When this sword, which was as flashy as a work of art, penetrated his body and memory, the weird and fierce conflict in Lu Xin's body, and the hands that stretched out to hold up the skin, suddenly became quiet.
There were countless swords stuck in his body, and blood flowed down the hilts, forming a small river at his feet.
In the river, more black threads grew.
These threads crawled all over his body, sewing up his lips and sewing up his eyes.
Trapped in a memory cage, he was cut off from the outside world.
At this time, his spiritual power spread unconsciously and gradually merged with Teacher Lu's spiritual power.
The sounds of real and illusory play and games began to expand and become more and more real.
In the entire Qinggang Satellite City No. 2, everyone seemed to see the figures of children in the shadows, crawling back and forth.
They smiled happily, as if they were in the sun.
But the happier they laughed, the more depressing guilt filled the air.
This feeling of guilt is enough to overwhelm all reason and memory.
At the same time, No. 8 stood in front of Teacher Lu.
The black suit and white shirt on his body were stained red with blood, as if large red flowers were blooming.
His palms were trembling, and the Sword of Judgment contained in his suit undershirt was also trembling.
It seemed to be urging him to quickly attack the girl in front of him and end the trial.
But No. 8 just stood there holding the suitcase.
His face and forehead kept blooming with wounds, like cracks on porcelain.
"Why me?"
He murmured to himself, his eyes blurred. "Why do you want me to stay?"
"No. 9, No. 9, don't you want to stop me?"
"Why don't you just kill me and leave me here alone?"
"..."
His voice was full of confusion, and he was almost going crazy as he endured this intense torture.
"Because he believes in you..."
A somewhat gentle voice sounded in No. 8's ears, a strange tremor of spiritual power, like a woman's sigh:
"Although I will be angry because of your stubbornness, although I also want to beat you up, and although I don't like your behavior of complaining, you are still his family after all. You grew up with him in the orphanage and gave him the Beginning memories."
"No. 8, he also hopes that you can become Xu Jing, and truly get rid of this number..."
"..."
"..."
Listening to this voice, No. 8's body suddenly trembled even more violently, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Looking at Teacher Lu on the sofa, his emotions suddenly became uncontrollable.
"Am I really wrong in the past?"
Lu Xin, trapped in the memory cage, is looking at his life in confusion.
He had thought he would not be afraid of judgment.
After all, I am active, healthy and working hard, which is simply... perfect.
But after being completely affected by the power of judgment, he suddenly realized that his life was really miserable.
From a kindergarten to a business company, from the company to being recruited by the Special Purity Department...
Do you have any regrets in your past life?
Yes, very many.
It seems that I can do everything better and be less stupid. If I carefully observe every period of my life, I can find many things that I regret, and even make myself so ashamed that I want to kill myself.
Everyone faces the ultimate curse: If only they had not done that...
Lu Xin is looking at each of his past selves.
Watching them being pierced by the silver Sword of Judgment, watching their chests bleeding, standing quietly in front of him.
Looking at each of their faces, there were expressions of pain or shame.
They looked like a long queue, starting from the Beginning's memory, all the way to the front of him.
At this moment, he only had one thought, wanting to reject everything in the past.
Under the influence of great anger and shame, he brandished one Sword of Judgment.
He penetrated every one of his bodies hard.
Only by killing your past self can you undo the mistakes you made in the past.
One by one, Sword of Judgment was inserted into his body, carrying hatred and denial of himself.
He started a massacre in his own memory.
Kill yourself at every stage.
Whether they are playing Tetris quietly in the company or secretly receiving red envelopes.
Those who are bullied by others in the company still work hard to act in front of Teacher Lu...
Finally, he passed through a long gap, which was the truly missing part of his memory, and came to the Beginning...
... Orphanage.
This is where everything happened, and where the pain that everyone is carrying today began.
Lu Xin hates this place the most, and also hates himself the most at this time.
So he broke into the orphanage with Sword of Judgment, which had killed many people, and came to the end of memory.
In other words, the source.
He saw a person named the Beginning in his memory.
It was a little boy holding his legs, hiding in the corner of the pale laboratory, sitting quietly.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Xin who was covered in blood and holding Sword of Judgment in his hand.
