Feel the pain, think about the pain, accept the pain, know the pain·······

I don't know the time, I don't know the place, I don't know where to go, Ziyi walked alone on a hidden path for a long time, there was no direction, I didn't know the south, south, west, north, south, west, and north, there was no end, and I didn't know where it led.

Quietly, this tranquility is very strange, not like dead silence, it makes people feel frightened, but it doesn't make a sound, but Ziyi feels more comfortable than ever, what kind of road is this, lonely, alone....

Purple Wing, I don't know what lies ahead, it was the fear of the unknown that prompted Purple Wing to stop, and the road ahead began to blur, and faintly, Purple Wing heard the sound of the road collapsing, was it behind him, or in front of him?

Gradually confused, I don't know how long the vision was blurred, Ziyi returned to the familiar cave, back to the past, he stood in front of the cave with a blank face, staring at the familiar but unfamiliar figure in the cave in disbelief.

"How come?!" Ziyi looked at his hands in disbelief, dirty, thin and dirty, I don't know how long it had been unwashed, his long nails were full of black mud, he was wearing patched clothes, and he had an old purple scarf around his neck.

"Yo, Purple Wing is back. The old man in the cave looked at Ziyi with a smile and said, "Come on, guess what Grandpa brought you today." ”

As he spoke, the old man put his hands behind his back and walked out of the cave with a smile, Ziyi felt as if his feet were out of control, and walked towards the old man.

Staring at the old man who was getting closer and closer, looking at the face full of wrinkles and longing, Ziyi's nose was sour.

Kill him—

Suddenly, a voice came from his ears, Ziyi's body trembled, his hand sank, he looked down, he was surprised, I don't know when, a sharp knife appeared in his hand.

Kill him, kill him, kill him .... The voice kept echoing in Purple Wing's ears, and Purple Wing's hand holding the knife trembled.

The old man didn't seem to hear the sound, he still looked at Ziyi with a smile, but Ziyi knew that even if the old man heard it, he would still look at himself with a smile, this old man who was smiling before he died.

"Happy guess what I have here?" The old man couldn't wait to take out his hands from behind his back, hold them with both hands, and said with a face: "Guess right, it's yours~"

Purple Wing smiled reluctantly: "It's cake." ”

"It's not. The old man shook his head regretfully. But suddenly thinking of something, the old man looked at Ziyi with a look of hope: "Guess again." ”

Ziyi's face became paler and paler, and as time went by, the voice in his ears seemed to be a little impatient, faster and faster, and with the severe pain, Ziyi's lips turned white and began to tremble, and he held the handle of the knife tightly......

But the old man still stared at himself as if he hadn't seen it.

Kill him, kill him, come, kill him and you will be free, ......

Ziyi wanted to faint, but he still didn't faint in pain, and he couldn't shout, as if only his hands could move.

In an instant, a red liquid flew into the air along with a pale red ball of light, and the hot liquid was sprinkled on the ground, but the ball of light flew into the distance, it was an artifact, the red order. One knife, two knives, three knives....

Everything seemed so peaceful, the space seemed to freeze, the sound was gone, the pain was gone, and Purple Wing was crying and slumped on the ground.

I killed my own grandfather....

The surroundings blurred again, but Purple Wing was still sitting on the ground, and the surrounding scenery began to dissipate, but the old man's body and the blood stains on the ground were still so emotional, Purple Wing sat there with empty eyes, watching the old man's body appear black spots, black spots grew all over the body, the body rotted, maggots devoured the rotting corpse, and finally turned into a pile of white bones, and then disappeared.

Ziyi's eyes had changed from the original emptiness to numbness, he thought a lot, thought a lot of useless, and finally got a result, grandpa died......

Hehehehe, how ironic, why is it so painful?

Purple Wing looked at the dark purple throne in front of him, and slowly got up from the ground, one step, two steps.

I sat down slowly