The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

I reached out my hand and wanted to touch him gently, when I heard the clanking sound of iron chains dragging on the ground outside the door.

Nan Zhiyi frowned unhappily, stood up, and slowly pushed open the wooden window.

The cold moonlight spread across the earth, dimly illuminating a group of people walking on a cleared dirt road.

The two people in the lead were dressed as the Black and White Impermanence, dragging a group of people wearing black clothes with their hands and feet tied with iron chains and their heads lowered.

The people in the crowd seemed to notice Nan Zhiyi, raised their heads, and looked at him for help with tearful eyes.

There was even a little girl of a few years old inside, looking at him with surprise and chattering something about asking for help.

But because it was quite far away, I couldn't hear it clearly.

(These are a group of innocent villagers who were captured by bad guys and sacrificed. Please make your choice:

1. Save them; 2. Watch from the sidelines; 3. Close the window and leave.)

There's nothing to save about a bunch of ghosts.

Nan Zhiyi stood at the window and watched coldly with an indifferent expression, ignoring the mechanical prompt sound.

Until they were about to leave, they found that Nan Zhiyi did not move.

Their facial features began to distort as they looked at Nan Zhiyi angrily, as if they would break free from the chains and rush over to tear him to pieces at any time.

The leader also noticed the movement behind him and looked towards Nan Zhiyi, revealing two heads without facial features.

At that moment, Nan Zhiyi felt as if he was being stared at by a monster. A silver chain came towards him, but stopped by the window and then retracted.

You can smell the fishy odor brought by the wind.

A pair of cold hands wrapped around Nan Zhiyi's waist, his shoulders felt heavy, and sinister words came to his ears, as if he would be killed in the waist immediately if he made a mistake.

"Where do you want to run to? Zhiyi."

Nan Zhiyi did not answer him, but turned her head and kissed his cheek lightly.

He turned around, took off his coat, and put it on Mo Bai, who was only wearing a bathrobe.

He frowned a little worriedly, then lowered his head with concern in his eyes.

"It's late at night, you'll easily catch a cold if you wear such thin clothes."

Mo Bai looked at the person in front of him whose eyes were full of himself, and then he realized that his eyes were not pure black.

It is a faint blue, and because the blue is so dark, it may appear black if you don't pay attention.

He was stunned for a moment, retracted the claws hidden behind his back, blinked mischievously, and asked again.

"Zhiyi, where do you want to run to?"

Nan Zhiyi shook her head, closed the window, and gently embraced the person as she walked inside.

"I was about to go to sleep, but I heard the sound of chains, so I came to take a look out of curiosity. I didn't want to go anywhere."

"Go to bed, it's getting late and we have to travel tomorrow."

Nan Zhiyi put the clothes away and settled the person inside, then she slowly lay down, hugged the person in her arms and closed her eyes.

Mo Bai followed his movements in a daze, his lips moved a bit before he spoke in a stammering voice.

"Okay, then remember to mind your own business. Everything here is very dangerous."

"Ah."

When he opened his eyes again, Nan Zhiyi felt that he was tied to a stone bench.

I looked around and was still in the stone house. It was pitch black everywhere. I didn't know how much time had passed, but I didn't feel hungry.

A hoarse, low voice came from the darkness.

“Let’s play a game, the two of you playing against each other.

The winner gets the loser's object, until one side has nothing left and the game is over."

After he finished speaking, Nan Zhiyi realized that the rope had disappeared, and Mo Bai was sitting opposite him with his head down and a strange expression on his face.

Between the two of them was a stone table with a tray on it with the bets written on it, and next to it was a sharp dagger that was shining coldly.

Mo Bai suddenly stood up, leaned half of his body across the table and moved closer to Nan Zhiyi, and playfully put his hand on Nan Zhiyi's chest.

Finally, it stopped at the chest, feeling the slight vibration of the heartbeat, and smiled delicately, "Then are we better than it?"

Nan Zhiyi grabbed his rebellious hand, put it against her heart, wrapped her own hand around the back of his hand, and looked at him with longing and affectionate eyes.

"No need to compete. You can take it anytime you want. It belongs to you."

"really?"

The man tilted his head, his innocent eyes filled with regret and doubt.

When Nan Zhiyi saw that his sincerity was doubted, he became anxious. He picked up the dagger on the table, pointed it at his heart, and prepared to cut it.

"If you don't believe me, why don't you dig it out and take a look?"

When the person on the other side saw Nan Zhiyi's serious and honest look, she smiled with satisfaction and quickly stopped him.

"No, I believe you.

It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Of course, whether it is a joke or not, only the person himself knows.

"What should we do now?" Nan Zhiyi looked at the sealed stone house anxiously, looking around.

"Don't look at it. We can't get out. We can only do what he asks. How about this? Let's start with a small thing, a finger!"

Mo Bai played with the dagger and cut off his little finger quickly and accurately.

It was placed on the tray, and a red light flashed on the tray, indicating that the competition item was placed successfully.

Then he raised his eyebrows calmly and handed the dagger to him.

Nan Zhiyi swallowed nervously, took the blood-stained dagger that Mo Bai handed over with trembling hands, and tried to bring herself to use it on her fingers several times but couldn't bring herself to do it.

I kept cursing in my mind but didn't dare to show it, for fear of being discovered.

Damn, this is so scary, they are all a bunch of lunatics. How can I, an ordinary person, get back alive?

Damn it, if I had known I wouldn't be greedy for money and take this crappy task.

"Ayi, you don't have to force it, maybe you can win?"

Nan Zhiyi listened to the words from the other side with a slight smile and hidden meaning, so she hardened her heart, gritted her teeth, turned her face away, and cut with a knife, successfully cutting off three fingers.

Instantly, blood gushed out like a fountain, soaking his clothes. The rapid and massive blood loss made his head feel black, but the intense pain prevented him from fainting.

Ouch, it hurts so much. It hurts so much.

Nan Zhiyi was sweating from the pain. He pretended not to care and put a finger into the tray. A blue light came on.

Indicates the official start of the game.

Start with guessing the size, then move on to Huarong Road.

I originally thought there would be winners and losers, but the other side just kept advancing and didn't give me any chances.

"Zhiyi, you lost again. Now everything you have is mine."

Nan Zhiyi lost everything with a pale face, and watched the other side happily take away his last spine.

But the miraculous thing was that I didn't die. It was so absurd and weird that I couldn't describe it.

No, I haven't lost yet!

How could I lose!

I still have a chance.

Nan Zhiyi seemed to have gone mad. He suddenly pulled out a dagger from the stool and stabbed Mo Bai.

Mo Bai looked at his movements in horror, and before he could dodge, he was caught and stabbed dozens of times.

But the strange thing is that every blow avoided the vital points.

The sirens sounded "Ula Ula".

The stone house was suddenly broken into from the outside, and sunlight poured in.

A team of armed men entered and controlled Nan Zhiyi. They tied up his hands and feet and strangled his eyes with a black cloth.

Mo Bai was taken to the ambulance by medical staff for treatment.

The moment Nan Zhiyi passed by, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a strange smile.

I told you, how could I lose!