MTL - Sell Evil-Chapter 2 Homecoming (on)

In the scorching sun, the blood crickets wore a t-shirt and camouflage military pants, walking along a desert road.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and he took off his t-shirt, unscrewed some sweat, and hung it around his neck like a sweaty towel.

I don't know how long it has been, the position of the sun does not seem to change at all. In the black and white world, the shadow of the blood pupa is always under his feet.

Suddenly, the sound of a car driving came from behind.

Xue Yan really didn't expect to hitchhiking on this journey. In fact, he didn't know where to go. However, sitting in the car is easier and faster than walking, so Xue Ao stopped for a moment, stretched out an arm, and made a thumb gesture with his thumb.

Unexpectedly, the car retreated.

This is a family hatchback with ample space at the back, which can seat five or six people.

In the driver's seat is a middle-aged man, and his wife should be next to him. The two of them in the car look like ordinary civilians, not like big men.

"Hey man, do you want a ride?"

"Can you take me to the next town if it's not bothersome? Gas stations will do."

"No problem, come on," said the man. "My name is Edward, and this is my wife Nancy."

"I, how are you?" His wife greeted Xue Yao.

"You guys can call me Chevron." Xueyi responded, opened the door and sat in the back seat.

The car restarted. There are two things that plague the blood sacrifice, first. Just didn't feel the slightest sin. According to his judgment, either his ability is invalid, or the two in front of him are both saints; second. He wondered why these two travelers would get themselves in the car? If you see a woman or a nerd dressed young man on the side of the highway, people may stop. But he ... A shirtless man like a bodybuilder who jumped straight from the calendar, short hair, fierce eyes, it felt like jumping into the car would immediately create a murder case. Are these two people crazy?

"I said, Brother Cheever, how could you be alone in the desert?" Edward asked, "the car broke down? Trekking?"

"My boat is stranded." Blood Coarse returned. The air conditioner in the car quickly cooled him down, and he put on a t-shirt again.

"Hahaha, I'm so humorous, Cheever." Edward smiled heartily.

Blood 枭 sitting behind ← with the back of the couple, he always seemed to have known each other, two vague faces in his memory gradually emerged and became clear ...

The color of their hair and the color of their eyes. Accents, muzzles, small movements, and even laughter that are inadvertently spoken all fall asleep deep in the blood of the blood-stained memories. Although many years have passed, it is not difficult to remember.

"Edward," Suddenly Xue said.

"what?"

"Can you ask. What is your surname?"

"Cirios, what's wrong?" Edward replied.

"Oh. That's it, Mr. Chirios and his wife." Xueyi sneered: "If I remember correctly, you should be dead. When I was eight years old, I died. I buried them In the backyard, remember? Dad, mom. "

Edward and his wife Nancy suddenly fell into silence. The two remained motionless, and from the perspective of bloodstained, their skin was festering.

A few seconds later, the two men quickly turned into ashes, scattered on the seat, and even their clothes rotted.

The car was out of control, but Xue Yan was calm. He leaned out, stabilized the steering wheel, and pulled the handbrake.

At this point, the car had rushed out of the highway, but there was only desert surrounding it. There were no obstacles other than the telephone poles and large rocks that could cause a car accident. Therefore, the blood rushed back to the car without any surprise.

He sat back in the back seat, exhaled, then opened the door, walked from the outside to the driver's seat, and opened the door there. At this moment, there was nothing on the front seats, no ashes, no rotten clothes, as if the blood-stained eyes moved away, things there disappeared, or there was nothing there?

Bloody snorted, sitting in the driver's seat, closing the door, turning the key, and started the car again.

"Family, did Lingyou recall anything?" Another blood cricket appeared in the back seat without any warning, just where the blood cricket was.

It is impossible to be scared by blood crickets. He glanced at the rearview mirror, and did not return his head: "I remembered what happened when I was involved in the human body." He even laughed: "At that time, everything was fresh. A happy childhood, isn't it? "

The tone of another blood sacrifice was calm: "Parents are the ones who bring sacrifice to the world. They will accept sacrifice unconditionally, give unconditionally, and sacrifice a paragraph on the first journey of life."

