Following the dense atmosphere all the way forward, the customs and customs that are different from those of the Eastern Earth Empire appear in front of you.

Dwarven island nation?

At least one thing Lin An figured out.

This game world is a fusion of the spiritual world and a part of the material real world, and that part of the material real world should be the dwarven island country.

And the design of the internal sewer space of the ghost ship originally designed by Lin An as the server for the game, and the ghost ship was arranged by him to dock in the non-channel sea area between the Eastern Earth Empire and the dwarf island country......

Lin An had even roughly guessed what had happened before.

"Liu Yuanmou ......"

Scold~

Doesn't he understand? To be dead is to be dead, and to transform him into a ghost, in addition to not wanting him to stay in his mental space, and not wanting to let him go out to resurrect to make trouble for himself, he just wants to completely transform him into a state that does not affect himself.

This is already a step back.

Otherwise, when the furnace is furnished?

When Lin An really has no way to smelt this goods?

It's not that I'm thinking about the kindness of my mentor in the past.

A cold light flashed in Lin An's eyes, and he didn't say anything, just calmly followed the advance of the dense qi and came to the little girl's side completely.

They were in a dark closet, and the little girl hugged the puppet bear so hard, looking scared of the darkness and trembling, but she couldn't help but go out without pushing it open.

She was staring out the crack in the door with one wide eye.

Lin An looked down at the little girl, and then leaned on the door, looking out of the gap.

This is a very ordinary dwarven island country to build the interior and room of a house.

Wooden pillars and window frames, beige but somewhat old yellowed walls, straw mat floors with some cavities and warped edges, and a small coffee table with a few side dishes and a bottle of wine on it.

This environment is good, very quiet, suitable for a person to think alone, taste solitude.

But now it's noisy.

It's not a very special picture, the parents of the little girl are arguing.

The father with gray temples looked sad and depressed, and in the face of his wife's reprimand and abuse, he just muttered vigorously, "You don't understand me at all, you don't understand how difficult it is for me to do so." ”

Then he sat cross-legged on the floor and drank wine, ignoring his wife and letting her say anything.

The wife was wearing an apron, wet on it, her hands were rough, she was scolding and weeping at the same time, and life seemed to bring her only indescribable tribulations.

The cause of the quarrel is no longer important, and the content of the quarrel has also become less important.

Because no matter what kind of contradiction it opens, what finally comes out of his wife's mouth is all the sad things from the day they met to the present.

The husband was even keenly aware that his wife's description of something in the past was more acute than the last and the last, when the little things she had told about the discomfort had gradually turned into painful descriptions.

But he didn't point it out, because he knew he didn't have the power to change anything.

It's not that he's incompetent, he's just an ordinary person, and what he can do, he's already tried his best to do.

And the rest is only endless helplessness and breathless depression.

Eventually, the wife kicked over the coffee table, and the drinks and side dishes fell on the husband. She won, her husband finally stopped being cold and violent to her, and they really quarreled.

in the closet.

The little girl turned her head to look at Lin An and asked timidly, "If they find out that I'm gone, won't they quarrel?" ”

Lin An tilted his head and thought for a moment, then spread his hands, "It depends on when they find out that you are missing." ”

The little girl grabbed the puppet bear in her hand hard, pursed her lips and did not speak.

It's unfortunate.

The parents did not notice that the little girl was missing.

Their conflict ended with the wife frantically grabbing her husband, the husband pushing each other away with all his might, and the wife hitting the wall.

The wife angrily pointed at her husband for being violent to herself.

The husband endured the stinging pain in his shoulder and remained silent.

And then......

The wife went back to the room and cried, and finally fell asleep alone, and the husband packed up the pieces in the room, and lay in the corner of the room and looked wordlessly at the hazy sky outside the window.

The next day, the wife went early to help out at the breakfast shop in the house next door, and the husband tidied up and went to work without saying a word.

No one noticed that the little girl was missing overnight.

The little girl woke up from the closet in a daze, hungry and starving for signs of her parents, and finally saw only the prepared milk and sandwiches on the kitchen table.

Growing up in an unfortunate but not so unfortunate family, the girl was sensible early, just quietly finished her breakfast alone, pushed a chair, climbed up and lay down on the sink to wash the cups and plates.

Adults don't need to worry about her because she is really sensible.

There is no hope in her life, but it is not so hopeless.

Her parents didn't get along, they quarreled every day, and finally divorced one day, and she was assigned to her father who had a house, and she never had a father.

There is only one drunkard who needs her care.

My father actually loves her a lot, but my father is very busy at work, and he often drinks alone after work because of emotional pain and depression at work.

Sometimes, the little girl didn't say a word to her father for an entire week.

And the mother who had left her didn't seem to think of coming to her.

Later, my father married a new woman.

The woman didn't like her, but she didn't abuse her.

It's just that......

She felt more and more that she was so redundant, no, it shouldn't be superfluous, but lonely, so lonely that even if the family ate together, it was as if she were a transparent person.

But luckily, she noticed that her father had a smile on his face again.

When she was in her twenties, she finally mustered up the courage to go to her mother, who sadly said that she missed her all these years and often washed her face with tears in the middle of the night.

Look, she's actually thinking about me.

That's pretty good, isn't it?

Such a family does not bring her any happiness, but it does not make her resentful.

