Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

[Side Mission Six: On this day, Comrade Xu Aiyong made an important decision.

He took out a kitchen knife from the cupboard at home.

——No one knew what happened that night. When the villagers woke up in the morning, Xu Aiyong and his wife had been burned to death in the sea of ​​fire and turned into two pieces of dry charcoal.

At this point, the love story of our dear Comrade Xu Aiyong and Comrade Xu Guifen came to an end.

However, a strange thing happened in the small ditch. The villagers discovered that the arms of Comrade Xu Aiyong's body could not be retracted.

He raised his palm straight up to the sky, and his carbonized index finger pointed straight in a certain direction - as if he had some obsession.

Can you help Xu Aiyong fulfill his last wish?

Limited time mission: one day.

If you fail to complete the task within the specified time limit, 100 life points will be deducted.

The first player to complete the task will be rewarded: 1 main task clue fragment]

"This should be the last mission." Qiu Yiran's tone sounded a little tired.

She seldom experienced such a seemingly endless mission. Moreover, the players had already been in this hellhole for nineteen days, and tomorrow was the deadline for them to complete the main mission.

"Why did Xu Guifen kill Xu Aiyong?" Li Zhuang murmured.

Long before, Zhang Chunliang had shared with them what he had seen in his fragmented memories about Xu Aiyong and Xu Guifen.

But he deliberately downplayed Xiaoping's existence. He dared to guarantee that this group of smart players would unravel his narrative and eventually dig out the secret that Xiaoping was the "sinner".

If this matter were to be exposed, all the players would tear up their agreement without saying anything, choose to finish the game, and log out of this instance.

However, he still needs players to help him complete all the side quests and cannot let them go so quickly.

——This was also a last resort. Some time ago, after Zhang Chunliang got the answer to the clearance content, he tried to collect Xu Er into his own ink pad and let him leave the dungeon, but he tried several times and failed all the time.

There seemed to be an invisible restraint preventing Xu Er's soul fragments from leaving. Somehow, he had a premonition that he had to solve all the puzzles in the copy before he could take Xu Er away.

With his weak fighting power, it is almost impossible for him to complete these difficult tasks, so he can only trouble his companions to abide by the agreement and help him obtain the fragments of all the side quests.

"How can there be so many reasons for love to turn into hate?" Lu Zhi said lightly, "Xu Aiyong must have betrayed Xu Guifen, and Xu Guifen is particularly paranoid. In order to win back her unfaithful husband, she would do anything."

"In fact, what surprised me the most was Yingzi. I still don't understand why she became the 'planner' of this game?" Wang Er's eyes were full of confusion. "Does she really love Xu Aiyong? If she really loves him, why would she put him in an unjust position?"

"Shh." Hou Kecen heard some noise and signaled everyone to shut up.

"Ah, everyone came so early." Yingzi appeared gently behind the crowd with a smile on her face.

When everyone saw her appearance, they were shocked.

Her body was torn and twisted, as if she had been crushed by a heavy object, breaking her flesh and blood into pieces, without a single piece of healthy flesh on her.

On her bloody face, a mouth full of sharp teeth appeared: "Oh, I'm so sorry, I slept in today and forgot to dress up to meet you all, but I think you guys shouldn't mind, right?"

Zhang Chunliang frowned and looked at her for a moment, then looked at the particularly gloomy dungeon environment today and shook his head slightly.

Yingzi was lying. It was not that she had forgotten to dress up, but that some kind of force that supported her to become "normal" was disappearing.

Zhang Chunliang discovered that some strange phenomena occasionally occurred recently. For example, when he reached out to take an object, his hand would pass through the object.

He thought this was not a good phenomenon. If he was really in Xiaoping's spiritual world now, these phenomena undoubtedly indicated one thing - Xiaoping's spiritual world began to become unstable.

"It's a pity that we are about to reach the end of this journey. In the days to come, I will miss the wonderful memories of fighting side by side with all of you comrades during this period. Comrade Xu Aiyong has left us forever, but his epic love story with Xu Guifen is still unforgettable in our hearts."

Yingzi waved her arm, and tiny pieces of scarlet flesh and blood fell from her arm: "Let us send Comrade Xu Aiyong on his last journey!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the scene in front of everyone's eyes was washed away like running water, and when they regained their consciousness, they were already standing in a simply decorated underworld hall.

The players are facing two black and white photos - the people in the photos are Xu Aiyong and Xu Guifen when they were young.

