Chapter 160

Blacka sat in the corner and took a deep breath to calm down.

He didn't accompany Bai Ling, he ran away.

Some kind of strange fear enveloped his heart, and he realized that no matter what kind of relationship he had with her before, he was just a non-existent guy now. Everyone only remembered his name, and he himself only remembered his own name.

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How dare he stay alone in Ghost's room? She was defenseless against him, but even Blacka wasn't sure whether she would suddenly turn into an elusive demon - after all, she didn't look like one at all.

A good person, right? Xin also said that people who are looked at by him will not feel comfortable. He is like a monster in the forest, just looking at others will make them uneasy.

"That, thank you."

Blacka was stunned, turned his head, and looked at a full fruit basket. He followed the hand holding the fruit basket and saw the girl who turned her head away was trembling slightly.

This guy is afraid of himself. For some reason, Blacka feels that fear is the name of the smell. He can smell this uneasiness, which is very uneasy.

Well, if you are really afraid of yourself, you can consider staying away. Blacka has also consciously avoided this girl named Ailan in the past few days to prevent herself from causing too much trouble to her.

"Um, what is this?" Blacka took the fruit basket and asked a little confused.

"You should be the one who saved me." Alan scratched his face, and then said: "When I escaped before, someone rescued me from the Adventurers Association - like others, I care about you

My memory has been cut out, I think it was you who saved me. Well, that must be the case."

Blacka was silent for a long time, then took an apple from the fruit basket and stuffed it into his mouth. He didn't know what to say, so he could only eat something to make himself less awkward.

Maybe he was a good person before, he thought silently, after all, he would help such a child. He shouldn't be a bad person, right?

"I wish I had helped you." Blacka held the apple in his hand and whispered, "I wish I would have been such a good person."

Ailan was stunned for a moment, then looked very happy and smiled.

Blacka looked at her smile and had no choice but to smile helplessly.

This guy was inexplicable, as if he made her feel at ease. The tense atmosphere that had been inexplicably resolved. Blacka looked at this guy's embarrassed look and felt that her guard against him was reduced.

With everything so peaceful, Blacka was about to say something more, but then he was stunned. Now he was the one who was afraid.

Because inexplicably, at that moment, he suddenly had the urge to raise his hand and break this guy's neck...

This morbid and unexplained thought made Blacka feel sincerely afraid, and even his breathing was a little unsmooth. He stood up, left Alan as if fleeing, and then shrank himself in the room.

The room next to him is a storage room, to be precise, a storage room for storing transaction value.

Lilith knew that trading with the guardians in the black forest required human flesh and blood, so she prepared enough value in advance. These things tend to smell, so in the jars here, each one is filled with antiseptic liquid.

Corpse.

This is the most uncomfortable room in the entire coffin, but Blacka is now huddled in it, covering her head and shaking slightly.

No, something is wrong with me.

He thought like this, why did he have such thoughts? Maybe he was really like what the sick rat said, and he had always had a devil in his heart.

Blacka slowly calmed down for a long time. He looked at the room filled with corpses in front of him, and his expression became more and more ferocious. He took an ancient dagger from the table next to him and pierced the front end into his chest.

"Come out, if I don't feel you within ten seconds, then don't even think about using me as a carrier." Blacka grinned her teeth in pain, but she still pushed the dagger near her chest without hesitation.

If he can't talk directly to this guy hiding in his body, then he will leave this group of people tomorrow. Blacka silently made up his mind. Although he has lost his memory, these people are his companions.

There is no doubt about it.

How bad of a person can he be to implicate these people when he is not even sure whether he is lodged by a demon? The sick rat is here solely for him, and the rest are all excuses. That guy is waiting for someone in his body.

Something, or something leaked out on its own.

Blacka didn't want to hide it. He became more and more convinced that no one in the world hated him more than him. Even if he forgot his past, various instincts made him subconsciously feel disgusted with himself.

Every second he advanced the progress of the dagger in his body, until ten seconds later, the entire dagger was inserted. He gritted his teeth and twisted the dagger in his chest, and then cut off the still beating heart horizontally.

But until the dagger came out of the body, nothing strange happened. Instead, Blacka himself lost strength due to pain. He slowly fell to his knees, his body twitching due to excessive pain.

It hurts so much, he thought, and blood-red tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. He scratched the wound like crazy, because in just such a moment, the wound had begun to slowly recover.

Why.

Blacka thought this way, and he realized something was wrong. He suddenly realized that he was incredibly stupid.

He didn't have the option of dying alone. His body was so tough at the moment that even the goblin couldn't kill him completely with nails. Even the sick rat couldn't kill him directly, it could only seal off his movement and anger.

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Blacka reached out and pulled out the heart that had been glued together from his chest. He looked at the broken blood after leaving the body, like a blood-red spider entrenched in his hand. He stopped feeling disgusted.

