I Really Don’t Want To Be A Calamity

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81 Comfortably took a bath.

He didn't wipe his body either, he came out of the bathroom with his butt bare, still dripping with water drops on his body.

The two corpses on the ground have already lost their temperature.

Suddenly.

81 frowned, shaking his wrist, put the hammer on his shoulder.

In the living room.

A man and a woman lay reclining on the sofa, falling asleep deeply, breathing weakly.

81 looked around all around vigilantly, but found nothing unusual.

"Fucking? Why are you sleeping?"

81 shook them up vigorously, and said with a smile.

Seventy-three and fifty-six opened their eyes in a daze.

At the moment when they opened their eyes, a trace of murderous aura flashed in their eyes, and they extended the hand toward 81 at the same time.

Pop, pop.

"It's me."

81 reluctantly patted off the two men's outstretched hands.

Fifty-six and seventy-three looked at each other, and they were surprised in each other's eyes.

"Why...how did we fall asleep?"

Question Seventy-Three.

Fifty-six slowly shook his head.

81 I took out a piece of clean clothes and put it on, while saying: "The ghost knows you? I didn't dare to sleep last night, maybe I was too tired. Speaking of which, I tossed for a long time, too I'm a little sleepy."

After saying that, 81 yawned a long time, which looked extremely sleepy.

Indeed.

Because of worrying about what happened during the trial last night, their three people squatted together and watched the night in turn. They didn't sleep well, and they seemed to be in low spirits.

Seventy-three turned his head.

Looking at the dirty things that 81 threw around, did not conceal the disgust on his face.

81 laughed: "This is a good thing, Seventy-three, you won't know if you don't try it."

"Are you tired of living?" Seventy-three asked in a cold voice , And turned over the palm, the army thorn appeared in the hand.

"Enough." Fifty-six held down the murderous-looking Seventy-three, and said helplessly: "This is not the time for joking, Seventy-three, 81, put your things away. ."

"humph." Seventy-three coldly snorted, the killing intent was reduced, and the general stabbed it away.

81 but dressed frivolously, it seems that he doesn't care about the killing intent from his teammates just now.

"How to deal with the woman who ran out?"

"What's the matter? Didn't you stop it?"

81 laughed heartily:" At worst, it’s all killed. This town is really not difficult at the moment."

Speaking of missions.

Fifty-six expressions abruptly condensed, the gloomy rays of light in the eyes passed, and he whispered: "No difficulty? Hehe, 81, if there is really no difficulty, why have we not finished yet? The main task? Obviously, that'Green' is dead."

The General Seventy-three silently switched from the right hand to the left hand, and said nothing.

81 suddenly became speechless.

Just now.

Seventy-three lifted her chin slightly, she remembered the scene of the confrontation with the other two apostles on the TV station.

She remembered the look in the eyes of the seemingly ordinary man when facing their three people.

She carefully pondered that there was no fear, no anger, nor anger in the eyes of the man at that time.

More like... sorry?

What are you sorry for?

The sentence "Forget it", at that time Seventy-Three also thought that the man chose to give up because of helplessness.

But in retrospect, it doesn't seem to be that simple.

"That person."

Seventy-three said suddenly.

Fifty-six hearing this, frowning, his voice slightly muted, and asked: "Who?"

"On the TV station, that person seems to know something."

Seventy-three told her own speculation, without concealing it.

Fifty-six is ​​completely silent.

81 chuckled, this smile, like the sunshine in July, is so piercing.

I saw him on his shoulder, the huge hammer turned vigorously, and said: "Go and ask, you will know."

At the same time.

In Greentown.

"Demons...they...are demons..."

The girl lost one's head out of fear, stumbled and ran on the road.

In her mind, the terrifying picture, like a nightmare, lingered in her mind.

The three people, the ugly organs, the cold smiles, and the bloodthirsty expressions were crazily twisted in the girl's mind, and gradually evolved into three unbearable to look at monsters.

This kind of scene, parents being abused to death at will, for anyone, is a miserable situation that can destroy the mind. even more how, she is just a young girl who hasn't been deeply involved in the world.

