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Red Bird looked at Chi Yiyin thoughtfully, quite surprised.

Although he knew that Chi Yiyin was not as gentle and kind as he had shown, but Chi Yiyin's mask was perfect. If he hadn't learned about Chi Yiyin in an extremely dangerous place like the game field, I am afraid that in reality, even Having been neighbors and "friends" with Chi Yiyin for decades, I couldn't see his true and cruel side.

The gentleman bathed in blood lacks a bit of elegance, but deduces the aesthetics of violence to the extreme.

It was only when Chi Yiyin lowered his eyes and smiled lightly that he revealed his original truth.

—He was already in the deepest darkness, walking with death, going deep into the land of life and death to search for the truth, no one can shake his firmness.

Red Bird felt that he was about to stop breathing.

At this moment, he really understood why Jingcha lost to Chi Yiyin.

Not wronged.

Anyone who loses to Chi Yiyin, the current Red Bird takes it for granted.

Although for almost all players, an awakener like Jingcha, who is well-known in the morning star list, is a height that needs to be looked up to but not pursued.

But compared with Chi Yiyin, Jingcha is still a little immature.

Even if Jingcha and Red Bird are fused into one, there is not a 100% chance of winning against Shangchi Yiyin.

Not crazy enough, not smart enough, not determined enough.

Chi Yiyin...I'm afraid the belief he holds is not to break through the game field and return to reality.

Rather, it has to do with the deepest core truth of the entire world.

That is the depth that the red bird had been fortunate to hear, but had no chance to see.

But Red Bird believes that Chi Yiyin will definitely arrive and pass.

——It’s just an F-level rookie who just entered the game field with only three copies, but he has already achieved this level with incomplete information.

What kind of height Chi Yiyin will reach in the future, Red Bird just imagined it for a while, and his scalp felt numb.

While Red Bird was meditating, Jingcha had already told him what happened when Chi Yiyin left.

Among all the people, only Chi Yiyin has always maintained his vigilance against Li Sijun. Even in the chaos of the battlefield, he has locked on Li Sijun at a glance, and successfully obtained the truth about the dungeon from Li Sijun.

Although Li Sijun didn't reveal much, it was enough for Chi Yiyin to analyze and get close to the core of the script.

As for the other people who stayed behind the screen, Bailan and the other players remained motionless, like statues, quietly waiting for the candlelight concert to start again, they will perform on stage, and then with the blessings of everyone, under the guidance of candlelight , leave the copy, take off the skin, and walk into the grave of the soul.

But obviously, the store manager who is now in a ball with the rotting corpses can no longer attend to the candlelight concert. Flowers bloom from the corners.

Jingcha was so excited when he saw it, he was even eager to try it, and if he wanted to rush out, he would try to fight with the store manager.

But was dragged back by the red bird.

Although these rotting corpses are not comparable to Jingcha in terms of strength regardless of quantity. But now it is clear that it is not them who have formed a more confrontational and undead relationship with the rotting corpses.

It's the cafe manager.

In this case, why bother to end rashly and waste strength?

The most sensible, of course, is to wait for both sides to lose out, and then they will reap the benefits.

Chu Yueli has been quietly watching Chi Yiyin at the end of his field of vision. Even if the shadow of the corpse shakes on the battlefield, it can't stop him from looking at Chi Yiyin.

When Hongniao and Jingcha didn't know what Chi Yiyin was going to do, Chu Yue knew it already.

However, he didn't have the hobby of telling others about Chi Yiyin without authorization, so he kept silent and waited quietly for Chi Yiyin to come back.

Occasionally, a few rotting corpses appeared silently from dark corners, attacking when everyone was off guard.

The unlucky guy who survived beyond everyone's expectations screamed in fright, and Jingcha's ears hurt from the noise, so he had no choice but to carry the rotting corpse behind the unlucky guy while protecting Hongniao and Chu Yueli. throw it out.

The unlucky guy was flattered and thanked again and again.

Jingcha only wanted to restore the peace in her ears.

—In the game field, the effort of high-level players can determine the life and death of others.

Is it fair? Thanks Dade.

Isn't it fair? Strength is king.

Although the level of the unlucky guy is not high, but fortunately he has good eyesight, knowing that Jingcha and others are not something he can afford, so after thanking him, he silently retreated to the side and shrunk, trying to become an air within the protection of Jingcha.

