Invade the World

  Chapter 170 She who won't be jealous

  Zhu Qingyue smiled and watched the boy leave her, walked onto the promenade, and drifted away in her own field of vision.

  She knew that the other party was looking for information.

  Xiang Yang, he might have found some clues—some clues that can be triggered through his psychic ability, so he made a bet with himself confidently.

  Zhu Qingyue found it very interesting. As Xiang Yang said, it was like the two of them were learning to compete. It was indeed a good proposal, so she readily agreed.

  Of course, regardless of the process, victory will ultimately belong to her...

  ...

…Kidding.

  Is this kind of thing really interesting?

  When Xu Xiangyang left the corridor, the smile on the girl's face slowly disappeared, and finally she became expressionless.

  —Unpleasant, unpleasant.

  In fact, on the contrary, her mood became abnormally boring, a kind of irritability that she could not even explain the reason.

  Zhu Qingyue lowered her head and stared at her palm.

  Ruyu’s palm has delicate lines, and ten slender fingers emit a gleam in the dim light.

  As long as this finger moves lightly, you can bring Xiangyang back to yourself in one breath—

  However, since an agreement has been made, one cannot fail to keep promises.

  She knew very well that her actions had already made Xu Xiangyang uncomfortable.

  Fortunately, the boy kindly thought that this was a character running-in issue between friends. As long as a consensus was reached, the result would not affect their relationship, so this competition was held.

   But if she continues to do it arbitrarily, Xiang Yang might really choose to leave himself...

  That’s why she agreed to this condition.

  It doesn’t matter whether the bet is fair or not.

  "As long as I can win, isn’t it all right?"

  Zhu Qingyue thought, and decided to ignore it.

  However, her mood has not improved.

  Such a bored and depressed mood, you need to find someone to vent.

  Just in time, Zhu Qingyue has a very suitable target, and by the way, she can also ask for information from the other party, so she doesn't have to worry about losing.

   "There is no need to specifically find a way to leave."

  The smile that emerged from the corner of the squad leader’s mouth unknowingly looked a little cold.

  "—As long as this haunted house is completely destroyed, Xiangyang and I will naturally be able to go out."

  *

  Passing through the corridors one after another, Zhu Qingyue returned to the lobby again.

  Song Deshou seems to have completely abandoned the idea of ​​blocking their path with changes in internal space, and the distance has returned to normal.

  This living room at the front entrance of the haunted house is quiet and empty...The main reason is that Xiangyang has not been seen. It seems that the clue he found is not in this place.

  That’s good.

  Next, she will behave a little bit domineering, the girl does not want her good friend to see her bad and bad side.

  If it is said that punishing or even killing a bad person can get the two of them out of the haunted house, Xiang Yang will not object;

   However, it is another matter to abuse others just to vent their boredom. This kind of unnecessary violence, a good boy like him, will definitely feel uncomfortable seeing it.

  Zhu Qingyue stretched out her palm, an invisible silk thread radiated from her fingertips, and the other end of the thread was the life of another person.

  The sharp silk thread locked this person's neck like a shackle, and just a slight movement of the finger can cut the guy's throat.

  The girl can vaguely perceive that the distance between the other party is very far, so far that it is hard to imagine that the two are in the same room; and from the perspective of the direction, Song Yao should be buried deep underground at this moment.

  In order to protect his grandson, Song Deshou has taken great pains and has exhausted all his strength.

  Unfortunately, this distance does not make any sense to her.

   "Get me up!"

  Zhu Qingyue's fingers squeezed into a fist.

  As long as her thread is wrapped around the target, it cannot be cut off. For the victim, it is a bond that can never be broken away.

A series of muffled noises came from the distant ground. From far to near, Song Yao's body was flying to the ground involuntarily under the traction of silk threads. The layers of floors couldn't stop him, and the human body was exhausted all the way. The smashed echo.

  If this continues, Song Yao, who was caught up, is afraid that he will be knocked into a fool...No, when he does come up, maybe it will be a bloody, inhuman corpse.

  However, the sound disappeared quickly.

Song Deshou was obviously aware of the same thing. It could not resist the squad leader's ability, so he had to use his ability to control the haunted house to remove all the architectural obstacles on the way from the ground to the ground to prevent his grandson from being killed or killed. Become a waste...

  Even so, it took a long time for those who flew up from the ground to reach the end.

  The wooden floor on the first floor of the living room automatically broke a big hole like an open mouth, and Song Yao's figure flew out of it and fell to the ground like a dead fish.

