"I will," the evil spirit sang, still unconscious, for only a roar of all its might could briefly shake off the boredom of gnawing.

"How does this body ????"

The evil spirit roared into the night sky with all its might, as if asking God this question.

Sure enough, he quickly got an answer.

There was a loud bang, and the evil spirit was once again taken into the sky by the black horse.

This time he was even more embarrassed than the first, and he couldn't even speak when he hit the grass hard.

I want this body, the evil spirit thought through the pain.

Could it be that I want this body just to run this crazy horse back and forth?

"Da-da-da-da-da."

Just like last time, the dark horse that caused the accident ran directly into the distance without any pause, as if there was a poem waiting for it.

After all, Lord Dice's body was different from ordinary people, and the pain receded like a tide, and the evil spirit slowly stood up.

The moment he stood up, the boredom that followed him hit again.

The evil spirit looked around, and a few stars twinkled in the dark sky, like a large mouth devouring all the light, and these stars were about to be overwhelmed.

Losing your target will instantly sink into a dark cage and be overwhelmed by the boredom that pervades you.

The evil spirit was about to go mad, and he, who had long been accustomed to the darkness, could not bear the long night.

But how easy is the night to pass?

The prairie nights are not only dark but also long, as if there is no tomorrow.

"Old Pitch." The evil spirit looked at the palm of his hand and said to himself, "This time, I was defeated by you. ”

In order to combat this feeling of powerlessness, there is only one way left, and that is to keep singing!

"I want," the evil spirit's voice was already hoarse, and just as the first two words were blurted out, a familiar voice came to his ears.

"Dada......"

It's the sound of horses' hooves!

The evil spirit immediately shut its mouth.

Whether it is strange or not, whether it is a coincidence or not, the sound of horses' hooves immediately subsided.

"I'm going to ......," the evil spirit sang deliberately, as if trying to find some kind of pattern in it.

"Dada......"

Sure enough, the sound of horses' hooves sounded like a song.

The evil spirit shut up again and began to listen with bated breath, and the grassland was vast, all was silent, and the sound of horses' hooves disappeared without a trace.

"I see, so it was!" It dawned on the evil spirit, and he finally understood why the black horse was attacking him.

"Isn't it so bad for me to sing?" The evil spirit said to himself, "Am I so hard to hear my singing that even the animals don't want to listen to?" ”

The evil spirit suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

I'm so bored, and my only entertainment is to scream, can't I even use this only way of liberation now?

"Count you ruthless!" The evil spirit looked at the two ants in his palm and said viciously, he took all his anger out on the two ants.

This long night, this boredom, when will this life end?

At this moment, the evil spirit doesn't even want to destroy the world, he wants to destroy himself more.

"Lord Dice," said the evil spirit, wistfully, "manifest yourself, regain control of this body, and drive my soul out, I beg of you!" ”

Just when the evil spirit was thirsting incessantly, a voice suddenly came to his ears.

"I beg you!"

The evil spirit froze instantly.

Why, in this dark steppe, there are still people who are harmonizing with themselves?

Soon he was on target.

It turned out to be the dead fat man lying on the ground!

"You, you're not dead yet?" The evil spirit asked incredulously, "Could it be that you've been sleeping all the time?" ”

Ziqi's slightly chubby body began to squirm on the grass, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes.

"W-where is this?" Ziqi said with a blank face.

"Where else could it be?" The evil spirit said unhappily, "Of course it's on the grassland." ”

"Grass, on the prairie?" Ziqi suddenly found that his mouth was very dry and bitter, and even carried a lot of grass clippings.

"It turns out," Ziqi muttered as he wiped the grass stuck to his mouth, "this is the aroma of grass." ”

"You, what are you talking about?" The evil spirit asked.

"It's like I've been caught up in another world," Ziqi said slowly, "and there, I lost my family and my life again." I kept struggling, I kept pleading, hoping that God would give me another chance, but no one could hear my call, and my consciousness gradually faded away......"

"Say, that's good!" The evil spirit was as excited as if he had found a confidant, "I, so am I, no one can hear my call. ”

"Then," Ziqi continued, "I fell heavily to the ground. ”

"I," said the evil spirit, impatiently, "me too. And, I fell twice! ”

"Just as I was dying, I suddenly smelled a fresh fragrance. I thought it was the smell of heaven, but it was all a dream. I'm still on this grassland, and the smell is nothing more than grass crushed under me. ”

"Me, so am I." The evil spirit said embarrassedly, "I was knocked off twice by a crazy horse, and each time I gnawed on a mouthful of grass. ”

Ziqi suddenly looked carefully at the evil spirit beside him.

