Chapter 13: The Cold Water of the Nine Dead Wasteland

Tianyu stuck out his tongue, licked the blood splashed on his face, and said with a smile: "Take it easy, you have completed the task, now, it's time to claim the reward." ”

Tianyu pulled out the Tibetan knife, slightly picked a little skin along the wound, and then tore it hard.

There was a stabbing sound, and I don't know if it was an illusion or really so loud, a piece of Yechen's skin was torn off, and the neurons rich in the dermis frantically transmitted information to the brain: It hurts to death!

It's not an exaggeration, it really hurts, it hurts to death! Yechen never imagined that the pain could be so intense, covering all other senses and thoughts. Now, even if someone strangles themselves to death, I'm afraid they won't feel suffocated.

I don't know how long it took, Yechen finally woke up from the endless pain, at this time the skin of her whole body had been torn off by Tianyu, and the murderer was standing next to her, with a weird smile on her face.

Tianyu said softly: "Yechen, you killed me with this knife before, is it strange why my heart is not bleeding?" Now I'll tell you the truth. As he spoke, Tianyu held the Tibetan knife in his hand, inserted it into his throat, and then slashed down hard, cutting himself open - it was empty, there was nothing, Tianyu actually only had a layer of human skin.

"That's your reward." Tianyu said with a smile and pounced towards Yechen.

There was darkness in front of him, and Yechen fell into a coma again.

……

Here it is...... Your own soul world? Yechen looked around, surrounded by a thin gray mist, the sky was a relatively light gray, the ground was soft, it was a relatively dark gray, and the whole world was monotonous and dead in this color.

Yechen flew in one direction, hoping to explore the edge of the world, or find something. When the results disappointed her. Yechen felt that he had been floating for several years, and the scenery around him had not changed at all, and he didn't know if the world was boundless or if he had been spinning in the same place, after all, it was impossible to confirm the direction in such a monotonous world.

Yechen stopped, looking around blankly, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, the world finally changed, Yechen felt a chill on her face, as if a drop of liquid was dripping on her face, she wiped it with her hand, it was water.

Will it still rain in this spirit world? As soon as this idea came to her, Yechen felt that her eyes were dark, and when she opened her eyes again, she found that her consciousness had returned to reality.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yechen saw a drop of water oozing from the ceiling, falling rapidly, right on the center of his eyebrows.

The drop was extremely cold, cold deep into the bone marrow. Yechen stretched out his hand to wipe it off and sat up. It was still the bedroom in the annex building on the east side of the Maple Leaf Manor, Yechen looked around, there was no heavenly language, no bloodstains, and no small hidden knife, everything he had experienced before seemed to be just a dream, a dream so clear.

Ticking, the sound of water dripping, and the ceiling was still seeping water, this time into the glass on the bedside table.

Is the room leaking? No, there's another floor on top, so the roof and the floor of the second floor won't leak out, right?

Yechen looked out the window, the rain was still falling, and I don't know how many days have passed, but at least it is evening, and with the clouds, the whole world is gray.

Yechen reached out to turn on the light, and the energy-saving light on the ceiling flashed a few times, and then went out completely, maybe there was a problem with the wiring.

More and more water droplets seeped from the ceiling, ticking and falling, as if it were raining lightly. After a while, a shallow layer of water accumulated on the floor.

Can't stay in the house anymore, Yechen turned around and got out of bed, and as soon as the soles of her feet touched the stagnant water on the ground, she felt a strong chill, and went up along the soles of her feet, freezing her whole body. Yechen hurriedly withdrew his feet, this water was not only low in temperature, but also had a strong cold breath.

What's going on now? Isn't the mission over yet? Yechen just wanted to call up the task panel to take a look, but with a squeak, the door was pushed open, and a little girl who was wet and her clothes were still dripping with water walked in.

I don't know if it's an illusion, after this little girl came in, Yechen felt that the light in the room was a little dim.

The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, short in stature, with yellow hair, and looked malnourished, but her body was not thin, but a terrible puffiness, like a dead body that had drowned.

"Who are you?" Yechen asked vigilantly, looking wary.

"You don't remember me?" The little girl spoke.

Why is everyone like this, Yechen said impatiently: "Let's just say it, who are you?" ”

The little girl looked up at Yechen and said, "I'm eleven-year-old you, have you forgotten?" In the summer of eleven years old, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, you were so hungry that you couldn't stand it, and you went to drink water in the back pond of the orphanage, but when you saw a fish in the pond, you jumped straight down, trying to catch a fish to eat......"

Yechen thought back and said: "You said this, I have a little impression, I was really hungry and dizzy at that time, and I didn't have any fishing tools, so I jumped down and wanted to catch fish with my bare hands in the pond." Yechen shook his head, not knowing what to say.

The little girl continued: "The pond is very deep, the water in it is very cold, and when you jump in, your legs cramp immediately......"

"Fortunately, I was able to do a little dog planing, and I climbed ashore with a flutter, and finally there was no ......"

"Did you really climb ashore?" The little girl interrupted Ye Chen's memories, "Think about it, did you really climb up at that time?" ”

Yechen closed his eyes, fell into the memory, and was silent, and after a long while, he opened his eyes. At this time, Yechen's eyes turned into pure ink, there was no difference between the whites of the eyeballs and eyes, and only a pitch black remained: "You're right, I didn't climb up, my legs cramped, plus my body was already very weak, and after a few flutters, I sank." That is, on my eleventh birthday, I was already dead. ”

The little girl smiled and said, "Yes, when you were eleven years old, you died once, and your soul split into a fragment and turned into a bead, and I am that soul fragment." ”

Yechen lowered his head and rubbed the string of beads on his left wrist, one of which turned blue and cold to the touch.

"What's your use?" Yechen asked.

"Soul fragments are immortal, your soul is immortal."

Seeing Yechen pondering, the girl smiled sadly and said, "Okay, I'll go back first." With that, the girl turned into a cyan light and flew into the crimson bead on the bracelet.

At this time, in Yechen's soul world, a secluded deep pool appeared called Cold Water.