Click, the elevator door closed again, and the couple with the dog in their arms came to the floor they were going to.

The lady stepped out first, followed by her husband.

"Husband, why are you talking so much to others!?"

"Wow!Wow!!"

It was only when they noticed that the teddy dog, which had just been quiet for a while, began to bark noisily again............

It seems to want to convey something to its owner.

only to find out that it was too late............

........................ Click, rattle.

Pushing open the rusty door of No. 14, Liu Xin once again returned to his 'warm' home.

"Wow! That's a lot of! And it's a mess! Maybe it's going to be against my hell! It's amazing!!"

As soon as he entered the door, before Liu Xin took off his windbreaker, Satan began to chirp the dust accumulated on the table.

It seems that Liu Xin didn't close the window when he left.

"What's the matter? I think it's similar to you, besides, don't you always say it's .................. to go home?"

"Aged wine, is it?"

As he spoke, he lit another cigarette, completely ignoring the mess in the house, and lay alone on the window of the night breeze, looking down at the traffic in the city and the starlight on the ground.

Sparks carried the soot downstairs like dust.

The smoke flew upwards like a rising glitz.

Look at the darkness between the tall buildings.

Liu Xin knew that as a meteor, he fell from a high place, broke his head and bleed, and broke his bones...... What it's like.

With a snap, the last bit of spark burned as it fell with the cigarette butt.

Looking back, Satan was still cleaning the house.

This made Liu Xin think about the first time he saw him...... He's still dressed as a bartender.

"Oh, dear, you smell like a nicotine and alcohol child!

Liu Xin, who sold his soul to the devil, knew that this might be his last peaceful night.

He had already come to his senses.

The consciousness of donation.

From the day he went to war.

"That's how men have a taste. Don't talk about that, what are we going to do now?"

Satan with the broom browled his brow.

"What do you want to do, honey?"

is so free and casual, Liu Xin can't help but feel that she has signed a nanny at this moment............

But he could see the extent of the viciousness hidden under Satan's smile.

"Hmm...... I want to sleep, maybe you don't know, humans want to eat when they are hungry, and they want to sleep when they are sleepy. ”

"Roar, dear, what are you talking about!? Of course I know!

As he spoke, he pulled up Liu Xin's quilt and shook it in the air, shaking off the dust accumulated on it.

Then he held the quilt between himself and Liu Xin, covering his face.

The next moment, he poked his head out suddenly, like a clever imp behind the screen.

"Now, let's go to sleep! after all, ........................"

"There's no one who doesn't like to sleep~"

Then, with a magnificent turn, he sang and danced in the small room.................................

......

Opening, the curtain is raised.

Light up, the lights spill.

Don't miss it, don't blink.

Any moment of this experiment, any moment of this experiment is missed.

Alas, books are a wonderful thing.

Look, what a wonderful book.

Like a clockwork orange. It's like a clockwork orange.

Grease your eyes with butter in one go

and watch to the end.

Keep your eyes peeled and keep your eyes open until the end.

Which "you" are you today?

What will "you" become?

Hmm~hmm~

Reflected in the mirror.

The shadow in your eye.

Is there another gentleman?

Who is in that body?

.................................... My dear.

Dance for me, dance for me.

One, one shot.

Two, two turns.

Three, three jumps.

Spin in place and turn in one turn.

Simulate a dog and sit on the spot like a dog.

Wait for me to finish the book until I finish the book.

............ Pal.

Stop, that's it, stop here.

Let's cut it, cut off the damage, and count the loss.

In this world constructed by practical theories.

Foolishness will only cost you your life.

In this world where theories are distorted for the sake of convenience.

Too stubborn loyalty will kill you.

Puppets on TV, dolls on screen.

Occasionally, they will snuggle up to the rope to give them comfort, and find solace in the thread.

If you're going to control me, if you're going to control me.

At least make it fun and dramatic, okay?

At least you have to control it to make this boring cold drama more interesting, okay?

.............................. Okay, I can promise you.

What does it feel like to be free?

Uh-huh.

"Why don't you try it yourself?"

The door is open for me (you).

Squeak and squeak............ It's pitch black.

I jumped off.

Falling, falling, falling and falling.