The running pace of the girl is getting slower and slower and slower.

I don’t know why, the more frightened, the more frightened, the heavier her eyelids become.

"So sleepy..."

"So sleepy..."

"Good terrifying..."

"They are The devil..."

"The devil..."

The girl suddenly fell on the side of the road.

Fell asleep.

……

……

Yi Lin walked to the edge of the town.

In the sky, outside the town, the entire world, it's all like being immersed in the fog of substance.

It is like this small town is completely isolated from the outside world because of this strange thick fog.

Yi Lin stared at the dense fog, but did not rush into the dense fog.

Judy once said that there is no tourist line in Greentown.

Then what happened to the bus when they came?

Yi Lin was silent.

I don’t know how long it has been.

The sky gradually dimmed.

He turned around and walked towards the way he came.

There was no one else on the road.

Yi Lin came to the square.

"en?"

Yi Lin then noticed that the old clock on the square also had a lucky Totem like a bat.

That Totem is called "Green".

It seems that the whole town revolves around "Green".

Green Town.

Green Totem.

The host named "Green".

Green Festival.

Their main mission...killing Green.

Who is Green?

Or is it just a name?

Then who should they kill during the mission?

Yi Lin lowered his head to think, and by the way, tossed the initial reminder of the task in his mind, not daring to omit something.

This initial task reminder seems to be more concise and clearer than ever.

At first glance, there is not much weirdness.

But because there is not much weirdness, it seems even more weird.

When thinking.

Yi Lin's eyes narrowed.

He extended the hand slowly, rubbing the old clock a few times.

"Is it an illusion? Or is this clock broken?"

Just now.

In the distance.

A young girl in a white dress stumbled towards this side.

all around There is no one, and the young girl who suddenly appeared in the distance looked very abrupt in Yi Lin's eyes.

It's like a bit of thick ink on a white paper, or a bit of blush on a little angel, it's hard for people not to notice.

Yi Lin raised his vigilance and stepped forward and found that the girl's footsteps were messy, her eyes were hollow, and her focus was lost.

"Uncle, Uncle, Uncle..."

Just when Yi Lin was about to step forward to find out.

Suddenly a familiar and unfamiliar voice came from my ear.

Hey.

Yi Lin reopened his eyes.

At the moment when he opened his eyes, Yi Lin's eyes were dazed, but they became clear soon.

Allen leaned over and timidly extended the hand before Yi Lin's eyes a few times: "Uncle, why...how did you fall asleep?"

"I fell asleep When?"

Yi Lin asked with a surprised expression.

"When Allen was drawing."

Painting?

Yi Lin feels like a memory fragment after a hangover at this moment.

According to normal, his spirit attribute is so high, this shouldn't happen.

Yi Lin tried his best to recall the incident.

He looked towards the painting on the desktop.

It's still a three-person line of painting with a single word, the big-headed mother and the small-headed son, and there is a faceless father beside them.

"By the way, Ellen, why do you say he is Green?"

Yi Lin pointed at the faceless man on the crayon drawing and asked calmly.

Alan thought for a while, originally he didn't want to say so much to the stranger in front of him.

But who made him appreciate Allen's paintings?

Anyone who knows how to appreciate Allen's paintings should not be a bad person.

Alan thought of this, loosened the crayons a bit, stretched his brows, and said, "Judy said, I don’t have a father. If there is, I can only be Green."

"Why Green?"

"Because Green is a symbol of luck. Everyone in the town knows Green."

"The Green you said is the one from the TV station? "

Allen shook his head: "It's not this Green, he is the fake Green."

"So, where is the real Green?"

" Allen doesn’t know."

Ellen shook his head again, he cautiously collected the painting, with a brilliant smile on his face: "When Judy comes back, let her take a look, Allen His painting has improved again."

Child, you might be disappointed.

Yi Lin said silently in his heart.

Putting the clues of the main task on a child, he really thinks too much.

However, he always feels something is wrong.

"Huh?"

Xing Fei just woke up and came downstairs.

After searching for a long time, he finally found Yi Lin familiarly in Judy’s room.

