A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

"Hey... I'll give you two." Elena reluctantly took out two of them and threw them to the doctor. "The rest is for travel expenses."

"Give it all back to me. You didn't come here to snatch it from me?" The doctor stretched out his hand to signal, but at the same time, he didn't forget to say a few words to this little kid who he didn't like.

"I have some too, but I've finished mine."

"...It won't take more than three days for this package to arrive here."

"Finished."

"..."

"..."

This inexplicable silence made Elena purse her lips in embarrassment and look away. Taking advantage of the doctor's blink, she held the box, lowered her presence, and "disappeared" in place.

"Oh you he*..."

I can't stand it anymore, there's something dirty in the house.

'Oh, yes, Origin Stone skills are also a troublesome thing. I have to think of a way to deal with Yabu. '

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*a'hell';

*b'o,A';

*c'ide';

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Chapter 1 The essence of human being is...

A beautiful painting was shattered.

This matter is undoubtedly extremely serious for her creator, not only because this painting is a masterpiece that she devoted all her talents to create, but also because the creation time of this painting is extremely long, and during this long Over the years, the painting itself has been affected by time and environment, which makes it impossible to copy.

But fortunately, the creator of this painting is not an ordinary person herself, and she was able to go back in time to prevent the painting from shattering.

However, looking at the damaged painting, she had a sudden thought. She was not in a hurry to change the past. After all, she could go back at any time. She might as well take advantage of this time to try to repair the painting and see what would happen. Works are also an experience.

But when she looked at the repaired painting, she suddenly realized that her life was probably completely over.

She made an irreversible decision. This matter was so serious that even if she had the ability to go back to the past, she could not prevent it from happening, and she could not even regret it.

What she did on a whim became a nightmare for the rest of her life.

"Do you know why?"

"Do you know why?"

The temperature of this space is always cold no matter the time of day, accentuated by the emptiness and darkness of the surrounding environment.What is even more disturbing is that there is a coffin placed in the center of the space. This inexplicably full atmosphere makes everyone who comes here feel the physical chill.And this physical chill gradually spreads to the spirit under the blessing of the magic card on the field, giving people a trance-like feeling, as if a cold wind is blowing from the neck.

The temperature and the appearance of the environment complement each other...or it can be done in a cowardly manner. The cooperation between the two makes this area look very sinister.It belongs to the kind of horror movie where you can directly measure the quality on the spot. If you are lucky enough, you may not even need an actor, and you can directly shoot the real thing.

For example, now.

In this environment, a man and a woman were standing near the coffin in an extremely strange state. The woman kept talking to the man opposite her, as if she were telling stories and chatting on a daily basis.

What is even more disturbing is that they are not standing on the ground, but are suspended in mid-air without relying on any leverage points.

There is no doubt that this is the real thing.

However, the appearance of these two people is not as ferocious as described in those works that are intended to scare people. They have normal human appearances. The only one who may be a bit bluffing is probably the male among the two.

There was a hole the size of a fist on his chest, and a crack under his left eye, which spread to the corner of his mouth like the trace left behind by tears.

But no matter whether it is a crack or a hole, there is no liquid such as blood flowing out, nor is there anything inside the body exposed. These wounds are more like errors in the character modeling. Looking at those two places, all that can be seen is There was only lightless darkness, and nothing else.

But compared to their appearance, if someone could hear the two of them, they would find that the way they communicate is even more eerie than meets the eye.

"This kind of reaction is really interesting no matter how many times I see it, Yabu."

"This kind of reaction is really interesting no matter how many times I see it, Yabu."

Rather than communicating between them, it was more like the woman playing tricks on a toy and talking to the man, while the man known as Yabu repeated what he said in a dull manner.

He spoke clearly and slowly, but his voice was like a puppet simply imitating the words he heard, without any sense of reality. His inorganic expression made him as lifeless and lacking in spirituality as a disconnected program.

This seems a bit scary, because he has a human appearance and a human voice, but he is like a machine and can only repeat words, which makes people feel repelled.