It's like her life.

The talent is not so good, but he is not a stupid child either.

Nu worked hard, got into a good university, found a job that wasn't so good, and lived in a house that wasn't so good.

It's like a ghost with no sense of existence in this world.

As she grew up, she became thinner and thinner, and loneliness continued to gnaw at her heart, but she was not so desperate.

She doesn't end this dull life by herself, but she doesn't understand why she lives at all.

To live, and to just live.

In her twenties, she still huddled in the dark closet with the ragdoll bear that had been sewn and mended many times, enduring the fear of darkness and the emptiness of nothing outside the door.

……

Strong emotions, sometimes it really doesn't need to be so extreme to madness.

The empty heart that was eaten away by loneliness and only left the shell made everything so sad.

But they don't know where the grief begins.

Lin An stood by the closet and sighed, at least from the perspective of witchcraft, he knew why the 'Honest Man is about to explode' this 'internal explosion technique' had no effect on this lich.

It's not that it becomes an invincible existence.

It's its heart, which has long been empty, and can't store anything.

"Knock knock~"

Lin An knocked on the cabinet and whispered to the woman in the closet, "Maybe you can come out and have a look?" ”

The woman pressed her eyes to the crack of the cabinet door with some horror and looked out.

The sky outside the window of the room happened to be bursting with beautiful fireworks.

Gorgeous, beautiful.

But it didn't seem to have anything to do with her, she knew that the fireworks weren't for her.

But at this moment, the cabinet door in front of him was suddenly pulled open.

So the fireworks completely covered her eyes.

In front of the cabinet, Lin An laughed, "So you're here!" ”

The woman leaned back in fright, and her hands and feet fell backwards, but she hit the wall of the cabinet, but she was a little scared and looked at Lin An with some surprise, "You ......"

"You found me!"

"Yes!"

Lin An grabbed the collar of her loose pajamas violently, pulled her hard in front of her, and stared straight into her eyes, "You're obviously expecting something, aren't you?" ”

It's not such a dry heart, but it's actually expecting something, isn't it?

"But ......"

The woman said timidly, with the same expression as in her childhood, "But I'm afraid! ”

"No!"

The corners of Lin An's mouth hooked slightly, "You don't need to be afraid, because you are a ghost, and this world can no longer hurt you in the slightest!" ”

Rumble!

The air is surging.

A strange and inexplicable witchcraft power burst out from Lin An's hand, and instantly disappeared into the enlarged version of the small hand he was holding.

The little hand was timid, resistant, and expectant.

It began to struggle, but not so hard.

So when it met an unprecedentedly firm hand, it was held by the other party, it was so strong and so warm.

Little hands really become little hands.

Lin An took this hand and pulled it forward suddenly, and the arm was no longer empty.

He completely pulled the woman out of the air, as if he had pulled the other person out of the closet, rough and undeniable.

The woman looked at him timidly, a little flustered, "Ghost? ”

"Yes!"

When timidity foresees firmness, when emptiness meets a surging heart like the sun, then everything changes as if the ice and snow have melted.

Lin An's expression was very strange.

He felt like he was fighting a lich, in a paradoxical way.

He felt that he was pulling a girl back from the darkness, but he felt that he was pulling on his past, pulling on the self who had been the same, forcefully, domineeringly, firmly, and forcefully!

His will was so firm, it spread along the hand he was holding, poured into the girl's body, and constantly stimulated the other party's mind, and finally, the orange light slowly lit up.

The light, as if the girl, the lich, was burning in a magma flame.

The light is like being reborn from the fire.

Well, in essence, it was he who penetrated the girl's mind, figured out the rhythm of the other party's spirituality, and then stimulated the other party's spirituality in a way that spiritually stimulated emotions, guiding her body to run a furnace.

Lin An was too familiar with the furnace, even if he didn't have it now.

Rebuilding the forges wasn't too simple, he just wanted to give himself a possibility, a possibility to be born of a wizard.

But the girl in front of her, this lich, has come to an end, she is powerless to go to the other side of life, she ......

Need to be disciplined!

The power of the furnace began to work in the girl's body, and the unique power circulated along the clasped hands of the two, and soon, a strong will was poured into the girl's spirituality.

Buzz~~

The furnace was running to the extreme, and a pair of spikes grew from the top of the girl's head, constantly climbing into the sky, branching and extending, and finally turning into a pair of giant antlers.

Rumble~~~

The girl's whole body was really burning, and under the guidance of the will of the antlers, the furnace was refining her spirituality.

Eventually, she became a ghost as pale and translucent as a pearl, unable to reach the world, but able to walk through it with ease.

She watched in amazement as she floated out of her body.

I quickly circled and flew through the woods, passed through the torsos of the trees, and saw a family of little squirrels with a bewildered face, submerged in the thick and warm ground, and felt the waves of the underground spring.

The mist was completely dissipated.

Lin An let go of his hand.

In front of him, the hand fluttered, struggling as if to grasp something.

But he didn't hesitate and grabbed Lin An.

It's just that its arm was grabbed by Lin An again, and it could only weakly open its teeth and claws at the sky.

"I'm looking for a lich to collect some spellcasting materials to deal with Witch Angel......"

Lin An looked at this pale arm with a strange expression, "How do you use this thing?" ”

(End of chapter)