The eyes are very clean, and the whole person looks very hollow.
"Is this myself at the Beginning?"
"Is it this little monster who killed everyone in the orphanage?"
"..."
This strange feeling enveloped Lu Xin's whole body.
He slowly raised Sword of Judgment and pointed at the little boy sitting in the corner.
Obviously, by killing the Beginning yourself at this time, you can truly get relief and truly relax.
However, Lu Xin suddenly hesitated.
This is unwillingness.
It's the kind of unwillingness that arises when Teacher Lu exposes the biggest illusion of his life and is exhausted.
He looked at the little boy, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.
This is the source of his own memories and the culprit. It was he who did what happened to the orphanage and caused the beginning of pain.
It was also from him that he had this terrible life.
Therefore, as long as he is solved, everything will be solved.
He will be completely destroyed, and all the mistakes he has made will be erased.
From now on, I will never feel guilty again in this world.
When Lu Xin looked at the little boy, he slowly raised his head and looked at Lu Xin quietly.
All kinds of shadows appeared around, with a long and dazzling light.
There is a scene where he is locked in a huge, empty room and observed.
There is a scene where he is sent to the experimental table and cut open bit by bit.
There are also scenes of observing his emotional changes under the stimulation of various noises or bright lights.
There are also scenes of walking by one operating table after another, hearing countless cries and struggles, but being completely indifferent.
Very few people can have such an experience.
Face to face with the past self, eyes intertwined, as two ends, discussing the life in the middle.
It seemed that no one of them had spoken, and they seemed to have exchanged a lot of opinions.
Looking at the little boy huddled in the corner, Lu Xin didn't know whether he should slash him to death with his sword, or...
"Bypass him and execute the judgment!"
At the same time, the executors outside have felt that Lu Xin is quickly falling into self-isolation.
It can also be felt that the power of judgment has completely overwhelmed this man and begun to pollute him from the depths of his heart. The countless black threads are quickly sealing Lu Xin, changing his appearance and mental radiation bit by bit.
Even the clothes he was wearing were about to turn into a black suit like his own.
It's just a little short of complete contamination.
The birth of an executor.
They did not dare to rush this process and were unable to speed it up. Therefore, they made a unified choice at the same time.
Like running water, it poured into Crimson Moon Elementary School, bypassed Lu Xin, and walked into the teaching building, or directly passed through the wall of the teaching building, like a huge shadow, gathering around the office from all directions.
"It's time for trial..."
"Xu Jing, please complete your mission as the executor..."
"..."
Different faces appeared on the wall next to the office.
It was reflected in the reflection of the glass window.
Born from the hallucination of Teacher Lu, he looked at No. 8 faintly.
Because he accepted the accusation from Teacher Lu, the last key also lies with him.
But among countless gazes, No. 8 just stood silently, his body trembling all the time.
Until he was completely surrounded by executors, he completely lost all options.
Instead, his condition stabilized and he silently placed the silver suitcase in his hand on the ground.
He looked up at the indifferent faces and replied in a low voice, "I cannot carry out the execution."
"Uh-huh!"
Countless faces around him suddenly became angry and cold.
But looking at them, Xu Jing was calmer than ever before, and whispered, "Because, I also feel that she is not wrong."
"I can't kill someone who is willing to bear sin just because of his kindness."
"..."
"You are the executor of Midnight Court."
Countless faces around him suddenly opened and closed at the same time, making a sound like ocean waves, "What you need to do is to execute."
"You cannot go against the power of judgment..."
"..."
"I am the executor of Midnight Court..."
Xu Jing slowly raised his head and looked at the faces.
It seems that what we are looking at is not just these faces, but something deeper.
He slowly said, "But I was also a person who grew up in an orphanage, and she was once dependent on each other..."
While saying these words slowly, he reached into the inside of the suit and took out the exquisite Sword of Judgment.
Then he looked down and seemed a little reluctant.
But he still gently dropped the sword on the ground, and then touched a vase next to it.
He looked up at the executor with a clear attitude.
At this time, his hair was messy, his skin was full of cracks, his white shirt looked extremely dull and wrinkled, and he looked like a gangster picking up a vase like a brick. It was really an unprecedented embarrassing moment in his life.
But his eyes also seemed brighter than ever before.
