Chapter 163: "Weak" Chi You

The LCD monitor in the elevator clearly shows Wenren Lian's death in front of Jiang Luo's eyes.

Wen Renlian could have chosen to pass, but he chose to die. Jiang Luo's face changed, I can't tell what it feels like.

The security camera in the elevator was trained on him, as if he was enjoying with interest the sudden change in the dark-haired youth's face. Jiang Luo couldn't control his blush even though he knew that Chi You was possibly watching his expression idly from the back.

It's a complicated thing to be upset about.

Because Wenren Lian died in a different way than the previous three companions.

But this is the result of Wen Renlian's own choice, Jiang Luo can not oppose or stop. Wen Renlian must have his own reasons for doing so, at least he died with a smile on his face.

But Jiang Luo couldn't help but be upset as he watched people die in front of his eyes.

Chi You is an evil spirit, he grew up in an environment full of malice, all the darkness and pain he once experienced pulled him into the abyss, soaking him in the filthy mire.

In the process, he realizes that the weak are the strong and the strong are the strong, and this dream embodies his crazy spirituality to the fullest. The world is in a sea of misery, the struggle of humanity becomes ugly, all this is Chi You's most familiar appearance.

Jiang Luo is becoming more and more aware of how dangerous the world is.

Especially for good people.

Soon, a second companion, Kuang Zheng, appeared on the LCD monitor.

Perhaps because of Wenren Lian's death, Jiang Luo quickly calmed down, watching Kuang Zheng's every move intently.

Like Wenren Lian, Kuang Zheng also stepped into a dream within a dream.

However, Kuang Zheng's dream within a dream is very cozy and harmonious.

The small room is divided into several spaces by curtains. Jiang Luo knew that Kuang Zheng's family had a sister, but for the first time he realized that Kuang Zheng's father was also disabled.

On the bed, a middle-aged man with a thin body has broken his left leg to the root of the leg and his right leg has atrophied muscles. He is struggling to turn over and get out of bed, and Kuang Zheng's sister is trying to help her father with a red face. In the doorway between the curtains, Kuang Zheng's mother is cooking with a soft look on her face.

When Kuang's father came back from using the toilet on his crutches, he stood behind Kuang's mother and watched for a while; his face was full of vicissitudes, but his expression was positive and relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Where's the sweetbreads this morning? Look at the flavor, it smells so good."

Kuang's mother guffawed, ''Your daughter looked more than a few times in front of the cake store yesterday and was drooling with craving. I wanted to bite the bullet and buy her a cake so she could taste it, but she refused. When I came back I thought of cooking her a sweet cake, aren't they all things made by Sweetness taking flour? The flavor is probably about the same."

Father Kuang turned his head to look at his daughter beside him and tenderly touched her head, "Far from wanting to eat a cake? Wait for the end of this month, let your brother take you to buy one."

My sister stared at the sweet cakes in the pan and gulped, her voice childish but extraordinarily understanding, "Far from wanting to eat cake, far from wanting to eat sweet cakes."

Kuang's mother and Kuang's father looked at each other and smiled.

The house was dilapidated and small, but the Kuang family had kept their home clean. The window was open, and the morning light filtered into the room, where a few wildflowers in full bloom sat on the window sill, with clear droplets of water remaining on them. Acting as curtains for the windows were bell ropes woven from woolen threads handmade by my sister.

When the wind blows, the pleasant sound dings.

Kuang's mother puts the food on the table, which also has a vase with a bunch of vibrant spring flowers.

The door was opened to the air, and within it was a family of three smiling and happy, and the misery of poverty and the decay of life seemed to be defeated by the respect and earnestness with which they regarded it, and did not shed a moment's gloom upon their faces.

Jiang Luo was a little lost in thought.

With a family like that, it's no wonder Kuang Zheng is such an honest character.

Kuang Zheng stood in the doorway, also smiling at such a scene. His eyes were soft, and his parents and sister inside the house also saw him, and were busy telling him to come in quickly for dinner.

He walks in and sits beside his sister, eating in silence with his head bowed. Kuang Zheng is not talkative, but his hands silently hand the family what they need.

Everything was cozy and wonderful.

But Jiang Luo knew that this coziness would be broken.

Sure enough, a group of people soon broke into Kuang Zheng's house. They smashed the steaming hot food on the table, pushed the panicked Kuang's mother to the ground, and tried to snatch Kuang Zheng's sister, "Aigoo, this little girl is good-looking, and can be sold for a lot of money. Since this family of yours doesn't have the money to pay back the debt, don't blame us for snatching your daughter away!"

Kuang's father, who was shrinking into a ball on the ground in pain, was angry and furious when he heard this, "Our family never owes anyone money!"

The group of people with kitchen knives and axes were laughing and smiling, not caring about his words at all. They circled around the house, and after seeing that there was nothing to loot, each of their faces grimaced.

"Damn bad luck, why is this family so poor, a trip for nothing!"

"Damn, there's nothing there, no wonder I dared to open the door for dinner."

"Brother Liu, let's move on to the next one?"

Liu impatiently said, "Bring the people with you, let's go."

His sister cried out and struggled desperately, Kuang's mother clung to his thighs and shouted with all her strength, "Somebody! Somebody help! Someone is robbing the child!"