With a **** head, he lay down on his face in embarrassment, silently motionless, like a corpse; after a while, he reluctantly sat up with the stairs as a support. After turning over, he met Zhu Qingyue who was sitting on the ground. Looking at each other.

   "Finally, you are willing to come out. If you can get out of the mouse hole earlier, you won't have to suffer."

  Zhu Qingyue smiled slightly.

  Unexpectedly, Song Yao was not angry in the face of the girl's domineering behavior, did not yell at her, did not mock her, and did not beg for mercy.

  In his eyes, there is no anger...or pleading because of the humiliation just like being kicked around like a ball.

  Song Yao just sat there, looking at her quietly, with a calm expression and no happiness or anger.

  This is... After being squeezed by me, I realized that I became a Buddha?

  The squad leader thought. Of course, she was not interested in this guy's mentality, and asked with a smile:

   "What's wrong, Song Yao, are you not going to continue struggling?"

"I've tried it once." The other party sighed slightly and replied, "As a result, I am not your opponent at all. Even Grandpa can only rely on this house to force you to be trapped here. "

   "I made a mistake. I didn't expect that you and the people who broke into this house before are not at the same level. They seem to be professionals with many battles, but they are no better than a female high school student..."

   "Cough...cough cough."

  Song Yao covered his mouth, not knowing whether it was because of dust or blood clogging in his throat. After coughing several times, his face slowly showed a smile.

   "This world has never been fair, right?"

  The smile on Zhu Qingyue's face is as usual.

  "If you talk to me about these silly nonsense, I will throw you down and bump you back and forth. You know why I dragged you out of the mouse hole."

   "Yes, I know, you want to leave this house..."

  "It's me and him, me and Xiangyang." The girl corrected, "If you tell the truth, I can leave you alone and your grandfather."

After a moment of silence, Song Yao nodded.

  "I know, I will say, it doesn’t make sense to stay in a stalemate like this, but before that, monitor...Zhu Qingyue, I think I have something very important to say. It’s what I wanted to say in the past but didn’t say to you..."

  "If it's a confession, please don't open your mouth. I only want to hear a boy's confession from one person, and I have heard it now."

  Song Yao's face paled slightly, but he insisted on speaking.

   "I like you, from the beginning of the meeting, don't you want to know the reason?"

   "Boys who like me have been standing in line since elementary school..."

  Zhu Qingyue held her forehead a little speechlessly. She thought that the other party was no longer obsessed with her, but she didn't expect to still be passionate.

   "There is no shortage of you."

   "I think... we are very similar."

  Song Yao didn’t notice the expression of the squad leader, he didn’t even look at her, he just said it alone.

"I can tell at a glance that you and I are the same kind of people. If I guess right, your family atmosphere is probably not very good. Either the relationship between your parents is very tense, or the parent-child relationship... In short, it has been since childhood. Type of lack of love."

  Zhu Qingyue raised her eyebrows lightly, but did not respond.

   "What about my parents, the two of them have never been arguing ever since when I remembered when I was a child."

  The boy lowered his head and stared at the floor in front of him, as if he had fallen into a long memory.

"Cold violence, insults, and even fights, every night I have to toss and turn in bed for a long time to fall asleep, because the sound from their bedroom is really noisy; I have to remember to buy dishes every week, otherwise at home I don’t even have a place to serve cooked food. I’m in such an environment..."

  He pointed to the ceiling and then to the feet.

  "In this house, after spending my childhood, I slowly grew into a mediocre, humble person."

   "Until one day, the day I graduated from elementary school... they all died."

  Song Yao raised his head and asked with a smile.

  "Because I have nothing to talk about, this is almost the entire summary of my past life. Monitor, what do you think after listening?"

   "Hmm...probably quite pitiful?"

  Zhu Qingyue thought for a while, then replied.

"But unfortunately, you are a scumbag who is not worthy of sympathy. You killed more than one. To be pitiful, Guo Zixuan, who had lived in a single-parent family since he was a child, was in misfortune like that, and he worked so hard to raise his son alone. , The reward was the cold body of his child after hanging up..."

  The girl's eyes became extremely cold.

   "Since I visited Guo Zixuan's mother, your life has become worthless."

  She seemed to be impatient, and once again raised her hand and pointed it at the boy sitting on the ground.

  But Song Yao was not afraid. His eyes had been staring at her face unblinkingly, but now he laughed again, suddenly smiling.

   "Zhu Qingyue, you and I... really look alike."

  "..."

"If you don't care about my life and death, why would you care about Guo Zixuan's affairs? In your eyes, the monitor, he and I are actually the same kind of people, just like the other boys in the class... No, all students and teachers are the same , Are objects that are not worthy of attention at all. Am I wrong?"

