Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"What should we do with her now?" Lu Zhi broke the silence in the cemetery and asked everyone.

"Tie him up and just leave him here." Hou Kecen said lightly.

The Game House prohibits players from killing each other directly, but this does not mean that players have no way to solve these little troubles.

Zhang Chunliang’s experience just now has proved that ghosts exist in this copy. Once it reaches 12 o’clock midnight, when the yin energy is at its strongest, even without the cow’s tears prop, all kinds of ghosts will emerge one after another, making it difficult for players to guard against them.

Leaving Wang Er here is tantamount to watching her die.

Li Zhuang opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but stopped. He turned his head hesitantly to look at Wang Er, but his expression suddenly paused, feeling a little strange.

——Listening to everyone's plan to kill her, Wang Er did not look panicked, and even had a strange smile on his lips.

Li Zhuang had a bad premonition and was about to open his mouth to warn everyone, but suddenly he felt that he could not move.

He glanced downwards in panic and discovered that at some point his feet had been pinned to the spot by a round shackle similar to paper money, and he could not move at all.

These are the paper money that Wang Er scattered along the way when she walked in front of the queue. Every player passing by her has stepped on these things. It turned out to be another prop of Wang Er!

The paper money was as thin as a cicada's wing, but as hard and solid as iron. The players tried their best but could not tear it apart at all.

What's even more terrifying is that the paper money will actually grow larger - it will gradually become as big as a round table, and then slowly close inward like a shrinking flower bud. Densely packed sharp teeth appear on the surface of the paper close to the player. It seems that it is going to "eat" all the players who are imprisoned by it!

"Ahhh!"

Qiu Yiran let out a sharp scream of pain. She had the least strength to struggle and was now half surrounded by paper money. Only half of her face could be seen. Blood slowly flowed out from the gaps in the white paper money.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Wang Er smiled soothingly, "When you lose your ability to move, I will put you down."

Just like what Hou Kecen wanted to do to her, let everyone have no resistance and be torn to pieces by hungry ghosts.

This meticulous and vicious woman had a plan to control everyone from the very beginning.

"How about we make a deal?" Wang Er looked at Zhang Chunliang with a smile, "Tell me all the contents of the fragments in detail, and I'll be in a good mood, and maybe I can spare your life."

No one was willing to believe her anymore. After everyone died, she could still get Zhang Chunliang's fragments. At this moment, these words were nothing more than the victor's mockery and ridicule to the loser.

Zhang Chunliang's face turned pale, and his calves, which were pressed tightly against the paper money, felt a dense and tingling pain, as if a hundred hyenas were biting his flesh at the same time - but his expression remained calm, even a little indifferent.

Such an expression angered Wang Er. She stretched out her hand and made a gesture to close the paper money tied to Zhang Cunliang, instantly swallowing Zhang Chunliang whole.

"Squeak, squeak..."

Suddenly, a discordant voice was heard not far from the crowd.

Lu Zhi turned his straw head with difficulty and looked to the side.

Xu Aiyong's charred fingers were slowly changing direction, little by little, pointing towards Wang Er.

Wang Er was stunned for a moment and his brows suddenly frowned.

She was still pondering the meaning behind this gesture when she felt a violent impact from behind her.

A little boy with red eyes stood behind her, angrily holding a shovel used by the villagers to dig the soil and shoveling it towards her back.

There was a teeth-grinding sound of cloth tearing, and a large piece of flesh and blood was scraped off from Wang Er's back, along with his clothes.

"Ahh!" She screamed miserably, raised her hands tremblingly, and tried to use props to fight back.

The next second, a shovel came towards her with a gust of wind, and her right forearm was directly shoveled away!

All the players who were still trapped in the spot were shocked and showed fear in their eyes - this child in front of them, only five or six years old, actually had the power to dismember an adult! This was really too terrifying!

Wang Er's blood splattered all over the ground and seeped into the soft soil.

At this time everyone felt that something was wrong. Under the soil, it seemed that something had tasted the bloody deliciousness and was constantly surging and rising, as if it was about to break out of the ground in the next second.

Fortunately, after Wang Er lost his ability to move, the paper money that trapped the players lost its power and became vulnerable.

Xiao Xu Er threw down the shovel and started to tear apart the paper money that Zhang Chunliang was wrapped tightly in.

The deep red blood slowly soaked through the low-quality paper and was easily peeled off by Xiao Xu Er.

With the help of the torchlight, Xu Er could clearly see the appearance of the person inside.

Zhang Chunliang was covered in blood, dying, and his face was covered with tooth marks, making his features unrecognizable.

This time, he didn't have a puppet stand-in.

Little Xu Er was stunned for a moment, looked at him helplessly, and stretched out his little hand to try to cover his bleeding wound.

Zhang Chunliang's bleeding point was pressed violently by external force, and he trembled all over in pain.

Xu Er retracted his hand in fright and stared at him blankly.

"Are you leaving?" he asked in a low voice, with a hint of sadness and grievance in his baby voice.

Zhang Chunliang was in so much pain that his soul flew away. When he heard Xiao Xuer ask him this, he came to his senses instantly and looked at him in disbelief.

Could it be that he still had memories of his infancy?! He still remembered me! No wonder, no wonder he was so affectionate to me as soon as we met.

