These words were like a slap in the face, Fu Jia was panicked, and when the cold wind blew, he was even more sober.

He believes that he is not the only one who thinks that he is not the only one who thinks this way.

If a victim commits suicide because he can't stand the pain, everyone will regret it, but they will also think that it is reasonable. And when the victim tries to survive, the crowd will encourage and cheer up, give blessings, and rebuke the perpetrator.

Logically, there seems nothing wrong with it.

But why do the public think that it is normal for victims to seek death after being assaulted and tortured?

Is it only the psychological shadow and physical pain caused by persecution that is unbearable?

They look at the victim with sympathy, pity, and caution, and despite their good intentions, their gaze can bother the victim.

The victims are no longer treated as ordinary people, and everyone's eyes will stay on him for a few more seconds, and an invisible barrier gradually becomes a barrier.

They had fled back to the world, but their gaze created a new hell.

It cannot be said that there is any inevitable connection between the two, but the consciousness that everyone takes for granted that the victim committed suicide is actually a kind of silent support.

They are not only victims, but also fighters who defend their lives, wounded and bloody, and there is nothing wrong with sympathy and love, but soldiers cannot do without flowers and applause.

Fu Jia was thinking about things in his heart, and he didn't notice when Chu Hanxing stopped, and when he found that he was alone, Chu Hanxing was already ten steps away.

Fu Jia patted his head, secretly scolded himself for being distracted, and hurriedly stepped forward, Chu Hanxing did not look at him, but stared straight at the wide road in front of him, and twisted his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Jia turned her head along her gaze, the road was wide, the street lights on both sides were neatly arranged, there were no cars on the road, pedestrians wrapped in coats, scarves covered half of their faces, a very ordinary scene, if there is anything special, the roadside are all ancient trees, the roots of the trees are entrenched like pythons, and you can see that there are some heads at a glance.

The cold wind blew and poured straight into his neck, Fu Jia rubbed his hands, and took a hot breath into his palm, which quickly turned into white mist.

"Hey, master, the temperature has plummeted in the past few days, and it's getting colder and colder, let's get in the car quickly......"

The wind was colder, the fallen leaves and flying sand suddenly rose, and people couldn't open their eyes, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians around, and Fu Jia's voice stopped abruptly.

This gust of wind was a little unusual compared to before, cold and clammy, and the wisps seeped into the cracks of the bones, turning into ice worms, like appendages, densely crawling all over every corner of the body.

Fu Jia got goosebumps, reached out and touched his face, it was wet.

His gaze fell to the empty road again, and his heart was beating a little faster, and even if he couldn't see any doorways, he could barely guess that a non-human was approaching.

Fu Jia unconsciously held his breath, and Chu Hanxing looked sideways: "You go back first." ”

He hesitated for a moment, knowing that he was also dragging the oil bottle when he stayed, and exhaled deeply: "Cheng, master, you should also go home early." ”

Fu Jia drove away, Chu Hanxing stepped forward slowly, under the dim light, the trees and fir trees, the wind swayed, the bright moon hung high, the north wind howled, and there was no one.

The more ordinary the scene, the more unusual it became, and after a while, the shadows of the trees were still, and the wind stopped in an instant.

"-Click", the yellow fallen leaves were trampled and made the sound of potato chips crushing, and Chu Hanxing stared at the middle of the road for a moment.

A person who couldn't see clearly stepped on the shadow of a tree and walked from a dark place, and the street lamp began to flicker, and when the person stepped into the bright place, the street lamp suddenly went out.

There was darkness in front of him, and the buff that the opponent appeared with an enchantment did not alarm any living beings.

"Click, click......"

The man was calm and calm in the dark, as leisurely as a walk after dinner, if it weren't for his divine sense staring at him tightly, Chu Hanxing would almost have thought that the other party was really passing by by accidentally.

Chu Hanxing slowly took out his mobile phone: "If you break the street lamp, you have to compensate according to the price, and you have to calculate the labor cost, there are a total of twenty street lamps here——"

I have pressed 110 on the dial screen during the conversation.

The extinguished street lamp suddenly lit up, and the shadows of the trees became clearly visible again, and even the one that was supposed to be broken flickered and flickered.

The man standing under the ancient tree sighed, put his hands behind his back, and stepped forward, his cold voice containing a little helplessness.

"Little Eleven."

Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows, put away his mobile phone, and smiled at the man under the street lamp: "Senior brother, what a coincidence, ah no, I should call you ......"

She carefully examined his robe, the dark red robe was edged with gold silk moire, embroidered with dragon python.

"Tenth Hall Yama, King of Reincarnation." Chu Hanxing said lightly.

The King of Rotation put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly: "Eleven, we also just received the paperwork from us, and we didn't deliberately hide it from you." ”

"We?" Chu Hanxing's eyes were indifferent, but he stared at him for a moment.

The Reincarnation King couldn't stand her eyes, tilted his head slightly, and the fallen leaves on the ground broke into powder as soon as he kneaded them, he moved his throat, and against Chu Hanxing's oppressive gaze, he said:

"It's your other nine senior brothers."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished saying this, his indifferent gaze turned to condemnation and sadness.

"I'll just say where did the master get the peach pit of the Queen Mother of the West, it was originally the immortal chief who taught the ten halls of the underworld, and he worked hard and made great achievements, so he could naturally get a gift from the Queen Mother.

When I returned to the mountain, the master and brothers were all gone, only the empty thatched hut and a few words of message remained, Eleven thought that the brothers had ascended, and they would never be seen again, and they never expected to meet by chance today, and there were no regrets. ”

Chu Hanxing's voice was soft and low, her eyes lowered, making it impossible to see her expression clearly, and her body exuded a lonely atmosphere.

The Wheel King's scalp was numb, and he said in a low voice: "Little Eleven, don't ......"

A hint of a smile appeared in Chu Hanxing's lowered eyes.

"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground~" A milky sound suddenly sounded.

The Reincarnation King's expression was grim, and the cold aura quickly explored the surroundings, but he didn't find the slightest breath of other creatures.

"Who?"

"Oh, you said Chu Bai." Chu Hanxing took out Chu Bai from his coat pocket, "Oh, guard your hell prison." ”

The King of Reincarnation lowered his head, looked at the white-haired dumplings in her palms, was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and whispered, "Little Eleven, I'm dying." ”

Chu Hanxing's eyelashes twitched, and then, the reincarnation king said again: "Senior brother will send you away." ”

The tenth hall of Hades is the reincarnation king, responsible for reincarnation, reincarnation in the world, life and death, and also in charge of the passage to other worlds.

He said that if he sent Chu Hanxing away, he would definitely be able to.

Chu Hanxing's eyebrows lowered, and he paused when he stroked Chu Bai's fingers, and his fingertips slowly curled.

"The other senior brothers are dead, and the senior brother is the last, right?"

"Yes." The King of Wheels could no longer hide it.

Chu Hanxing's eyelashes trembled: "The soul lamp is extinguished, but their souls are scattered?" ”