"No, you are lying to me! You must be lying to me!"

"You are not a ghost messenger at all, ghost messengers don't look like children!"

"You are an imp raised by a cloak, you are just an imp, you are deceiving me! There is no hell in this world, no hell punishment!"

The little ghost gave him a disgusted glance: "Don't deceive yourself, you clearly believe it in your heart."

Teleport crashed.

He knelt helplessly on the ground, holding his head in his hands.

It's up to him how to choose!

Isn't this world hell?

If you choose to betray, isn't what your parents will encounter more terrifying than hell?
"Even if you go to hell to be punished after you die, will it be as painful as being cut open alive in the world?"

The little ghost looked at him with the eyes of the mentally retarded: "In the human world, you will be free after death, but in the underworld, your soul will be punished, and you can't die even if you want to die. The pain of life is endless, the pain is endless, and there is no end in sight. It makes people even more desperate and painful!"

The pain in the body is nothing compared to the pain in the soul.

"This... I don't know, I can't make a choice, why are you embarrassing me, if I can, I don't want to be a supernatural person at all!"

As a child, he really wanted to be a hero.

But if you know that the price of becoming a hero is the death of both parents, being involuntary, being restrained and tortured forever...

Then why do you want to be this hero!
If a hero has to go forward with heavy burdens, he would rather be just an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary, without supernatural powers, just living an ordinary and happy life.

It turns out that being ordinary is also a luxury.

"I can't make a choice..." He scratched his head frantically, scratching his scalp vigorously, blood was already stained between his nails.

The mental torment goes far beyond the physical.

"What should I do? I can't watch my parents die tragically, and I can't let my parents be punished by the underworld after they die. I really don't know what to do. Maybe... Maybe it's the best way for our family to die. All to die..."

He has a will to die.

He reached out and picked up the dagger that had fallen from the ground.

This dagger was originally used to stab Cloak to death, but he didn't expect that the blade would face him so soon.

Just as he raised the knife and dropped it, Little Taotie stepped forward and grabbed his wrist.

Little Taotie's strength didn't stop, and his wrist made the sound of bones breaking.

He is smiling.

It was obviously a very painful thing, but he felt that the pain was the relief.

"I want to leave, and leave with my parents. Only by leaving the world can I be relieved."

"kill me."

"kill me!"

Little Taotie pinched his wrist, lowered his eyes, looked down at her from top to bottom, his eyes were calm with distaste: "Death is the choice of a coward."

"A coward...hehehe...hahahahaha..." He laughed maniacally: "I am a coward! I am a coward!"

"You can have many choices, but you only gave yourself three choices."

"A lot of choices?" He stopped laughing until tears flowed down his cheeks. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked blankly at the little Taotie: "First, obey the organization and keep committing crimes, causing parents to go to hell to be tortured. Second , Betrayed the organization, and the parents fell into the hands of the organization and would not die well. Third, before the organization did not torture and kill my parents, I took my parents away first, went to death together, and ended my evil deeds, wouldn’t it be the best choice?"

"You have a fourth, fifth, and even a sixth option."

"Hehe, then tell me." Teleportation sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his head and looked at her, as if waiting for the little Taotie to tell a joke.

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