"He sent us to the back mountain like crazy. To save money, he didn't even look for anyone. I killed the others when we got there."
After a pause, Zhai Jianmu inspected the corridor and continued talking.
"I buried two corpses and earned one million, but half a million is not enough to pay for my child's treatment. I have no choice but to kill Zhao Yuan."
A few tears fell from the corners of his eyes, and Zhai Jianmu's voice began to tremble.
"I have no choice. He takes good care of me, but I can't put myself at risk. I killed him, but someone saw what I did. I have no choice but to eliminate the people who know about it. ."
Wow! Wow! Wow!
The scraping sound of shovels resounded on the ground. Wei Xiaxia covered her mouth tightly and did not dare to make any sound.
Zhai Jianmu's footsteps gradually approached, and Wei Xiaxia's heart beat loudly.
"Jianmu, why are you here!"
A doll came out, stroking his hair vigorously and looking at Zhai Jianmu worriedly.
"Zhao Yuan, aren't you already dead?"
Zhai Jianmu shouted loudly, holding the shovel tightly in his hand and looking at the restrained puppet with wide pupils.
"I haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you so much."
"Stay away and don't come here."
As Zhao Yuan walked in, Zhai Jianmu screamed.
Wei Xiaxia covered her mouth and watched everything that happened before her eyes. A strong hand pulled her tightly.
"ah…"
Strong hands covered Wei Xiaxia's mouth and pulled her away.
Looking at this generous figure, Wei Xiaxia always felt a little familiar.
"What's wrong with Jianmu? What happened at that time? Why am I here as soon as I wake up?"
The knife in Zhao Yuan's hand penetrated his brain with his force, and Zhai Jianmu turned around and ran back.
"Get out! Get out! Stay away from me."
"Thank you."
Wei Xiaxia thanked the back figure in front of her. When the man turned back, a golden mask was fixed on the man's face.
"What are you doing here?"
Facing the man's questioning, Wei Xiaxia burst into tears.
"I think... I want my dad back. Every time I see other people's dads coming to pick them up, I'm the only one going home alone."
Tears kept falling, Wei Guo gently wiped the rolling tears.
"Let's go home, there is no resurrection after death."
"Impossible, I will definitely persist until the end."
Wei Guo put a bottle of powder into Wei Xiaxia's hand and said softly.
"If you encounter a monster, scatter this bottle of ashes. If you encounter danger, just call my name. My name is...Wang Hui."
Wei Guo turned around and left, looking back.
Lu Zeyu felt that his pocket suddenly became hot, and he quickly took out the contents of his pocket.
The black notebook ignited spontaneously, and as the flame burned, a new piece of white paper appeared at the end.
"Hey, do you miss me?"
Seeing this handwriting, several black lines fell on Lu Zeyu's head.
"How long have you been doing this?"
A line of black writing slowly appeared. The black-haired Zhao Yuanlong was indifferent to Lu Zeyu's actions, as if he was not aware of Lu Zeyu's actions at all.
"Aren't I worried about you? Quickly be a mountain god and let me go over. I'll see what it's like outside."
"Mountain God? How can I do that thing!"
Facing Wang Hui's unreasonable request, Lu Zeyu opened his eyes wide and quickly wrote in his notebook with a pen.
"This is not simple. Just make a body out of red thread."
"To put it simply, come and try, I can't even let you out in this hellish place."
"If you don't take action, I will."
The aroma of wine spread, soon wetting the page, and a figure made of paper appeared.
"It's so dark! Why don't you go to some nice place if you have nothing to do?"
Lu Zeyu grabbed the paper man made by Wang Hui and held it in front of his eyes.
"You still picked me, so it's good that I can let you out. How on earth did you contact me."
Wang Hui sat in Lu Zeyu's palm and said seriously.
"The little world didn't collapse after you left. We stayed there. Suddenly one day everyone found a small passage and your voice appeared. We went to look for the things left by the mountain god before, and I came over."
"Then you're not afraid of death when you come here?"
Wang Hui fell directly from Lu Zeyu's hand to the ground, walked to the puppet, and patted the puppet's feet.
"This thing is good. Remember to bring one to me when the time comes."
"You still picked it, right?"
Lu Zeyu grabbed Wang Hui and carried him towards the corridor.
"Let's go, this is not the place to talk. We will go back to the room to chat later."
"Put me down. I want to take a nice walk outside. This place is too stuffy."
Wang Hui's little arms and legs kept struggling in Lu Zeyu's hands.
Looking at Wang Hui who had been following him, Lu Zeyu walked cautiously.
"I'm afraid of stepping on you now."
Upon hearing this, Wang Hui glanced at Lu Zeyu and said disdainfully:
"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of? What's more, my body is made of water."
Wang Hui patted his body and trembled all over.
"You shouldn't be the only one here, there should be someone else here."
"Uncle Wei, but he said he had something important to leave early."
Zhai Jianmu kept retreating and ran away wildly in the corridor. A fair-skinned doll appeared in front of him, rubbing his hands continuously.
"Where's the money you promised me?"
"ah!"
Zhai Jianmu struck the puppet with a shovel, but it did not cause any effective damage to the puppet. The shovel slid down the smooth body of the puppet.
Zhai Jianmu felt numb in the tiger's mouth, and immediately changed direction and fled. A man with a torch in his hand stood on the path that Zhai Jianmu must pass.
The orange flames reflected on the golden mask. The moment he saw the mask, a fear grew in Zhai Jianmu's heart.
The mask seemed to be alive, and the patterns on the mask were constantly changing.
"You just want to do something to your daughter."
The majestic voice came out, as if countless creatures were repeating these words in Zhai Jianmu's ears.
"Who are you? I don't know who your daughter is. I don't know."
Surrounded by three people, Zhai Jianmu squatted on the ground and kept begging for mercy. The footsteps of the three people got closer and closer. When Zhai Jianmu opened his eyes, a golden face appeared in front of him.
"ah!"
When Zhai Jianmu opened his eyes again, he had returned to the room. A bag of banknotes was placed next to him, along with a row of crooked handwriting.
"Jianmu, I'm leaving. I have nothing worth caring about in this world. I only have Xiaohua. Leave this money for Xiaohua's treatment. And I hate you, why do you want to kill me!"