"Dang Cang..."
In the memory cage, facing the expressionless little boy, Sword of Judgment in Lu Xin's hand also fell to the ground.
He did not stab the little boy huddled in the corner with his sword.
Instead, she slowly stepped forward, squatted in front of him, gently stretched out her hands, and hugged him.
How can you blame a little boy who has been locked up in an experiment since he was a child?
Even if this little boy is me...
"Betraying Midnight Court means betraying fairness..."
"You also need to be judged..."
It seemed that anger struck the hearts of these executioners, causing their expressions to become slightly distorted.
Because of their appearance, the air ripples that became slightly distorted also began to rise layer by layer, constantly setting off peaks.
Each executor bypassed Lu Xin and walked into Crimson Moon Elementary School.
In the office on the third floor, No. 8 was holding a vase in his hand and showing his ferocity towards these executioners.
Like a child who only complained and was beaten at first, but finally learned to fight.
At the gate of the primary school, Lu Xin stood quietly on the spot, and the little hand that kept supporting his skin suddenly disappeared.
It seems that the conflict in memory has finally subsided.
In the memory cage, holding the little boy in his arms, he began to re-examine his past self and think seriously.
One by one, he appeared in the laboratory, some were bigger, some were smaller, some had blood on their bodies, some had hair like chicken coops, and confusion on their faces. Some were holding an envelope in their hands and subconsciously hiding it behind their backs. That was the first payment given by Chen Jing. Some were standing quietly in front of the window shrouded in the night, all alone, looking out the window.
Lu Xin's heart suddenly began to tremble violently.
In fact, no one is working hard enough.
They just happened to exist in the past and helped me get through the most difficult time of the Beginning...
The Beginning's self, who was indifferent to everything, did not have the emotions that he can feel now.
Then, how could I blame him for looking at the world indifferently?
As the first person to join the company, because I didn't want to make any mistakes, I could only learn what others did.
How could I blame him for being too rigid at that time and only knowing how to work overtime?
When I saw Teacher Lu again, I had forgotten the past, so how could I not greet her with a smile?
My selves at different times have shaped my current selves...
...So, why deny the past?
There is no need to regret in life, just like complex data will only have one result after precise calculation. If you put yourself now into the past, under the specific data at that time, you will make the same choice.
Perception, emotion, desire, knowledge, instinct, and memory are the data that determine everything.
The self, before finding the spiritual core, is just a puppet in these data.
All the selves in the past were trapped in this time to help themselves at this time find their true self.
Thinking of this, a feeling of relief suddenly appeared on Lu Xin's face.
However, even he himself did not know that in this memory cage, when all the selves were preparing for reconciliation, in the corner of the laboratory, the self the Beginning who was held in his arms suddenly showed a surprised and curious expression on his face.
"Uh-huh!"
When countless executors poured into Crimson Moon Elementary School and rushed to the office on the third floor, Lu Xin suddenly woke up.
His eyes had been sewn shut, but when the executioners took action, they were forcibly opened.
Because he used too much force, his eyes were torn directly by black threads, forming a bloody mess.
But inside the blurry flesh and blood, one could still see a strange light blooming from his eyes. His heart, which had become empty because of knowing Teacher Lu's lies, also had a subtle and strange emotion at this time. Everything in the memory cage just now became blurry the moment he woke up. Only one scene suddenly became extremely clear.
It was when I was very young, a version of myself from the future gently hugged the Beginning myself.
Maybe no one really cares about themselves, right?
But, sometimes, isn't the hug you give yourself the same warmth?
"Shuashuashua..."
At the same time, the executors who passed by Lu Xin and those who had been staring at him stopped at the same time. They originally thought that Lu Xin was about to be completely contaminated and become one of them, but at this moment something unexpected happened.
There were no surprises in the contamination process and it was very smooth.
It's like poisoning a person, the whole process goes smoothly, and you watch the person drink the poison.
But at this moment, they suddenly discovered that the man was not dead...
Lu Xin was like this. He was obviously contaminated by the strongest and most thorough pollution, but he opened his eyes at this time.
There was actually life in his eyes.
"You..."
Lu Xin In the sight of these executioners, overwhelmed by the power of judgment, he slowly opened his mouth and broke away the black thread on his lips little by little. He said in a somewhat unclear voice, "You all want to judge me and accuse me?"