And Allen.

And the door is unlocked.

Xing Fei rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced at the painting on the desktop inadvertently, gave a thumbs up, and said casually: "Who painted this picture? These three vegetable seedlings painted it. Yes! Very vivid."

Vegetables, vegetable seedlings?

Yi Lin: "..."

Allen frowned and cried instantly.

Cry very loudly.

Xing Fei looked dumbfounded: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Yi Lin sighed and patted Xing Fei's shoulder: "I reasonably guess that you You must not be married yet...well, no, you must have never had a girlfriend."

Xing Fei hearing this, slightly startled: "How did you see it? Is it so obvious?"

Yi Lin shook his head and looked towards Xing Fei, with a pitiful look in your eyes, no more explanation.

It's finally night.

Judy has not returned yet.

Allen was tired from crying, but silently put away the painting that Xing Fei had complained about as "cai sprouts", simply ate some food, and fell asleep on the bed.

Until later, Xing Fei faintly understood the reason for Alan's cry.

Don’t blame him!

At this glance, it really looks like a seedling!

However, this is not the point.

They're here for cruel trials, and they didn't make a special trip to coax the children. If they cry, they will be fine.

Xing Fei held his breath, and did not dare to shout, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Yi Lin quietly looked out the window, waiting for the changes in the town.

According to Judy, during the seven days of the Green Festival, all sorts of strange things will happen at night.

No matter what weird thing is, it will happen after all.

Both of them are waiting.

Until, late at night.

Da, da, da, da, da.

In the quiet hotel, from somewhere in the hotel, weird footsteps sounded out of thin air.

In the hotel, Judy did not return from a night tour.

Allen fell asleep.

Yi Lin and Xing Fei are on the third floor.

There was no opening sound at the door.

And the sound of footsteps seemed to appear out of thin air. Inside the hotel, there was no sign. When they heard the footsteps appearing, the existence of the sound was already under their feet.

"Come!"

Xing Fei and Yi Lin looked at each other.

The two are not talking nonsense.

Yi Lin quietly pushed open the door, followed the direction of footsteps, and quietly went downstairs.

In the dark.

Xing Fei's eyes condensed and pointed to Judy's room.

Da, da, da.

The sound of footsteps suddenly stopped inside, motionless, and no more movement was caused.

Yi Lin lowered his head, turning his hands, the knife is already in his hand, and the significance is self-evident.

Xing Fei was also unambiguous. He didn't hide it, and put on the pure white gloves with texture on the back.

The two enter the house.

Yi Lin opened Like a Shadow Following the Body and completely melted into the darkness.

To completely let go of perception, Yi Lin quickly discovered the source of the footsteps and walked directly towards Allen's room stealth.

The moment Yi Lin passed by Xing Fei, Xing Fei was taken aback.

Obviously Yi Lin is right beside him, but Xing Fei came back to his senses until Yi Lin completely passed by. The feeling Yi Lin gave him at that moment was just like a ghost, almost imperceptible to its existence. Mark of.

Obviously, he has always known that Yi Lin is in the vicinity.

But Xing Fei unconsciously ignored the existence of Yi Lin.

"Good terrifying apostle on the agile side, turned out to be good at assassination? Good, so insidious."

Xing Fei silently speculated on Yi Lin's abilities.

Yi Lin moved softly and unscrewed Allen's door.

――There is no lock.

Xing Fei stuck his head from the crack in the door.

I saw a man beside Ai Lu's bed, with his back to the door and facing Alan, silently bowing his head.

Although it is just a figure from the back, it looks like a middle age person. He was wearing an old washed white floral shirt, loose brown trousers on the lower body, and a pair of old, decolorized but clean leather shoes on his feet.

Suddenly.

The man seemed to perceive the movement behind him.

He turned his head abruptly.

At the moment the man turned his head, Xing Fei opened the door with fright, his scalp was numb, and his back was cold. For a while, I was so scared that I was completely unable to move, as if being frozen in place, unable to move even a little bit.

"Heh."

Yi Lin laughed.

No wonder Xing Fei was so scared.

Because that man--

has no face!