"You, what do you do?"

"Is that really a dream?" Ziqi frowned and thought about it.

"What?" The evil spirits do not understand.

"I mean, is what I just described really a dream experience?"

"Of course it is!" The evil spirit said categorically and through gritted teeth, "I'm sure you're just dreaming. You don't even know how well you sleep, it's like you're dead. And you've slept too long, right? You said that you didn't sleep early or night, but you fell asleep after making a bet with me, and left me here alone with nothing to do, the wind was blowing, and the horse was crashing into ......"

Ziqi was shocked when he heard this.

It seems that in the process of his nightmares, this evil spirit is not having a good time.

"Now," the evil spirit stretched out his palm again, "I'm begging you, okay, choose now, don't delay a minute or a second, I'm about to take it anymore!" ”

At this moment, looking at the ruddy and wide palm in front of him, Ziqi seemed to see the huge roulette wheel in his dream, and the two ants in his palm were the pointers of the roulette wheel.

Ziqi smiled.

In this moment, he wants to be grateful to everyone who has appeared in his life.

God finally heard his call and gave himself a chance to make a choice again!

"Okay." Ziqi smiled and said, "I'll choose, choose immediately!" ”

After waking up from the nightmare, Ziqi once again stood in front of the wheel of fate.

But at this moment, that tension, that anxiety, that powerlessness, that fear all disappeared.

At this moment, Ziqi's heart was extremely calm, he knew that fate was too kind to him as a gambler, and it kept stuffing himself with opportunities.

Ziqi looked at the broad palm and suddenly thought of Lili, and thought of his chubby son. At this moment, they must be waiting for themselves at home, and Ziqi suddenly felt a warm current of happiness in his heart.

After that, he thought of Rey, thought of Teacher Miki, thought of the beautiful Xiao Qing and the strange guy who was chattering crookedly along the way, at this moment, they should all be sitting in front of the giant screen and looking at themselves.

In the end, Ziqi thought of Ah Zao, thought of Master Poker, thought of Mr. Chimera, and thought of Lingling.

Ziqi silently raised his head and looked at the dark sky.

At this moment, they should all be watching themselves from the sky, right?

Ziqi smiled, but tears blurred his eyes.

It turns out that I have always been so happy?

"Choose, choose?" The evil spirit said nervously, as if he was afraid that something would happen.

"Okay."

Ziqi lowered his head and looked at the palm in front of him again, and through the hazy tears, Ziqi was surprised to find that the world in front of him had changed!

The palm of the hand is still the same palm, but the two ants in the palm emit two completely different colors of light.

One white light, one red light.

It must be these eyes at work, is it trying to hint at something to itself?

Ziqi took his eyes off his palm and began to look at the things around him.

Red light, red light.

Everywhere the eye looked, there was a red light.

His own body emitted red light, the sturdy body of the evil spirit emitted red light, and the horses perched on the vast grassland still emitted red light.

Ziqi suddenly understood that the red light represented the temperature of life. In these peculiar eyes, everything that is alive takes on a red glow.

"I'll pick this one." Ziqi pointed to the ant that emitted a white glow and said firmly.

"This one?"

"Yes."

"Are you sure?" The evil spirit confirmed it again and again.

"I'm sure." Ziqi said affirmatively.

He had never been so sure.

In this world, all ordinary life emits a warm red light, only this ant takes on a different color.

Because this is not an ordinary ant, and on that small body inhabits the soul of the god of Watari!

The selection is over, and now it's time to spin the wheel.

"Good!" The evil spirit let out a loud cry and carefully handed the ant to Ziqi as if it was being manipulated by a force.

After handing over the ant, the evil spirit was shocked to find that the power seemed to be gone, and he was unexpectedly relieved.

"Now," the evil spirit gently picked up the remaining ant, "it's finally the last moment. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"Of course," the evil spirit slowly put the poor ant in his mouth and swallowed hard, "destroy it!" ”

The evil spirit said viciously.

The grassland was so quiet that even the night breeze disappeared unconsciously.

The east gradually revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the long night finally came to an end.

Both men were waiting patiently.

Half an hour later, the sun was rising, and nothing happened except for the light and warmth.

"Looks like it," the evil spirit finally spoke, staring into Ziqi's eyes and said slowly, "It's these eyes that work." ”