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to kill him...

He can't stay here, he has to go!

Bai Laosan got up in a panic with his hands and feet like crazy, staggered and ran to the off-road vehicle that had already driven out, screaming: "You can't go! Lao Yang, Lao Yang, take me with you!"

"Lao Yang, we are brothers, you can't treat me like this, Lao Yang—!"

On the contrary, the off-road vehicle accelerated its speed, pressed through the thick snow, and soon drove far away.

Chi Yiyin watched from the rearview mirror that the figure of Bai Laosan gradually shrank, and finally turned into a black spot, no matter how hard to see, but he didn't feel happy in his heart, only profiled and speculated about Gu Xichao.

Adults are still unable to leave this snow field with their legs, but Gu Xichao, who is only nine years old, has managed to do so.

What kind of pain and hatred did he harbor back then...

Every word written by the traffic reporter seemed to reappear in front of Chi Yiyin's eyes, replaying the scene for him.

He pursed his lips, his heart sank heavily.

The traffic recorder's records on the Gu family's affairs back then only ended up sending Gu Xichao to the church, so Chi Yiyin only read there.

But what the traffic recorder knows is not all there is to it.

After he left, little Gu Xichao leaned against the beautiful carved door of the church, but he had a high fever and felt that death was approaching him. He knew that he should die, just like his brothers and sisters.

It's just that he is not reconciled, he still wants to avenge his family, and all the crimes he has seen and felt.

Whether it's the townspeople who stand by and do nothing to save them, or the lying hotel owner and his wife, the dereliction of the detective detective, and the murderers who killed his whole family.

Gu Xichao wanted to make those people feel the same pain as himself.

Just as he was thinking vaguely, in the colorful light and shadow cast by the church window, a slender figure walked slowly with clear footsteps.

The figure stood still in front of Gu Xichao. When Gu Xichao looked up laboriously, he felt in a daze that he saw the legendary god.

The man chuckled, his voice was like mellow wine brewed from honey, a miracle of mercy bestowed by the gods.

Do you want to live? Want to avenge your family and yourself?

he asks.

Gu Xichao nodded with difficulty but firmly, saying that even if his soul and body were burned to ashes, he still wanted those people to experience the pain like his family.

The soul that is about to die burns fearlessly, and the hymns are sung from the church, but the brightest light is outside the church.

The man smiled slowly, and the waves in the golden brown eyes were flowing, and the brilliance was infinite.

He stretched out his hand to that little Gu Xichao.

—I heard you scolding the gods and asking why they refused to send gods to punish the world.

So, I stand here and give you a chance to restart, it just depends on yourself, whether you are willing to seize it or not. And if so, how would you... use it.

Li Sijun looked sideways at the snow field that was sliding quickly outside the car window. The cold wind was howling, and there was no trace of gray and black for thousands of miles, as if the purest place in the world, without any evil.

After a while, he looked back indifferently.

But when he touched Chi Yiyin's profile, he laughed again.

"Are you trying to stop Gu Xichao? Let him let go of his hatred and forgive his enemies?"

There was obviously a smile in Li Sijun's voice, but his voice was extremely cold and deep, as if the wind blowing through the snowy field was biting with ice and snow.

Chi Yiyin raised his eyelashes and glanced at Li Sijun.

"Do not."

He said calmly, "I'm going to die."

Li Sijun slowly opened his eyes wide, he did not expect to get such an unexpected answer.

Chi Yiyin laughed instead: "I don't seem to have ever said that I am a good person? Why do you think that I will persuade Gu Xichao to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right away? But, you don't have to worry."

His voice was gentle and soft, like a cloud: "As long as you don't offend me, I won't do anything to you. The only person you can see is the good Chi Yiyin. But if someone offends me, such as someone named Li Sijun's..."

Chi Yiyin smiled: "I'd like to send him to die—such as now."

Li Sijun was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and laughed heartily.

That's not laughing when you hear a joke and think it's ridiculous.

On the contrary, he believed that what Chi Yiyin said was true, but it was precisely because of this that he felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

"I seem to have forgotten to say."

Li Sijun's voice was as mellow as fine wine: "I like...firm people."

Regardless of that firmness, whether it is for good or for evil. Or is it the chaos between good and evil, just to take back the plundered justice with his own hands.

That's better than cowardly crying and running away.

