Of course, Chang Shuo's parents couldn't hear his words at all, and the distance between the two sides was not a few meters, but two worlds. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The world of life and death.

"Alright, alright, stop crying." Chang Shuo's father patted the shoulder of the man in his arms.

The crying in the house gradually weakened, maybe Chang Shuo's mother was tired of crying, or maybe it was ...... She accepted reality.

The clouds moved away to make room for the sun.

The light shone through the window, shining dust in the air, and then fell on the two old men.

The scene begins to shift, and the space around it scatters like shattered glass, then disappears into thin air.

The dark red sky was overcast, and there was no end in sight.

Beneath his feet was charred black earth, lifeless, and it seemed that even the most tenacious seed could not germinate in it.

Qian Cang felt a little dizzy in his head, and at this time, he was hit by something.

Turning his head, he saw a dull-looking man in the prime of life, who had black chains tied around his hands and feet, and the chains extended upwards until he could no longer be seen, and at this time, the middle-aged man was dragging the chains forward.

At this time, Qian Cangyi's mind was clear, and he began to carefully observe his surroundings.

He was surprised to find that in this black land, there were countless people walking forward, although there was no end in sight to the money warehouse, but this dense number of people could not be compared to even the grandest war movies.

"Where is this?" Qian Cangyi took a deep breath, and there was no discomfort in his body.

He stretched out his hand to see that he was not chained, but there was suddenly an ordinary porcelain bowl on his right hand, and at the bottom of this porcelain bowl, there was still some black liquid.

"After drinking this bowl of no-regret medicine, you should be able to leave, right?" A black-red mask appeared in front of Qian Cang's eyes, a mask the size of a human face, red and black entangled with each other, extending to the bottom.

"No remorse?" Qian Cangyi stared carefully at the bottom of the porcelain bowl.

Some images emerged from the black liquid, and these images were exactly what Chang Shuo had experienced during these three days.

"Everyone who dies is unwilling to face the facts, always thinking that they still have a lot of things to do, and they can't die yet, but the rules can't be changed." The mask circled around Qian Cangyi.

"What rules?" Qian Cangyi asked with a frown.

"Didn't I already tell you? In the words of you humans, those who die will become 'slender men' and pull 'history' forward, this is the rule of this world, and no one can resist. The mask began to spiral upwards and came to the top of Qian Cangyi's head, "What 'history' is, no one knows, no one can even see it clearly, some say it's a wheel, some say it's everywhere, some say it's everything, the only thing that is certain is that we are all part of 'history'." ”

"On the top of 'history', there are countless civilizations, and living creatures enjoy things called life in civilization, and the dead come here, in the words of you humans, it should be called 'the place of the end', the destination after death."

With that, the mask spun around again and floated in front of Qian Cangyi.

"There is no end to the end of the place, time has long since died, all people are not tired, I remember one person once refuted my sentence, he said to me: nonsense, of course the dead are not tired. After he finished speaking, he also said that he wanted to enjoy the final place, but now I can't find him, mainly because it's not necessary, anyway, there are only two words left in his mind. ”

"What is the pill without regrets?" Qian Cangyi's face was very calm.

"It's the thing in your bowl, although it is only a trivial part of dragging 'history' forward, but it has also made some efforts, so we've made such a thing out of the 'send-off', which can be regarded as a reward for you." As soon as the mask was finished, the porcelain bowl in Qian Cang's hand slowly floated.

"Although I am the 'send-off', I don't know much, and in terms of status, I am not much higher than you. The send-off has no past, no future, the only thing that can be done is to let the 'slender man' get on the road as soon as possible, this is our job, and it is also ...... Unique value. ”

"Now, it's time to hit the road." The mask whispered.

In an instant, Qian Cangyi felt a huge danger, and even in the face of this danger, he couldn't give up a sense of resistance, as if he had given up all hope the moment he realized the danger.

That's what it is...... Is it the truth?

Qian Cangyi just started to think, and four iron chains flew down from the dark red sky, and the target was Qian Cangyi.

At this moment, a trumpet sounded, surging and continuous, as if it carried through the whole heaven and earth.

"Another civilization has been destroyed, alas, and it has to be busy again." The mask swayed from side to side, as if shaking its head.

"Really?" Qian Cang raised his head and looked at the iron chain that was about to approach him.

In his heart, for some reason, there is a force that is growing, and this force cancels out the oppression that cannot be resisted.

I don't want to just give up, I never need any no-regret medicine!

He roared inwardly.

Before the chain touched him, his body moved a little, just enough to avoid the chain, but the chain seemed to have life, and actually turned halfway, and what was even more bizarre was that the speed did not slow down at all.

The leader of the mound.

Skill activation.

The familiar feeling of suffocation did not come, nothing had changed, everything continued as if it had not been disturbed in the slightest.

By the way, I remember the self-proclaimed 'Precursor' Mask saying that time is long dead in the Land of the End...... Can't help it?

As soon as Qian Cangyi's thought came to him, his limbs were bound by iron chains.

"How do I smell time?" The mask said suspiciously.

At this time, Qian Cang's ears were deafening, "Forward, forward......, forward, forward,

Countless voices shouted the same sentence, and these voices came from all directions, as if they had an irresistible force.

Immediately afterwards, the chain was tightened back, and Qian Cangyi also raised his right foot.

No, no!

No matter how loud the roar in his heart was, he couldn't resist the force, his right foot stepped on the ground, his knee began to bend, and the weight of his body gradually shifted to his right foot, and then his left foot began to rise.

Ahh

There was unbearable pain all over my body, and every skin, every capillary, trembled with pain.

A white figure stepped out of Qian Cangyi's body.

Qian Cang was half squatting on the ground, covered in sweat, but the pain was quickly disappearing, and after taking two deep breaths, he stood up and saw the white figure walking forward.

At the same time, the body of the white figure quickly normalized.

This figure who walked out of Qian Cangyi's body was exactly the same as Qian Cangyi's own back!