"Because you want to live, you have become armor that you can't die...... This ancient god is really mad. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Aluka looked intently at the black iron armor for a moment, and realized that the poor little boy had no eyesight, but only found himself through some kind of "feeling". So he ignored the boy's strange cries like a fan, walked to the iron door and tugged at the steel cable, but the steel cable did not move.

That is to say...... The only way to move the wire is to pull the iron drill, is this also some kind of plane rule?" Aruka groaned and walked back to the little boy, trying to pull the iron drill attached to the steel cable in the opposite direction to the little boy, but it didn't work. It seems that the steel rope will only be pulled if the iron drill is stabbed towards the little boy's heart.

"The Silver Fortress shouldn't have made it through this...... As a believer in the White Sect, she would definitely not hurt innocent people, but Night Fourteen could. What a senseless faith......" Aruka sneered and counted the progress of the others, he had always scoffed at any faith. The gods are just a tool for poor people to free themselves and escape, facing lions and tigers, praying that the gods can stand up to something? Even in this world where gods really exist, do the gods still have the time to take care of the lives of every believer?

At the same time, he began to search the room for clues. After walking around the room, he found only one line of text on the pillar where the little boy was tied: When the end comes, do you choose to be indifferent or untouched?

"Hmph...... It's just as boring as the issue of splitting tracks. "The problem of the separation of tracks that Aluka talked about is a story that has been circulating in the major Chicken Soup for the Soul magazines for many years. A certain train track has two forks, one is abandoned and the other is still in use. There is a sensible child playing on an abandoned train track, and a group of ignorant children playing on the train track in use. At this point, the train is coming, and you have the option to save one of them by changing the tracks. So do you save the children who didn't make a mistake, or do you save the children who make a mistake but have a larger number?

Many people think that this question is particularly testing of human nature, but Aluca has a different view. He believes that this problem is actually a test of whether people have the courage to choose, if they really face this situation, most people must hesitate to the last second and cannot make up their minds, they don't know which side to choose, and in the end, the child who is always sensible will survive. Only a very small number of people will change their tracks according to their own ideas.

Aluka walked up to the little boy, stretched out his hand and tapped on his armor, and asked, "Can you hear me?"

The little boy continued to let out a fan-like cry and shouted, "Help me, please, save me! I'm not a monster...... I'm a human ......!"

"Can't you hear me?" Arouca touched his earlobe, a habitual action he had when he was troubled, and after a moment he had an idea. He pressed his hand into a trumpet shape against his armor, then put his mouth up against his palm, and said again, "Whether you are a human or a monster, it doesn't affect my choice. I'm going to ask you a few questions now, and if your answer satisfies me, I'll get you out. ”

This time the little boy obviously heard Aluca's voice, he choked up twice, and replied, "Okay...... Uncle, you ask. ”

Sound can be perceived from vibrations on the surface of the body...... It didn't make much sense, but Aruka was happy, he just liked the feeling of satisfying his curiosity. He continued, "There are six people who have entered this haunted house, right?"

The boy replied, "Yes, but Anne is dead...... Woohoo......"

"Don't cry, or I'll leave. "Aluca frightened the little boy, he hated the child's crying. Although he had already learned the number of children in this group on the graffiti, he didn't fully believe it, after all, the graffiti was left by the ancient gods, and it might not be the truth. Even the little boy's statement at this moment, he only used it as a reference, who knows if this little boy was arranged by the ancient gods? A person like him would not easily believe any information until he learned the truth.

"Second question, do you know what the devil who turned you into this is called?"

The little boy hesitated for a moment, then replied uneasily, "I'm sorry, uncle...... I do not know...... Please don't leave me behind!"

"It's okay, I guessed it wouldn't be that simple...... "Aluka pondered for a moment and asked, "The last two questions, how do I get you out? Also, can you move? If not, there's no point in me trying to get you out. ”

When the little boy heard that he was still saved, he replied eagerly, "I can move, but now I am bound! If you want to get me out, you have to let the iron hammer hanging in front of me absorb enough human blood, as the devil told me......"

"So you were left with a heart? That is, the key to opening the door is not the steel cable, but the iron drill to pierce into your heart and draw enough blood. ”

How much blood can there be in a heart alone? Aluka really doesn't know, maybe it's very little, or maybe this heart that has been played with by the devil is different from a normal heart, full of a lot of blood...... Then he also needs a lot of blood to meet the needs of opening the door, which is dangerous. However, he had little interest in abusing a miserable little boy. He wasn't worried that he would kill the little boy, and the fact that Night Fourteen might have passed here meant that the little boy wouldn't die if he was stabbed with an iron hammer.

But since there is another way to get through this door, it is better than choosing to abuse children and have nightmares every day in the future. And even if the iron drill needs too much blood, he can change his mind halfway.

So with a little excitement he pierced his right palm with an iron hammer, and began to observe the wound with curiosity, as if it were not his own hand. How the hell does this thing suck blood......

Aruka felt only a pain in the wound, the muscles around the wound quickly contracted, and blood gushed out of the wound, climbing up the iron drill like a swarm of moving ants, spreading towards the steel cable.

"No......" Aruka noticed that something was wrong, but he couldn't draw his hand, "Do you have to soak the whole wire with my blood?

The answer is yes......

As Aluka lost more and more blood, the steel cable connecting the iron gate and the iron drill was dyed blood red little by little. Aluca's lips were blue, his body was cold, and he was delirious from the loss of blood. His entire arm turned pale, and there was barely a drop of blood in it.

In a trance, he heard the little boy's anxious cry: "Give me your sword!"

Aluka stabbed the nail of his left hand into the flesh, and barely recovered from the pain, and before he had time to think about it, he drew his sword with his backhand and threw it into the little boy's iron hand. The little boy turned his wrist desperately, and his sword fell, and a silver light slashed, cutting off Aluca's entire right arm. Not a single drop of blood came out of that hideous section.