Li Sijun tilted his head, looked at Chi Yiyin with his head supported on one hand, his eyes were full of admiration.

【Did you see it? His soul shone with a beauty I had never seen, and not even the sonnets could describe his beauty. 】

He faintly proudly sighed: [Look! This is a miracle, not a "miracle" fabricated under the crown of power, nor a "miracle" of lies to do evil in the name of God, but a real miracle that belongs to God. 】

Chi Yiyin, Chi Yiyin...

Li Sijun's golden brown eyes were shockingly bright.

But the system: […]

It keeps silent, wishing it was in the recycle bin instead of here.

Even the longest hymn the system has ever heard is better than the current suffering.

System: Blame me, I should have killed Chi Yiyin on the first day to prevent him from seeing Chi Yiyin. I really am incompetent, otherwise I wouldn't be suffering like this now...

This is God's punishment!

And in the snow-capped mountains, Father Ye and the others stopped on the platform, preparing to take a short break.

The snow-capped mountains are majestic and deep, and no one has ever been able to fully explore them.

Even Dad Ye and others who hunted and collected herbs in the Lianping Snow Mountain for a living all the year round did not dare to underestimate the power of the snow mountain. They could only save their energy and recharge their batteries to the maximum extent before entering the mountain, so as to ensure a safe exit from the mountain. .

This platform is located in the lee, surrounded by mountain walls and flat mountains, it is the best place to rest and eat, and some campers once set up tents here to enjoy the snow scenery.

And now, Father also found a rock and sat down, ready to take a breather and eat something before leaving.

Everyone else agreed as well.

Only the rock and roll man silently passed the crowd and continued to climb up the mountain.

The others were stunned: "Are you crazy? What are you doing?"

The rock man didn't stop, but continued to grit his teeth, stepping away from the crowd step by step.

"I'm not the same as you, don't compare me with you."

He glanced coldly at Father Ye and the others below: "Don't worry, I didn't come here for the medicine, I did it."

He paused before continuing: "Take his body away."

Father Ye frowned, but he didn't mean to stop the rock boy, he just sneered disdainfully and waved to the others: "Let him go! We have nothing to do with dying in the mountains."

"only…"

Ye Lao asked suspiciously, "Whose body is he taking away?"

The others shook their heads blankly: "Could it be that it's the family surnamed Gu?"

"Probably not, the family surnamed Gu, we threw the body into the ice ditch a long time ago, and now we can't even find it ourselves."

"Whose is that?"

In a place where no one can hear, the sound of plot deviation kept ringing in the rock man's ears. His eyes were covered with blood, and he began to be in a trance and couldn't see the snow-capped mountains clearly. He almost slipped and couldn't stand still. But he still swallowed the blood in his throat abruptly, making up his mind that as long as he didn't die, he would never stop.

Gu Xichao raised his head and looked at the back of the rock man with a sigh.

"Even if it's a corpse, he wants to help him."

He chuckled: "It's much, much better than seeing death and not being saved."

The moment Gu Xichao's voice fell, the system's notification sound disappeared invisible.

The rock man took a breath, and was shocked to find that everything had returned to normal before his eyes.

He looked back suspiciously, only to find that there was an extra figure on the mountain platform.

"Mr. Gu? Why are you here?"

Father Ye was shocked, but after seeing Gu Xichao's thin and calm attire, he became wary: "How did you get here?"

The others also stood up vigilantly, and slowly approached Gu Xichao with their weapons in hand, surrounding him.

Gu Xichao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, lowered his head, looked away, and looked at Ye Lao and the others with a smile, without any fear.

"Of course I want to come here. I have prepared such a wonderful play for so long. I can't regret to miss it."

Gu Xichao smiled elegantly, and asked, "Perhaps, would you like to tell me again, where did you hide the bodies of the Gu family after you killed them?"

His expression showed a moment of pain: "I almost searched the entire snow mountain, but I couldn't find them..."

Father Ye was shocked, and immediately realized something: "Could it be that you are the Gu family from back then?"

"Impossible! We must have killed their whole family..."

The old man's words stopped abruptly, and his eyes became dangerous: "No, there is one left. There was a boy in the Gu family back then. When the body was thrown away, his body was not found."

"Are you a kid from the Gu family?"

Gu Xichao smiled and nodded slightly: "Let me introduce again, I am Gu Xichao."

"The one who died tragically in the snow mountain... Gu of the Gu family."