The room was dimly lit.
There is a light right at the end.
It was a desk and a pale-skinned man sitting at the desk.
The other party seemed to be aware of the arrival of Hu Qi.
Look up.
It fell on Hu Qi with a kind of scrutiny and consideration.
He raised his hands and clapped.
"You really surprised me!"
When he said this, his bloodshot eyes glanced up and down at Hu Qi.
It seemed like he was looking at some kind of monster.
No wonder he has such a look.
Although he was very optimistic about the other party, he only felt that the other party had a glimmer of potential.
But he didn't expect that he could ignore the rules of this Scarlet Apartment and even fight with one person against nearly a hundred script actors who controlled Dream Eye.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
Hu Qi Opened his palm, the black giant hammer twisted, turned into a shadow and disappeared into the palm of his hand.
"Haha, why are you afraid! I..."
The middle-aged man shook his head.
But as soon as he finished speaking, his whole body flew backwards as if he had been hit by a speeding train, his whole body was printed on the wall, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Aren't you afraid of me? Then you are really brave!"
Hu Qi looked indifferent and retracted his palm.
The other party appears here.
Obviously it has a lot to do with Blood Script.
Instead of listening to the other party's nonsense, it would be better to kill them directly.
"Do you know why I'm not afraid? Because I can't die at all."
The man's voice unexpectedly sounded from the room again.
I saw that the bloody corpse printed on the wall had disappeared at some point.
And the man appeared on the side again.
The body was intact and no injuries were sustained.
Not even the clothes were messed up.
Even so.
But when he spoke, he looked at Hu Qi with a hint of fear.
Just now.
He didn't even see Hu Qi's movements before he flew out.
Although he can't die, the death process is very fast.
But the pain before death was real.
Of course he didn't want to experience it again.
Just, the next second.
Just after he finished speaking.
Hu Qi, who was originally more than ten meters away from him, just glanced at him.
In an instant, his head exploded.
The headless body fell to the ground.
A golden flame burned on his body.
Soon there was only a dark mark left on the spot.
This time nearly ten seconds passed.
Only then did the man's figure appear again.
But compared to before, his expression was no longer as indifferent as before, and his originally pale skin was almost transparent.
This time his face was full of horror.
In the past, although Blood Script would also bring in some Dream Controller, even some monsters with monstrous IQs.
But it was completely incomparable to the person in front of me.
This person felt like a moody lunatic.
"Wait... I have something to say..."
His voice trembled.
puff!
Without warning, a strong arm penetrated his body instantly like a sharp blade.
The hand accurately grasped the spine in his body. His body stiffened suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with horror and disbelief.
"You..."
He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Hu Qi who quietly appeared behind him at some point.
At this time, his face was distorted by extreme fear.
Immediately afterwards, the blazing flames enveloped his entire body again, burning fiercely.
However, this time as time passed, the man's figure that was supposed to appear again did not appear.
"I thought I really couldn't die?"
Hu Qi whispered to himself.
As the man died completely, the tables and chairs originally placed in front of him faded and disappeared.
In its place was a huge black book that was four to five meters high and looked like a wall.
It stood there quietly closed.
The surface of the book is covered with strange bloody lines.
When the eyes fell on it, those bloody stripes were like living creatures, seeming to be constantly squirming.
"Blood Script?"
Hu Qi's eyes moved.
"Yes, this is Blood Script."
Fox Three, who was sleeping on Hu Qi's shoulder, woke up at some point.
At this moment, its eyes were staring unblinkingly at the huge black book with blood-colored patterns.
"The last time I saw this thing was three thousand years ago.
Congratulations, Sir, you have found the body of Blood Script, which even 'Heaven' could not find. My admiration for you is like a torrential river..."
Fox Three smiled flatteringly as he spoke, and the flattery came one after another like a barrage of flattery.
"Shut up!"
Hu Qi frowned impatiently.
Fox Three saw this.
He immediately closed his mouth obediently.
Hu Qi stepped forward.
Whenever he came near this Blood Script, he was about to reach out his hand to refine it.
suddenly.
The originally motionless pages of the bloody script suddenly opened as if driven by a mysterious force!
Wow!
The pages of the book turned quickly, and finally settled on a picture.
Then, a dazzling red light flashed past.
