[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

Chapter 20

Although Wan Wan had a premonition of what Father Snowman would do next, he still felt a strong shock when he saw the black mist dissipate.

During the days in the mysterious asylum, the first thing he realized was the power of these non-creatures, even the non-creatures judged to be safe, had several times the power of humans.

For example, 143, once, an experimenter did not take it out in time after use, which caused 143 to drill into the blood vessel and cause blood vessel blockage, and the experimenter unfortunately died.

In addition to the safe level, there are also the Euclid level and the Keter level. The Keter level is the level with the most difficulty in containing and causing the most deaths, and the representative of it is 1047.

Other Keter levels can help collect a corpse anyway, and if they are lucky, they can even leave a whole corpse, but 1047 is like a monster's stomach, bottomless, never returning.

As a consumed D-class personnel, Wan Wan was terrified of this monster from the bottom of his heart, and even once thought that he was omnipotent, like a god.

Therefore, witnessing the black mist dissipate with one's own eyes is undoubtedly shocking to millions, just like seeing the sea evaporate and disappear, which is an incomprehensible phenomenon for human beings.

Zhitao stood at the same spot and looked at the mountain stupidly. This was the first time he saw the black mist clearly, but he felt strangely familiar, as if he had seen it many times.

"……don't want……"

Zhitao's face that had just been wiped clean was covered with tears again, and he vaguely felt a strong sadness, as if there was a thin layer of ice that could be broken by only one impact.

"……don't want."

He didn't know why he was crying, he just felt uneasy and sad to overwhelm himself, just like the parents he saw in the hallucination, it was subconscious sadness.

Hei Qiu became anxious when he saw Zhitao crying, and slapped Wan Wan's arm suddenly, in the exact same position as before, Wan Wan who was in pain realized it, but wanted to throw this crap away.

Suppressing his anger, he guessed that the anomaly in the black shadow was probably related to Zhitao, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw tears hanging on Zhitao's face, and he was chanting something all the time, and he knew something was wrong just by looking at this state.

Wanwan's heart tightened, thinking that something might happen to him in this state, as expected, Zhitao froze for a while, then ran towards the mountain, the speed was as fast as when Wanwan was running for his life.

Wanwan now finally realized why Father Snowman had to tell him specifically. He was always paying attention to Zhitao's situation, and reacted instantly to stop him when he was running, but he couldn't stop him.

Heiying is also unreliable, he pretends to be dead with his heart wrapped around his heart, Wan Wan had discovered Zhitao's amazing strength before, not to mention Zhitao's state is not right, he only wants to run up the mountain, Wan Wan can't stop people at all.

Holding the black ball in one hand and pulling the juvenile peach in the other, Wanwan was exerting all his strength. If it wasn't for the high quality of the shoes, he would have been able to blow them away.It didn't feel like he was pulling people, but more like pulling a heavy iron.

He threw the black ball on the ground casually, pulled Zhitao up with both hands, and shouted vigorously: "Zhitao, wake up!"

"We have to go down the mountain quickly! If we don't go down again, we might be in danger later."

Although he was yelling so much, Zhitao obviously couldn't listen, tears flowed even more fiercely, and rushed forward with a stern face and mouth, like a stubborn little mute.

Wan Wan was at a loss and was dragged staggeringly, so he had no choice but to ask for foreign aid, and whispered to the black ball: "Come help, didn't Father Snowman tell you to listen to me!"

As a result, when he said that, before Sombra could react, Zhitao stopped first, stared straight at him, and asked solemnly, "Father Snowman has been looking for you?"

Wan Wan was caught by his clear eyes, and couldn't get the words out of his mouth, so he could only look away with an awkward smile, and unconsciously argued in his mouth: "No, you didn't hear it right."

Zhitao stared at him without saying a word, knowing very well in his heart that he was lying to himself, and everyone was lying to him, and he was suddenly overwhelmed by overwhelming grievances.

"...you lied to me," he cried, like a child who couldn't find a home, "you are all lying to me."

Wanwan was a little sad when he cried, Zhitao cried too childishly, her thin eyelids were red, tears were streaming down, and she was still sobbing.

Wanwan was sentenced to death at the age of 18 and entered a mysterious asylum for two years. Now he is 20 years old. If he remembers correctly, Zhitao was only 19 years old when he disappeared, just one year younger than him.

