The boy muttered to the teddy bear in his arms, looking a little dazed and not very conscious.

There is a hint of a smile on the numb and pale face, which makes people feel a little weird to look at.

No, Benjamin had been reduced to a dried corpse, and the dark shadow arm returned from the darkness.

You can see something glimmering in each palm.

After each palm retracted into the teddy bear's body, the broken teddy bear seemed to recover somewhat.

The cotton, which had been exposed to the outside world, was partially retracted.

Some of the teddy bear's eyes, which were covered in dust and had become gray and cloudy, also became much more vivid.

The boy didn't care about anything else, and walked out of the door with the teddy bear in his arms, which had become much more agile and complete.

The pitch-black arm poked out of the teddy bear again, closing the door, fingertips melting into filaments to lock the door from the outside.

The boy walked all the way, without anyone on the road, not very fast but calm, as if nothing had happened.

The boy's face was expressionless, except for a dirty and wounded face, only a numb expression and a pale complexion.

The boy walked towards the west, and the west of Oakpaw Town was further west.

As he got closer to the place, the boy's expression began to become less numb.

First there was some expression of fear and fear, then a hint of sadness and a hint of anger, and finally a hint of smile with a hint of surprise.

The boy's expression just switched, and it didn't change because of anything outside world.

Instead, it is like a sleepwalking person who changes his mood and facial expressions because of his inner dream changes.

With a slightly stiff smile, the boy weaved through the deserted streets, and finally, he stopped, and his destination arrived.

The boy stood in place, and in front of him was a simple log cabin, a standard Orion hut.

You can also see the fox hanging from the eaves of the house, the blood has dried up, and the fur is a little stiff, and it seems that the hunters have not handled this very well.

The boy knocked on the door, expectant and happy on his face.

There was the sound of soft hurried footsteps inside the door, and a trace of uneasiness appeared on the boy's stiff face standing in front of the door.

The old wooden door, with some damage and cracks, rubbed against the ground, making a difficult "crunch..." sound.

The boy's expression changed from uneasy to reassured, and with a hint of a smile he walked towards the person who hurriedly opened the door for him.

The door was opened by a girl, a little younger than the boy, with the same tan hair, but looking more messy and dry.

There was a distinct scar on the forehead, the traces of blood were still there, and the face was even paler, and there was always a rough texture.

The only thing that can make people feel angry is the pair of smart eyes.

She didn't seem to speak, but stared at the boy with those emerald clear eyes, and her pale complexion and thin body made people feel pitiful.

"Rose, I'm back, give, your teddy bear." The boy spoke, obviously a child, but his voice was hoarse and low.

Looking at his sister, his originally stiff and trance expression has become much more normal, and his eyes are full of love and pity.

Rose took the teddy bear that was handed over, and the teddy bear visible to the naked eye emitted a faint glow, and then became broken and old again.

It's just slightly more fixed than when the boy first appeared in front of Benjamin's eyes.

And as the teddy bear broke down again, Rose's body became correspondingly better

The long, dry hair became cleaner and softer, and the pale complexion regained some blood.

The overall complexion has also become a lot better, and looking at it, it is not so lifeless.

As his complexion improved, the scar on his forehead became a little more scarlet.

The blood stains that had already coagulated themselves were now blurred, turning into flowing blood, dripping down from Rose's forehead, dripping on the ground with a soft sound of water dropping.

Rose noticed the strangeness of her forehead, and her smart eyes radiated a sense of confusion.

The hand reached to his forehead, and he touched a sticky and wet hand, and he wanted to see it with some doubts, but he was stopped by the other hand first.

The boy reached out to stop Rose from putting down his hand in front of him, and whispered.

"Rose, it's okay, just a little water dripping from the roof, let's go inside, don't get the teddy bear wet."

Rose didn't seem to be very conscious, nodded a little confused, and didn't care about the abnormality on her head.

After the boy tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped it around Rose's head so that the blood would not flow, he walked into the house with the teddy bear in his arms.

With a sigh, the boy followed his sister into the house.

The room was gloomy, the windows were closed, and something was used to block the light.

It's near a forest where there's not a lot of sunlight, so when it's blocked, the room is even darker.

Inside, where you can barely see clearly, the two children walk without any impact.

