At night.

In the room, Ning Xiuyuan sat at the table, flipping through his diary in his hand.

The hand paused, then propped his hand on his cheek.

Thinking about today's events, he had just returned.

Ning Xiuyuan decided to expel himself in the future, if he didn't have a nationality.

After Chen Luxia cut down forty axes, Ning Xiuyuan had no plans to make the next step of the plan for the time being.

That is, cut Chen Luxia forty-one times.

While she was chopping, Ning Xiuyuan watched from the side and sat on the tree.

Watching her swing the axe, she should be in fear until Ning Xiuyuan returned to find her as a girl.

He is Chen Luxia's sword of Damocles.

In the end, the godless Chen Luxia buried his "props" in the soil.

Including the maiden, and two corpses by the tree.

He was going to try it for a few more days, or scare people a few more times, around that place.

There will be rumors.

Of course, there are some simpler methods, such as scaring those Internet celebrities and "customers" with relatively large traffic.

Ning Xiuyuan didn't have this idea, just to verify a certain condition for the strange talk.

Not long ago, there was a phone call from the Bureau of Strange Talks, which seemed to be specifically to tell him some information about strange things.

He'll have to get ready for tomorrow's noon performance.

Mainly for professionals.

After all, in his opinion, Chen Luxia is not a professional.

…………………………

If you had the chance to do it all over again, what would your life look like?

Will you become someone else's child?

Or some kind of rich man?

It's a hidden tale in the city.

- Life Grocery Store.

Ren Shijun stood outside the door for a while before deciding to walk in.

The wind chimes hanging on it rang.

A wooden table, very tall, like a pawn shop in old times, and the people sitting on it were full of arrogance.

Middle-aged man, when Ren Shijun came in, he just raised his head slightly, and then lowered it.

He was carefully wiping the cigarette gun in his hand.

Ren Shijun walked over, the table was very high, so he knocked on the middle of the table.

"I'm here to buy a life."

"Who's?" The middle-aged man is careless, and the cigarette gun is polished.

"The name is Ning Xiuyuan, and he looks like this."

Ren Shijun took out a photo from his pocket and held it up.

He wanted to check on Ning Xiuyuan.

"Okay, just put it there, old rules."

If it weren't for the strange talk that haunted him, he wouldn't have come to this dog place.

The Bureau of Things can't be relied on, and he won't even report it until it expands, because if he did.

I'm afraid there is only one sentence to pay attention to safety, and then the task of monitoring this strange story will be given to you.

Grass, what a doggy thing.

The man leaned over slightly, reached out and took the photo, but without much glance, the hand holding the photo gradually blurred.

At the same time, the other one was like Ren Shijun to catch it.

Ren Shijun quietly took a step back.

"It's not good to get paid before things are done."

The man smiled and did not withdraw the hand that was stretched out to Ren Shijun.

"It's already doomed."

"It's just a matter of moments," he said. ”

It doesn't matter, after all, I shot and the result was the same.

…………………………

Walking on the clouds, Ning Xiuyuan hadn't dreamed for a long time, and today was the first time.

In a dream, and at the same time knowing that you are in a dream.

The clouds were hard, about the same as metal, and he walked on them.

The higher sky was inky, and the boulder of [Stage] hung upside down on it, which looked very close.

Then the clouds shattered, and Ning Xiuyuan stood under a tree.

This is the venue where Ning Xiuyuan performed not long ago.

Then stone seats rose on the ground around them, waiting for the audience, so Ning Xiuyuan sat in the front row.

Then he started performing under the tree, something he did not long ago.

The girl on stage hummed: "Lizzie Borden took an......"

I don't know where the applause came from, Ning Xiuyuan looked back.

A middle-aged man stood next to him, saw him turn around, and then leaned over to his side.

"Great show."

Well? This was the first time Ning Xiuyuan had received explicit praise for his performance, although he probably didn't know that the girl on the stage was him.

"It's a pity that your life, your aesthetics, and the script you want to realize will become a card for people to enjoy."

What do you mean?

"That's a good thing."

Ning Xiuyuan nodded, he didn't care who he was or what he was going to do, this was in his dream.

"Smack"

The man clapped his hands suddenly, and the performance venue in front of him shattered, turning into pieces of debris that went towards the sky.

Then he was like a snake, his hands twisted and cold.

Gently placed his twisted hand next to Ning Xiuyuan.

"By introduction, I'm Bud, a collector of life."

He spread his hands and floated in the air.

The space around them shattered, and the vision began to spin backwards.

"My ability is to take your memories out and make them into cards."

"So ......"

"Surrender to me, lowly human."

From Ning Xiuyuan's point of view, he is like a big boss in a bloody drama.

"Next, I will strip away your memories piece by piece, and I will save it for the last time I met me, so enjoy it."

Thin lines spread over one by one, and they were attached to Ning Xiuyuan's body like leeches.

Ning Xiuyuan didn't care what would happen, and now he was still thinking about how he should play the weird story in front of the professionals next.

As if sucking blood, thin threads are attached.

The thin line is actually attached to the [stage], this is not his body, his body is still on the [stage] in the starry sky.

Speaking of which, Ning Xiuyuan also really wanted to see what would happen next.

The man looked at the thin thread and pulled it back.

And then it didn't move, waiting for something.

It seems that something unexpected has happened.

The man rubbed his fingers together, as if something was brewing.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

"Surrender to me, lowly human!"

One by one, thin lines spread over and attached to Ning Xiuyuan's body.

"It's too late for you to regret it now." Ning Xiuyuan prompted.

The thin line was pulled back, and the man was stunned.

There are two in one, there will be no three.

"Surrender to me, lowly human!!"

The thin threads twisted and twisted Ning Xiuyuan again.

The thin threads melted like marshmallows, and the ever-rotating vision stopped.

If you want to have an effect on Ning Xiuyuan in this way, you can't bypass the authority of [Stage].

I don't believe that a guy who seems to have a bit of a bad head can have the authority of a big capitalist like [stage].

[The life formatter attacks the stage and automatically counterattacks.] 】

The starry sky hangs down one by one, and the moment a certain one touches a man's body.

The man fell from the sky and gnawed a lot of mud in his mouth.

Ning Xiuyuan stood in front of him.

"Well, can you put that on again?

It is......

It is to say with a look of disdain:

Surrender to me, lowly human. ”

The man, like a maggot, twisted it, and it was a public execution.