It is said to be missing, but everyone knows that it is probably dead, but the body cannot be found, so when Wanwan recalled his memory, he almost thought that Zhitao was a ghost.

Zhitao was a tepid model before he was alive, but after he disappeared, he became popular, with 100 million online fans, all of whom came to mourn the beauty's unlucky life.

Moreover, he remembered that the case of Zhitao's disappearance was so famous on the Internet. Apart from his good looks, another reason was that Zhitao's parents also disappeared after he disappeared.

Therefore, Zhitao is now a homeless person, and it is true that as he said, they are all hiding from him. Although it is for his own good, it obviously makes Zhitao very uncomfortable.

Wanwan looked at the crying Zhitao with pity, and coaxed him softly, "I didn't mean to lie to you, but the situation is really critical now, and going down the mountain is the main thing."

Zhitao shook her head desperately when she heard what he said, and said with a suppressed cry, "I'm going to see the priest."

"I want to see him." Zhitao raised her teary eyes to look at Wanwan, and said pitifully.

Wan Wan is a smart man. He was able to get a place recommended to Peking University not by rote memorization, but by his easy-to-use brain. He knows exactly what to do and what not to do.

But, million is sometimes a bit stupid, for example, if he wants to survive, he just needs to dig out the heart of Zhitao, but he doesn't do it, he has a strange stubbornness.

Just like now, he was shaken again, Wanwan and Zhitao were in a stalemate, finally sighed, slowly let go of Zhitao's hand and said: "I did meet Father Snowman before, he handed you over to Although I don't know what he is going to do, it doesn't feel good, as if he is looking for death."

Zhitao was obviously frightened by these words, after Wan Wan let go of his hand, he ran out like a little rabbit, Wan Wan stood there subconsciously trying to stop him, but he opened his mouth and finally didn't shout out .

Wan Wan scratched his head sadly, thinking that Father Snowman still had to perfect the selection method, otherwise the result would be such an unreliable selection, but he didn't know if there would be a next time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, and knelt down to pick up the black ball. After all, you can't catch people, you have to catch your heart.

As a result, Black Ball saw that Zhitao had run away, so he also sprinted out, chasing after Zhitao.

million:……

Grass.

Wanwan exhaustedly ran after the black ball, scolding the dog-licking black ball all over his heart. Although he scolded him so much, he still had to chase after him. After all, Father Snowman handed over both the black ball and Zhitao he.

In fact, he also knows that it is best to go down the mountain now, otherwise it will be easy to go wrong, but the problem is that he has no shadow to cover him, so he can't get out of this land at all.

He stops down the mountain, that is the walking RMB, and everyone wants to catch him.

The black shadow ran faster than Zhitao, and it blew in front of Zhitao like a gust of wind. He knew that Zhitao could see it, and after catching up, it floated in front of him, and then stretched out the little black stripe.

Juvenile Peach Chad saw the black ball, and froze on the spot, not knowing what it was, and was about to avoid the black ball in the air, when he saw the black ball take out his heart to him.

Zhitao took the heart in surprise, and seeing him take the heart, the black ball slowly disintegrated in the air, just like the black mist dissipating outside.

The soft, hot and sticky heart was beating in his hand, and Zhitao's heartbeat gradually matched it, like a big gear driving a small gear. After he got the heart, the white balls floated over, forming a A long, small Milky Way shone brightly around.

When Bai Wan came after him, what he saw was this scene, Zhitao was surrounded by white light, holding a beating heart in his palm, sacred and depraved.

As an excellent photographer, Wanwan had subconsciously pulled out his camera, and then it was empty. Only then did he remember that his camera, cell phone, and 143 cubes had all been dropped.

Zhitao didn't notice the millionaire who was beating the tree next to him, he didn't even have the mind to pay attention to what happened around him now, he was recalling his own memory.

He died on July NO.14 ten years ago.

The first day, the night of July [-]th.

He followed the tour group to the foot of the mountain. Uncle Gu drove them to the street light and got off the car. The street light was very bright, and there were a few moths fluttering around the light, but there was no one else around.

Zhitao looked up at this street lamp, he would always be attracted by such bright things, and Uncle Wang's house was chatting with Uncle Gu, they walked forward, Uncle Gu noticed that he didn't keep up, so he called him: "Zhitao and Shangha, ready to go up the mountain!"

