Unlimited Cycles of Death

Occasionally, Mu Qin feels that there is another self in his body.

The other is very cruel and cold-blooded, with no emotion or sympathy, just like a puppet with a steel heart and no soul.

This soulless puppet will inadvertently occupy Muqin's consciousness, slowly eating Muqin's brain with cold and darkness, allowing Muqin to perform various extreme behaviors in some cases, whether for many years The previous Jindian robbery is still the double ghost bureau of the library. Mu Qin can clearly realize the extreme indifference deep in his heart. He has nothing to do with depriving others of his life, as if he was born to be a murderer. .

Recognizing this fact made Muqin feel terrified, but the most terrifying thing was that he sometimes could not even feel the fear.

Muqin found that his feelings were disappearing. While he was wielding his sword one by one to take the lives of others, all the joys and sorrows left him as if part of his soul was taken away by something. A sound, human being with various emotions has become something else, another species, an indescribable monster.

This feeling was scary, so Muqin instinctively tried to forget it. He tried to ignore the sense of disobedience and focused on the things in front of him.

The last "human" Qiao Yuanfei, although always begging and begging Muqin to let go, but Muqin was not relentless. He still killed Qiao Yuanfei and cut his throat with a knife.

This process is quite easy. Qiao Yuanfei has only one medical card left. In the process of being pursued by the killer, there is not much difference between using this card and not using it. Qiao Yuanfei knows that he has no way back. So he chose to grab it. He stood still waiting for Mu Qin's slaughter. Mu Qin even saw Qiao Yuan's desperate look before he died.

This made Muqin realize that the other party really wanted to live.

"Sorry ... I probably don't have one." After the killing, Mu Qin apologized calmly and without much sincerity but seemed very sincere. He stood in front of Qiao Yuanfei's body and whispered to him, "I don't ... the guilt you said."

After saying this, Mu Qin stretched out his left hand to cover his eyes, then took a deep breath and tried to calm the strange emotions slowly spreading in his heart. He calmed down for a long time before slowly disappearing from the state of "all emotions disappeared" After returning to God, he shivered and said to Qiao Yuanfei, "Don't be afraid, we will all go to the same place after death."

But where will the dead players go in this marginal world?

Muqin has been thinking about this problem, he always feels that since the marginal world is connected to dreams and hell, the dead players will certainly go to hell.

Can **** really exist?

Mu Qin breathed a little, thinking at the stall where he was thinking. He suddenly heard an unexpected sound on the bookshelf next to him.

It was the kind of buzzing sound of a book falling on the ground, mixed with the clatter of the pages turning. This sudden sound made Mu Qin, who was still in a sensitive state just after the end of the battle, turned his head sharply and looked quickly The sound source-there is a row of juxtaposed bookshelves. There are books about history on the bookshelf. A red cover book fell off the ground. It is unfolded, and you can see the dense characters on the pages.

Mu Qin hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards the book that fell to the ground. He walked to the side of the book and bent over to pick it up. This is a very thick and heavy book. In the book, Mu Qin glanced at the title of the book cover. The characters "xX city chronicle" came into view. This is a book recording the changes in the city. Words of words.

There aren't many strange things in this book, and Mu Qin closed them. Then I glanced at the bookshelf nearby. There was an empty seat in the densely packed books. It is estimated that this chronicle fell from here.

But it ’s strange that the books on the bookshelf are arranged so close together that each one is closely attached, and each book is tightly packed. Unless someone deliberately pulled it out, this book should not easily fall off the bookshelf. Yes, but it fell off and got Muqin's attention.

Mu Qin thought about it, lifted up the chronicle in his hand, and put it back on the bookshelf. Then Mu Qin stepped back and left the bookshelf. He walked a few steps away, and soon heard the book coming from behind him again. Sounds falling to the ground.

So Mu Qin turned back again and found that it was the chronicle and fell to the ground again.

Mu Qin walked over again, walked to the chronicle, and looked down at the page where the book was spread.

On the unfolded page, among the densely packed characters, there are several characters marked with a red water-based pen-that is, the specific characters are circled with a red pen, and these circled words are combined into a sentence: Break the wall and let me out.