Hu Qi felt his whole body tighten and was instantly frozen in place, unable to move.
At this time, dark shadow tentacles surged out from the pages of the book.
Like a snake, it wrapped around Hu Qi's body flexibly, then exerted force and dragged him towards the page of the book.
After a few breaths.
The room fell into deathly silence again, with only the black page standing in the center of the room.
——
At the same time.
In the real world, it's early morning.
The sky was dim.
The fine rain woven into a hazy gauze, covering everything in it.
Qingyin City.
Near a pond near the suburbs, there were slight ripples on the water due to the influence of rainfall.
The fish in the pond surfaced one after another, their mouths opening and closing to suck in air.
Beside the grass on one side of the pond, there was a man in his thirties.
Wearing a black raincoat, he sat there quietly fishing.
"It is said on the Internet that when it rains, the dissolved oxygen in the water increases, and the fish will be more active and easier to take the bait. I will definitely not return empty-handed this time."
The man muttered to himself.
His eyes were fixed on the red and white fish float suspended on the water, his eyes full of expectation.
suddenly.
The fish float swayed slightly, then sank rapidly.
When the man saw this, his expression suddenly perked up, with a look of joy on his face.
"Haha, a good start!"
He whispered excitedly and hurriedly reached out to close the pole.
However, just as he started to finish, something felt wrong.
The fishing rod was pulled by a powerful force and quickly bent into a semi-arc shape. This pulling force far exceeded what he had experienced when fishing in the past.
"There must be something big down here, maybe a big fish!"
The man was so excited that his face turned red and he held the fishing rod tightly with both hands.
He pulled back with all his strength, thankful that his fishing rod was of high quality and did not break under the huge pulling force.
As the man pulled, the calm water began to roll.
Because of the rain, the surroundings were dim and gloomy.
However, due to the short distance, the man could barely see the situation on the water surface clearly.
But he didn't see the outline of the fish or the waving fins he imagined.
What caught his eye were strands of black hair emerging from the bottom of the water and slowly spreading out on the turbid water.
Then, a pale woman's face, bloodless and expressionless, slowly surfaced.
The cold face looked particularly strange in the hazy rain and fog.
This sudden scene instantly startled the surrounding fish schools.
The man felt a loud bang in his head.
My scalp was numb, and an instinctive fear surged into my heart.
He subconsciously leaned back and fell off the bench.
"Fuck! Ghost!"
An extremely frightened scream that was not like a human voice squeezed out of his throat, and he got up and ran desperately towards the distance.
Due to his excessive speed and the fact that the ground was soaked by rain and became muddy and slippery, he fell to the ground after only a few steps.
But he ignored the pain and didn't have time to check whether he was injured. He just used his hands and feet to roll and crawl forward and continued to run forward until the figure disappeared into the woods in the distance.
"It actually appeared in the water?"
Just behind the woman, there were ripples in the water, and then two more figures emerged from the water.
One male and one female.
It is Wei Fan and Gao Qian.
The creepy pale face before was disguised as Ouyang Shuokong who was seriously injured and had yet to recover.
"Where is this? Why are we here? Where did that monster go?"
Gao Qian's voice was trembling, and her eyes scanned the surroundings warily.
The green and black tattoo on the back of the hand spread down the arm to the face.
This is a sign to fully mobilize this Tattoo Dream Eye.
She only felt a blur in front of her eyes.
Reappeared already underwater.
The horrific sight of mutilated limbs everywhere in Blood-colored Space has long since disappeared.
Climbing from the pond to the shore, what comes into view is a barren field.
The sky in the distance was shrouded in haze and foggy.
The patter of rain fell like fine silver threads.
"Not sure, but we should break away from Blood Script."
Wei Fan said softly, with fatigue in his voice.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but there were a few strands of silver hair on his originally black hair, and he looked slightly haggard.
He didn't notice that a strange color flashed through Ouyang Shuokong's eyes.
There are only two possibilities to get rid of the restrictions of Blood Script.
Either the master intervened.
Either that Dream Eye on Wei Fan played a role.
In comparison, he prefers the latter.
For what Ouyang Shuokong thinks.
Wei Fan naturally doesn't know.
now.
Although he managed to escape, he was in a terrible mood.