He followed after hearing the shout.

the next day.

Zhitao wandered casually in the village, and occasionally someone would accost him, but he was not good at chatting, so he pretended to be busy and left.

He walked from the north to the south of the village, and there was a house surrounded by a fence in the far south. He looked inside the fence curiously and saw a small pomegranate tree with a man watering it.

Zhitao can only see his back, which is very wide and narrows down to the waist, full of strength and beauty.

The man seemed to have finished pouring the water. With his arms moving, he put the wooden spoon into the barrel, then picked up the barrel, turned around and walked towards the door.

He didn't seem to expect that someone would stand there watching, with obvious surprise on his face, and then he put down the barrel and walked towards Zhitao.

Zhitao stood there watching him coming. The man was wearing a high-necked black priest's suit, with deep and handsome features, and a mellow and charming temperament, which was incompatible with this place.

"Good day, I'm Father Snowman." The priest saluted Zhitao with graceful movements, and a small piece of silver chain was exposed around his neck, shining brightly under the refraction of the sun.

"Hello, my name is Zhitao." Zhitao said softly.

As if by fate, Zhitao meets Father Snowman.

Day three.

"I remembered why Mrs. Gu looked so familiar." Uncle Wang said mysteriously, "Is she very similar to this wanted criminal?"

Uncle Wang stretched out his mobile phone, and in the photo was a woman with a round face and triangular eyes, with layers of fat under her mouth, looking very hostile.

"Like it?" Zhitao couldn't recognize it.

In fact, Uncle Wang was also a little confused, and after muttering a few words, he didn't continue, and instead asked: "Our family is going to go up the mountain to play tonight, will you go?"

Zhitao didn't go, he didn't like the mosquitoes on the mountain.

Fourth day.

Zhitao called Uncle Wang, but they didn't get through.

"They went back yesterday." Uncle Gu sat on the chair washing the vegetables, and didn't turn his head when he heard Zhitao's words. "Maybe he's on the way at this time, and he doesn't have time to reply to your message."

Mrs. Gu was leisurely basking in the sun beside her, the jade bracelet on her hand was shiny green.

The five kids outside were snickering as they told secrets and got piles of candy.

Mrs. Gu is really a good person.

Day [-].

[We're home, don't worry. ]

Zhitao looked at the text message from Uncle Wang in a daze, Father Snowman sat beside him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

He turned off his mobile phone and shook his head at the priest, thinking that he was thinking too much.

Day [-].

Zhitao wants to go home.

But he hated Father Snowman.

"Can you go back with me?" Zhitao asked cautiously.

Father Snowman froze when he heard his words, then frowned and shook his head after a moment, "Sorry."

Zhitao was a little disappointed, but he also knew that he was thinking too much. Ever since he knew that Father Snowman liked to travel around, he always hoped that the priest would leave with him.

"Then can you accompany me down the mountain?"

Zhitao's eyes were shining, and she looked at him expectantly.

Father Snowman hesitated, but finally refused.

The seventh day, July NO.14.

"Have you called Uncle Wang?"

Hearing Uncle Gu's question, Zhitao nodded: "Uncle Wang sent me a text message saying he went back."

Uncle Gu didn't say a word, he bent over to lead the way, his hands stretched into his clothes, as if he was afraid of the cold.

He was on the way back with Zhitao.

When walking halfway up the mountain, Uncle Gu suddenly stopped in place and asked, "What do you think of this place?"

Zhitao stood in front of him, looking in the direction of the street lights, but didn't see the minibus, and said casually after hearing his words: "It's good, I..."

Before Zhitao could finish his sentence, Uncle Gu took out a knife from his arms and slashed at his back. Zhitao fell to the ground and looked back at him with difficulty. Uncle Gu's face was normal, as if he wasn't killing someone.

He noticed that Zhitao was not dead, and made another stab.

Zhitao's thoughts were broken, she opened her eyes and looked at him lazily, watching Uncle Gu dragging him to a corner, and then buried him with soil, the soil hit his eyes, gradually, his eyes darkened, and he was no longer conscious to what.

he died.

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When writing memories, there is always a sense of déjà vu that the script kills. (dementia face)