Mu Qin stooped to pick up the chronicle again, read the circled words on the book page again, and then he looked up and looked at a wall not far from the bookshelf.

Muqin had previously read a newspaper on the bookshelf at the front desk of the library, which covered the haunted incident on the second floor of the library. It is said that a few years ago, a female student killed her cheating boyfriend in a single room on the second floor of the library, chopped up the whole wall with blood, and then committed suicide. Then the library administrator asked someone to close the single room on the second floor, and blocked the door of the single room with cement and brick.

After the single room is blocked, such spiritual incidents often occur on the second floor of the library, such as the cry of a woman, the movement of tables and chairs, the books on the bookshelf falling by themselves, etc ...

Mu Qin believes that the remaining information on the map is not all groundless. The system must hope that players can discover and find these information in order to place them in various obvious positions.

Therefore, it is necessary for Mu Qin to believe that there are indeed things like ghosts and ghosts on the second floor of this library. The human side has died except Chu Xin, and Chu Xin did not move on the first floor. Mu Qin Looking down from the railing on the platform on the second floor, you can see that Chu Xin is intently looking through the bookshelves in the lobby on the first floor.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible for this "XX chronicle" to fall off the bookshelf without human intervention, and think carefully, only the reason for ghosts to blame can be believed.

After all, the fringe world is a "magic" world, and it is normal for a few ghosts to exist.

These words circled by red pens are about the message left by the ghost to Mu Qin. The other party hoped that Mu Qin would help break the wall. Mu Qin thought about it and thought that after smashing the wall, what was the exit? Although Mu Qin, a ghost, could not use these props, he could find them for Chu Xin.

Therefore, a fire axe was found in the stairwell on the second floor of Muqin, and he returned to this wall with an axe.

There are indeed a lot of single study rooms on the second floor. The doors of each study room are very neatly and orderly. Two of them are very far apart. The newly painted traces on the middle wall can be seen at a glance. The traces of this new painting are the brickwork, the cement, and the wall paint.

Mu Qin observed for a while, holding an axe and started smashing into these newly painted walls. The power of death was extraordinary. He smashed this way and instantly made a large hole in the wall.

Behind the wall hole was a small room with little space and dust, which was full of broken tables, chairs, bookshelves, and dust. After Muqin cut the wall open, the dust inside spilled out, and a bad stench brought out, making Muqin frown.

After the dust had dispersed, Mu Qin walked directly in and looked. This small room has little space. After entering the door, bookshelves are placed on the left and right walls, and there are many cracked tables and chairs stacked in the middle. A simple and elegant chandelier was hung from the center of the ceiling. Mu Qin fumbled for the light switch on the wall. After pressing it, it was found that the electrical wiring of the house was still usable, because the lights were turned on, and everything was illuminated in no time.

Probably because it is a study room, the light source is cold light that protects the eyes, and it is very bright, giving a glimpse of the narrow room.

This closed study room seems to have been cleaned before closing. All valuables have been removed. Only dilapidated tables and chairs and dilapidated bookshelves are used. There are some old books on the shelves. Fragmented, torn, and unrecognizable books were randomly stacked on the shelves and corners of the floor.

"It seems to be dumping unnecessary books and trash here." Muqin said to himself, looking for something in this small room.

He remembers reading in the newspaper that the girl who killed and then committed suicide in the study room used her blood to write a "fiction" in a notebook and hid it on a shelf in this library However, no one has found this "blood book" so far, so everyone else thinks it is a false statement.

However, in the marginal world, there is nothing false or false. As long as this clue exists, it proves that it exists.

So Muqin began to look for these old books stacked on the bookshelf in this "see you again" study room. He flipped through them one by one, and halfway through, he heard a woman's laughter.

Not Chu Xin's voice, Chu Xin's voice is soft. Muqin could tell that this was the voice of a woman he had never heard.

So Mu Qin turned his head and looked at the source.

Immediately after, Muqin saw a ghost in the innermost corner of the room.

It was definitely a ghost, because "she" was translucent and seemed very blurry in bright light, with only a humanoid silhouette. The clothes she wore seemed to be school uniforms. The summer school uniforms for both high and low school were uniform white short-sleeved shirts and loose trousers for both men and women, so this ghost was also dressed like this.

