I Kill Gods in Escape Game

Chapter 80: Forest Ghost 8
The memory ends.

Lin Yuan handed the fragments to the other two people. After Shi Lu and Yuan Fang finished looking at them, they both looked confused and dazed.

The atmosphere seemed to be infected by the protagonist's emotions, and it felt a bit heavy.

Lin Yuan knocked his knuckles on the table, making a heavy sound.

The two teammates suddenly woke up.

Shi Lu gasped in confusion, and Yuan Fang showed a guilty expression.

"Tell me what you think."

Lin Yuan picked up the tilted chair in the wooden house, crossed his legs, supported one hand on the table, rested his head on his fist, and tapped the table slowly with the other hand.

This time she didn’t hide the clues, but shared them generously.

"Although my son is a lunatic, I think... these memories of him gradually going crazy are the most real."

She glanced at the two of them and continued:

"My wife's madness is a hereditary mental illness that started in her twenties. Before she became ill, she was a normal person."

"The son accidentally learned that his grandmother had symptoms very similar to his mother's. He was worried that the disease would occur in him, so he became depressed. As he worried, he eventually became a lunatic, and a suicidal lunatic."

Yuan Fang couldn't quite keep up with Lin Yuan's train of thought, and confusedly picked out the key point: "But, the story about grandma is just hearsay, there is no evidence that this kind of 'madness' is hereditary."

"Is my son worrying too much and exhausting himself, and finally has hallucinations of going crazy?"

Shi Lu shook his head and sighed: "No."

Yuan Fang was stunned, and Lin Yuan turned his gaze to the girl.

Shi Lu organized his words and said, "My son has been silent all his life. He didn't tell anyone about his guess because he didn't want to destroy this seemingly happy family."

Yuan Fang was still confused: "So what?"

"So my daughter doesn't know about this." Lin Yuan added coldly, "But in the hunter's memory, my daughter also went crazy."

"My daughter knew nothing and was not depressed, but she still went crazy in the end."

Genetic diseases are like a curse from genes, destined to misfortune from birth.

Yuan Fang finally understood. He opened his mouth and said, "In the hunter's memory, what he thought was a ghost..."

Lin Yuan suddenly raised the corners of his lips: "A ghost may not be a ghost, maybe it is just the embodiment of some kind of resentment."

She got down from her chair and walked slowly around the table, saying, "What the hunter kills is just what he thinks is a ghost. In fact, whether the so-called ghost is eliminated or not has no effect on reality."

Shi Lu nodded slightly, and Yuan Fang looked thoughtful.

Suddenly, Yuan Fang looked up in panic, his tongue tied: "I can sense the breath of the fragments again!"

The fragments appeared suddenly. It should have been a good thing to have plot props delivered to the door, but Yuan Fang inexplicably felt something was wrong.

Lin Yuan stopped talking: "Where is it?"

"Where you last found the Hunter's memory fragment!"

——That’s in the crack in the wall behind the wooden house.

Lin Yuan pushed open the door and was about to take the fragments.

The moment the door opened, the rain curtain disappeared, replaced by clusters of glowing will-o'-the-wisp fires floating gently around the hunter's hut.

The faint blue light kept flickering, like a pair of eyes, spying on Lin Yuan's heart.

How come the ghost lights around the cemetery followed us here?

With doubts in his mind, Lin Yuan tightly grasped the hunting knife at his waist, ran out of the cabin resolutely, and retrieved the fragments.

[Plot Props: Hunter's Memory Fragments 2]

The will-o'-the-wisp was parked far outside the fence, with no intention of coming in, as if it was waiting for Lin Yuan to walk out by himself.

Lin Yuan clenched the piece of glass in his palm and quickly ran back to the hunter's cabin.

The door of the cabin.

Shi Lu looked at the fireballs in the sky, his expression a little dazed. Lin Yuan just entered the house and was about to close the wooden door when Shi Lu grabbed his wrist.

“Lin Yuan, they…” Shi Lu’s throat moved, as if he had to overcome great difficulty to say this sentence, “The ghosts have no ill intentions, at least not now.”

Lin Yuan slowly pulled down Shi Lu's hand and did not close the door again: "Perhaps after reading this fragment, we will know their purpose."

Yuan Fang looked vigilantly at the blue will-o'-the-wisp fire that surrounded the hunter's hut, waiting for the two girls to read the fragments first, while he stood watch at the door.

If the ghost makes any unusual movements, he will close the door immediately. Even if it can only be blocked for a moment, it can still buy time.

On the other hand, his consciousness was once again invaded by overwhelming emotions, including despair, collapse, pain, and unwillingness. The hidden resentment became stronger and stronger, and even a tendency towards self-destruction was budding.

And an emotion that Lin Yuan could not understand.

Lin Yuan knew that the hunter's memories were abstract and illusory.

The impact of those strong emotions was much less noticeable to her.

……

After hunting the first ghost in the cemetery, the hunter returned home with heavy steps.

However, what awaited him was not a welcome from his family back to normal.

——The wife’s departure, the son’s death, and the daughter’s fate.

It was like three sharp knives stabbing into the old hunter's heart.

He broke down and cried, picked up his daughter's clothes and put them on her, and vowed to protect the last family member.

The moment he made the oath, many ghosts appeared outside the fence of the hunter's cabin for no reason.

The daughter was instinctively afraid of ghosts and screamed and backed away. She picked up stones on the ground and threw them at the hunter angrily.

The hunter was hit on the head and blood was flowing. He looked up at the will-o'-the-wisp fire in the sky and thought to himself:

"My kids are scared of these things, I'm going to go out and kill them all!"

The hunter did not rest. He silently picked up his hunting knife. The moment he was about to walk out of the fence gate, he heard a voice behind him.

"Dad!" The daughter came running over in a torn skirt, her delicate feet rubbed by the stones, leaving bloody footprints on the road, which was glaring and heartbreaking.

The old hunter burst into tears. He put down his hunting knife and hugged his daughter who had briefly returned to normal.

He handed the hunting knife to his daughter, sobbing and crying:
"Nannan, Daddy is going to chase away the ghosts. If those beasts come back to bully you again, you must kill them with a knife."

He stroked his daughter's head lovingly.

"When you were little, you liked to pester me to learn hunting, but I thought, you have such a smart brain, why don't you do something else? Why do you have to learn useless things from me? You have such good grades and were admitted to university. You are my pride..."

The hunter babbled a lot, seemingly unaware.

——His pride has long lost its future.

"…Don't be afraid to resist. If your resistance causes the beast to die, and someone raises the banner of justice to judge you, just bite him to death. It's all Dad's fault."

"I am willing to stand trial."

*
The memory ends.

The will-o'-the-wisp fires in the sky seemed brighter, dancing ostentatiously in the wind.

The wind was howling, and suddenly a noise was heard in the silent night.

"pat-"

The hunting knife fell from Lin Yuan's hand, making a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

Lin Yuan glanced at Shi Lu, who was standing there in a daze, as if he had been cast into a spell, and said:
"pick it up."

Shi Lu was like a puppet, picking up the hunting knife stiffly. She heard Lin Yuan's voice.

"Protect yourself."

(End of this chapter)