Jingcha was very satisfied, and Red Bird was also very satisfied, and even had a few conversations with the unlucky guy. In a few words, he extracted all the information from the other party, recorded it in his own database, and used it as information on potential players.

Only Chu Yueli, he seemed to be completely isolated from the interference of the outside world, just quietly being his "watching stone", until Chi Yiyin came back, he suddenly came back to life.

"The red bird still stopped me. He really doesn't understand me. Chi Yiyin, look at that cat, it's two meters tall! Who can refuse such a big furry cat?"

Jingcha complained to Chi Yiyin: "If it wasn't for what Hongniaofei said about making money, I would already be in my hands!"

The black rabbit squatting on top of Jingcha's hair: ...

"grumble-!"

As if taking revenge, the black rabbit angrily chewed on Jingcha's hair and pulled it upwards, angry at his change of heart.

Black Rabbit: Am I not fluffy! I can also be two meters tall! Heartbreaker, hum!

"Eh? Eh? Hair! What are you doing, rabbit?"

Jingcha hurriedly grabbed the rabbits, but unexpectedly, more rabbits jumped out of her pockets, hugging his thighs, and tugging at his cuffs.

The rabbits were tearful, crying and complaining.

Rabbit: Rabbits are not cuter than cats! Are its ears as long as mine, and its tail as short as mine!

Jing Cha was staggering, his scalp hurting from being pulled, and his grin was very funny and cute.

Chu Yueli saw the needle and took the opportunity to drag Chi Yiyin away.

"Sir, is your conversation with that person going well?"

Chu Yueli smiled and scanned Chi Yiyin from head to toe. When he found that the blood on Chi Yiyin's body was not only from other people, but also from his own wound, the smile on his face gradually faded.

He pursed his lips with a serious expression: "You are hurt."

Chu Yueli, who has always been quiet like a transparent person, now has a terribly cold expression: "He hurt you—he should die!"

Those who hurt Chi Yiyin...even gods and demons, cannot be forgiven!

It's just killing gods, so what!

"No, I did the injury myself."

Chi Yiyin didn't pay much attention to it, and shook his palm at Chu Yueli, saying, "Don't worry about a small wound."

His white and beautiful palms were cut to pieces by porcelain pieces, and the flesh was rolled and mixed with blood, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

Chi Yiyin's original intention was to comfort Chu Yueli, but he underestimated how much he cared about him, which only made the other person's face more gloomy.

But when Chi Yiyin looked up, Chu Yueli instantly restrained all his expressions, and only cared: "Then at least bandage it up, it's not a joke if you get infected in the dungeon. Besides, there are still There are so many corpses, in case they contain corpse poison..."

Chu Yueli's words reminded Chi Yiyin.

He frowned in disgust, his obsession with cleanliness made him unbearable to be infected by corpses, so he nodded in agreement with Chu Yueli's proposal.

There is no medicine cabinet in the cafe, and it is even more impossible to rummage or ask when the scene is chaotic.

So Chu Yueli took off the clothes in the middle of himself. This layer was not sticky inside and outside, and was relatively clean. Then he tore the cloth into strips and used it as a temporary bandage.

Chu Yueli held Chi Yiyin's beautiful hand, lowered his head and carefully picked out the fine porcelain pieces from the flesh, and then carefully bandaged him.

Chi Yiyin didn't like pain, but she wasn't afraid of getting hurt, and she didn't even cry out in pain during the whole process.

He didn't even care about himself as much as Chu Yueli did.

When Chu Yueli bandaged him, his attention fell on Li Sijun who was on the opposite side of the battlefield throughout the whole process, paying close attention to his movements.

Everyone in the room focused their attention on those rotting corpses, but only Chi Yiyin looked at Li Sijun without blinking, not even letting go of his expression.

—In a sense, Li Sijun was right.

Chi Yiyin's attention to him is indeed far beyond that of others, even if it is placed between ordinary people's couples, it cannot be compared.

However, the reason Chi Yiyin paid attention to him was not because of love.

Instead, he was assessing Li Sijun's threats and weaknesses, thinking about how to get the truth about the game field from him, **** him without side effects.

Chi Yiyin: When someone chases you and shouts "Yinyin", you will want to kill him just like me. This must be common sense.

"Sir, you can exchange swords and all hot weapons in the system store."