The wooden house is not large, the living room is the dining room, and two figures can be faintly seen sitting next to a table in the dark.

Looking at the physique is much taller than the two children, think about the situation, it should be the parents of the children.

It's just that the figure in the dark is just sitting quietly at this time, with a somewhat strange posture, and there is no reaction to the two people walking in, looking more like two dolls.

It wasn't until Rose got closer that the two figures on the table began to move, as if to say hello, and the girl waved in response.

But compared to the girl's movements, which are quite flexible, the movements of the two figures are much stiffer in comparison.

It's always reminiscent of the performer's mechanical yet mobile marionettes.

Rose waved her hand in response and walked back to her and her brother's room, not looking too much.

As the boy walked by, he unconsciously looked at the figure in the darkness at the table, and there was unconscious fear and a hint of resentment in his eyes.

In the darkness, a hand reached out from the ubiquitous shadows of the room, propping up the two stiff corpses and assuming a stiff greeting posture on the table.

The corpse's arms swayed up and down, rattling with an overwhelming weight, as if they were about to shatter in the next moment.

The expressionless face is the distorted and ugly facial features of the dried corpse.

Godless eyes looked in the direction of Rose, and the boy standing behind his sister happened to be in the path of his gaze.

The empty gaze, which was obviously a dead person, gave birth to a trace of anger and lingering fear in the boy's heart.

Fear finally prevailed, and the boy ran a few briskly steps to catch up with his sister, who was walking into the house, and together they entered the small room and closed the door.

As the two left, the black hands in the room retracted autonomously, no longer supporting the two dried corpses on the dining table.

One of the corpses fell down and slammed into the wooden table, and his neck, which was already extremely fragile due to drying, was snapped and broken by the impact.

The shriveled head rolled around the table a few times before eventually falling to the ground, crawling out of its mouth with several unknown black bugs and scurrying into the shadows.

In the room of the boy and his sister, there was only a leather blanket on the floor.

There are all kinds of debris piled up around, and there are some strange smells that emit endlessly, like dead wood, like rancid smell.

Rose hugged the teddy bear, sat on the corner of the leather blanket, leaned against a wooden box, but her clear eyes were a little hollow, as if she was in a daze.

The boy walked in, closed the door, sat down next to his sister, and reached out to touch Rose's head.

The younger sister rubbed obediently, and the boy just showed a smile, but he felt that his hands were sticky.

As his eyes became accustomed to the darkness and were able to see the glimmer of light, the boy looked at his hand caressing the girl's head, a bright red, rusty smell coming from it, and blood on his hands.

The smile froze, and deep sadness and pain appeared in the bottom of his heart, "My sister is dead," he told himself.

"But..."Looking at Rose, who was holding the teddy bear with a stunned look but still clear pupils, he couldn't accept this fact anyway.

His sister was dead, Jom knew, and he watched her being pushed to the ground by her drunken father.

The forehead just hit the bulging corner of the box, the blood flowed profusely, and the body stiffened after a while.

His useless father and cowardly mother, one still venting his useless anger, the other just kept crying and cowering.

It was he who watched his sister's corpse cool down little by little, pale, stiff, and grief filled his heart, and he could only shut himself up in that small room, trying to turn this fact into illusion with a lethargy.

But when he woke up the next day, memories told him that everything was real.

But another fact surprised him in his panic, his sister Rose was still in the room, staring at the dark ceiling as usual.

As usual, when I saw him wake up, he smiled as usual.

It's just that the wound on Rose's forehead still oozes blood, scarlet liquid, telling the terrible fact that it has happened.

It's just that the teddy bear that Rose was holding in her hand had become a lot more dilapidated.

When he saw that the teddy bear he had picked up out of nowhere had become dilapidated, a strange and seductive voice came from the bottom of Jom's heart.

"Your sister is dead, but I can help you, and I can give her life again by transferring the life force of others to me."

"Look, now it's your parents' lives that have been given back to your sister, so she's still alive, and with just a hundred lives and souls, she can be resurrected..."

Jom listened to the voice and somehow believed it, perhaps because he really had nothing to lose.

When looking at the two dried corpses at the table, Jom didn't feel any waves in his heart, just a hint of relief and sadness.

He didn't know where the voice that sounded in his heart just now came from, whether it was the legendary devil.

