"Then why are you here now?" She asked casually without interest, "Isn't it like the systems in other routine texts that will come before the first world?" ”

"That's it." The other party paused, lowered his voice, and was a little mysterious.

"Surprise, huh?"

Ha?

An Maiden looked confused.

The system continued: "I'm not like those bewitching j-i-a-n stuff who are looking for someone to tie up and possess. ”

It squinted haughtily, "I'm here for people." ”

An Ningning: "...... Oh great, and then what? ”

“……”

It's so angry!

Can't talk about it!

The system decided to strike.

An Ning Ning didn't care about this at all.

So one person and one bucket fell into silence for the first time since the conversation.

Until it was almost dark, remembering the system that had not yet been said, he angrily kicked An Ning Ning in the chest - from a distance, it was like a gust of wind blowing, and the small wooden barrel on the necklace was attached to the skin - it had no effect at all.

"Hey, girl, don't you wonder why I'm looking for you?"

"Oh, why?" She continued perfunctorily.

"I'm here for you!!"

The words were sincere, the attitude was sincere, and the words were serious and heartfelt, and An Ning Ning was completely pulled back to his senses.

"For me?" She frowned, "For me what?" ”

"Guess."

“……”

It stands to reason that this should be the purpose of the system crossing, but after thinking about the ending plot of the first two worlds that have not changed from the original book at all, and thinking about the sincere tone of the little wooden barrel, she thought about it, and still felt that the purpose should be on her.

So, after thinking about it for a long time, she finally asked with some uncertainty.

"It's for—heal me," she said with difficulty, "facial paralysis?" ”

Yes, she thinks the only thing she has learned from the tossing and turning is that her face is much richer—but then again, her friends should be very pleased.

"Guess again!" The system is depressed.

An Ning Ning couldn't guess, and asked shamelessly, "For what?" ”

"Of course, it is to find the direction of life for you, grasp the navigation of life, and explore the meaning of life!"

The answer was an awe-inspiring, righteous rhetoric.

And yet—

"Thanks, I don't need to."

The cold refusal could not stop the barrel that radiated the brilliance of the oratory, and it looked serious (and could not be seen), "No! Girlish! Didn't you find out? Actually—you're lost in the path of life! ”

"Oh? Is it? Then let me continue to be lost! ”

"......" The barrel choked deeply, stopped talking nonsense, and cut the railroad categorically, "No, you have to find it!" ”

"What if I don't go?" She was curious.

"It's okay not to go." Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the system was less angry and devastated, and her face didn't matter.

"Anyway, the world will stand still."

“……”

"Well, you win."

Realizing the seriousness of the problem and knowing that the third world was about to come, An Ning Ning finally got serious, "Then what are we crossing for?" ”

"Don't they all have to have a reason and a goal?" She poked the small barrel with her fingers.

"I said it was to ...... for you" Before the routine was finished, it was poked again, and it smacked its lips angrily, "You will know when the third world is over." ”

"Is there anything like you?" She was anxious, "Shouldn't you explain the task to be completed before entering the world?" ”

"Girl." The barrel looked at her solemnly, "On the road of truth, you have to explore it alone." ”

"." She interrupted mercilessly.

"Well, you can do it yourself, and I'll give you a hint if necessary." The barrel shook impatiently.

“……”

An Ning Ning gritted her teeth and was angry.

A system like yours without a clear goal and a concrete plan has no future!

……

The light of the fire in the dream illuminates the whole night.

The boy carefully hid under the confession with his knees crossed, listening to the panicked footsteps outside the door, the muffled screams of the sharp weapon cutting through the air and stabbing into the body, he covered his mouth tightly, tears flowing down his fingers.

"Young master, little young master." The door was gently pushed open, and an old man with a hunched back came in and called softly.

"Come, young master, this is what the old slave saved for you." He squatted in front of the confession, his thin hand touched his head, there was no trace of fear on his face, and he said lovingly and gently as usual, "Don't worry, the lord and the lady will be fine, young master, you just need to hide here well, and wait for everything to pass—"

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly pushed open with a loud noise.

"Dead old man, it turns out that he is hiding here." A tall man was smiling in the doorway, the knife in his hand stained with blood and falling to the ground with its blade.

Before he could react, he cut directly at the old man's back.

The white-faced dumplings in his hand were still stuffed by the old man into the boy's palm, and the next moment, blood spurted out of the old man's body.

The old man fell.

The hot blood splashed the boy's face, setting off the delicate appearance a little terrifying, and his vision was also blood-red and blurred.

"Yo, there's a boy here." The man said something weirdly, carrying a knife, and walked against the moonlight outside step by step.

The boy only lowered his eyes, stared straight at the white-faced dumpling in his hand, which had already been stained red with blood, and then—put it to his mouth, and bit it down without changing his face.

……

In prison.

The boy lay bruised on the dead grass, his limbs twisted in a strange posture, unable to exert any strength.

"Look at how delicate this skin is." A somewhat feminine man lovingly pressed his dagger against the boy's face, and as he spoke, the sharp tip of the knife inadvertently pierced the skin, allowing blood to seep out.

Beads of blood rolled out, streaked across the skin, and fell onto the dead grass.

The man's breath suddenly became unsteady, and his eyes staring at the boy became more and more intense.

"Good boy, come." In the dimly lit room, the expression on his face became more and more gentle, and the knife he was holding slid down his skin little by little, tearing his clothes, "Let's untie our clothes and let Uncle touch them." ”

The stained swarthy hands gently touched the boy's skin, causing a shudder, and the man trembled slightly with excitement, and with the excitement and a tyrannical desire that emerged from his heart, he impatiently ripped off the boy's shabby clothes and put his hand inside......

At the fence, several men hidden in the darkness looked at each other with malicious intent, smiled disgustingly, and looked closer in twos and threes.

"Look at what a blessing we are—this is a dignified martial arts reputation, the young master of the Shen family. Now it looks like it, but it's our **. One of them laughed again.

"That's not good." However, one person was worried, "Didn't the sect leader say that he would send them to the snake cave with those boys?" ”

"Oh, as long as there is a life to pass, no. Besides, we may not live long in that snake cave, so let's be happy. The crowd giggled.

The man over there had long since lost his words, and his eyes were red and half-crouched on the boy, and his mouth was kissing and gnawing on the boy's skin, and he could not suppress low gasps and moans that became more and more rapid......

The exuberant breathing that was close at hand, the faint laughter around him-

Under the messy dead grass, the boy's eyes were indifferently open, without the slightest emotion.