"I don't accept..."
"..."
All the executors stopped suddenly when the voice of Lu Xin sounded.
On the rooftop in the distance, Mom and his sister saw Lu Xin's appearance, and their expressions suddenly became excited.
My sister didn't know what happened, but she felt the changes in Lu Xin's body and subconsciously became very excited.
Mom's eyes were slightly bright, as if his heart, which had been held tightly just now, finally dropped at this moment.
Her eyes were even slightly red, and she seemed a little moved.
The voice was a little confused, and Lu Xin's body was shaking slightly. He seemed to be making an emotionless statement, but it seemed that this calmness already represented his understanding of his past self and the greatest reconciliation with himself:
"Even if my life just started with a misunderstanding, it is still my life."
"It may be full of loopholes, but there is no need for others to point fingers..."
"You want to judge me above the rules and condescendingly, then I want to ask..."
"..."
When he said this, his voice suddenly changed from blurry to extremely clear.
The black silk threads on his body were broken and disappeared completely.
The Sword of Judgment inserted into his body seemed to melt instantly due to the intense heat.
It turned into drop by drop of fiery red juice, flowing down his body and slowly to his feet...
Black shadows slowly surged up, like a gloomy night, faintly mixed with excited laughter.
Lu Xin's eyes were gently cast on each executor in front of him, and a strange provocation slowly appeared in his voice:
"Are you qualified?"
"..."
"Wow..."
At the same time, all the executors took a step back.
They acted in unison, looked up at Lu Xin, and then at the same time, raised their palms and pressed towards Lu Xin.
They were unwilling to accept the scene before them. How could anyone escape from the trial?
In this world, everyone has a dark secret, so everyone has a reason to be judged.
This is the power of Judgment power.
No one can escape justice, let alone the person in front of him...
Under the influence of their spiritual power, layers of air ripples quickly enveloped Lu Xin's body. All kinds of Judgment power once again invaded every level of Lu Xin, quickly digging out and distorting the darkness in Lu Xin's heart.
But this time, they soon discovered that the truth was different from what they imagined.
Under the influence of their mental power, the picture in front of them is constantly changing, distorting, and beating.
As if the lines were disrupted and reorganized, scenes of flickering illusions appeared in the field of vision.
Lu Xin allowed the mental power to act on him, but the smile on his face did not change, and the surrounding pictures began to flicker.
In some scenes, Lu Xin is standing at the gate of the elementary school blocking them.
In some pictures, a weird old building seems to appear behind Lu Xin...
The air seemed to be silent for a moment, and then there was movement inside the old building.
The broken windows were pushed open one by one, and pairs of eyes appeared in the dark room.
At this moment, every executor felt the strange spiritual power in the old building, and couldn't help but feel their heart tremble violently, as if being lifted up by a hand. All their attention was attracted by the eyes in the window, and their palms trembled slightly.
Then, they gradually saw clearly the faces emerging from the windows in the old building.
Lu Xin.
Every face that appeared in the building belonged to Lu Xin.
Young or old, indifferent or smiling, fierce or gentle...
Every face is Lu Xin, but the bodies are all different.
Some are growing on the body of a spider, and some are surrounded by huge octopus tentacles.
Some bodies were just a bunch of broken bodies sewn together, and some were tall and thin, almost touching the ceiling.
Some were just piles of broken tissue stuck to the ceiling, with only a head hanging down.
All the faces were smiling at the executors.
When Lu Xin, who was standing in front of the building, spoke with a sense of laziness, they all followed suit.
The sounds were also uniform, but because countless sounds overlapped together, it seemed extremely uncomfortable:
"What you call trial is just digging out every dark corner of people's hearts and convicting them..."
"I chose to face the world with the kindest side..."
"But you just want to question me..."
"..."
A smile suddenly appeared on his face, "Then have you ever thought about it, if everyone showed their truest side..."
"Am I the one who can't stand it, or is it the world?"
It was written in one breath and is not divided into chapters.
There was a pimple in the eyelid of my left eye, which made my eyes very uncomfortable. I shed more tears that day than before, and I could hardly open my eyes. It was very uncomfortable.