Aluka fell to the ground with a thud, and had no strength to get up, so he could only spread himself on the ground like a dead dog and gasp for breath. The iron chisel was obviously not satisfied, and its tip suddenly turned into a vicious snake head, and it bit into the little boy's exposed heart with a fierce bite, greedily sucking the blood.

The little boy screamed, but there was nothing he could do. Seeing that the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker, the snake head finally let go of its mouth, let out a sigh of satisfaction and turned back into the iron hammer. At the same time, the blood-red steel cable tightened and opened the connected iron door.

The hemp rope that bound the little boy also fell to the ground, and the first thing the little boy did when he was freed was to fall to his knees and hold Aruka in his arms, and asked repeatedly: "Uncle, are you still alive?"

Aluka opened her mouth with difficulty: "To live is to live...... But I have to tell you something. ”

Hearing that Aluka was still able to speak, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief and asked joyfully, "What's the matter?"

"From now on...... "Aruka said weakly, "you'd better call me brother...... I'm only eighteen! Am I that old!"

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"So, you guys are still too young, too simple. What is so interesting about the pen fairy? Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes have died because of playing the pen fairy? For example, who is that...... Well, who else is that...... All in all, if you don't die, you won't die, do you understand the truth?"

"I know it's wrong, uncle. The little boy said helplessly, "But now that you are seriously injured, can you say less...... And after you talked about it for a long time, I don't even know who that is. ”

"Shut up! I'm teaching you the truth of being a human being, do you think that you are a human being with two legs and a belly? It is because of your naïve thinking that you will end up like this. Let me tell you, two hundred years ago, when I was traveling on another continent, I met a little friend named Alphonse Elric, who was just like you now, and his soul was fused into a suit of armor. But the mentality of other people, I really don't know where it is higher than you......"

"Yes, yes, you're right. Uncle, aren't you afraid to make me angry and leave you alone?"

At this moment, Aluka was lying on the back of the little boy as they walked along a grassy field path. With his entire body turned into armor, the little boy's strength was even greater than that of Aluca, and it would not be a problem to carry him on his back for months on foot.

When they came out of the iron door, they found themselves in a bungalow. Looking around, there is a thick black fog as thick as ink, the kind of fog that you know you will die if you go in. As far as the eye can see, there is only one path that is passable, and at the end of the path is a three-storey villa.

Aluka said nonchalantly, "Hearing you ask that, I have to teach you another philosophy of life." ”

"What?"

"People are good and are deceived by others. ”

The little boy turned his head...... Helmet, stared at Aluka for a long time, and asked hesitantly: "Uncle, let me ask a question, don't be angry." ”

Aluka said generously, "Just ask, I've always been a good teacher. ”

"Do you have no friends?"

Aluka said: "Friendship is the embodiment of low human strength. ”

"What kind of intensity is that! I'd rather go a little lower!"

"Speaking of which, I'm curious about your current body. If it weren't for the time crunch, I'd really like to take you apart and study it...... Why are you looking at me like that? I said that time was pressing, so I didn't want to leave. By the way, can you feel hungry? Pain?"

The little boy sighed, completely speechless at Aluca's character, but it didn't dampen his gratitude. He had spent an unknown number of years in that room, and Aluca was not the first visitor. Some abandoned him, others chose to pierce his heart, leaving him in suspended animation and endless agony while waiting for the next visitor. Aluca was also the first to be willing to save him. Although judging from the current situation, this guy's intentions may be completely different from normal people......

The little boy replied bitterly, "Yes." Not only can I feel hunger, pain, but I can also feel the itching in my body, but I can't help it...... I can't eat either, I can't be treated...... So I can only go on starving and suffering forever. ”

"It's a bit ......" Aluka couldn't help but start sympathizing with the little boy, yes, yes...... He was just beginning to sympathize with the little boy, "It's tickling but not scratching, it's the most terrible torture I can think of." ”

"Uncle...... I think you often get the point wrong. ”

"That's the delusion of your prejudice, your ignorance and your childishness. Aruka criticized with a straight face, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, raised her voice and asked, "Oh, I forgot, I don't know your name yet." ”

"Did you find out now?"

"Well, isn't that the most irrelevant thing? ”

"No, my name is Dalton......

"There is no surname. In boredom, Aluka began to reach out and tap Dalton's helmet, and also hit the tune of "March of the Volunteers...... "In other words, you are a civilian...... Stupid pariahs, you are not allowed to talk to me from now on. ”

Dalton said in fear, "Are you a nobleman?" In his opinion, it was a great honor for the nobles who were high enough to deign to save their commoners.

Aruka replied breathlessly, "I'm also a civilian. ”

So the two of them began to be silent, and when they were about to reach the front of the villa, the little boy finally spoke again, and he sighed, "Hehe...... Ha ha...... What a stupid question I just had...... How can a strange uncle like you have friends!"

"That's why my human strength is high, thanks for the compliment. Aluka tapped the little boy's helmet again, "Time is pressing, you have a piece of paper in front of you, pick it up and show it to me." ”

"The main reason for wasting time is you!"

Having said that, Dalton obediently crouched down and picked up the piece of paper, and was careful not to let Aluka fall. He handed the piece of paper to Aluca, who looked at it and saw that it was another graffiti.

Seeing that the two friends were worse than dead, the remaining four children were completely frightened and stupid, and they didn't even have the idea of running away. And they also found that no matter what they wished, it would not end well, and those who wanted to live were worse than those who died directly. So the third child said to the devil, "Let me die without pain......

This time the devil thought about it for a long time, and then he finally came up with a way to satisfy his perverted desires without breaking the rules......

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