Liu kicked her in a fiery manner, "Old bitch, how dare you yell at someone?!"

Kuang Zheng was pressed hard to the ground by two of his accomplices, and he struggled with a gasp, making a strong effort to overturn the two men on top of him and snatch his sister from Liu's hands.

Liu smiled grimly, "Kid, are you going against me?"

Kuang Zheng helped his parents to their feet and pushed his sister and them behind him, looking defensively at the strange visitors who had broken into his home, "I will not let you hurt my family."

Liu is holding a kitchen knife and he is clearly enraged. Kuang Zheng preemptively lunges at him, but after holding Liu's hands to grab the kitchen knife, he suddenly sees a line appear on the ceiling.

[Close the door and leave, you can pass this level and reach the 18th floor]

Leave?

Kuang Zheng's struggles stopped as he stared blankly at the line.

Is this for him to watch his family being bullied and then turn a blind eye?

He was silent for a brief moment, continuing the motion in his hands.

Even if he knows it's fake, he can't do anything to turn a blind eye ......

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Jiang Luo closed his eyes, already able to guess how Kuang Zheng would end up.

Moments later, he opens his eyes, and sure enough, he sees the image of Kuang Zheng's death with a cleaver and axe sticking out of his body.

Kuang Zheng and Wen Renlian were the same, they both chose to die, but they died with contented smiles on their faces.

Jiang Luo's heart was already at peace.

He waited patiently for Ye Xun to appear.

A little later, Ye Xun's content after stepping into the elevator also appeared on the monitor.

Ye Xun's final outcome is the same as that of Wenren Lian and Kuang Zheng. Ye Xun refuses the opportunity to reach the 18th floor in order to protect his dying mother, and instead dies in the illusion.

Jiang Luo doesn't know why Chi You is showing him the live stream, just as he doesn't know whether to be angry or relieved at his companions' behavior of sticking to their hearts rather than dying themselves.

Jiang Luo pursed his lips and waited for the monitor to go out, then he quietly waited for his own dream within a dream to begin.

From Wenren Lian's to Ye Xun's experiences, what one sees inside the elevator is undoubtedly the most fearful fantasy in one's mind. Wen Renlian is the stepfather he killed coming back to life, Kuang Zheng is the destruction of the family he holds dear, and Ye Xun is the death of his mother.

Thinking about it another way, it was the deepest desire of all three of their hearts.

Wen Renlian wants to make sure his stepfather is too dead to die, Kuang Zheng wants to protect his family, and Ye Xun wants to save his mother.

So what everyone sees is a picture of fear and desire intertwined?

Jiang Luo was thoughtful, and he was prepared for the fact that he would see the trashy parents.

A few seconds later, the elevator doors slowly opened.

Jiang Luo flicked up his eyelids to look at it carelessly, but after seeing what was outside the elevator, his eyelids suddenly jumped.

Instead of the trashy parents, Chi You appeared before his eyes, leaning against the corner dying.

Chi You is only two or three meters away from him, sitting against the corner, head hanging, life and death unknown.

His long, slender legs were about to take up most of the elevator corridor, one pale hand resting on his stomach while the other hung helplessly at his side, blood dripping down from his wrist and staining a large portion of the floor.

With his ever-neat suit slightly disheveled, Jiang Luo could only see Chi You's pale jaw and thin lips that had lost their blood color.

The blood seemed to be about to blossom into a vile flower beneath him. But even in this weakened state, the evil spirit sitting against the corner had a few strange charms that were contradictory and appealing.

His posture was wolfish, yet so elegant and charming. Both dangerous and compelling.

It was as if by getting close to the evil spirit, one would realize that he was never unconscious, but rather had dark, eerie eyes with a chilling, twisted smile, waiting for someone to throw themselves at him.

But then again, it's like being unconscious allows one to run amok.

Like bully him, tame him, kill him ......

Jiang Luo's throat twitched slightly, but he quickly returned to his senses.

After returning to his senses, his expression suddenly became strange.

If his previous deduction was not wrong, and the visions everyone saw were the most feared things and deepest desires of their hearts, then he saw Chi You, what did that mean?

His greatest fear is Chi You death?

Is the deepest desire to do whatever you want to Chi You, or to be Chi You's savior?

Jiang Luo: "......"

He winced.

It can't be.

How is this possible.

At that moment, the blood and water under Chi You slowly formed a line of familiar words.

[Ignore him, close the door and leave, you'll pass this level and reach the 18th floor]

Jiang Luo almost a second of hesitation, he immediately pressed the door closing button in the elevator, for fear that the elevator closed too slowly, he pressed the button four or five times in a row.

The elevator doors slowly closed, and the elevator carrying the dark-haired youth headed for the eighteenth floor.

And the evil spirit sitting against the wall outside the elevator door slowly raised its head.

His tightly closed eyes opened and he looked at the rising elevator, the corners of his mouth slowly hooking up as his arm rested casually in his lap.

The blood underneath his body was gradually sucked away by the floor, and the evil spirit slowly wiped the blood off his hands, the twinkle in his eyes looked like a viper spitting out its snake's letters, "What a second of hesitation to just walk away, huh?"