Chu Yueli suggested aloud, "You don't need to hurt yourself like this."

Chi Yiyin didn't care.

"I don't trust the system, because what I want to kill is related to the system, how can I be sure that the system will stand by me?"

It's okay if the opponent is someone else.

But now, relying on Li Sijun's familiarity with dungeons, Chi Yiyin infers that he has an unusual relationship with the system, and it may not even be a cooperative relationship like Red Bird Jingcha, but the "boss" of the system.

Otherwise, on the second floor, the system wouldn't want to cover up the existence of **** like that, with an attitude of fear of being blamed for making mistakes in work.

That being the case, if he really uses the things produced by the system, how can he hurt Li Sijun?

The gun misfires, the knife curls the blade, if you can't hurt Li Sijun, you will miss the good opportunity.

For Chi Yiyin, the gain outweighs the loss.

No matter how powerful the items in the system store are, for Chi Yiyin, they are not as good as a coffee cup he picked up at random.

The bandage was tightened abruptly.

There was a fine tingling in the palm of his hand.

The sudden change of pain broke the law, causing Chi Yiyin, who had gradually gotten used to it and coexisted with the pain, to ignore the pain, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he frowned and looked sideways.

Chu Yueli suddenly came back to his senses, and apologized: "Sorry, I accidentally became too strong."

"It's ok."

Chi Yiyin saw that Chu Yueli was distracted by his words just now, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just nodded slightly, and took back his hand after thanking him.

The wound that was still rolled up just now has been carefully bandaged. Although it is simple, Chu Yueli has done his best to clean the wound without professional bandages and medicinal powder.

Fortunately, Chi Yiyin was not reckless when holding the tile, but avoided all important blood vessels and tendons, and did not let the tile cause serious and substantial damage to herself, and only paid the smallest price. So now there is no excessive bleeding, no need to worry.

Chi Yiyin glanced twice, then looked up at Li Sijun again.

But it just so happened that Li Sijun, who was still lying on the ground motionless as if he was dead, also sat up slowly and looked in Chi Yiyin's direction.

Chi Yiyin only felt that he had bumped into a pool full of gold, and the ripples of light were bewitching.

He was taken aback for a moment, then he pursed his lips and looked aside, indifferently refusing to meet Li Sijun's eyes.

Li Sijun raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Is he worried that I will die?"

He sat halfway on the ground with his long legs, his expression was lazy and casual, as if he was not sitting on the cold and blood-stained ground of the battlefield, but was sitting in his own kingdom of God, looking down on everything.

He grasped the knife that Chi Yiyin personally sent into his chest, and slowly pulled it out from the flesh and blood.

With the subtle but tooth-stinging sound of flesh and flesh rolling, a large amount of blood gushed out, staining his clothes red in an instant, and mixed with the blood left on him by Chi Yiyin, making the originally elegant and expensive appearance Covered in blood, it looks like a blood man at first glance.

The system looked terrified in the void beside him, feeling that he was in danger, and if Li Sijun was really going to investigate, it would also be one of the reasons for his serious injury.

Regardless of the reason, injuring Li Sijun is already a felony, and no matter what kind of divine punishment it should be.

But obviously, Li Sijun didn't think it was a bad thing for Chi Yiyin to stab him.

He held the knife in his hand and looked at it carefully, then smiled slowly.

The chest that was originally torn open began to heal slowly and automatically, like the miracle brought by the missionaries who once walked the earth, but it was far beyond that.

Li Sijun did not show the slightest pain of being punctured. Even though humans have the same body structure as him, he is not as fragile as humans.

Just a little wound...

Li Sijun put away the blood-stained knife, and when he slowly got up from the spot, except for a pool of blood at his feet, there was no sign of pain in his eyes, as if the wound was just a dream.

This made Chi Yiyin in the distance frowned.

He guessed right.

Li Sijun is either not human at all, or is related to the system, and can get help from the dungeon or the system.

Otherwise, how can ordinary people do this?

Ordinary people feel pain and cannot control their expressions even when they hold their breath for tens of seconds, let alone the double pain that pierces the lungs?

The reason why Chi Yiyin didn't stab Li Sijun in the heart also has the implied meaning of such a test.

This made him doubt Li Sijun's identity even more.

In the game field, how many secrets are still hidden? Even the red bird doesn't know, or hasn't reached the heights it's qualified to explore...

