After the selection of the seven, no new candidates appeared.

Professor, Xia Nan, Lin Ruonan, Chen Xin, Wu Tiansheng, Hu Feifei, Abyss, these seven blood-colored names flew into the air, turned into a ball of blood, and then re-condensed into strange words.

[Is fate predestined? 】

[Hand in your answers.] 】

[Fucheng 2007, kicked off. ] 】

[Please make a choice and change your ...... Or death. 】

Under the gaze of all players, all the blood-colored text slowly melted, covering the bodies of the seven chosen players.

Qin Manjiang was already very familiar with this feeling, whether it was going to [Ping An Hospital] or going to [Sick Village], it was delivered in such an instant.

And the place that is sent in this way has two obvious characteristics.

First...... Players are likely to be scattered and have their own different encounters.

The second is ...... The game will start immediately, there is no time to prepare, and the place you go to is also a world that you can't escape without clearing the level.

Each of the seven players glanced at everyone a few times, and their eyes were quickly obscured by a thick crimson in front of them, and in just a few breaths, their whole bodies were completely covered in blood.

At this moment, the seventh spirit pupil under the huge pupil was glowing with blood!

This seventh pupil dark spot instantly absorbed all the blood water, and the bodies of the seven players also twisted into wisps of blood and water, burrowing into the seventh spirit pupil dark point.

And then—

The eyes of the seven people turned red, and their brains roared.

When I came back to my senses again, there was only one voice left in my head that was difficult to distinguish between male and female:

"Strange Talk: Seven Children."

"Let's go."

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"Hiss......"

Qin Manjiang's eyes were closed tightly and he fell to the snow.

He had a dream......

Mankind...... Could there be such a thing as nature?

He didn't know, but the little boy in the dream seemed to be born to lie.

In the dream, his name is Xiao Qi, but more people like to call him "thief", "scoundrel", and "liar".

Even when his adoptive father and adoptive mother were angry, they always called him a "dead thief".

Sometimes, you get beaten because you like to lie, but more often than not, you don't need a reason to get beaten.

The adoptive father was a gambler, and the adoptive mother was short-tempered and violent.

Many times, he wanted to run away, but it was too difficult for a child to survive in the snow and ice.

Escaping from this home will give you a short period of freedom, but you will die of cold and starvation.

Be obedient and beaten, although it will hurt, but as long as you don't resist and do things obediently, you can eat something to some extent.

Right...... Work.

What can a seven or eight-year-old do?

Stealing, of course.

In Fucheng for more than nine years, it began to snow as soon as winter began, and the snow fell all over the ground, and the cold wind was like a knife.

There are six children like Xiao Qi.

They are all "raised" by this couple, but in fact, it is not easy to say who raised whom.

Seven people often wander the streets in groups.

Generally, no one dares to approach them, not because they are ruthless characters, but simply because their bodies are so smelly that they stink so much that they smoke their eyes.

Xiao Qi is the one who loves cleanliness, at least he washes his face very cleanly, grins, and is quite sunny.

Therefore, the work of deception is generally handed over to Xiao Qi, at least he will not be driven away as soon as he gets close to others.

The rest of the work was given to the other six.

As a theft gang, the kids have long been proficient in the process.

From touching porcelain, apologizing, attracting attention, digging pockets, leaving, extorting money, running away, everything is played clearly.

But in the winter, there are few pedestrians on the road, and the people in the neighborhood know them, know what kind of virtue they are, and where they will be close to them.

So, after swaying for a long time, the seven children still have no harvest.

Then......

"Poof".

A little girl fell to the snow, and a small figure was smashed out of the deep snowflakes.

The other six children rushed up and quickly helped her up.

She had a fever and her forehead was hot.

This bad weather forced young children to go out to "beg", and fever was a matter of course.

The biting cold wind was not something that these two thin clothes could withstand at all.

Six children, half-dragging and half-helping, knocked on the door of the little girl, and stretched out their little hands, which were also frostbitten, to passers-by, hoping to get a trace of mercy.

But winter is cruel, and so is the human heart.

They have been identified as "unsaved little ghosts", not only did they not beg for any food, but they couldn't even ask for a bowl of hot water to warm the little girl's body.

Xiao Qi got out of the horse, and he went to the next block.

There are street rules on the streets, and although the people in the next neighborhood don't know them very well, they are other people's territory.

Xiao Qi played the trickster's specialty and successfully brought back two steaming meat buns, and also brought back a wound.

He stuffed the meat bun into the little girl's mouth with a swollen nose and a swollen face.

The action is fast because the meat buns are so fragrant.

The meat buns are even more fragrant on a snowy day.

It was so fragrant that he was afraid that the children next to him would rob it, because he couldn't help it, and after feeding the little girl to eat the buns, he licked his fingers fiercely.

On a snowy day, under the eaves of a streetside shop.

Seven small figures sat in a row.

They looked up at the sky in unison, thinking...... It would be nice if you were a snowflake, let the wind blow and let it fall, and you don't have to worry about the money you have to pay tomorrow or where to go to fill your stomach.

"I want to run away."

A faint boy's voice rang out.

"Where can we go?"

"It's good to ...... anywhere"

"But...... Mom and Dad won't ......"

"They're not mom and dad!"

"Don't worry...... They won't come to us anymore. ”

Another boy's voice rang out.

Everyone looked at him in unison.

The boy lowered his head and picked up a tuft of snow and stared straight at the snowflakes: "When I left today, I secretly set a fire. ”

"But...... They must have found out that there was a fire, and they would have run out......"

"I ...... I give them ...... Drugged," another little boy's voice appeared, "they slept very well before leaving today. ”

"I locked the door......" the girl's voice appeared.

"I ...... I see you drugged...... I put a rope around their necks. A child's voice rang out.

"Let's run!"

The boy's voice appeared: "Look, I took their money!" No...... It's our money! Let's divide the money and get out of here! ”

A pair of immature eyes sparkled.

"Hmm!"

"Divide the money ......"

"Get out of here!"

……

In the distance, on the outskirts of the city, an old courtyard was engulfed in flames.

"Ah!!!!!!h

Piercing screams and vicious, desperate curses came from the fire.

The flames seemed to form two entangled grimaces, pulsating wildly and twistedly.

Until...... Old wooden houses were burned to ashes.

"I won't let you ...... go"

"I won't let you go!!"

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Qin Manjiang suddenly woke up from the snow.

I'm Xiaoqi?!