In fact, Zhang Chunliang's wound only looked scary, but his internal organs were not harmed at all.

There are many side quests during this period. In order to prevent injuries from affecting his actions, he got a healing tattoo on himself. Now the tattoo is working, slowly repairing his injuries.

But - looking at Xiao Xu'er's sad eyes, he smiled helplessly: "Yes, I am injured too seriously, I must go for treatment."

He was destined to leave the copy and could not bring any expectations to Xiao Xu Er.

"Now that you've recovered from your illness, can you come back to see me?" Xiao Xu Er tried hard to keep him, looking at him with wet eyes.

Zhang Chunliang did not answer his question. Instead, he turned his head with difficulty and looked thoughtfully at the finger that Xu Aiyong was pointing at Xu Er.

"Did your father leave anything for you?" Zhang Chunliang sat up and asked Xu Er patiently.

"A lot. When they died, they moved a lot of things to the greenhouse in the field." Xu Er mentioned his parents in a somewhat indifferent tone. He didn't seem to care about the sudden departure of his relatives.

Several players looked at each other and, based on the information Xu Er provided, quickly ran towards the greenhouse he mentioned.

Zhang Chunliang was injured so badly that he could only lie back on the ground gasping for breath.

A pair of small hands propped up his head and carefully held his head and shoulders in their arms.

Xu Er’s embrace was too small, but it felt warm in his heart, and Zhang Chunliang’s blood-depleted body felt a sense of warmth.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle."

Zhang Chunliang leaned weakly against Xu Er, his eyes half closed, his blurry vision vaguely able to see something not far away.

Wang Er fell to the ground and fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss. He lay on the ground motionless.

The soil around her began to stir strangely, and after a while, strange claws suddenly jumped out of the soil.

They grabbed Wang Er's limbs and tried to pull her into the soil.

But the soil is solid. How can a living adult be pulled into it?

So Zhang Chunliang watched helplessly as Wang Er's entire body was squeezed out of him like juice, with large amounts of blood being squeezed out of it.

Those strange claws refused to let go even though they had pulled her limbs to the point of breaking bones.

Wang Er woke up in severe pain. She struggled and screamed wildly, but her face gradually disappeared into the soil.

I don't know how long it took, but all the sounds disappeared. Where Wang Er was, there was only a human-shaped blood pit and pieces of clothing. As for the bones and flesh of the human body, they were long gone.

Zhang Chunliang took a deep breath, closed his eyes uncomfortably, and buried his face in Xiao Xuer's thin arms.

They were safe for the time being, as Hou Kecen left him a protective prop before leaving.

But he was too tired and soon fell into a semi-conscious state.

A malicious claw twisted and entangled and emerged from the soil, but was blocked by a blood-stained rope. It easily tore the rope and approached the sleeping Zhang Chunliang.

"Get out of here." Little Xu Er covered Zhang Chunliang's ears with his little hands. His dark eyes were extremely gloomy and cruel. He spoke each word silently.

The lip language seemed like some kind of fatal attack that came with the words. It froze those greedy claws, still covered with flesh and blood, in place, and then shattered piece by piece like fragile plaster.

"We...we found it!"

Li Zhuang, with purple bloodstains on his face and looking disheveled, limped towards them with a somewhat excited expression.

He was holding a long-framed black-and-white photo in his hand. If Zhang Chunliang was still awake, he would recognize the photo at a glance.

That was a photo of Xiaoping taken with Xu Aiyong and Xu Guifen when they were teenagers.

Xu Er frowned and looked at him with extreme dissatisfaction, as if blaming him for disturbing Zhang Chunliang's rest.

But it was too late. Zhang Chunliang was startled by Li Zhuang's loud voice and sat up quickly.

He felt that the injuries on his body were no longer so painful, so he cheered up and took the photo from Li Zhuang.

When he saw the three people in the photo, he was stunned.

It was still the photo he saw in his fragmented memories. The little girl sitting in the middle had a calm expression and a slight smile on her face.

Xu Guifen and Xu Aiyong, who were on his left and right, had pale and painful expressions on their faces, and shed two lines of scarlet tears.

"The key is not the photo." Li Zhuang carefully turned over the photo. Behind the low-quality photo paper, there was a bulging yellow envelope carefully pasted.

Little Xu Er came over curiously and put his head on Zhang Chunliang's shoulder.

"This is probably what your father left for you." Zhang Chunliang ignored Li Zhuang's wink, tore off the letter and handed it to Xu Er.

Xu Er held the letter, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He looked at Zhang Chunliang, suddenly pursed his lips, and slowly lowered his head.

"How old is he? He can't even read." Hou Kecen was seriously injured and it took him a long time to catch up.

She took the letter from Xu Er and tore open the paper seal neatly.

A piece of broken blade fell out first.

This is the reward for completing a level, proving that several people have found the correct answer.

Hou Kecen took out the letter paper, scanned it quickly, and looked at Xu Er with a strange look.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Chunliang looked at her with a frown, stood up with difficulty, and took the letter.

[My brother Xiaoping:

I have pleaded guilty and accepted the punishment. Please abide by your promise and take good care of my son Xu Buyi until he grows up.