I told myself that I was a strong boy.

Falling, falling, falling and falling.

But no matter how long I fell and how deep I sank, I couldn't reach the soil under my feet.

My mind goes to the right, and my reason goes to the left.

Ultimately............ but they fall on the bed that has you.

Scold.

............ What are you laughing at?

Yes, no problem, I don't mind being your puppet.

Come, pull this thread.

Unfold my doll-like pink, snow-white artificial beauty.

Maybe each of us is actually a cold machine.

Filled in the skin of a human form, committing the sins of a human form............

It's just a plush toy sewn by the gods of the city.

............ Friend, it's quite possible! probably!?

Stop, you've already lost.

In this world, only the devouring and digestion of minorities can be established.

That courage that is too rare will eventually leave you bruised.

I hope that this selfish thought of mine will bring you peace.

If you were going to replace me............

At least show me if you dare to destroy me completely, okay?

............ Okay, okay, you calm down first!

When will I have an end?

When will it be my turn to end!?

Uh-huh————

I feel like I've had enough.

I think I've done everything.

Preparations for farewell are also ready.

The heart had already stopped beating.

Now I'm going to be ready to leave.

Pull out the line, pull out the string.

One, one.

Two sticks, two roots.

Three of a kind, three of a kind.

Connect our hands. has connected our hands.

............ Now it's also tied together.

When I only knew that I could not survive by relying on knowledge.

When I can't rely on knowledge to live alone.

You give me strength, you give me strength.

Give me hopeful curiosity, give me hopeful curiosity.

Maybe there are comforting answers in this world, waiting to be discovered.

There may be some wonderful answers waiting to be discovered.

........................ Now, you wait for the day to come.

Excuse me, what color is the electronic sheep you dream of?

What color is the electronic sheep in your eyes?

And if you love me————

Can you love you in my place?

Can you love everything about you for me?

.................. Yes, dear, I love you.

"Good night, Liu Xin. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the quilt so that it could just cover Liu Xin's shoulders.

In this cold society where materialism is rampant, only this thin layer of quilt can still have some temperature............

"Good night, bastards. ”

Under the watchful eye of the King of Hell, the man was able to sleep peacefully.

Why?

Because he's the best killer in the world.

No matter how dangerous the place, he was able to get proper rest.

What's more, he has long been accustomed to the dark, and when he closes his eyes, what he sees will not change much.

It's dangerous.

He is the most dangerous man in the world.

If ordinary people dream of the murderer in the movie.

Then the murderer will dream of him in his dreams.

Sharkhand – Shooting Star.

................................................

At noon the next day, Liu Xin woke up with sleepy eyes.

He felt that he hadn't slept well like this for a long time, and even his body was a little uncomfortable, fluffy and soft.

"Oh, honey, you're awake, how cooked do you want to eat the omelette?"

Liu Xin rubbed her sleepy eyes, thinking that she hadn't woken up and was still in a dream.

Because Satan is wearing an apron from nowhere, standing by the fire he has never used before, beating eggs............

"Come on, try it!!"

In front of Liu Xin, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed, was a circle of white breakfast omelettes wrapped in egg yolks.

Without thinking about anything, he picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth............

Burst!!!!!!!

Before he could chew it, Liu Xin squirted out the 'fried egg'.

Obviously, the appearance and smell look like it's just an ordinary omelette..................

How is it processed and made to become so unpalatable?

"Hee-hee, is the omelette a specialty of hell delicious?"

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, it's perfect for people who go to hell............"

Ignoring the cynicism that Liu Xin had just woken up, Satan patted himself on the back with a still hot spatula like an old man.

"Hee-hee, let's get on the road!

In this way, the humming sound of the motorcycle sounded downstairs for less than a few seconds, and Liu Xin, who didn't have time to eat breakfast, dealt with it casually on the road.

The billowing smoke and a rut drove to Tianzhu Town, which is known as the end of the world..................

The goal is the former glorious Da Lei Yin Temple.

................................................

Tick, tick.

The heavy rain that lasted for three days and three nights had long since stopped.

The cigarette butts in one place have long been swollen by the blisters.

The Demon King, dressed in a burgundy evening gown, chattered incessantly to a pool of morning dew.