Chi Yiyin glanced at Red Bird thoughtfully.

Red Bird: "?"

"What's wrong?"

Red Bird looked puzzled at the battlefield that Chi Yiyin was watching just now: "Could it be that Brother Chi, you also want to have fun outside, or do you want big cats?"

The most annoying cat because of the bird in its name Red Bird: Are you people sick? What’s so cute about cats, but rabbits are cute, okay? What's the use of a two-meter-long big cat? Do you think it's a collection of large figures? :)

The red bird mumbled and looked at the battlefield, but slowly opened its eyes wide, pointing at the battlefield, speechless for a moment.

Seeing that something was wrong, Chi Yiyin immediately turned to look at the battlefield again.

It also happened to see the moment when the situation on the battlefield changed.

The woman in the long skirt who was originally as gentle as water now has a fierce expression, killing all directions like a Valkyrie. All the rotting corpses that rushed towards her or the dolls behind her were all chopped off by her sword, and the corpses piled up thickly on the ground. A thick layer was washed away with rancid blood, and the original ground could not be seen.

Under the dome, the temple is full of killings, there is no mercy, only the deepest hatred and extermination of sinful souls.

However, in such a **** place, a bitter wind suddenly blows past, blowing away all the strong smell of blood, like the wind from the sky, without a trace of human filth.

Where the wind passes, the mind is clear.

Li Sijun stood on the spot, looking at the carrion at his feet with his thick and slender eyelashes half hanging down, his expression was indifferent and cruel.

After the last pity has faded, all that remains is the business of reason.

For example... sinners should go to **** and suffer from the inescapable suffering of the nine levels of hell.

Until the new judgment and era comes, the soul can be annihilated and rest in peace.

Taking the place where Li Sijun stood as the center, his blood seemed to be corroding the ground, and quickly spread to the surroundings. The ground that was originally covered by corpses was washed away in an instant, and disappeared along with the temple floor tiles.

The rest is only the blue and black moldy background.

The originally magnificent domed temple now looks like it has been abandoned after a long period of desolation. Blue and black mold slowly grew on the brick statues, the gold peeled off, and the light was dim.

A moment is as long as a century, enough for all the glory to be forgotten, leaving only mottled ruins.

"What is this...?" Jing Cha realized that something was wrong and looked over, but lost her voice.

Chi Yiyin frowned fiercely, realizing that it was Li Sijun's fault.

Li Sijun built this place with his own hands, so that the soul can have a resting place. The "kindness" he gave can naturally be taken back.

like now.

Since those souls are dissatisfied with resting here, they will not have any chance to continue to exist here.

Even the entire cafe was taken back under Li Sijun's ruthlessness.

First, the time that was once bestowed, then the beauty that those souls were lucky enough to have, and then the cafe itself...

Everything is rapidly decaying and old, moss has covered the dome and the ground, leaving only a rusty mess.

Chi Yiyin was the first to notice the changes on the battlefield. He quickly held the notebook in his hand, and the spine of the book fell into the palm of his injured hand. on the words.

Then, he lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the text in front of him.

He writes about commonality.

But it's not all the people who keep their souls in the cafe.

If you want to write non-human things into a book for your own use, the most important thing is to need a subject, otherwise it will be like a rope that binds the air, without a puppet, it cannot be manipulated.

But this time, it was different.

Chi Yiyin is equivalent to writing all the souls into his own book. Those souls who stayed in the cafe have all made the same choice. Even though the external appearance is ever-changing, the most fundamental underlying logic is are interlinked.

That is—weakness.

Grasping the core is equivalent to catching those souls themselves.

Now for Chi Yiyin, no matter how large the number of souls rushed out of hell, he can use the commonality to manipulate them.

Live or die, stay here to kill, or leave.

Chi Yiyin quickly brought himself into a calm state. He took a few deep breaths, and while his heartbeat stabilized, there was only the sound of the wind in his ears, and there was no more noise.

Holding the book in his hand, as if he was holding an oracle tightly, he calmly stepped on a pair of long legs, stepped across the screen into the battlefield, and appeared under the dome.

The aging and moss that spread rapidly on the ground did not touch him. Wherever he walked, there was a golden light, as if time had once again revealed a miracle, rebuilding a new country on top of the ugly and real ruins.

