The ugly head soon became unbearable.

The greasy version of Andy and the fair-skinned poor girl happened next, and something indescribable happened.

It hid outside the wall, listening to the girl's screams, and faintly heard a complex meaning mixed with pain and pleasure.

"Wow~"

It grinned, and was about to complain, faintly feeling a strange power.

That power seems to burst out from the girl's heart, with the suffering encountered in life, fluttering, spilling towards this world.

The ugly head looked at the neighbor's house, which was becoming clearer and clearer.

Although it is still very vague, you can also distinguish the mixed material of oyster shells and stones, faintly revealing a touch of 'decay', 'ancient', and 'extracted' charm.

It turned its head and looked at the house across the street, and vaguely felt a touch of 'happiness', 'hardship' and 'comfort' from that house, especially the children's graffiti in the corner, which added a 'childlike charm'.

However, regardless of the houses, the streets, the street lampposts and the mailboxes, even the pedestrians, there is an indescribable sadness.

This sadness swelled up from the depths of that girl's heart.

It is the difficulty of life that cannot be separated, the difficulty that is sad but not hopeless, and the pain that is almost about to lead people to death but has not yet reached that level.

It's constantly rippling, and it's messy.

It's like a quagmire, sinking in, unable to break free, but it doesn't let people sink completely, but there is an indescribable suffocation.

It's hard, but it seems that you can get through it with gritted teeth.

Grit your teeth and everything will pass.

That's how it tastes.

Finally, after a long storm, the girl dressed up and carried a rattan basket and walked out into the street.

The ugly head turned to look at Andy, who was sleeping in the window, thought about it, and followed behind this girl.

The beautiful girl specially tied a floral silk scarf around her neck, making her fair and delicate facial features more delicate and lovely.

But no one knew that under the scarf, there was even a deep fingerprint.

A bruise-purple mark that seemed to strangle her.

"Aunt Susan, I'll buy some beef."

The wind chimes on the door made a crisp sound, and the girl pushed open the beaded curtain and entered a small shop, where she began to carefully select his favorite brisket for her husband, who had just ravaged her.

In this way, the ugly head followed the girl all the way to buy tomatoes, corn, milk and bread.

I heard the girl talking to a fat mother-in-law about work again.

It turned out that the girl was learning precision mechanical maintenance.

Well, it's the kind that repairs watches.

But the husband didn't seem to like the girl doing this kind of work that allowed frequent contact with wealthy men in the upper class, so the sister finally chose to do the hard work of pulping, laundry, and sewing.

"My poor child~" The fat mother-in-law took her sister's hand with pity, and under the other party's struggle, she still saw the bruises on her wrists, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Why is your husband willing to do it!"

The girl tugged at her sleeves to cover her wrists as much as she could, lowered her head, and said softly, "There was a noble gentleman who came to me with a bouquet of flowers and was seen by him. ”

There is no shortage of suitors for young girls, and there is never a shortage of beatings from their husbands.

In the face of such a delicate person, her incompetent husband was powerless to shield her from the ups and downs outside, so he could only wield a leather whip despicably.

"It's just disgusting!" The fat woman was a little indignant, and what she wanted to say was only a long sigh in the end.

The girl in front of her has the most beautiful face and the most graceful figure in the city, and has a heart-wrenching kindness, intelligence and strength, but she was sold by her gambler father to pay off her debts.

"Mother-in-law Musha~"

The girl looked at the fat mother-in-law with some sadness, "Is life always so hard?" ”

The fat mother-in-law didn't answer, but hugged the girl hard, patted her shoulder gently to comfort her, but seemed to accidentally touch her wound, causing the girl to twitch.

However, the girl only gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.

"Oh, my angelic child~" The fat mother-in-law was distressed, and her wrinkled hand stroked the girl's cheek, "Why are you so pitiful......"

……

"Walter?"

Lin An, who woke up the next day, looked at his ugly head in disbelief and plucked out his ears, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, "What did you say?" ”

The head looked at Lin An with a look at the residue, and spit out the blood in his mouth vigorously, "tui~ dog man!" ”

Lin An skillfully dodged and rolled his eyes, "I do vaguely remember that I seemed to have a dream, but I can't remember it clearly when I wake up for a while." ”

All right.

The head that was finally calmed down finally talked about the scene he saw in Lin An's mental space.

After finishing speaking, he looked at Lin An with a sneer, his eyes disgusted as if he was looking at stinky shit.

saw Lin Anmo rubbing his chin and thinking thoughtfully.

"You wait~"

Lin An turned over and got out of bed, got dressed, and then came to the computer to turn on the computer, opened the browser, thought about it, and directly logged on to the short video website to find a video about "Witch Hunter Knight".

I pressed fast forward all the way, and finally came to a screen, and quickly knocked a pause.

"Look, isn't this woman?"

"Huh?" The ugly head exclaimed, "Yes, that's her!" ”

"Act 3 BOSS Angie, the sad witch!" Lin An's face was solemn, "In the 'Human Baiwei Series', it represents 'grievances', and the way to release emotions is to 'wave a knife to the past and welcome the future of freedom'." ”

Somewhat reluctantly, he rummaged through the web pages, and eventually opened a section called 'Can you imagine how magical the city in a game's subplot is?' 's post.

Pull the page and a screenshot of the game will soon appear.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The ugly head exclaimed, "This is here." ”

Lin An's eyes were gloomy, and he muttered, "Swing your sword to the past and welcome the future of freedom......"

The head looked at him with some confusion, "What's wrong?" Wow, Andy, you're dreaming so well, if the players knew that their goddess's husband in the past was you, they would definitely want to kill you with jealousy! ”

Lin An looked at it a little helplessly, "Don't you understand?" ”

"I'm not the husband of the witch Angel, I'm the creator of the witch Angel!"

“？？？” The head still doesn't understand.

Lin An stared at the witch in the picture, squinting and rubbing her fingers, "For her, I am everything that caused her suffering, and she is now reenacting everything she has experienced with her psychic power, and then walking towards that powerful and dangerous witch step by step." ”

"Final ......"

Lin An sneered at her head, "She wants to kill me, the creator, and kill me, the person who has brought her suffering again and again, in order to welcome the future of freedom!" ”

The head took a cool breath, "You mean, the boss in the game, she has wisdom?" ”

"Do you think it's a good thing?" Lin An rolled her eyes, "She's growing, but I really know how to lose things at the spiritual level, and I can only watch her mature step by step powerlessly." ”

At the moment when the player walks through the plot and faces this boss, this witch has broken through the ceiling and become a powerful wizard who is half-lichified.

This Nima ......

Headache!

"Is there any way to do it?" My head was a little anxious.

"Yes......" Lin An snapped and turned off the computer, "Completely close this game, her power undoubtedly comes from the power of emotional guidance released by players playing games." ”

Ah......h

The head doesn't know what to say.

(End of chapter)