Feeling the severe feeling of exhaustion coming from the body.
Before, after using the power of Clock Dream Eye in his right eye, he cleared the Blood Script mark and escaped from that Blood-colored Space.
Unfortunately, this was not what he wanted.
His goal was that Blood Script from beginning to end, but unfortunately things backfired.
"Why did that kind of monster appear? Also, that Bone Shattering Hammer, it seems that this is the person who robbed me."
Wei Fan thought to himself, frowning.
He felt a strange feeling.
Why does this person succeed in disrupting his plans every time.
The importance of Blood Script is naturally self-evident.
The compilation ability it possesses is simply terrifying.
But now because of the other party, he had to leave Blood Script, how could he be willing to do so.
"I will definitely kill this person in the future!"
A bone-chilling coldness flashed in his eyes.
"But fortunately, it's not without gain."
His eyes flickered slightly, and his fingers unconsciously touched a space in his trouser pocket. There was something there, which was crumpled.
Click!
The steel prison door opened from the outside.
The middle-aged judge wore a black robe and walked in with a stern expression, followed by two armed prison guards.
The judge looked at the figure sitting next to the iron bed on one side.
"Defendant, you are suspected of intentional homicide and used cruel methods to commit murder with a knife in broad daylight, causing multiple innocent victims to die on the spot..."
The judge unfolded the verdict with a calm and cold voice. Every time he read out a crime, it was like a sharp arrow piercing the silence of the cell.
"... After review and judgment by the collegial panel, you are sentenced to death and will be executed immediately tomorrow morning!"
Finished.
The judge sighed.
He looked at Hu Qi who said nothing.
Think of the other side's case.
After all, I couldn't help but say something.
"You shouldn't be so impulsive. They should be severely punished by the law. You..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
He was interrupted by Hu Qi.
"Okay, stop talking about these useless nonsense, let's go, I want to be quiet."
Hu Qi The sound is dull.
As the cell door closes.
The room fell silent again.
Occasionally, prisoners' cries and curses could be heard from all around.
In the cell, the lights were dim.
The surrounding walls were as cold as iron.
Chill seeped from the walls, reaching to the bone.
Hu Qi sat quietly by the bed, his hands were bound by heavy handcuffs, and his feet were also shackled. Every time he moved slightly, the metal collision would make a cold and harsh sound.
His face was as dull as a wood carving, and his eyes were hollow and numb, but there was a faint hint of relief after relief.
He raised his head and stared at the small window high up on the wall that only let in a few weak rays of light, and his thoughts drifted away involuntarily.
Picture after picture of memories flashed before his eyes like a flood.
From the ignorance and immaturity in elementary school to the youthful days in college.
After graduation, the pressure of finding a job came like a mountain.
He had no choice but to start as a chef apprentice and began a arduous academic career.
Fortunately, he was willing to endure hardships and was talented in cooking. He stood out among the apprentices and was gradually promoted to head chef.
After working hard for several years, he saved a little money and was introduced to a blind date, and met a woman he could talk to.
The two got along for a year and a half, fell in love, got married, and started a family.
Then he opened a restaurant.
A year later, the lovely daughter was born, bringing endless joy to this little family.
However, the gears of fate began to reverse ruthlessly.
My three-year-old daughter went missing when she went out.
Since then, the family has been enveloped in a deep cloud of grief.
Due to self-blame and excessive sadness, the wife almost suffered a mental breakdown. In a silent night, she jumped off the building and committed suicide in despair.
In an instant, the family was destroyed, and the once warm harbor was shattered.
But he always had a trace of obsession in his heart and never gave up looking for his daughter.
Finally, not long ago, he obtained key information from a mutual aid group looking for children and learned that his daughter might be in a remote mountain village.
He embarked on the road to find a girl without hesitation, and found the daughter he had longed for day and night in that remote and backward mountain village.
I saw that small figure with a yellow face, wearing shabby clothes, and his thin body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind.
There was not much flesh on his body. Seeing his daughter like this, Hu Qi felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife.
The first time he found his daughter, he just wanted to take her away from this place immediately.
But things went against expectations, and unruly people came out of the poor mountains and rivers.
When the young and old in the mountain village heard that he was going to take away their children, they swarmed him.
They surrounded him and shouted evil words at him.