Chi Yiyin walked quietly, no rotting corpse dared to touch him or stop him.

They looked at the book in Chi Yiyin's hands in fear, with horror in their eyes, as if the truth that had been hidden all along was discovered by others, and the most invisible ugliness was exposed to the sun.

The rotting corpse let out a terrified roar from the depths of its soul, and crawled away from Chi Yiyin.

Soon, a straight path was cleared out on the chaotic battlefield, and wherever Chi Yiyin walked, there was an empty bright golden light.

Like Moses divided the sea.

Li Sijun didn't expect Chi Yiyin to come back, so he couldn't help looking at him in surprise.

When he saw the book spread out in his hand, Li Sijun seemed to think of something, his eyes gradually darkened.

He has read the book written by Chi Yiyin and knows what kind of story it is about.

It wasn't just about fog and being trapped in a coffee shop.

What is written in the book is the most basic human nature.

weak.

It is also the core of the copy of [Doll Cafe].

Just when he was about to destroy the entire dungeon, Chi Yiyin appeared holding the core of the dungeon...Chi Yiyin, do you want to prevent the dungeon from dying?

Li Sijun stood on the spot with one hand in his pocket, but the trend of spreading under his feet did not stop.

The dome temple is still aging rapidly, and even the masonry is loose and falling off, as if it has been in disrepair for a long time, and will soon become a collapsed ruin.

But under such destruction, there is a new force supporting the temple.

Strip away all false beauty to reveal the ugly but real inside.

Then, build a new temple on top of reality.

Chi Yiyin walked calmly, without a trace of fluctuation in his blue eyes, reciting in a low voice the words he had written with his own hands.

The power is like water waves, swaying around in circles.

The moment the rotting corpse touched the power, it was like a mummy destroyed by a tornado, and it scattered into a handful of powder without even struggling, and fell down.

The changes on the battlefield caught the attention of the Valkyrie-like store manager.

Surprised, she soon realized that Li Sijun might have been completely disappointed in this place, so she wanted to destroy this resting place of soul.

This is what she expected.

God's mercy is not that there are worthless stones everywhere on the roadside, and you can pick them up by bending over.

It was a precious thing that had been exchanged for so many pure souls praying and weeping day and night.

Once is already difficult.

What's more, it is the pityed soul itself that destroys the peace of this gift.

The store manager wants to guard those fragile and irresistible souls, so that the last resting place of their souls can survive.

But she is even more aware that the matter has come to this point, and everything is in vain.

But…

The store manager stopped his movements in astonishment, turned to look at Chi Yiyin, and followed him.

This survivor, who was qualified because of God's momentary curiosity, is actually trying to prop up the dungeon again.

As a grave keeper, the store manager can feel that countless souls are dying from the cafe.

That's not because of Li Sijun's strength, but because of Chi Yiyin's kindness and ruthlessness.

The weak soul continues to fall into a long sleep, and smiles in sweet dreams.

And the souls that once regretted making the decision, they were trapped in the already decayed corpses, but under the strange power of Chi Yiyin, they could no longer hurt any souls, but followed the guidance of the power, leaving Cafes, step into the reality once abandoned by them.

However, how can a person who has not walked for a long time survive a long journey?

Those souls who used to be afraid of the pain of real life and hid in the grave without asking about the world, they have long since lost the courage to fight against life, and all their endurance has been destroyed by the pure beauty.

As long as reality is slightly flawed, they can't bear it, feel dirty and suffer.

They are no longer accustomed to running around for life, and cannot bear the pain of being entangled in troubles and having to grit their teeth to hold on.

Chi Yiyin gave them a chance to be human again and leave the cafe.

But when those souls walked out of the cafe, they regretted again under the pressure of the head-on, missed the beauty of the dream, and wanted to retreat.

However, for some doors, you only have one chance to pass through.

As long as you leave, no matter how much you cry, God will never soften your heart again.

As a result, those regretful souls were pinched by two different forces, and under the fluctuation of the forces, they instantly evaporated into powder.

The moment the store manager figured it out, his eyes slowly widened, and he looked at Chi Yiyin in disbelief.

She never expected that Chi Yiyin would make such a decision.

This kind of behavior... cold and tender, harsh but fair.

How is it different from God?

The store manager couldn't help but recall Li Sijun's expression when he talked about Chi Yiyin to her.