She has long waist-length hair, black long straight, and draped over her shoulders. He is about the same height as Chu Xin, and seems to be a little shorter than Chu Xin. She seemed to be floating without touching her feet ... Because the outline of her feet was too transparent and looked like she had no feet, Muqin couldn't tell whether she was standing on the ground honestly or floating a few centimeters above the ground.

In addition, Muqin basically looked down at her face. The translucent ghost was too fuzzy, and there was a feeling of disappearing.

It was this ghost who laughed, and when Muqin looked at her, she was still laughing.

She smiled for a while, and found that Muqin was looking at herself, she stopped smiling, and seemed surprised, and said to Muqin, "Are you looking at me?"

"Who else can I watch?" Mu Qin was not afraid of ghosts, because looking at this ghost girl, Mu Qin suddenly remembered the "ghost mother" he had seen in his childhood, the "mother" that Mu Qin once thought was an illusion. ".

Now thinking about it, that might not be an illusion.

The ghost girl was surprised and happy, and said to Muqin, "It's really pleasant and regrettable that someone can see me."

"Happy ... and sorry?" Muqin was puzzled. "Why are you sorry?"

"Because you're leaving soon," said Ghost Girl, "you won't stay in this map for long, you will leave here, and when you leave, we will never see each other again, so I feel sorry . "

Muqin was so shocked by the words of the ghost girl, he said suddenly, "You know ... this map?"

"Of course I know, because I was created by the will of the marginal world." The ghost girl floated out of the corner, she drew to Muqin, and got closer to Muqin.

She continued, "When the world's will created this map, it also created everything related to the map. The map was perfectly copied according to the real world scene, and I ... was also derived when the map was born. Product. "

"The real me is dead in the real world and has become a kind of magnetic field like a ghost. When the world will copy the library, it will also copy this magnetic field ... Yes, I'm just a copy."

Muqin was shocked that the ghost girl could understand the truth so much: "You know how you were born. Wouldn't you feel scared or have other feelings?"

After listening to Mu Qin's words, the ghost girl seemed to think with a crooked head, and then answered Mu Qin: "Probably because I am not a real human being, I don't have much feeling. And even if there is a feeling, it is not useful. , I have no strength to change my situation, I can only choose to let it go. "

"My existence is very short. After you leave, the map will disappear, and I will also disappear ... unless there is another player to enter this map next time, so the world will open the map again, and I will again Wake up. But when will the next batch of players come? The chance of reopening the map is very slim, so I will say that this is the last of you and me. "

When the ghost girl said this, Muqin began to feel regret, and whispered: "First and last ..."

"By the way, the item you are looking for is on the top layer of the bookshelf, and the fifth one on the left hand is enough." The ghost girl pointed out to Muqin what he needed, and said: "That is the real thing in the real world. I wrote a 'fiction', and it was rumored that it was written in blood. In fact, it was not so exaggerated. It was written with an ordinary red water-based pen. At the beginning of the novel, there was only a red pen on hand. It turned back to black and kept writing with red pen. "

Mu Qin raised his head and stretched out his arms to get the book on the top shelf. He successfully touched the so-called "blood book"-a beautiful and delicate notebook with a blue patterned book cover.

After opening it, I glanced randomly, covered with Juan Xiu's clear red handwriting.

The ghost girl murmured in Muqin's ears: "If you want, you can look at this novel. Although I don't write it very well, I am still very happy if there are readers. You will be me at first The last reader. "

"What kind of story is it?" Mu Qin rubbed his fingers over the beautiful font on the notebook.

The ghost girl laughed like a silver bell: "A stupid love story for a stupid girl."

"Of course, you can choose not to watch it, because the story is really boring." The girl wandered back and forth in the room. "There is a key hidden in the cover of this book, which corresponds to the basement door. Finally, Whether you can't see it or not, I hope you can burn the book before you leave. I will disappear after it is burned. I don't want to disappear with the map, so I hope to disappear now. "

"Even if it is burned, if you next restart the map, you will still be awakened, right?" Muqin thought.

The ghost girl replied: "It doesn't matter. I just don't want to disappear silently after everyone has gone or died. That feeling is too uncomfortable."

Muqin suddenly wanted to ask a question to the ghost girl. He asked, "If you are a ghost, can you see the soul of the dead?"

