"I probably know why we can't get out."

Qin Wenyu said.

He looked at the dark blue ice cubes around him and said, "It's not these ice stones that trap us, but memories."

"Come here."

Qin Wenyu expressed his guess.

Although he could not understand why the Asmod banquet used such a strange method, which was completely different from the previous banquet. It was not like a game just to make them die, but more like a test.

"Digging out the buried memories in my heart?" After Wangyue Yisheng said such words, she felt bored and smiled softly: "Are you choosing the heirs for the banquet?"

However, there is no other way now.

Qin Wenyu wiped the bleeding from the nose and said, "The impact of memory is very strong, be careful."

As he said that, he wanted to touch the ice wall again.

Yibuki Yuxian looked at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

She felt that Qin Wenyu's situation was a bit strange. He cared too much about these ice stones, or... he cared too much about the memories he was hidden from the ice stones.

Not only her, but also Makoto Yisheng and Tamaki Ichi also saw this, but they had no position and were not interested in caring about Qin Wenyu.

Moreover, although they did not understand the reason for Asmod's Banquet doing this, they also agreed to try it out.

After all, they have no other choice now.

Wangyue turned around and looked at herself in the ice stone with disgust.

He clenched his fist with his right hand, stared at the ice stone, and punched him up with a sudden punch.

The ice made a slight noise, but there was no trace of fragmentation.

However, when Wang Yue Yisheng's fist touched the ice surface, a little light suddenly appeared in his mind.

One, two, three, like lights, lit up the dark corner of his heart.

Intuitively, Wang Yue was extremely disgusted with these lights throughout her life.

But he could not escape his consciousness, and his whole body was completely immersed in the memory world in the ice. The scenes in his memory also appeared clearly under the illumination of the gradually lit lights, slowly uncovering the black curtain that had dusted his memory.

That's...mother.

Wangyue looked at the woman dressed in dignifiedly and kneeling at the tea table.

Even if she couldn't see her face clearly, she was still so elegant and charming.

Yes, mother.

The moment Wang Yue saw her in the memory scene in her life.

She seemed to feel something, and turned her head to look at him.

He and her eyes suddenly met, but she seemed to be unable to see him and turned her head in confusion.

Wang Yue Yisheng opened her mouth, and suddenly, a sound of footsteps rang out.

Wangyue felt nervous throughout her life, and he finally realized something.

A strong fear and eagerness cleared away from the depths of his soul, and he rushed over frantically, trying to pull the woman.

"Hide quickly, don't go out!"

He remembered it.

All the memories of Wangyue’s life have come back.

The memories he doesn't want to remember.

Those... about childhood, about mother's memories.

It was a rainy night, my father was not at home, and he and his mother were the only ones in the huge courtyard.

The rain was not heavy. Under the dim light, the raindrops looked white and gray, slender and dense, and gently hit the roof, as if it was just a simple spring night rain.

A young mother waiting for her husband, a child who had already fallen asleep, was wet with the sound of rain.

Wang Yue's eyes were getting more and more ferocious. His memories and light spots in his brain became more and more, like fireflies flowing all over the sky. He was shocked to see the face that he could never forget in his lifetime from those light spots.

The fine raindrops fell on the roof.

"Dear, is it you?"

My mother's gentle voice woke up Wangyue, who was not sleeping deeply, all her life.

He heard the footsteps in the courtyard.

That sound wasn't clean.

It's sticky and eager.

"call"

A gust of wind and rain hit the door, and it seemed that it suddenly became much darker around it, and my mother's voice was a little scared.

"Please...who are you?"

The owner of the footsteps did not answer, but a fierce struggle sounded.

Wangyue woke up completely throughout her life.

He opened the door eagerly and rushed towards his mother's room. The door was not closed, and he saw what was happening inside the room at a glance.

My mother's clothes had been torn apart, and even her hair was torn off. Her face, which should have been white and gentle, was full of fear and blood at this moment.

The wet night wind blew in, and the sandalwood prepared by my mother for her father drifted everywhere, and the dark shadow cast by the tall stranger was shaking under the dim light.

There was silence in the room.

"No...no...no!"

Looking at the moon for a lifetime, my eyes are about to break.

He roared wildly, trying to pull the person in his memory.

But he couldn't hold it.

His hands penetrated through his mother's body, like a layer of clouds.

He is a smart person. How could he not know that everything in front of him is just about the reenactment of memory, but he could not accept it... nor could he watch the past happen again.

"No...no, hide, hide quickly!"

Wang Yue's eyes swept around, the table, chair, and the lamp on his head. He tried to shake and destroy everything, but... he couldn't touch anything.

He could not stop things from happening.

If everything happens again in memory, then... the mother will still die tonight, and it is the most shameful and painful way to die.

Can't……

There must be a way.

Since it is a memory reenactment, it is not just as simple as letting me recall the past. This is indeed a past that I don’t want to recall, but it doesn’t make me crazy. I have killed the mad dog and sacrificed my mother with his dirty flesh and blood. I will not be defeated by the illusory reenactment scene.

Can……

Wangyue took a deep breath, and he watched his mother go over and pick up the umbrella and walk outside the courtyard.

Next, the mother would ask who was outside the door, and the bastard would answer that she was a homeless person and just wanted to borrow an eaves to hide from the rain.

However, the tragedy happened.

So to this day, Wang Yue never believes that good people will be rewarded in his life, nor does he believe in nonsense like there are gods who are raised three feet tall.

All good and evil, all hatred are just tug-of-war between human nature.

There is no God's interference, nor the temptation of ghosts!

Even everything in the banquet, in Wangyue's life, was just a wanton and arrogant attitude that distorted human nature.

Even when he is in a banquet, he does not believe in ghosts and gods, he only believes in human nature.

And... it is the evil human nature.

To stop my mother from going out, open the door for that person.

The wind is blowing.

Wangyue could feel the chill throughout her life, and this chill was more like a springing from his heart.

But from the corner of his eyes, he saw something that made him happy.

That's it, can I actually influence this thing?

His eyes fell on the sandalwood on the table.

The wisps of white smoke that were disturbed by the evening breeze could be influenced by him.

So……
Chapter completed!