"Is this your story?"
Lin Qu, who heard the voice, looked up at Lu Zeyu who stretched out his hand, took hold of Lu Zeyu's stretched out hand, and stood up with the help of his strength.
"It's funny. I prayed to become an immortal, but ended up like this in the end. If possible, I would rather I had never done these things."
The screen soon faded away, and Zhai Jianmu stretched out his finger to tap the number of people.
"One, two, three. Great, one more."
His mouth opened wide, saliva spattered out, and a big hole was carved out of the ground. Kong Jing stood in the distance with his pupils slightly widened, and screamed in shock;
"What are you doing? Stop it quickly?"
Zhai Jianmu looked back, his eyes had turned blood red, saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Kong Jing greedily.
"you!"
Kong Jing sat helplessly on the ground and looked at Lu Zeyu resentfully.
"It's all you. It's fine now. It's all out of control. Don't let anyone live."
Zhai Jianmu kept walking towards Kong Jing, drooling all over the floor. Upon seeing this, Lu Zeyu quickly ran away with Lin Qu.
"You were created by me, don't come over here, I am your father!"
In a room, a little girl wearing white clothes was sitting on a desk writing and drawing on a white paper, and abstract monsters appeared under her hands.
The gentle woman walked behind the girl and asked with a smile:
"Xiaolu, what are you drawing?"
"He is called a screenwriter. He will write so many stories for me in the future that I will never finish them."
“The deer is awesome!”
Bai Lu covered his mouth, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, and he leaned back feebly.
"It's me, it's me, I'm the one who hurt everyone."
A warm figure appeared behind her. Bai Lu looked up and saw Lu Zeyu standing behind her.
"It's okay, it's not your fault."
Kong Jing, who was already covered with bruises behind him, staggered in, and Zhai Jianmu's steel body broke into the room.
Peng!
Peng!
Following two gunshots, the bullets landed on Zhai Jianmu's body without causing any damage, and Lin Qu's pistol fell to the ground.
"You brat, there's nothing you can do about it, right?"
Zhai Jianmu licked the blood from his mouth and rushed towards Lin Qu.
Bang!
The sound of steel falling to the ground sounded, and Zhai Jianmu was thrown to the ground by Lin Qu. Dust flew for a while. Lin Qu picked up Zhai Jianmu and pulled open his sleeves.
The symbols move on Zhai Jianmu's body, constantly changing colors, eating away at Zhai Jianmu's body bit by bit.
"Where did this come from and where is he?"
Lin Qu kept shaking Zhai Jianmu, trying to get the answer from Zhai Jianmu's mouth.
"Hey, you're not dead yet? You are the longest living toy here. I hope I can see you again in the future."
Another voice came from Zhai Jianmu's throat. When Kong Jing heard this voice, he immediately stepped forward and said anxiously;
"What do you want to do?"
Zhai Jianmu's pupils were no longer scarlet, he glanced at Kong Jing standing aside and said disdainfully;
"Why are you in such a hurry? Reporters are treating people like dogs! Hahahaha."
Zhai Jianmu laughed loudly, not noticing the situation in front of him at all.
"It's such a shame that you still treat others like dogs when you have such strength! Come and join us."
"I don't want to know what you are doing, and I have no interest in joining you. Get out of here now."
Zhai Jianmu smacked his mouth several times, feeling quite regretful.
"Okay, then I'll leave. This is what you said."
"ah!"
Lin Qu let out a scream, and Zhai Jianmu's momentum became even stronger, lifting Lin Qu up by his neck.
"Forehead!"
Lin Qu tried hard to break the iron palm on his neck, and Kong Jing beside him was also lifted up, just as the two of them were dying.
A huge figure rushed out. The puppet monster pressed Zhai Jianmu tightly with its body, and the body began to collapse little by little as it approached Zhai Jianmu.
"Xiaobai, run quickly."
The man's voice came out. Looking at the broken body of the doll, tears flowed from the corners of Kong Jing's eyes, and everyone ran forward.
Golden wheat fields appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and a young man squatted on the ground and kept drawing patterns on the ground with a wooden stick.
"What are you doing here?"
A petite figure blocked the sun, and the boy didn't even raise his head, still writing and drawing on the ground.
"They don't like me and don't play with me."
"Then let me play with you, okay?"
The boy looked up blankly, and the girl's face could not be seen clearly. Soon the boy's eyes turned into crescent shapes, and he held the girl's hand with a smile.
"Okay, sister, let's go."
The boy jumped ahead and the girl followed behind the boy. She tried to raise her hand several times, but finally dropped it and followed the boy awkwardly.
"Sister, what are we here to play?"
"It's up to you to decide."
Time passed quickly, and as the seasons changed, the boy reluctantly held the girl's hand.
"Sister, I have to go to school. I may not be able to come here in the future."
The girl didn't speak, just touched the boy's head.
"Sister, why don't you go to school with me."
"Sister, I won't go. Why don't we two play one last game?"
The boy raised his bright eyes and looked at the girl curiously.
"Hide and seek, you count to three and then you find me."
"good."
The boy readily agreed.
"Sister, I'm starting to count."
"Um."
"1."
"2."
"3."
When the boy turned around, he looked around blankly.
"Hey, wonder what I'm doing here?"
"Zeyu, it's time to eat."
The boy heard his mother's voice and ran towards home.
"coming."
"elder sister."
Lu Zeyu murmured this strange yet familiar word in a low voice, and the memories in his mind were woven together bit by bit.
"I remembered."
Several tentacles flew out from behind Lu Zeyu, and countless red lines flew around Lu Zeyu.
Zhai Jianmu's figure rushed out, and the thin figure in the puppet was dragged out by him and rubbed against the ground.
Tears kept rolling in the corners of Kong Jing's eyes. The man weakly stretched out his hand to touch Zhai Jianmu's ankle in an attempt to stop Zhai Jianmu's steps.
"Xiaobai...run quickly."
After saying that, the man's hand dropped weakly, and Zhai Jianmu's aura became stronger.
"What are you looking at? Run, where is the exit?"
Lu Zeyu picked up Kong Jing who was on the ground and was about to run outside, but no matter what, he couldn't pull him even half a step.
"No need to run, the exit is right here."
"where?"
Lu Zeyu asked impatiently.
"I am, this is my script and I am the outlet."
"Then get out quickly, everyone is going to die here now."
A force poured into Lu Zeyu's body, and Kong Jing's figure with a wry smile began to slowly disappear.