But he didn't care, for him, the two corpses on the table were the real demons.

It's just that when I see these two dried corpses again and think back to all kinds of things I have encountered in the past, I still unconsciously recall the fear I once had.

The third victim was a butcher shop owner in the town who often came to their house to buy prey.

The fat creature was torn to pieces by countless black hands sticking out of the teddy bear, blood splattered everywhere, and then sucked dry into pieces of broken dried corpses.

He vomited, but as time went on, his sister, who became more and more like a corpse, came alive again...

There was a force in his heart pushing him to continue doing this, holding the weird teddy bear and killing the inhabitants one by one.

Watch them turn into dried corpses, watch their life force and soul being dragged out of their bodies, stuffed into teddy bears, and transferred to Rose.

Jom was scared at first, but gradually became numb, and before he knew it, he became calm.

Just using his appearance and familiarity with the townspeople, he deceived some people into trusting them and took the opportunity to take their lives.

But things always happen, they are discovered, and people start noticing the dead people.

The people who came to investigate were also killed by Jom with teddy bears, weird shadow arms, and those powerful "knights" could only be killed helplessly when confronted.

It wasn't until everyone in Zhenxi was evacuated that he couldn't continue his killing.

The teddy bear also became impatient, searching for anyone he could kill, and a hot urge to kill and seize surged in the teddy bear's heart.

Wait, how is it a teddy bear, a teddy bear has no heart, it turns out to be his own heart.

He wanted to get out of town to hunt for life outside, but there was a strange barrier that kept the teddy bear in his way, and he didn't dare to go out of that range.

It was as if something was standing in the way, eyeing him and it so that they could not act rashly.

Today, there was finally a man in Zhenxi, he didn't know what he was here for, and the content of his shouting in his head was not clear, and he always felt like cotton was stuffed in his ears.

The brain is also dizzy, how can this be, anyway, kill him again, and then take it, wait, what is the purpose of killing yourself.

Is it happy, it seems, it's fun when you kill, no... Jom's face turned to the side.

Rose's beautiful eyes were staring at his face, worried, confused, she put her hand on her brother's face, as if she felt that the brother in front of her was a little strange and a little weird.

Jom touched his face and felt the blood on his hand, which was from the wound on Rose's forehead that had been touched earlier.

Grabbing his cheeks again, he found that the corners of his mouth were strangely curved, leaving behind a huge grin, strange and hideous.

Looking at his sister with a confused and worried face, Jom's mood gradually calmed down, and his smile retracted.

Touching Rose's coarse hair, "What did you kill yourself for?" Happy, no! It's to save Rose..."

"Boom!" The explosion shook the whole house, and the dust of the old house fell to the ground.

The small space immediately became smoky, and Jom, who was already weak, immediately coughed continuously.

The violent cough seemed to fly out of the lungs, and without paying attention, some blood was spit out of the mouth.

The shadows of frenzy wriggled as black hands crawled out of the teddy bear, holding the crumbling roof to the crumbling roof, preventing the collapsing house from crushing the two people below.

The violent impact of the explosion made the whole hut crumble, and the already unstable wooden planks broke cracks one by one.

Sunlight streamed in from the outside, illuminating the room, exposing Rose's deadly face to light.

Jom's eyes shrank suddenly, and then there was anger, who was it that made his sister like this!

Enraged, he opened the door, and behind him were countless shadow arms waving wildly, and Rose, who was staring blankly at him...

Pushing open the door, the sunlight pierced Jom's eyes, stinging him when he was used to the darkness.

The dining room of the house had been completely blown up, and there were charred marks and broken wood residue everywhere.

The flames had not yet faded, black smoke rose from where they had burned, and the air was still distorted by the heat.

The two dried corpses had long since turned to dust, the roof was gone, and the sun shone into the scorched earth...

"Avia, one more shot!" A distant voice caught Jom's attention.

In the distance of the house, a black-haired young man in leather armor commanded a girl in a mage robe who looked a little flustered next to him to attack his house.

In a hurry, the little mage who was a little hesitant and flustered had another burning fireball in his hand and flew towards the house.

The anger in Jom's heart suddenly exploded, anger rose in the teddy bear, no, in his heart, countless black hands appeared in the shadows behind him...

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