Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 875 Mother Mei and the City of Regret

"good…"

After giving Leon a worried look, Anna bit her lower lip, then without saying anything else, she took Leon to the inner room and gently opened the door of the three children's room.

The apartment size of Xingfu Apartment is not too small. When it was first built, it was designed for three generations to live together. Therefore, even with three small beds, the space still does not appear too narrow. Even the nearest bedside is more than three steps away from the door. distance.

However, even so, the moment Anna pushed the door open and entered, the little bed furthest from the door still immediately squeaked, and a little tiger-like head propped up.

Um? Big brother is back?

After seeing the familiar figure behind Anna, William's dark eyes steadied slightly, and after just a brief thought, a look of understanding appeared in his dark eyes.

With Leon's somewhat speechless expression, William pointed at Melanie, who was sleeping sprawled out next to her with her trousers rolled up to her knees, and then made a silent mouth gesture towards Leon.

‘Ledger? ’

“…”

You really know her well...but this time it's not about the ledger.

After shaking his head at his sneaky brother, Leon raised his hand to sign for silence, then took off his shoes and stepped on the carpet, walking to Melanie and little Ellie's bed.

Due to the special relationship between the eldest brother of the Lane family and Ms. Emma, ​​little Ellie, even if she is only temporarily "boarding" in the Lane family, still has her own separate small wooden bed, and even has several brightly colored crayon paintings posted on the bedside. .

However, this cute and childlike little bed was empty at this time. Little Ellie, who was supposed to be sleeping in her own bed, was curling up uneasily on Melanie's bed with her light chestnut hair hanging around her head. in his arms.

It was obviously not too hot in the room, but beads of sweat were constantly leaking out from little Ellie's forehead. Her usually quiet and cute little face was full of panic and uneasiness, and her two white little fists were shaking unconsciously. He clenched it slightly, like a frightened porcelain doll, and his whole little body was trembling slightly unconsciously.

Next to her, Melanie, who had thrown away the pillow and slept sideways, was snoring softly with her mouth open, while unconsciously hugging little Ellie's head and putting her hand on her back. Patting it gently, occasionally humming vaguely, saying comforting words such as "Don't be afraid"...

Gently pulling Melanie's arm away, he then reached out and put his hand on little Ellie's hot forehead. After confirming that there were no traces of the nightmare "visiting", Leon couldn't help but sigh.

It was determined that this child was not having a nightmare, but really "saw" something from Senior Emma.

And it seemed that she felt the reassuring breath. When Leon's palm was pressed against her, little Ellie's trembling body finally stabilized. Her porcelain doll-like cheek unconsciously rubbed upwards, pillowing Leon's head. palm.

"Mom...Mom..."

"I'm here, I'm here."

It seemed that some strange switch had been turned on. After hearing little Ellie's faintly crying voice, Melanie's snoring next to her suddenly stopped.

Under Leon's somewhat astonished gaze, Melanie took a drowsy breath at first, then hugged little Ellie with her eyes closed, pressed her chin against her forehead, and then hummed while half asleep. :

"Ally, be good...your mother had an affair with my eldest brother, and I am his eldest brother's sister, so rounding it all off, I am considered your mother's generation...Mother Mei is here, don't be afraid..."

“…”

“…”

No...what nonsense are you talking about? !

After listening to Melanie's insane sleep talk, Leon's hands couldn't help but tremble. Then he looked at Mei's mother who was comforting little Ellie with a dark face. He felt an inexplicable itch in his hands and wanted to pump harder. What.

Being able to wake up instantly after hearing the "keyword", and being able to comfort little Ellie without even opening her eyes proves that Melanie has probably developed a habit these days, and will come to take care of little Ellie once she has a nightmare. , this is undoubtedly something to be highly praised for.

But it depends on your seniority... If you go to the supermarket to shake two yuan, you can't say this kind of thing!

After taking two deep breaths in a row and suppressing the urge to slap her twice on the buttocks, Leon pinched Mei's mother's mouth that frequently made violent remarks to prevent her from making any outrageous remarks. He slapped her awake with a dark face.

