Sesshu and Xiaoye lay in a pool of blood, and the power of resurrection appeared again and again to fill their empty lives. However, conceptual weapons have a time limit, and they cannot live indefinitely.
Finally, the time limit of conceptual weapons ended, and Sesshu and Xiaoye also completed their last resurrection.
Standing in front of them, unarmed, were the cocoons lighting up cigarettes.
Xuan Yu looked at the two brothers melancholy: "Why don't you two die? This won't work. I have to find a ghost to ask for more money. From just now to now, I have killed you 39 times. Well, let me Let’s multiply the reward that Su Nagui gave me by 39.”
Knowing that they were powerless to resist, the two brothers also sat on the ground.
Xiao Ye smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Mr. Xuan Yu, can you give me a cigarette?"
"Oh, okay, little black man over there, what do you want?" Xuan Yu didn't refuse, but asked Xue Zhou enthusiastically.
He still likes to smoke with others, because when someone smokes with him, he can feel that he has gained many times more leisure time.
"Let's have one." Sesshu shrugged, "It's been a long time since I smoked."
The brothers were also heavy smokers, but they gave up.
The reason was that they discovered that there was a new child in the orphanage who was only twelve years old and had been smoking for six years. He came from a very bad native family and learned to smoke under the instigation of the gangsters in the neighborhood. Later he became a smoker. parents died of drug overdose,
Perhaps the only good thing these drug addict parents did was not give their children drugs.
For the sake of the child's health, they talked to the child many times. The child said he would quit smoking every time, but he couldn't bear to smoke again every time, which made the brothers smoke several packs of cigarettes to relieve their anxiety.
Sesshu, who has never been so smart, looked at the cigarette butts on the ground and thought of a way.
That's quitting smoking with that kid.
Sesshu patiently explained to the child: "I know it's difficult to quit smoking. Even adults rarely can say that they won't smoke unless they smoke. But we decided to play a game with you. In the next six months, we will all I will eat and live with you in the orphanage. Anyone in the orphanage who sees Rajesh and I smoking anywhere can tell you. If the person who sees it tells you, then both that person and you will You will be paid a hundred dollars. In addition, if you know the news, you can smoke and play games for a whole day without restraint. However, if no one tells you that they saw us smoking in the past six months, Then you can't smoke either. Again, reporting goes both ways. If someone sees you smoking in violation, that person will be paid a thousand dollars, but your game time will be cut in half.
Would you like to play this game with us? "
Later, Sesshu Xiaoya and the child got rid of the bad thing of smoking addiction.
Now they have relapsed, but fortunately, the child no longer smokes. The two brothers blew out a smoke ring skillfully and turned to "appreciate" the space opened up by the Skeleton Throne, but they immediately I took out a small notebook and pen and started writing a gift list, chatting while writing.
"Ada wants a red cheongsam, Leon wants a knife, and Wesker wants a pair of sunglasses..."
Xuan Yu stood next to the two of them and looked at them: "Are these your last words?"
"This is the list of gifts for the children in our orphanage." Sesshu corrected, and then added, "You are almost dead, and you still say your last words? You should save some strength."
Xuan Yu was amused.
Xiaoye on the side said solemnly: "We entrust you to take this list out to the matchmaker after killing us. The reward may be very low, but I think you will probably accept it."
"Why do you think I will accept it?" Xuan Yu asked, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
"The supermarket receipt that just fell out of your pocket contains diapers and milk powder. You must have just become a father, right?" Xiaoye took out the receipt.
Xuan Yu took it and put it back into his pocket: "I admit that I was thinking about my child just now. Now that you have discovered it, do you want to kidnap me with morality?"
"No, I kidnap you with compassion and empathy, the compassion and empathy of a [father]." Xiaoye shook his head, and then added, "Those children are all orphans, orphans who have lost their parents. .”
Xuan Yu was silent and realized that the two brothers were almost out of cigarettes, so he took out a pack of Marlboro Black Ice Pops from his inner pocket, tore open the package and took out three more cigarettes, and gave two to the two brothers.
He looked down at the two brothers: "Keep writing."
Xuan Yu looked at Xue Zhou and asked as he wrote.
"Why do you want to open a welfare home?"
Sesshu and Xiaoye looked at each other and laughed: "Why can't the killer open a welfare home?"
Xuan Yu was at a loss for words: "It seems that there is indeed no such rule."
"That's okay." Sesshu Xiaoye continued to add to the gift list as if nothing happened.