Behind the photo was a thin coffin, but it was not nailed shut - everyone could clearly see a pair of charred arms rising straight out of the coffin, with the half-burned index finger pointing stubbornly in one direction.

"You are the underworld master." A little old man with wrinkles on his face suddenly walked out from behind the crowd. He held his pipe and looked at them hesitantly.

"Can these young men really send Xu Aiyong's soul away?" He whispered to the villagers beside him.

"That's enough. The Xu family was burned to ashes. The money for the coffin was donated by the villagers penny by penny. It would be a great favor to hire a soul-sending master for him. What's the use of being picky?"

The old man didn't say anything else. He tapped his pipe and explained everything to the player.

"...That's the thing. We asked someone to calculate it, and it's a good time to bury the bodies at noon tonight." The old man showed his yellow teeth, "Masters, please bury them."

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions somewhat ugly.

Midnight Corpse Burial is recognized as one of the most dangerous dungeon plots. Moreover, Xu Aiyong's current state is obviously not right. If he is not careful, he may turn into a ghost, and then everyone will die here.

Seeing that everyone was reluctant to agree, the old man's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Why, you don't want to?" There was a sinister light in his eyes, his face gradually turned as pale as a ghost, and his bones made a "creaking" sound.

"Agree! Of course I agree! We are just thinking of a solution!" Li Zhuang responded quickly, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

"Oh...it's settled then." The old man's expression immediately returned to normal. He smiled kindly at everyone on his wrinkled face and prepared to leave.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and were about to watch him leave when the old man suddenly seemed to think of something and turned his head.

"The villagers have donated only 9 yuan in total, which is not enough to buy the tribute and the coffin. In order not to neglect the masters, we will give this young man to you. In the future, whether you want to serve tea or sell him to do hard labor is up to you."

Zhang Chunliang's heart skipped a beat and he looked over suddenly.

The old man said a few words to the villagers, and soon a villager came over carrying a dirty thing that was twisting constantly.

When the dirty figure was thrown to the ground unceremoniously, the players could see clearly that it was actually a child? !

He was not tall and looked to be only four or five years old. On that slightly chilly autumn day, he was wearing a thin jacket that exposed his arms.

The child's face was dirty, so it was hard to see his appearance, but his pair of black eyes were as fierce as a hungry wolf, which made people feel scared.

The old man threw the little man over, then left with the other villagers with ease.

——Xu Aiyong’s death was not a clean one, and he even left behind a little innocent child.

This evil creature has no father or mother. If you want to raise him up, he will have to rely on many families for food.

No family is well off these days, how can they feed another mouth? It would be better to hand him over to these people who feed on the dead. If they meet a kind-hearted person, they might even teach him a skill.

This is the last thing the villagers can do for him.

"What can a child of this age do?" Lu Zhi held the child's coat and asked him to raise his head.

Who would have thought that this seemingly fragile little thing actually took advantage of everyone's lack of preparedness and bit Lu Zhi's arm.

Lu Zhi was startled and quickly raised his arms, trying to make the child fall down.

Unexpectedly, the child had very good teeth. He got angry and bit Lu Zhi's arm hard, and with this strength, Lu Zhi pulled him up.

Lu Zhi had never been so grateful that he was a scarecrow, otherwise his flesh would have been eaten away by this bite.

He didn't want to get entangled with the NPC any longer, so he impatiently grabbed the child's dry hair and pulled it back with all his strength.

But I didn't expect that the child was very stubborn. Even though his scalp was pulled so hard that it hurt like crazy, he still refused to let go with bloodshot eyes.

"Are you hungry?" A gentle and soft voice came from behind Xu Er.

The wolf cub, who Lu Zhi had been trying to pull down for a long time, suddenly froze in place. He suddenly lost all his strength and was thrown to the ground by Lu Zhi without any resistance.

He didn't bother to check his scratched arm, and looked fiercely in the direction of the sound just now -

The handsome man was wearing a clean white shirt. He pursed his lips slightly, frowned, and looked at him with some worry.

So all the players saw a weird scene - the little boy who was so fierce and scary just now stared at Zhang Chunliang for a long time, and suddenly his eyes turned red and he sat down on the ground weakly.

"My legs hurt so much." He looked at Zhang Chunliang aggrievedly, as if asking for help.

"He's still a child. You're being too harsh on him." Qiu Yiran glanced at Lu Zhi with disdain.

Lu Zhi looked down at the scars on his body where the child had bitten off a lot of straw and the wood was visible, and slowly revealed an expression full of confusion and doubt.

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