  Probably because he was afraid that Zhu Qingyue would turn his face in the middle, he speeded up his speech and said:

   "So, you are lying, you are in a bad mood now, and even want to kill me, it has nothing to do with other people—"

   "I have been listening to the conversation between you two all the time. The guy named Xu Xiangyang who entered this house with you, I know he has other girls who have a good relationship, but now you two choose to part ways again..."

   "That's why I said, you are the same as me."

  Song Yao was still talking while shaking his head and sighing, even with pity in his eyes.

  And Zhu Qingyue is indifferent to his words.

   "Stupid provocation. The relationship between the three of us is beyond your imagination."

   "I haven't even seen that girl, how can I go...Um!"

  Song Yao got stuck just halfway through what she said. There were sharp strangle marks on her neck, and the marks deepened much faster than before, which shows that the girl's heart is bored with him.

   "Nonsense. Tell me, how do I get out of here, no, how do I make this house disappear?"

   "Heh...hehe...if...if I say it, doesn’t it mean digging my own grave..."

   "If you don't say it, you have to die now."

  Zhu Qingyue said indifferently, her fingers applied force again.

   "Your grandfather will follow him in ashes."

   "Wait...wait a minute!"

Perhaps it was because he almost died once. This time, Song Yao acted very calmly, as if he was out of his life and death, and even dared to speak out to provoke the class leader; but when he really faced a little bit of crushing his neck. In the face of severe pain and fear of death, the boy still couldn't help being haunted by his survival instinct, begging for mercy with tears and nose.

  *

  Zhu Qingyue walked back quickly.

   As she expected, Song Yao finally honestly explained everything she knew.

  In short, if you want to eliminate the haunted house, you must get rid of the core of the haunted house—that is, Song Deshou.

  This is not hard to think of. The key is that Song Deshou is now integrated with the haunted house and it is difficult to be killed.

  Xu Xiangyang’s idea of ​​“to force it out by defeating its subordinates” is correct in the general direction, but it deviates only because of the lack of important information.

  —It turns out that from the very beginning of the haunted house, more than one dead person, Song Deshou, was transformed into an evil spirit.

  The victims of the group of psychic teams were deliberately transformed by Song Deshou as thugs. Even if they are all dead, it is not painful to him and the haunted house;

  However, after the haunted house phenomenon at No.41 Anning Street was first eroded, the position of the deceased who was transformed into an evil spirit at the same time as Song Deshou and existed in this house was quite different.

  This evil spirit is called "node", and it is also an important force supporting this haunted house.

  And the identity of the evil spirit before his death speaks for itself:

   "...is Song Yao's mother."

  The female ghost in pajamas who is not a member of the psychic team is exactly what she is looking for.

   "Kill her, then force Song Deshou out and destroy this house. Everything is easy."

  In this way, she and Xiang Yang can both go back, return to the normal world, and return to the place where her mother, the people she knows, and her other good friend are.

  Just wait for it to go back...

  Zhu Qingyue tightens her lips.

  —After going back, she and Xu Xiangyang can still maintain the present kind of intimacy. Is it because they happened to be locked in a haunted house, so that the close relationship grew by leaps and bounds?

  Xiang Yang, he still wants to confess to Xingjie. If nothing else, the two will become lovers.

  Now Zhu Qingyue suddenly realized that, not to mention being repelled and alienated by the two of them, even if the relationship between the three of them continues to maintain the status quo after returning, she may find it difficult to satisfy her.

  What she wants is Xu Xiangyang's "just being together is not enough", it is incomparable to the shallow and vulgar relationship such as love or friendship, a kind of emotion that is more transcendent, stronger and indestructible.

  Zhu Qingyue has confidence in whether she can build all of this, but if she really wants to realize this relationship, does it mean that she has to make sacrifices, make choices, make concessions in the process, and...

  "Let go" at this moment?

  Gradually, she seemed to be able to see the thought entangled deep in her heart—

  Human desire is a bottomless pit. This is not terrible, because as long as you close the lid and don't look at it, it's okay.

  Girls know how different they are.

  The desire surging deep in her heart is not a gully that needs to be filled, but a monster that will never be satisfied.

  ...

  —"I think you are jealous."

—"I really like you, Xiangyang, like I like Xingjie. But I know that this is not the same as being in love. I hope you are with Xingjie. This is what I really think. I will not envy."

  She thought, this is for Xiangyang, Xingjie, and the future of the three of us, so she won't have other ideas.

  Absolutely not.

  ...

  ...

  Absolutely not...?

  (End of this chapter)