"I am just a derivative of two young people after a fool. After marriage, they also have extramarital affairs. My father used to hide the mother to do a paternity test. Because of my existence, they had to combine and chose. Family life. "Xueyi's words completely denied another self:" The first part of my life, that is, before five years old, has been affected by abilities, but my cognitive ability at that time was not enough to judge that it happened to me Everything, just like the natural deaf and dumb people have a hard time understanding the world of sound. So, I look a little weird, and they once thought that I was congenital autism, and also suspected that I was the incarnation of the devil. Throw me on the road and even 'accidentally missed' pushing the stroller off the flyover. "

"So hate them?" Asked another blood cricket.

"Hehe ..." Xueyi looked back: "We have no hate, remember? We can only experience negative emotions from others."

He stepped on the accelerator and headed back to the highway, and he disappeared in the rearview mirror as if he had never appeared. Let him wonder if he was talking to himself just now. But from another perspective, no matter whether the other one has appeared, he is talking to himself.

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The desert is white, as is the sky, but at least shadow and darkness can distinguish the desert from the sky in this sketchy world.

Blood drove the car and kept moving forward. As time passed, the sky turned from white to gray and gradually turned into night, and a white moon and stars appeared in the sky.

Until the gasoline ran out, Xueya did n’t see a gas station. He was like playing Sega ’s dark history and the infamous "Desert Bus" game. The difference is that the picture in front of Xueya is 3d and black and white. of.

When he got out of the car, Xueyi found a pack of cigarettes in a small storage box next to the steering wheel. After getting out of the car, he lit himself a cigarette, spit out a ring of cigarettes, and walked forward.

He felt that in this world there was no need for food, water, sleep or going to the toilet. Since it is a dream, you should not have those annoying things. Of course, when it comes to dreaming, if you have a prostate problem, or if you are less than eight years old, it is best to pay attention to your bed linen.

In the black world, with the help of the moonlight, he actually found a bridge in the desert, and an overpass built in the city, but this is not a complete bridge, just a part of it. From a distance, it is two A huge concrete pier standing on it, connected to a section of concrete pavement.

There came a **** shadow under the bridge. There should be a shadow here during the day, but it didn't matter at night. He walked under the bridge and found two petrol barrels there. Unfortunately, they were all empty and there was a lot of rubbish, such as pumps, bicycle parts, tattered clothing, empty cans, cardboard boxes, etc. Wait ... here is like a homeless hobo, but there are no hobos.

"Cut ... there was only a pile of garbage." He dropped his cigarette **** and was about to leave, but at the moment he saw something in the corner of his eye.

In a messy pile of stones, there is a can of the opposite color to the surrounding objects. The opening of the can reveals a corner of a photo.

Blood cricket kicked away the stone, leaned over, picked up the can, and drew the picture out of it.

The photo shows himself, a thirteen-year-old blood puppet, standing on a podium, still in first place. He was wearing a school uniform of a middle school and a gold medal hung on his neck, but his face did not have the joy or pride of the winner, only a look of indifference and seriousness.

"Remember that gold medal?" Another blood pupa appeared again: "Where did we leave it?"

"Be in front of the classmate's grave," Xueying said.

Ladies and gentlemen, seeing here, I may think that there will be touching bridges in the next step. If you think so, it ’s too naive. Please take your time ...

"Why did Ming Ming win, but he still killed the second boy?" Asked another blood cricket.

"In his heart ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, there was jealousy and resentment." Xue Yan said: "This is a threat. I can't stop him from accidentally discovering a secret such as a corpse laboratory when he sneaks into my house of pranks, and then call the police What."

"He's just a child. Doesn't expect him to turn all the loneliness after failure into positive energy to motivate himself? That is the professionalism of professional athletes, not a requirement for children. Besides, the situation that He said is just a hypothesis. That's it. "

"So I did not kill the professional athlete, but killed him, eliminating the possibility of the hypothesis becoming a reality." Xue Yan said disdainfully, "and I used his favorite gadget as a sacrifice to sacrifice him. Now, I think he should stare. "

"I won something that was no different to trash for him, but he lost his life because of some sin in his heart." Another blood brother said, "But was it just because he was in urgent need of experimental goals at the time that he created this? Why? "

"Huh ... I'm me, then, I tell you, don't you?" Xueyi sneered, threw away the photo, and turned away from here.

He followed the highway and continued towards the white horizon. (To be continued ...