However, the woman who was instilling language with Yabu didn't think so. Instead, she found Yabu's current state very interesting.

Horror often represents the intuitive feeling of dangerous things.

It's like moving one step at a time, or having five mysteries hanging above your head and making a jingle with one.

Weirdness represents a kind of creepiness that goes against common sense.

It's like five cover cards in the opponent's backcourt but they never appear at any point, or five secrets in the head, but all the cards are used up without being revealed.

But to Him who knew Yabu completely, the person in front of him who could only repeat reading seemed neither scary nor strange to Him. This dull and dull performance made Him, who knew Yabu's past character, feel a sense of disbelief. The pleasure that comes out.

He forcibly dragged the things that were originally high up to the ground, and personally soiled the clean things into a damaged and dirty look. Thinking about the other party's appearance and personality before, just looking at the huge contrast between the top and bottom, that ungrateful person The excitement starts to make the brain feel hot and cannot be suppressed.

Scared?

Not to mention that he himself is a similar existence now, just looking at the other person's appearance, he can't help but feel the desire for violence in his heart.

But although he said he couldn't contain it, in fact, he didn't intend to contain it at all. He touched it with his hand and tested it a few times. After seeing that the other party didn't respond much to the contact, he slowly moved himself to Yabu. Behind him, the white and slender arms hugged Yabu's waist and neck like a poisonous snake strangling its prey. After gradually tightening the force and hugging him in his arms, he played with him with a hint of teasing. body of.

Or maybe soul is more appropriate?After all, the body is still lying in the coffin.

He couldn't explain the current state clearly. After all, even he had never really understood the reason for this kind of spirit-like activity.

This is also a pity for her. Yabu will only appear at this time every time, so she does not have enough time to contact him. And because she does not know the conditions for becoming a spirit body, she only has the current self. Have access to the cloth.

The only explanation that can be made now is that the other party's Origin Stone skills really have some kind of inseparable relationship with the soul, and even the self who is secretly entangled in his spirit has also been affected to a certain extent.

It's not a bad experience either.

"As I said, Yabu, don't think this is the end, you will never escape. You have been targeted by the snake (me)."

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*Due to ####, Yabu is in an unconscious state.

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Chapter 2 (Second supplement, free)

When you go to help others, you should consider whether you will get burned.

And you have to remember that sometimes this burn may not come from malice, but from the... love of the person you are helping.

"As I said, Yabu, don't think this is the end, you will never escape. You have been targeted by the snake (me)."

"I suogu..."

After hearing the voice, Yabu still wanted to repeat His words as before, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the snake lying behind him playing with his body took the opportunity to put his fingers in and press on the software used to produce the sound. He could only use his throat to make a vague sound like a whimper.

"All my important plans have been ruined by you..." He bit his lower lip, gently rested his chin on Yabu's shoulder, his cheek was close to Yabu's ear, and his lips were touching Yabu's Licking gently on the auricle.

The almost biting approach seemed to be teasing, and also seemed to want to keep this distance to whisper secrets with Yabu. He asked in a low and seductive voice: "How are you going to make up for all this?" ?"

"Uh-huh..."

"what......"

The sensitive one

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The group number is at the front of this book. Since one group is full, I suggest you add two groups directly.

There is a folder with supplements in the group file, which contains the supplements for this chapter.

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This is your fate.

"No one will come here, those you have helped, those you have dedicated your life to... They all think you have passed away, and gradually, they will forget your existence."

He pulled his fingers away from Yabu's vocal organ, and like a taunting demon, he leaned over and whispered in Yabu's ear: "Only the black snake will always accompany me (you)."

"Only the black snake will stay with me forever..."

Black Snake's arm around Yabu's waist gradually groped upwards until its palm slowly grasped the shimmering heart on his chest.

That heart was not the cyan, orange or blue that he had seen before. The previous heart was basically a single solid color. But the heart on its chest at this moment may have been affected by Yabu's current state, with a hint of white in the center. At the same time, the surroundings were wrapped in mist-like purple.