"Are you referring to those who have just been killed by you?" The ghost girl pointed out Muqin's thoughts sharply.

Mu Qin did not shy away and nodded obediently: "Yes, can you see?"

The ghost girl continued to laugh: "They left, unlike me. After the players die, their souls will immediately leave the map ... I don't know where to go, but I think ... it should be a peaceful place. "

"A place of peace?" Muchin was slightly puzzled.

"Yeah," the ghost girl said gently. "Don't think about it, forget everything, the cold dark place is very calm."

Muqin talked a lot about this ghost girl, because this girl seems to know some in-depth information about the fringe world, such as ... she knows what kind of existence the will of the fringe world is.

"What kind of existence?" Muchin asked.

The ghost girl said, "I can't describe it specifically ... well, a huge thought with no form and high depth of wisdom. It is a very, very great, shocking thing, although it is also cruel and ruthless."

Muqin couldn't help but said, "Then you know the will of this world, why do you want to create a marginal world?"

"Presumably for screening," said the ghost girl.

"Screening?" Muchin was a little surprised. "What to screen?"

"I don't know ..." Ghost spread his hand and shook his head. "I only know that the will of the world has been looking for the right person, but it seems that it has never been selected."

Muqin said: "I'm surprised you know so much. How did you know?"

"When the will of the world created me ... how to say, I seem to have glimpsed the scaly phoenix of that huge thought ... maybe not even the phoenix phoenix, but I did get some information about the game information of this marginal world. The ghost girl thought, "That great thought doesn't seem to mind my snooping, presumably because I can't be seen, I can't communicate with people, and the time of existence is short, so it doesn't bother to care about me."

The ghost girl knew so much. It surprised Muqin and was very surprised. There was some fear and anxiety, but he still asked the ghost to verify: "Do you know the butterfly throne?"

"The butterfly throne ... I know this, though I haven't seen it before," the ghost told Muqin: "So, do you want to know how to find the butterfly throne?"

"Looking for the Throne of Butterflies?" Muqin was even more shocked. "Can that thing be found?"

"Yes." The ghost girl said amazingly, and she laughed: "The butterfly throne is very easy to appear. Generally speaking, the longer a map exists, the higher the probability that the butterfly throne will be brushed out, which means you are in a certain place. Stay a little longer in each map, and the Throne of Butterfly will be 100% brushed out. "

"How long will it be?" Muqin asked.

"Then I do n’t know. It depends on the probability. Some maps can be drawn in a day or two. Others take 10 days and a half months, but players who can stay in a map for 10 and a half months also Very few. After all, the map is only so large, and the resources in it are limited. Whether food and water can last for ten days is a question. "

The ghost girl knew more than Muqin had imagined, which made Muqin very excited. He wanted to get more information and information from the ghost girl, so he continued to communicate with the girl.

Mu Qin and this ghost raised the Butterfly Throne mainly to confirm whether the "king" on the Butterfly Throne could really be killed. Although Mu Qin and Zhou Yue discussed to let the usurper kill the king with the death card and against the world, this action was planned and carried out only in their imagination. No one can guarantee the actual implementation.

But Ghost Girl promised, she said: "A good combination of Grim Reaper and Inverse World can definitely kill the king. In fact, Grim Reaper and Wheel of Fate can also achieve the same effect, only with time limit, and The effect of the wheel of fortune is weaker than that of the inverse world, and it is easy to be surprised. "

"If I take these two cards and go to a throne map to kill the king on the throne, will I definitely become the" next king "? I mean, after all, I have an inverse world, do I Can you use it to get rid of the throne? "Muqin also wanted to know this.

The ghost shook his head about it: "No, the effect of the inverse world is not so powerful. The throne is equivalent to a part of the map. It is a building that is always invincible. The inverse world can only get you out of the king's control. Can't get you out of the throne. "

Muqin understood and sighed helplessly: "That is to say, if I want to kill the king, but I don't want to be bound by the throne, I can only go and find someone else to do it for me."

"You can kill the king without wanting to be bound ..." The ghost girl touched her chin for contemplation, "I think about it, maybe it can be done."

Mu Qin stared at her with wide eyes: "Really? So what should I do?"