Host, stop: You are cannon fodder, not a villain.

Putting his nails into the palm of his hand, Su Wujing closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw a bloody battlefield. He held the knife and kept raising and lowering it. Countless sharp blades fell on him, but he felt no pain at all.

He was just a soulless puppet, obeying the instructions from a high position, killing, non-stop, non-stop, and finally stepped on the mountain of corpses, becoming a monster, corpse puppet, and devil in the world's mouth.

Without emotions and without knowing pain, he could not be considered alive even if he lived numbly.

His body was growing, but his heart had stopped beating long ago, and his skin was tinged with blue-grey and locked by dense red runes.

He is the prince of Xuan Kingdom and the murder weapon refined by the emperor of Xuan Kingdom to unify the world.

When necessary, he was unchained and thrown into the battlefield to fight. When it was useless, his limbs were chained and locked in a dark dungeon.

He does not need food, blood is his nourishment.

But one day, the door was opened again, and bright light came in.

The blurry figure approached step by step, and Su Wujing curled up in pain, trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't want to think about those things again, he didn't want to see that person again. The huge fear made him break away from the nightmare and opened his eyes suddenly.

The dim light entered his eyes, Su Wujing breathed heavily and was covered in sweat.

He swallowed hard, his eyes locked on Lin Shuangchen, "Get out! Who let you in!"

Lin Shuangchen raised his hands, "Seeing that you drank so much, I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable, so I brought a glass of honey water over."

Lin Shuangchen's eyes fell on the bedside table. Su Wujing followed his line of sight and saw that there was indeed a glass of water on it.

Su Wujing stood up and took it over, hurriedly downing a large glass to calm his racing heart.

He put down the cup and pressed his temples, "Get out!"

Lin Shuangchen drove the wheelchair away obediently, and Su Wujing also took off his guard and dragged his limp body into the bathroom again.

The cold water fell on his body, and Su Wujing leaned on the wall and bent down. He shouldn't think of such a long memory again.

Lin Shuangchen, who returned to the room, lit a cigarette and glanced sideways at the floating clouds beside him. What have you experienced? 】

Yunyun sighed, [We don’t know, that memory was sealed by him. If he hadn’t remembered it himself, no one would be able to pry into it. But we are sure that after being turned into a corpse puppet, his heart beat again, he gained self-awareness, his soul left his body and was turned into a vicious spirit. 】

【grass! ] Lin Shuangchen frowned and cursed, [It doesn't matter if you turn them into corpse puppets, you also have to turn them into evil spirits. Are they still human? ! 】

[Chenchen is not angry. Now is not the time to pursue the case. The important thing is that he has too many wronged souls on his body. Once he is obliterated, all wronged souls will not be reincarnated, and the success rate of erasure is only 10%. If he is stimulated, not to mention these small worlds, even the real world will be destroyed by him. 】

Lin Shuangchen cut off the cigarette in his hand and said, "With his experience, let alone salvation, it would be useless to find a giant Buddha to press on him." 】

[We have to try even if it’s impossible. This is our last chance. ] So he begged Lin Shuangchen pitifully, [Chenchen, you are the best, you have great merits, and now only you can do it. 】

[There is really nothing we can do about this. He was born in darkness and has no emotions at all. He killed his close relatives. That is a cut off from love. The blood all over his body was drained and turned into a corpse, and his soul was forcibly sealed in the body with evil magic, making him invulnerable, without sorrow or joy, and without emotion. He is a corpse puppet, and his heart has stopped long ago. 】

Lin Shuangchen sighed heavily as he spoke, "It's already difficult to make the corpse puppet's heart beat again, not to mention that the result of his heart beating was that he was killed and turned into a vicious spirit. How could he still be willing to hand over his heart?" 】

The little man was also in a dilemma, "You always have to give it a try, Chenchen, don't give up. After seeing his memories, don't you want to help him get rid of it?" 】

Lin Shuangchen pinched his eyebrows in frustration. This was not a question of whether he wanted to or not, but whether he could do it or not.

Su Wujing's situation is too troublesome. He was abandoned and raised in darkness since he was a child, without seeing the light of day. He has no voice, no language, and no emotional foundation.

As soon as he walked out, his biological mother held her hands and stabbed her through the body, cutting off the closest relative in the world. Another close relative drained all the blood in her body and turned her into a corpse puppet.

Su Wujing has never experienced the warmth of emotion since he was born.

If Su Wujing was still a corpse puppet, he could teach him and influence him day by day, but this only chance pushed Su Wujing into another abyss.

Even if Su Wujie was taught basic emotions, Su Wujie's heart would never beat for anyone again.

With a long sigh, Lin Shuangchen lit another cigarette, ignoring Yunyun's pleas in his ears. His mind was filled with Su Wujing's dark memories.

Except for the initial resistance, the rest was numb. Until the final darkness broke, Su Wujing resisted desperately and forcibly escaped from the dream.

This is enough to prove how painful that memory was for Su Wujing. Without emotions, he could accept anything numbly, but he was moved and had emotions and self-awareness.

This was not a good thing at all for Su Wujing. Instead, it was a more painful torture than Ling Chi.

Su Wujing gained emotional awareness and built a high wall in his heart. He didn't want to come out and no one else could get in.

He didn't have the confidence to influence Su Wujing, but everything Su Wujing encountered made him feel that he couldn't ignore it.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Shuangchen said, "I can only say try it, don't get your hopes up." 】

Yunyun nodded happily, "I knew Chenchen would be soft-hearted." 】

Lin Shuangchen had no choice. Before, he didn't know Su Wujing's situation and thought the child had a weird temper and needed to be dealt with, but now...

He asked curiously, "How did you control him so that you could resist killing people?" 】

[It was because he cooperated on his own, not because he wanted to be reborn in reincarnation, but because he wanted to be completely forgotten. ] Yunyun sighed, [Before sending him here, we put him in a war-torn world to dissipate a lot of resentment, so that he wouldn't lose control. All that's left is to let him redeem the suffering people, and also let him redeem his past self, and dilute the resentment on him little by little. 】

Lin Shuangchen took a deep breath of the cigarette and pressed his eyebrows tiredly. His intuition told him that this mission was really not that easy.

It was destined to be a sleepless night. Su Wujing also lost sleep after calming down. He sat quietly on the rocking chair on the terrace, wrapped in a thick quilt, and looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky. It slowly loses its luster as time goes by, until it disappears in the dawn.