"You are who you are."

"Ask your heart."

"It will tell you who you are..."

The lame man's face seemed to soften a little at this moment, and he said softly.

"I... My heart? ”

"No, my heart has been corroded, my heart is black, rotten, and smelly!"

"I don't have a heart, I don't!"

At this moment, the man's eyes were full of disgust, but this time, his disgust was aimed at himself.

"No..."

"Your heart will always be there, but it has sunk and needs you to awaken it."

"Close your eyes and listen carefully, actually... It's still beating, it's waiting for you. ”

The cripple spoke slowly again, for some reason, he seemed to be a different person at this moment, normally speaking, he would never say such a sensual word in his life.

The man closed his eyes sluggishly, and his breathing became weak.

The cripple quietly clutched his phone in his hand, and the screen showed that he was on a call.

The caller...

Old liar.

Seeing that the man gradually unguarded, the lame man's eyes became fierce.

As if guessing the lame man's thoughts, strings of text frantically jumped onto the lame man's screen through communication.

"Don't do it!"

"I've just planted a seed in his brain, and it's easy to bounce back at this point."

"Once he does it, he will wake up immediately, and he will be far more tyrannical than before."

"Give me a little more time, and I can try deeper."

Looking at the words on the screen, the killing intent in the lame's eyes gradually disappeared.

And the man was still immersed in that particular state, with his eyes closed.

"I seem... I seem to hear a heartbeat..."

"My heart! My heart is alive! ”

"He's alive!"

The man's tone was full of joy, like a child, smiling stupidly, and his face gradually softened.

"yes, it never died."

"It's not it that's dead, it's your spirit, your mind, your will!"

"But one day, you stand in the cold darkness, surrounded by gloom, loneliness, and blood, and when you look back, it's still there."

"It's just that the farther you go, the harder it is to turn back."

"Today, you can still see a faint glimmer of light in the dark, but in the future, when you go further, you really won't find it again."

"Look straight into your heart, are you really willing to embrace the darkness?"

"Are you really willing to give up the glory of an immortal?"

This time it was not even necessary for the lame man to speak, the voice of the old liar rang from the phone.

Compared with the cold words of the lame, the old liar's words were gentle, kind, and with a little pity for him, and he was angry.

"But my hands are covered in blood, and I... I can't go back. ”

"I can only keep going in the dark."

"I... I..."

The man shook his head frantically and growled, his face contorted again.

The sinister side once again gained the upper hand, the whole person exuded a violent aura, and the wisps of blood in mid-air kept wriggling, like a dark poisonous snake.

"Shut up!"

"Tell me, who are you!!"

"Say your name out loud!"

The old liar, who was still soft-talking a second ago, suddenly scolded angrily!

The voice is louder than that of a man, and even more angry.

"I..."

"I am..."

As if he was calmed by the voice of the old liar, the man's voice instantly lowered: "I... My name... My name is..."

"Speak up!"

"The merits and demerits of the merits and demerits are commented on by future generations!"

"You have done iniquity, but you have also made blessings!"

"Merit is not a crime, but merit is still merit!"

"You can still tell the world who you are!"

The old liar seemed to be extremely excited, and his voice was hurried, constantly urging the man.

"I am..."

"I'm the god of joy!"

"Yes, I'm the god of joy!"

"Red Joy God!"

After a long period of hesitation, the man seemed to have completely let go of the obsession in his heart at a certain moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and called out his name very freely.

At this moment, his heart seemed to become transparent again.

Even the blood-drawn character on the wall was not as gloomy as before.

"Heh..."

"Useless waste."

"Dare to call yourself the god of red joy."

"As long as the old man is still in the day, you can only be a happy god, not an old man."

The old liar had just breathed a sigh of relief on the other side of the phone, and before he could continue to speak, an old voice suddenly came from the void.

"His hands are stained with blood, and he is also worthy of being in charge of human marriage?"

"The moment you choose this path, there is no turning back."

"Today's struggle, but it seems that you are more indecisive, cowardly and incompetent!"

"Put away your heart."

"That kind of thing, we don't need anymore for a long time."

The old man's voice continued to sound.

Xishen, whose voice had just cleared up, became confused again, and a touch of panic appeared on his face: "I... I can turn back, I can, I've seen the light, just... With just one step, I can... You can go back to the light. ”

"Huh, go back?"

"The girls you killed are also just one step away from returning to the light, but what is the result?"

"Light, after all, is just an ethereal thing, and it is a dull mortal who gives himself a ray of spiritual sustenance."

"As long as our willpower is strong, there is no need for so-called sustenance."

"I am the light!"

The old voice sneered, his words were full of disdain, and every word was full of demagogy.

"I am the light... There is no need for light..."

"There's no going back..."

"There's no going back..."

Xishen laughed maniacally, and the newly established belief collapsed at this moment.

Like the girls he killed with his own hands.

I thought that after experiencing endless darkness, I finally had the opportunity to embrace the light, but on the eve of the light, I fell into the night.

Until the moment he died, he was looking at the sunshine in the distance.

Warm...

but it does not shine on himself.

"It turns out... It turns out that I am just like them. ”

"I'm not worthy, I'm not worthy."

Joy was like crying and laughing, and his voice became sharp.

Lao Ma's voice rang from the phone again, and he sighed: "No, he lied to you, he just needs to use your power, or rather, he is afraid of you, he is afraid that you are standing in the sun, which will make him feel dazzling, make him envious, and make him afraid." ”

"So he's pulling you into the water like crazy..."

"Then he can comfort himself with peace of mind, saying..."

"You see, it's not just me, he's too."

The old horse's voice echoed in the basement.

Joy God was stunned again.

The eyes are constantly struggling.

It seems that he is constantly entangled and lingering in the words of Yue Lao and Lao Ma.