He couldn't help but want to vomit, but his esophagus had been severed just now, and he could only vomit out bright red blood.

He threw the disgusting heart to the ground and watched helplessly as the heart still crawled towards him without giving up. The thing seemed to have become conscious, and even the blood stopped flowing out after leaving the body. The new skin bag had been sealed, Blacka saw

What you can see with the naked eye turns into the heart of another creature in front of you, vomiting blood.

That heart didn't plan to come back, because now a new one grew in his chest. But it still didn't give up the hope of survival after being separated from the body, so it twisted and deformed, and new flesh and blood was pulled out with it as the center.

Blacka watched helplessly as this thing turned into a strange monster, and even grew dark eyes.

Blacka looked into that thing's eyes and was honestly frightened.

The door was knocked open, and the dagger thrown out skewered the heart on the ground. When Fan entered the door, the thing had turned into some kind of indescribable monster. He was so disgusted that he didn't even think about asking what it was before he struck it.

kill.

"What's going on?" Fan looked at Blacka, who was huddled in the corner. His upper body was in ragged clothes, and his clothes were covered in blood. But there wasn't even a single wound on his exposed skin.

"What do you look like to me?" Blacka looked up at Fan, his pupils were lifeless, and even his voice was trembling slightly.

Fan was surprised when he looked at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Because just now, from Ai Lan's perspective, it was him who suddenly rushed into the next room. Through the door, she could only hear the blood from the wounds and the sound of the body being cut. She was frightened and hurriedly found Fan.

Thinking he was an enemy, Fan entered the door ready to fight. But he was asked such an unclear question. He was a little confused, but he still answered:

"Like a strange human being." He said: "I advise you to change into new clothes quickly. If you do this, it will make people think that I have done something bad to you."

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The sick mouse turned the hourglass in her hand over, then looked at the book open in front of her, and casually wrote a few strokes on the parchment with a pen before stopping. She tilted her head, listening to the movement outside and sighed helplessly.

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"This, this, and then this?" She muttered casually, finished what she was doing, and stuck the parchment in her hand on the door.

In an instant, the entire room was sealed by a strange barrier. She pinched her waist with satisfaction and watched as the barrier she learned opened up in a decent manner.

"Isn't this good?" she said, looking at the teddy bear on the table who didn't know when it opened its eyes, and then said: "I have made a barrier, don't worry, those humans will not eavesdrop on our conversation.

of."

"This is for their own good. If you hear something you shouldn't hear, you will be silenced." The teddy bear made a speaking voice and then said: "So? Where did you go? If you don't return to the black forest where it was sealed,

The punishment should fall on my head."

"Ahem, I'm sorry, I am now...I don't know where I am. The black forest is so big. I only know that it is surrounded by trees and there are no directional landmarks." She hesitated.

After a moment, he said: "How many days do I have to travel?"

"You can use this incident as an excuse for up to fourteen days, and there are still seven days left." The pig's voice sounded: "So? Why don't you want to go back?"

"I encountered a very interesting thing." The sick mouse said: "It may be related to the devil."

"Related to the devil? What?" Thieving Pig frowned, and then said: "Be more detailed."

"Blaika, do you know her?"

"Blaika? The name is familiar, but the rest is unclear." The pig paused: "It looks like a human name."

"Yes, I found that everyone knows this guy's name. And without exception, everyone no longer remembers any other specific things about that guy." The sick mouse said softly: "You can try to find someone else.

, if my guess is correct, everyone’s memory of that guy should have disappeared.”

There was a long silence, and then he said: "Maybe the original field has been defeated?"

"This is also a possibility, but the greater possibility is that it is related to the devil." The sick mouse said: "And the thing about the original field is a bit exaggerated. How can there be something that affects such a large area? This concept is also

It must be under the blessing of a demon or a guardian to achieve such an influence."

"Yeah, I haven't even heard of us being affected. How long do you need?"

"How long? I plan to follow him for a while, and then leave after confirming that there is really no big problem with that guy." The sick mouse said: "The goblin needs some rest now, and the black forest is not stable."

"Yeah, that guy Dong ran away, and I couldn't force it into the seal again. That thing is very trouble-making." Thief Pig said: "Don't tell the goblin about this yet, that guy is too aggressive, and I don't want to fight with him.

She's involved in this kind of thing."

"Then how long can my free time be extended?"

"Four weeks at most."

"More than a month? I love you!" The sick rat cheered: "Oh, by the way. Help me inform Anthony that that guy should be with the undead now. Let him come and lie down with the vampires."

"Huh? Can't you do this kind of thing yourself?" Thief Pig was a little dissatisfied with the trouble this guy had caused to him.

"That guy is very keen. If I contact him directly with my spiritual power, it is likely to make it alert." The sick mouse said: "It is already very dangerous to contact you now. I buried my spiritual power more than a hundred meters underground before passing through.
To be continued...