After the gift list was drawn up, the bank card number and the hiding place of the gold coins circulating in the Round Table were added, and a note was made under it, "Please give one third to the matchmaker as her reward, and the other third." Give it to Mr. Shizhu as part of our repayment, and the last third is Mr. Xuanyu’s reward.”
Why didn't they entrust the hanging cocoon to the blind man? On the one hand, they didn't know whether the blind man would die, and on the other hand, they felt that they shouldn't bother the blind man anymore.
After thinking about it, they thought it would be more appropriate to entrust it to the matchmaker.
Then the brothers solemnly handed the notebook into Xuan Yu's hands.
Xuan Yu bowed to show respect, and the two brothers followed closely, raising their guns and preparing to commit suicide. They chose to commit suicide by drinking bullets in a tacit understanding, because this way they could preserve the dignity of the front of the body.
But unexpectedly, Xuan Cocoon snatched the guns from the hands of the two brothers.
The gun was disassembled into parts, as if his determination to kill was shattered into pieces.
"I changed my mind. You want to give so many children gifts, just like Santa Claus does. This is cool. The only thing that is not cool is that Santa Claus himself has no gifts. Since you can be Santa Claus, then why should I Can't he be the one who gives Santa Claus gifts? If that's the case, then why can't I also give you a gift?" Xuan Yu smoked a cigarette and threw the two notebooks back to the two brothers.
The two brothers looked at each other after taking it, thinking that this person was really weird, but it was a good thing to not die.
"Gifts are always meaningful when they are given by hand. Don't be a killer when you go back. Taking good care of the orphanage is more important than anything else." Xuan Yu said.
Xuan Yu had to admit that his heart softened a lot after the birth of his daughter, so much so that he was "kidnapped" by Sesshu and Xiaoye.
When a killer becomes soft-hearted, he is no longer a qualified killer.
When the "will" in the Skeleton Throne realized that the fighting had stopped and would not continue, the three of them felt an "emotion" similar to human "displeasure".
Without any warning, the three of them were kicked out of the battlefield by the throne.
Xuan Yu shrugged indifferently, took another cigarette and lit it: "I kicked him out, so that's good."
Taking a pleasant sip, Xuan Yu waved his hand: "Since work ends early, let's get off work. Goodbye, you two. Oh no, it's better not to see each other in the future."
Xuan Yu left the platform with the joy of getting off work early. He was not always a good person, so maybe it would be better to be a good person. In the end, it could be regarded as praying for blessings and good deeds for his children.
The matchmaker seemed a little unbelievable: "What kind of ecstasy soup did you give him?"
Sesshu thought for a moment: "We kidnapped him with his child."
Xiaoye nudged Sesshu with his elbow and corrected, "It's compassion and empathy."
"But it did work, didn't it?" Sesshu smiled as if he had survived the disaster.
Xiao Ye also nodded in relief.
However, something was dissatisfied, and Sesshu and Xiaoye also sensed the source of this dissatisfaction.
Frowning, the power of the Nightmare Face belonging to the two of them... dissipated, no, it should be said to be transferred.
The Throne does not have the ability to control the Nightmare Side, but the "rule" of the Throne Battle is that the loser's Nightmare Side power will be transferred regardless of life or death.
Either transferred to the winner, or transferred to the living.
Masks emerged from in front of the two people and hung away.
They were two masks with nothing special about them, and their facial features were the same as those of the two.
The only special thing is that the mask is covered with smiling faces that seem to be scrawled by children with different painting styles.
The owner of the smiling face is a snowman with different arcs of smile on his face.
Immediately, the two masks fell into the matchmaker's hands and gradually integrated into the matchmaker's body.
The matchmaker looked at Sesshu Xiaoye with wide eyes, thinking it was her fault: "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened."
"It doesn't matter, but I think we seem to have escaped the fate of the killer." Xiao Ye must have guessed something.
Sesshu was a little reluctant: "Although it costs money, the conceptual weapons are really cool."
The matchmaker didn't know what was going on, she only knew that something gave birth to joy.
The throne seems to be happy that there is another killer who is qualified to be king.
Even if she doesn't take the initiative to kill, her uncontrollable abilities will involve her in a unpredictable fate.
However, her war is yet to come.
It may never come, or it may come in the next moment. After all, fate is such an unreasonable thing.
Sadly, everyone is caught up in fate.
The matchmaker's ability is being activated without her being able to feel it.
Misfortune and happiness in the world are conserved. When a misfortune is carried, it also means that the misfortune will be released at a certain moment.
