"Go ahead. ”

Not caring about Chen Ming's cynicism, An Mixiu said, "What should be faced, must be faced, my successor, there is no need to be afraid." ”

"From the moment I saw you, I had no fear. ”

Chen Ming smiled slightly, took the oil lamp without hesitation, and walked towards the River Styx.

When he stepped into it for the first time, the river seemed to have touched some delicious food, and a huge wave roared towards the sun.

On the riverbank, An Mixiu reminded loudly, "Pull the flame of the spiritual world and light the oil lamp." ”

Tatsu narrowed his eyes, and after a while, a green flame ignited from his fingertips, which was gently placed on top of the wick.

"Whew. ”

The oil lamp lit up, the firelight flickered, and the area of half a meter around Chenming was shrouded in light.

And the River Styx also fell silent, and the huge wave slowly receded, without a single breath.

"Dean, do you think he's going to succeed?"

On the riverbank, looking at Chenming who was drifting away, Hubert said, "When facing family affection, even the demon will hesitate, not to mention, he is a human being. ”

"In ancient times, in the distant Oriental world, there was a saying that the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change. ”

An Mixiu smiled indifferently, "The character of human beings is engraved in the soul, he will not change, others will not change, he is not favored by the gods, he can only be accepted by despair." ”

He waved his hand, and a graystone throne rose on the ground, and the top of the throne was dotted with ghostly fire.

He sat on it, looked at the boundless River Styx, and said, "Only despair can give him freedom." ”

......

"It's so uncomfortable......"

On the surface of the river, Chen Ming's eyes were closed, his soul was blocked by the oil lamp, and the flame that belonged to him was somehow burning himself at this moment.

The drowning sensation that could not breathe, the stinging sensation of the flames, his consciousness plunged into darkness, as if he had fallen into an abyss with no bottom in sight.

Outside, the flames of the spiritual lamp burned violently, and the scope of the light shrouded became larger and larger.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes...... One day, two days, three days.

He lingered on the river for three whole days, and the oil lamp burned for three whole days, and he stopped.

Standing on the surface of the river, Chen Ming opened his eyes, and there was not a trace of light in his hollow, godless pupils.

I don't know when it began, two drops of river water surrounded him, silently breaking into the lights.

The moment he stopped, two drops of river water seemed to be pulled into his chest.

......

"Ahh

I don't know how long it took, Chenming, who was falling in the darkness, suddenly woke up, opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

"This is ......"

The familiarity of the environment bewildered him, and a child was sitting at a desk racking his brains, the table top of which was stacked with two thick stacks of books.

Chen Ming knew where this was.

"My room?"

Yes, this is the room where he lived when he was a child, and the child sitting at the table was him when he was a child.

He reached out to touch the child, but he couldn't get closer.

He sneered, "Do you want me to be a bystander?"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a loud closing of the door outside, accompanied by a fierce argument between a man and a woman.

"Here we go again. ”

Habitually smiling, Chen Ming ignored the outside, he walked up to the child, looked at the math problems that seemed very simple to him now, and muttered, "You have already worked so hard, why are they arguing like this?"

When he was a child, he didn't understand, but now, he does.

Vanity.

From kindergarten onwards, he went to the school of the so-called elite educational institutions, where the children who were supposed to be happy lost their freedom and, over time, became insensitive.

Just like him in front of him, even if the noise outside is turned upside down, this child who is less than ten years old does not cry or make trouble, and buries himself in studying.

Because at this time, he knew that only when he won the first place in the exam would his parents stop arguing for a short time.

Not because of pampering, but to show off to his relatives and elders how good their genes are.

As soon as the picture turned, he came to a large playground and followed his memory to find himself at this time.

There were a lot of people on the playground, because today, it was a sports day held by the school, and his parents were not far away.

The sound of cheering was accompanied by the sound of gunfire, and a row of children began to run as hard as they could.

His face was very pale, and as soon as he started running, he was already wheezing violently, and he had a high fever.

But even so, in order not to disappoint his parents, he still ran in second place.

But what followed was the vicious beating and scolding of his parents.

Eat one's heart out.

Because of their neighbor's children, ran the first place.

In the dark night, Chen Ming looked at himself huddled in the corner and shivering, even if he didn't have a piece of good meat on his body, even if he had been hungry for a day, he didn't have a trace of grievance, he felt that this was his punishment.

Going around and around, Chen Ming watched himself grow up slowly.

A year, two years, five years have passed, and his parents are still like that, not only did not relent, but intensified.

For such a long time, Chen Ming, as a bystander, began to go from familiar to unfamiliar.

The parents' faces began to slowly distort, until at last, there was no familiar sign of their faces anymore, and in their place were two horrible and evil faces.

Named jealousy, and vanity.

His last stop was at his parents' funeral, at this time, he had just graduated from college, with a thin face and a thin body.

On the day of the college entrance examination, he had an appendicitis attack, and he endured severe pain and stepped into the examination room, and in the end, he fainted.

Instead of getting into the university his parents were looking for, he attended an ordinary secondary school, and from that time on, his parents cut off all his financial resources.

He relied on part-time jobs, scholarships to support his living and tuition.

In the end, the bad news of his parents came from his home after four years of no contact, and he went home.

At the funeral, he laughed loudly, laughed and laughed, and cried.

Yes, even if it's wrong, it's my parents.

But as a bystander, when Chen Ming saw those two posthumous photos, there was no sadness in his heart, only endless pleasure and rapid breathing.

In the end, the picture went black, and Chen Ming's laughter did not stop, still wandering back and forth in the dark.

"It's all because of you!"

The familiar scolding rang in his ears, and when he looked up, he saw two extremely unfamiliar and distorted faces, like humans, but they were evil spirits.

"You are ......"

Chen Ming stopped laughing, frowned slightly, and thought about it for a long time, before he smiled and shouted, "Dad, Mom, are you okay?"