the sofa, drank some cold water, and ate After half a loaf of bread, he sat motionless until late at night, completely immersed in the darkness of the night.

    The screen continues to jump, the boy has grown up, he is tall and straight, wearing a refreshing school uniform, his eyebrows are beautiful and gentle, he is a rare handsome boy, his lips are always pouting. Wu's smile, anyone who sees him has to look twice.

    "Crack..."

    But in the next second, he tore the envelope, under the girl's unbelievable gaze, he laughed, spread his hands innocently, and said, "Just give up, like I-"

    His voice became very soft.

    "You will die."

    The girl's face turned pale, and the friend who accompanied the girl from a distance saw this scene, and immediately rushed forward to hug the girl and scolded the boy loudly, but the boy just laughed He smiled, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and left, leaving only a fluttering sentence.

    "Be careful these days. You are all."

    In a few days, the girl fell down the stairs and smashed her ankle. Her friend was also hit by a basketball in gym class and suffered a slight concussion.

    The friend cried and told her boyfriend that they were all cursed by the teenager. , One by one lying on the ground tossing around, but the young man just clapped his hands lightly and looked down at them condescendingly.

    "Shouldn't I be thankful?"

    He said: "If I hadn't tore the letter, she would have died. And you, don't trouble me again, or you will end in the same way."

    Two days later, the teenager was sitting in the grocery store with his legs crossed, drinking coffee while browsing news on his mobile phone, and inadvertently saw the news that the boy had been seriously injured and fell into a coma because of his courageous actions.

    The boy sneered and swiped the page, but the screen suddenly fell into darkness, and a line of bright red words appeared on it, saying—

    "Congratulations on becoming a new player to the game."

    A **** hand stretched out from the screen, grabbed the boy's neck, and pulled him in. With a "pop", the phone fell to the ground, and more text followed. Scroll out.

    "A new round of players: Huo Wuling."

    The ensuing picture became more chaotic, with ghosts overlapping, and even the figures and scenery became distorted and blurred.

    In the many phantoms, the teenager traveled through one world after another and completed various death missions. The people around him kept changing, some wanted to befriend him, some were in Using him, or even betraying him or plotting against him, no matter what they thought about the boy, they all died in the end, and only the boy survived alone.

    He also won the favor of the game executives, and named him to enter a more advanced game copy.

    In this game, the teenager killed a lot of people and was chased by many people, but his expression did not change from beginning to end, he was still full of smiles, but when he was alone occasionally, his There will be a hint of lowness in the eyebrows.

    Later, he raised a black cat, which he picked up from a certain world. Since then, he began to develop the habit of picking up small animals and picked them up one after another I have a lot of them and keep them in their own space, but they don't live long, and they always die inexplicably. Only this black cat persisted tenaciously.

    "Oh, so boring..."

    The boy raised his legs on the table, the black cat was walking around him, he put his hands on the back of the sofa, looked up at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly said to himself language.

    "Why don't you pick up a ghost and come back to play?"

    So he came to the Ten Thousand Ghosts, caught a glimpse of Ji Ning among the countless ghosts, and brought him back.

    Although Ji Ning didn't stay in Wangui Pit for a long time, his soul was also damaged, he almost lost the ability to speak, he could only utter simple syllables, even his own Can't even say the name.

    The young man teased the pale and slender Specter, slid his fingertips across his lower jaw, and said with a smile, "Can't speak? Then let me call you a little mute?"

    Jining shook her head and wanted to tell the boy his name by writing, but the boy didn't seem to care what his name was, and just pretended that Ji Ning didn't say anything and patted it with a smile He clapped his hands and said, "That's settled, I'll call you Little Mute in the future. I like this name."

    After bringing back the ghosts, the teenager checked the feeding method, saying that the ghosts must eat human flesh and blood to restore their strength, so he killed a few people who were malicious to him and brought them back Space, threw the stump in front of him and said, "Eat it."

    Jining shook her head vigorously again, of course he couldn't eat people, but the young man thought he just didn't like eating dead flesh, so he arrested a few more living people, but Ji Ning still wouldn't eat it.

    After being repeatedly rejected, the young man's smile finally faded, he stared blankly at his Specter for a long time, until Ji Ning showed a little scared expression, he finally smiled again He got up, reached out and patted Ji Ning's hair, and said very kindly.

    "He's such a picky eater."

    He cut his wrist, let out a gush of blood, put it to Ji Ning's lips, and patiently coaxed him: "Drink it. I use my blood to nourish you, you should always No complaints, right?"

    This time, Ji Ning finally had no way to refuse, so he slowly leaned in and drank it. The young man stroked his hair and back of his neck with satisfaction, as if he was grooming a pet.

    Afterwards, the teenager brought back quite a few ghosts. They were not as obedient as Ji Ning. They were all very vicious and violent.

     After several times, these Specters finally learned to be good and learned to listen to him. At the same time, they have to listen to Ji Ning. Although Ji Ning is not the strongest among them, Huo Wu What Ling liked the most, he wanted them all to listen to Ji Ning's words.

    I don’t know if it’s because the ghosts gather too much and the yin is too heavy. The black cat who has been accompanying the boy has finally died, and the appearance of death is ugly. into strange shapes.

    "It looks like you won't be here long..."

    The boy picked up the black cat's corpse and opened a strange space. Inside was a gloomy cemetery with no end in sight. He walked in with the black cat's corpse, Ji Ning and the other ghosts followed. Behind him, formed a circle, watching him bury the black cat's body in the soil.

    "Let's play a game."

    The black-haired boy clapped his hands, and when he stood up again, a smile appeared on his face again. Open your mouth.

    "Hide and seek, I'll be a ghost, you will be caught by me, now I'm blindfolded and count to a hundred, you can hide wherever you want."

                                      But at the moment of getting close, it disappeared into ashes.

    The rest of the Specter were scattered, Ji Ning also turned to leave, found a large tombstone, and crouched down behind it.

    "Three, two, one..."

    Counting to the last number, the teenager opened his eyes and looked around. Under the gray sky, there were densely packed tombstones, but no one was seen.

    He tilted his head, but he didn't start looking. Instead, he closed the space and left without hesitation.

    For a long time, this space was not opened again, until more than two months later, the teenager dragged a few skeletons and opened the door, but he was startled when he entered here startled.

    He met the boy's eyes, walked out slowly, and in a hoarse voice, spit out a few words: "Now, do I win?"

    "..." The boy said nothing, looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Why don't you leave?"

    "I'm here," Li Gui said slowly, "wait for you to find me."

    "...Sorry, I've been looking for it for too long." The boy raised the corners of his lips, a gentle smile appeared in his dark eyes, stepped forward to hold Li Gui's cold hand, and said, " You won, my little mute."

    He paused and smiled again: "You have learned to speak a long time ago, I shouldn't call you that again, I haven't asked your name, what is your name?"

    "Ji, Ning. My name is... Ji Ning."

    "Okay, Ningning." The boy held his face and put a kiss on his forehead, "I'll call you Ningning in the future."