He was not allowed to step out of the village and even arrogantly threatened to break his limbs.
Hu Qi looked at these ugly faces.
The anger that had been pent up in his heart for many years suddenly erupted like a volcano, and he completely lost his mind.
He suddenly snatched the sickle from a villager's hand and, driven by anger, swung it wildly.
Cut down the villagers who blocked him one by one.
Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing his whole body red, and thirty-four fresh lives disappeared.
Such a major criminal case naturally attracted the attention of the police.
It didn't take long for Hu Qi to be arrested and brought to justice.
Because the case was extremely serious and there was no room for change, the court directly sentenced him to death.
Fortunately, my daughter still has grandparents and grandparents to rely on. They will definitely give her love and care, and her life will definitely be better than living in that mountain village.
Hu Qi comforted himself like this.
"But, having said that, I'm really good. I killed more than thirty people by myself and didn't get hurt at all."
Hu Qi frowned.
There was no fear or regret in his heart.
Because those human traffickers and those who help others deserve to die!
The One and Only It is a pity that the real culprit of trafficking is still alive and well, he was just sentenced to a few years.
In addition, what makes him a little strange is.
Whether it was his wife or his child, he could not remember the appearance of the other party, only a vague outline, as if separated by a layer of gauze.
"Forget it."
He shook his head and thought no more.
I thought I was going to die anyway, so I might as well have a good sleep.
So, he lay down on the bed, stopped thinking about it, and closed his eyes.
After a while, the cell fell into silence, with only his slight breathing rising and falling in the darkness.
A night of silence.
early morning.
A gloomy sky enveloped the execution ground, and the high walls surrounding it were cold and forbidding.
It seems to separate this place from the outside world into two worlds.
In the center of the execution ground, lonely pillars stood there, with wooden signs hanging on them.
The signs swayed gently in the breeze and made a slight crunching sound.
On it were written the names of those who were about to be executed.
Hu Qi can easily see his name on it.
Those two big characters looked particularly dazzling under the gray sky.
There was deathly silence all around, except for a row of executioners with loaded guns standing by with serious expressions.
On the execution ground.
The atmosphere was as solemn as the real thing, accompanied by gunshots.
The prisoners fell down one by one. After a few twitches on the ground, they completely stopped moving and died on the spot.
"The defendant Hu Qi is sentenced to death. Please tell me whether to execute it immediately?"
Executive Officer's voice seemed particularly cold in the silent execution ground.
"Execute!"
The superior issued a brief but decisive order.
Hu Qi closed his eyes.
Strangely there was no fear.
It was as if the barrel of the gun behind him pointing at his head was a useless fire stick.
It is impossible to hurt yourself at all.
"Did I have a mental problem?"
This thought couldn't help but arise in his mind.
A normal person would be held at gunpoint in this scenario.
And the prisoners who died in front of them.
At the very least, your palms will sweat, your breathing will become rapid and disordered in an instant, and your heart will start beating crazily.
My thoughts will instantly fall into chaos, and various thoughts will flash by like a revolving lantern.
In severe cases, incontinence and peeing may even occur.
But he couldn't feel any fear at all.
This is obviously not normal.
"Open the bolt, three, two, one! Release!"
Bang!
A bullet, wrapped in the breath of death, erupted from the muzzle like lightning.
A precise hit on the back of Hu Qi's head.
But the scene of blood and flesh splattering did not appear.
There was only a crisp sound, and the bullet that was supposed to penetrate his head twisted and deformed, falling to the ground feebly.
But Hu Qi still stood there upright, motionless.
After a brief silence.
A voice as cold as coming from hell sounded over the execution ground again.
"Re-execute!"
At the same time, the surrounding executioners quickly adjusted their status.
The black barrels were all pointed at Hu Qi again, and the fingers directly pulled the trigger without hesitation.
Bang bang bang...
The dense bullets rained down on Hu Qi's body, but what was shocking was that.
When these bullets hit him, it was like hitting an iron man made of steel.
Only weak flames burst out from his body surface, and then they all bounced to the ground.
"Are you... are... kidding me?"
Hu Qi twisted his neck slightly and made a 'click' sound.
The shackles and ropes that originally bound him suddenly broke apart and turned into countless fragments scattered on the ground.