At that time, she only thought that it was because Li Sijun seldom paid attention to human beings, so when he discovered a soul that was completely different from everyone else, his reason was overwhelmed by joy, which made Li Sijun make a wrong judgment.

The store manager has never denied that Chi Yiyin is a brilliant and rare soul, but if it is said that he is going to kill Li Sijun, as predicted, the store manager does not believe it.

But now, she believed it.

If, if so sane and just...

The store manager was shaken violently.

However, after the initial surprise, Li Sijun immediately realized what Chi Yiyin was thinking.

There was a smile in his eyes, and it was not surprising that Chi Yiyin would make such a decision.

From him, Chi Yiyin learned what he was thinking, and also knew why he chose to destroy this place.

But Chi Yiyin has never been a character who regards other people's thoughts as his standard.

He has his own independent thinking and clear thinking, he knows what he wants and in which direction he should walk.

In his opinion, Li Sijun's decision did not completely match his idea.

Ordinary people may cry and beg loudly, begging someone to show kindness and help them. Or they may choose to murmur and complain, or wait on the spot in silence.

They passively put their fate in the hands of others, relying on the kindness and softness of others to gamble on the possibility of survival.

But that would never be Chi Yiyin.

What he doesn't like, he must change. What he hates shall perish.

And those souls...

Chi Yiyin used her own power to give them a second choice.

But also coldly let them see the truth.

Li Sijun gave them the freedom to choose death, but some souls chose to regret it.

Chi Yiyin gave them a second chance right after they died.

—Choose their own destiny, whether to return to the world.

But now, it is obvious that the souls sent out of the cafe by Chi Yiyin all died without exception.

When they faced the real world again, they found that they could not bear the pressure of life at all. The decisions made cowardly were like indelible imprints, firmly engraved on their souls, making them think that they could still choose to escape.

Beasts that have eaten people will never forget the taste of blood, and souls that have escaped will still not have courage.

Chi Yiyin stripped away the **** truth for them to see, forcing them to face their true selves at the moment of their second complete death.

In the long and peaceful slumber of the cafe, reality is still too long away from the soul.

They can only touch their own dreams, but they are getting farther and farther away from reality.

In the memory, the reality is beautified over and over again, all the pain is subconsciously forgotten, and what finally appears before their eyes is a "reality" that is far more beautiful than a dream, making them yearn for and regret their past decisions.

Chi Yiyin was far more ruthless than Li Sijun.

He refused to give those souls even a deceitful dream, and threw them into reality rationally and indifferently, and then at the last moment of their death, he made them realize what kind of gift they had just discarded by themselves.

Both oblivion and death are God's mercy, allowing the tortured soul to enter a peaceful sleep.

But Chi Yiyin is not a god.

How could he tolerate the weakness of those souls because he had a high standard for himself and hated foolish people the most?

Li Sijun wants to destroy the grave of the entire soul, and no longer bestows grace on it.

Chi Yiyin wanted the souls to watch them destroy themselves. Souls that are so ignorant that they can't tell good from evil are not qualified to sleep peacefully.

On the roaring battlefield, only Chi Yiyin walked steadily and calmly, walked slowly under the dome, ignored the store manager and passed her by, and then walked slowly towards Li Sijun.

Around Chi Yiyin's body, corpses emerged one after another and then disappeared quickly, with faces full of pleading and struggling, wanting to beg for mercy from him.

But they couldn't even touch a corner of Chi Yiyin's clothes.

Foolish souls who cannot pass the second judgment are not qualified to approach him.

The wind blew Chi Yiyin's silver-gray hair, and the blood-stained shirt fluttered and fluttered behind him.

But he stood not far from Li Sijun and stopped in his tracks.

"Are you slaughtering those souls?"

With a smile on his lips, Li Sijun asked softly: "Do you think there is no need for them to continue?"

"Do not."

To everyone's surprise, Chi Yiyin gave a negative answer.

He slowly raised his eyes from the pages of the book, looked directly at Li Sijun and said calmly: "I am giving mercy to the latecomers."

Li Sijun instantly understood what Chi Yiyin meant, and he looked at Chi Yiyin in surprise, never expecting him to hide his pity so deeply.

That's right, as long as Chi Yiyin re-judged and screened out those souls who lost the qualification to stay here, and the rest of the souls who have not awakened from their dreams and regretted their choices can continue to rest in the grave.