"Hmm? Hmm!...Big hmm?"

Go away! You have something serious to do now! As for the informant fee and Mei’s mother, I’ll settle the score with you after I’m done!

After glaring at Melanie, whose face was full of confusion, Leon gently "picked" little Ellie out of her arms, then switched out the "Nightmare's Ang" badge, and then pressed his forehead against it Between the eyebrows of little Ellie, with the help of the power of the Lord of Nightmares, his consciousness penetrated into her dream.

…

In the pure land of Wutian, black and white change.

At the junction of the dark sky and the pale earth, there is a path of no return for the hesitant dead, like a white spine arching out from behind the entire world of death, starting from the Gate of the Dead and going all the way to the world of death. The deepest part extends.

There seems to be no end to the road of no return. After passing through the [Sage Cemetery] filled with tombstones and paths, you will arrive at a pale swamp full of transparent ghosts and dark mist.

And in the deepest part of the entire [Ghost Swamp], there is a huge city built with countless gray tombstones the size of human heads, with countless red-eyed death crows perched on the top of the city, standing quietly in the dark fog that lingers all year round.

"clang-"

When the sun in the dead world reached the center of the sky, the cold and dead "sunshine" fell, and after slightly dispersing the thick fog in the swamp, a sharp and piercing bell like a crispy bell suddenly sounded from [City of Regrets] 】 came out from the center.

"Is it time?"

As if activated by the sound of the bell, the ghosts wandering in the dark mist with confused eyes were all "awakened" by the harsh sound of the bell, and turned to look into the deepest part of the ghost swamp.

"It's time."

"It's time!"

"It's time!!"

After shouting almost in unison, the ghosts re-condensed into entities, with human nervousness reappearing on their faces. Then they set off through the pale mud-covered swamp, desperately heading towards He rushed towards the huge gray city shrouded in black mist.

At the end of the staggering figures of countless ghosts, the heavy door of the giant gray city slowly opened, and a large number of the dead with confused eyes and even blurred faces were spat out by the door.

Immediately afterwards, the death crows perched on the top of the city flapped their wings and flew around, hovering several times over the dead people who fell in the pale mud, and then led some of the dead people who got up in a daze and instinctively began to move forward. They screamed and flew deeper into the realm of death. After the dead people spit out by the City of Regret leave, the new batch of death crows hovering above the heads of the dead will, like their predecessors, retract their wings and land on them after the corresponding dead stagger into the city gate. At the top of the city of regret, the blood-red eyes of the crows were closed one after another.

After the death crows responsible for leading the deceased fell, they stopped moving like crow-shaped stone sculptures. Until the unwilling deceased, under the abrasion of the City of Regret, completely forgot all regrets and regrets, and was spit out like garbage. When they come out, they will be led to the depths of the death realm again...

In theory it should be like this, but...

"Ga! Ga? Ga!"

A series of startled crows sounded. After the new batch of death-calling crows landed, they were surprised to find that in the stone nest specially reserved for themselves at the top of the city of regret, other similar crows had already "lived" in advance for some reason. .

On one side is the working man who works diligently, but the house he was supposed to be allocated is occupied. On the other side is the living man who lives well at home, but suddenly a nasty guest comes to his door. The two sides start to develop almost immediately. They fought fiercely, jumping, nagging, grabbing, pecking, and tearing at each other, causing crow feathers to fly in all directions.

Below the noisy crow fight, in the broad square in the center of the City of Regret, a giant ship shaped like an unfolded ginkgo leaf, with a length of more than 800 meters from front to back, rammed diagonally into the ground, completely destroying the originally wide square. It was so crowded that it even destroyed many buildings on the edge.

And those death crows that were defeated in the fight and were unable to have their own nests would howl and fly towards the city, hovering directly above the giant ship, and scream loudly in their own crow language that no one could understand. Watching the dead people below who disrupted the rules and had no nest to return to...

Is this...another day?

Hearing the noisy crows above their heads, the "dead" in King Saio's ship were startled, and then they looked up at the group of death crows circling above, and their faces showed signs of genuine horror.

