Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 211 Fragility
It feels like the moment when the memory is intercepted...

"Damn it! He killed No. 64! I'm going to kill him!"

"Calm down. He's not necessarily wrong. At least just now he did have a tendency to select. He could kill anyone he touched, but he didn't kill you."

"Number 64 can't be a fake. There's no way it can be... wuwuwu."

It seems like someone is arguing with me...

So have I already entered the blood demon state?
His body was extremely weak, and every joint seemed to be smashed and glued together again. It was so fragile that it would shatter with the slightest force. Under the dual effects of the aging curse and the Moon Burning Village curse, his weakness reached its peak, and he was no better than someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Xia Shou felt it and found that all the residues accumulated by the black shadow were cleared. However, he was lucky to be able to transform back into a human smoothly. Before implementing this plan, Xia Shou had always been worried that the amount of blood and residues was not enough.

"Wei Yu, who is the fake?" Xia Shou struggled to stand up with his weak body, and saw Su Wei Yu holding the Tongziqie blocking in front of him, while No. 102, with tears on her face, roared at him like a madman, yelling that he had killed the wrong person.

There was a man in a suit next to him whose arms had been chopped off. He must have been unconscious, so this man wanted to attack him, but was stopped by Su Weiyu.

"When you get back, you'd better explain what happened just now." Bai He said, "Of course, the premise is that you can go back."

"Yes." Xia Shou said.

I will use the waning moon to make you forget all this, he thought to himself.

"What about the others? Not everyone can be..."

Xia Shou closed his mouth halfway through his words. He saw Liu Yilong lying on the ground with his eyes wide open, with a knife piercing his heart. He saw the scattered body parts and torn clothes beside him. There was a strand of black hair in the sticky flesh and blood, with a familiar pink headband on the hair.

Xia Shou was stunned.

This feeling was like being hit hard by something, something hard and sharp mixed into the body. He could feel the location of that thing, just slightly above the left rib cage, as if it was filled with half-dried concrete mud, making the heart unable to beat.

"Xia Shou, they are fake." Su Weiyu said softly.

"Yes, I know." Xia Shou let out a long sigh, "It will definitely not be wrong... It shouldn't be."

After saying that, he looked at No. 102.

It can be seen that an important person at No. 102 was killed by him, so it is understandable that she was furious. Anyone can understand it.

"If I'm wrong, then kill me."

If he really made a mistake, even he himself would not forgive himself.

"I'll leave the collection of the bodies to you. We'll go open the door after midnight tonight."

After saying that, Xia Shou walked towards the banyan tree in silence.

Everyone watched Xia Shou walk away, and Wuyin Goro asked softly: "Why didn't you tell him Ling Xiao's last words?"

"It's not too late to prove that Ling Xiao is real. If Ling Xiao is fake, there is no need to use a fake's false emotions to hurt the real person." Bai He said, looking at Xia Shou's back.

Xia Shou came under the big banyan tree and looked at the dry well, his mind full of his past school days.

Xia Shou sat beside the dry well with his back against a wall of vines. Su Weiyu held Tong Ziqie in her arms, not knowing how to comfort him.

"Since it's fake, the pain won't last long." Xia Shou's voice trembled slightly, "Looking back, they're all boring fragments..."

Indeed. It was very boring. When he thought of Liu Yilong, the shrill school bell rang in his ears.

As soon as the bell rang, a group of boys rushed to the cafeteria like stray dogs.

At other times, they are just a few otakus, holding an anime they just finished watching, repeatedly sighing over a certain passionate scene in it, and expressing their agreement and appreciation to each other.

Occasionally, he would go to Yilong's house to play, but he would ask in advance whether his parents were at home, otherwise it would be as awkward as the first time.

Sometimes, because of excessive use of mobile phone, homework was not completed and Ling Xiao had to cover for him the next day.

Because Ling Xiao was the representative of the English class, and English was the easiest subject to copy, he and Liu Yilong always left their English homework unfinished. When collecting the homework, she would always cover for them and let them copy her homework.

Ling Xiao is very popular in the class, and her social circle is like that of a bad girl group, but her grades are pretty good, always at the top, and she is quite a homebody, and likes to watch anime...

I don’t know how they managed to maintain excellent grades despite being so chaotic.

When he closed his eyes, he saw only ordinary memories and ordinary people. However, when Liu Yilong's wide-open lifeless eyes overlapped with the sunny smile like a golden retriever in his memory, Xia Shou felt suffocated.

On Ling Xiao’s previous birthday, many girls and boys gave him gifts. Naturally, he didn’t prepare anything, but he was still asked for it.

So he gave the other person the pink rubber band he used to tie his card. As a result, she really used that rubber band to tie her hair. Now the rubber band was tied with a bunch of sticky black hair and a piece of red scalp lying in a pool of blood.

When he overlapped the Ling Xiao in his memory with the broken limbs, Xia Shou felt that something very solid had been severed between himself and his past life, and even his own existence became floating and illusory.

He had never considered this possibility. What if he was really wrong?

If you kill your best friend with your own hands, then just die.

Three people came through...then the three of them left together...

Su Weiyu squatted beside Xia Shou with her knees hugged, accompanying him like an obedient comfort dog, and her expression was also very sad.

She knew very well how much of a blow this result was to Xia Shou, but she did not think Xia Shou was wrong. This might be because her feelings for Ling Xiao and Liu Yilong were not that deep yet.

She always thought Xia Shou was a calm person, and the Xia Shou in her memory was indeed like that.

Whether in the sanatorium or in Ettingburg, he would think about every step. No matter how dangerous or stressful it was, the external environment and the bad situation would not disrupt his thinking rhythm.

But now, she knew Xia Shou's fragile side...a side as fragile as that of ordinary people.

"In short, no matter how sad you are, just endure it until tonight. After midnight, everything will have a result." Su Weiyu said softly, reaching out to hug Xia Shou.

As night falls, a long time passes in a flash, as if the game has switched from day to night.

When the moonlight shone into the tree hole and when a dense crowd gathered at the door, Xia Shou woke up from his memories.

He stood up holding onto the vines and walked out of the tree hole. The entire Yuezhuo Village had returned to its original state. The resurrected villagers gathered under the banyan tree, waiting quietly. Everyone had a solemn expression on their face, completely devoid of the usual indifference and ease.

They were all waiting for him, waiting for the results he would give.

"Xia Shou." Bai He called out softly as a reminder.

Xia Shou nodded and said calmly: "Then go and verify the results, starting from the door of the ancestral hall."

(End of this chapter)