If Chi Yiyin did this and calmed down the turmoil in hell, then Li Sijun would have no reason to destroy this place.

As Li Sijun said, the meaning of his building here is not to destroy it.

And as long as the temple of death exists for a moment, and new life enters here, they will be able to receive God's mercy and choose their own death just like their predecessors.

As long as the dungeons and gravekeepers are still there, those fragile souls will always have a second home.

This is Chi Yiyin's hidden pity for those other souls.

Chi Yiyin noticed the way Li Sijun looked at her, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a light smile, "Why, don't I look like the person who would do such a thing?"

"I'm very kind."

He blinked at Li Sijun, and the godlike indifference just now came alive.

Li Sijun couldn't help but also laughed.

The two stood facing each other, one of them was covered with moss and mold, and the ground was barren and desolate, and the ground was full of flesh and blood. There is gold all over one person's side, and a gorgeous temple is gradually taking shape behind him.

One light and one dark, desolate and prosperous.

The two of them separated the two worlds.

Outside of the two of them, the flesh and blood of the corpses splattered, and blood fell from the sky, but all the death and noise had nothing to do with them.

In their eyes, only each other remained.

However, Li Sijun was amazed at Chi Yiyin's unpolished but natural divinity, and was overjoyed.

That was the joy of seeing someone of the same kind for the first time after traveling alone for a long time.

And Chi Yiyin...

Like a bystander, he glanced at Li Sijun indifferently, took a panoramic view of all his expressions, rationally analyzed all emotions about him, and tried his best to find out the truth behind Li Sijun.

However, the different thoughts of the two did not affect their communication with each other.

It seemed that what they were in at this time was not a **** and rotten tomb, but a garden full of flowers.

What Chi Yiyin recited in a low voice was not enough to be ruthless enough to judge the soul.

But the whispered Shakespeare sonnets.

Li Sijun was intoxicated by the depiction of love, and his golden brown eyes shone brightly.

"Your long summer will never wither...

Or Death boasted that you wandered in his shadow, that you grew with time in immortal poetry. "①

Li Sijun murmured in a low voice as if in a daze, the magnetic hoarse voice was full of delusion, which made people's minds turbulent, and he just wanted to get closer, closer, and listen to his words attentively.

But he didn't want to dedicate the bouquet to anyone, he just wanted to give Chi Yiyin all his focused eyes.

"As long as there are humans...or people with eyes."①

Li Sijun took a step forward unconsciously, and took the initiative to approach Xiang Chi Yiyin.

He gently raised his hand, and his slender fingers traced Chi Yiyin's eyebrows and eyes in the air, as if God had anointed the king's forehead with ointment, giving him eternal monarchy on the earth.

"...the poem God has given you shall endure and give you life."

This is a gift enough to make any believer or priest crazy, but Chi Yiyin looked indifferent and unmoved.

He watched Li Sijun gradually approaching him indifferently, the golden brilliance spread to the dilapidated scene behind Li Sijun, swallowing all the mottled moss in an instant.

The barren grass has become a flowery courtyard, and the collapsed houses have been rebuilt into towering temples.

— On the ruins, his new country rose up.

The old era is gone, and a new era will come.

On the dome, the faceless statue was carved by an invisible carving knife, and the eyebrows and eyes gradually emerged on the pure white and innocent statue, and the new sovereignty of the temple was about to be declared.

However, at this moment, Chi Yiyin raised his eyelashes, and closed the book in his hand with a "snap!"

In an instant, the effect brought about by the commonality successfully written into the book disappeared without a trace.

In an instant, the golden temple became the phantom of the pool, shaking and shattering.

All souls are judged under the commonality, and the carrion disappears in the wind and sand.

The battlefield, which was still noisy just now, became quiet in an instant as Chi Yiyin calmed down.

The rotting corpse seemed to be just an illusion of all of them, and now that they woke up from the dream, they returned to reality.

There are no gorgeous temples, no barren ruins, and no carrion corpses that regret and become angry from embarrassment.

Only the black cat is lazily squatting on the piano and flicking its tail. The cafe is filled with soft music and rich coffee aroma. Under the dim yellow light, it is quiet and warm.

The doll is still placed among the flowers, but upon closer inspection, the doll no longer smiles, and the corners of its mouth curled down seem to be crying. And the people who were placed in the cafe