"I...I can't do it anymore!"

Listening to the footsteps that were getting closer and closer together with the crows above, the cleaners living in the hole on the main deck of the king ship could not help but hear a cry on the verge of collapse. The tall, bearded man suddenly fell to his knees, holding his head and crying:

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"I really can't do it anymore! Let me die!"

When the crows sounded from above their heads, some of the emotions that enveloped the crowd seemed to be ignited by the wailing pleas of the bearded man, and soon, one after another, collapsed shouts sounded out.

"I don't want to continue either...I really can't hold on any longer!"

"Please! Free me if you can!"

"Death! Let me die! I don't want to live anymore!"

Amidst the hysterical wailing, the woman who was sleeping leaning against the corner of the deck moved and opened her bloodshot eyes, her arms covered with **** bandages.

Looking at the cleaners who had broken down under these days of torture and began to howl and scream, Emma's chapped lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to persuade them, but in the end she said nothing and silently straightened themselves up. There was a crown of thorns on his head, and he tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand.

"Please! Please help me!"

However, although Emma did not speak, the noise she made when she woke up still attracted the attention of the cleaners.

After discovering that she had woken up, the bearded man who was the first to collapse shook, then stood up and staggered over, knelt on the deck in front of her with a thud, and then knocked his head violently while He begged hoarsely:

"You can kill me! You can kill me! Please do it! Do it!"

“…”

Faced with the strange pleading of the bearded man, Emma's lips couldn't help but tremble. After a moment of silence, she shook her head slightly, and then persuaded in a voice that sounded a little hoarse but still gentle:

"Bavlo, you'd better hold on a little longer, it's not the time to truly despair yet.

Although we all have undead anomalous objects, it is still very simple for the masters of the death world who control death itself to kill us. However, they do not do so. Instead, they continue to use various methods to kill us. Means to torture us mentally and physically..."

"No no! I don't want to hear it! I just want to..."

"Bavlo! Listen to me!"

After raising the volume slightly to suppress the bearded man who wanted to continue crying, the pale Emma weakly leaned against the side of the deck and tried her best as footsteps came closer and closer under the boat. advised:

"I don't think the masters of the death world are so bored as to specially arrange these tortures for us. There is only one reason I can think of, and that is that they are afraid of the attitude of the bureau and do not dare to really kill us...at least not directly. Take action.

Therefore, the purpose of these specially arranged tortures is to make us have a mental breakdown and actively seek death after we cannot bear it anymore. If we really kill each other, then they will not have to give any explanation to the bureau. "

When she said this, Emma paused slightly, then looked around at the cleaners with different expressions, and raised her voice slightly:

"I know it's not a good feeling these days. I am constantly faced with the biggest regrets and regrets in my life. No one can bear it, but please stop saying that you don't want to live.

The Bureau will not leave us alone. No matter how difficult the torture is, it will definitely come to an end. The more and more urgent the torture from the masters of the dead world is, the closer it is to our regaining freedom.

As long as we can persist, don't give up on yourself first and wait until the game..."

"No one will come..."

A male cleaner with red eyes suddenly spoke, interrupting Emma's comfort.

I saw him holding his head in both hands, digging at the flesh on his face with his nails, and roaring with pain in his eyes:

"It's been more than half a month! If we wanted to come, the bureau would have been here long ago! Even if we can't come, we can still send a message! But there is still no movement yet! We have been abandoned! No one will..."

"Yes!"

Thinking of the figure who, despite the same painful memories, still carried her on the road of no return, across the Black and White Bridge, and carried her out of the world of death, Emma couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then gritted her teeth. Interrupting the desperate roar of the male cleaner.

"Don't give up, someone will definitely come!"

Listening to the footsteps of those who had reached below the deck, the blood on her face gradually faded, and her face turned whiter than paper. While breathing rapidly like a bellows, she opened her lips with difficulty, as if to persuade. Others murmured as if to remind themselves:

"I know him! No matter what others do, he will definitely come...I can't let him find me!"

(End of chapter)