But what color it is, it doesn't matter much to the black snake at this moment. He gently holds the heart tightly in his palm, and his fingertips gently roam over it.

That heart is soft and has a comfortable coolness, which almost means that the heart of Yabu's soul is actually extremely sensitive. Black Snake can feel that the soft heart is under his touch and kneading. Bu's body also continued to tremble, and even the body that had been showing no resistance began to instinctively resist.

Every touch seemed to ignite a burning desire, and every press made it feel the joy of holding the prey under its body and slowly tasting it.

After a while, probably because he felt that Yabu's meaningless struggle was not interesting enough, he suddenly gave up the gentle contact and gradually began to tighten his fingers inward, letting his fingers sink into Yabu's soft soul little by little. Even this didn't seem to satisfy Him. He began to scratch it slowly with his nails, trying to write his name on Yabu's soul.

This tough behavior naturally caused strong discomfort to Yabu, but his body could not find the source of the discomfort, because it was his soul being violated, and he could only instinctively try to resist.

But that unconscious resistance had no effect at all. Apart from adding a little pleasure and excitement brought by resistance when the snake played with its prey, it had no meaning. This made his situation worse, and the struggle made him start to get more excited. He scratched carefully, wanting to leave his own scratches as soon as possible on this place that even the people closest to him had never used.

But he failed.

The soul is obviously soft, but it is full of toughness and has been shaped. No matter how you knead it or scratch it with your fingers, you can't change its shape, let alone leave any traces on it.

This frustration made him feel less happy, but he did not stop the movement of his hands. Instead, he pressed his hands harder and even more recklessly on Yabu's head, making him lower his head and witness with his own eyes that his soul was being arbitrarily manipulated. Fiddle with it, regardless of whether Zhe Bu's empty and dull eyes at this moment can still react to the outside world through his sight.

At the same time, he was close to Yabu's ear. Although he didn't know if this was possible, he still tried to guide Yabu with a seductive voice, hoping to take advantage of his unconscious and wonderful state at this moment to deeply implant the understanding he desired in his subconscious. .

"Everyone has abandoned me (you), and now the only one who can help me (you) is Black Snake."

"Everyone has abandoned me. The only one who can help me now is Black Snake..."

"Black Snake will not lie to me (you), Black Snake will not hurt me (you), I (you) should completely believe Black Snake's words, and I (you) should voluntarily dedicate my body to Black Snake for safekeeping."

"Black Snake will not lie to me, Black Snake will not... harm me. I should completely believe Black Snake's words, and I should voluntarily dedicate my body to Black Snake for safekeeping."

As Yabu was voluntarily repeating the words of selling everything he sold to Black Snake, Black Snake could feel that the soul in his hand began to reveal its weak interior to him, and its sharp nails gradually began to penetrate.

"I (you) belong to Black Snake. Regardless of body, mind or soul, I (you) are willing to give it to Black Snake to use."

"Am I... am...? It's something... body, mind, and soul, all..."

"Tsk..."

"Tsk..."

Perhaps it was the person who was about to wake up, which loosened his state, or maybe he was rejecting himself even in his unconscious state. When Yabu recited the words, he was no longer as mechanical as before, and he seemed to have begun to have a certain understanding. He has poor thinking ability and will skip over answering questions when asked.

In this case, let's do it completely in one step and take possession of the most important emotion in this treasure's heart.

"I (you) love..."

【R###T】

Ding--

"Damn that old bastard..."

Boom-! ! !

"...What do you want him to say to you? Huh?"

It was like the frame of the scene was cut off. With a violent impact, the black snake that was originally pulling on Yabu was suddenly pulled down by a girl. The arms that looked like melted white wax seemed to be able to ignore the spirit and flesh. He directly grabbed the black snake's neck and smashed it into the ground.

The sarcophagus that had been opened at some point and the empty interior space of the sarcophagus were silently explaining where the child came from.

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*The mess becomes a living bug.

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