This is a place very close to the crack in the ghost world. A gray lantern emits a light that eclipses everything around it. It reflects a dark street on the seabed full of ghosts. Everything on this street has lost its color. Everything

They are composed of three colors: black, white and gray.

There are five or six houses on the street, but except for the gray light shining through the windows of the middle house, the other houses can only be seen as vague dark outlines.

"Hahaha~"

The children's laughter suddenly came from the house in the middle, echoing in the street, and it was a little permeable.

In the room, Liu Yufeng was sitting on a worn-out sofa with dull eyes. In front of him was a small black-and-white screen. On the screen, a group of children were half-joking, half-seriously pushing another child to the rooftop...

"You are a monster."

"You scared away all the uncles and aunts who wanted to adopt us."

"You are a bad boy, you will scare others to tears!"

"We don't want to play with you!"

"I do not want to see you."

"I don't want to be with you."

Every time the children said something, they pushed forward, gradually pushing a child with his head down to the edge of the rooftop.

"I'm sorry." The child's eyes were filled with tears as he lowered his head and looked at the friends around him with pleading eyes. However, what he got in return was the laughter and pushing of the children. They shouted to eradicate the monsters and kept pushing the child away.

Pushing towards the edge of the rooftop, I had no idea what terrible consequences this would have.

As the children pushed him, the little boy gradually stopped crying. He frowned, and his face showed an expression that was completely inconsistent with that of a child, as if the soul of an adult had entered the child's body.

Liu Yufeng looked down at his tender little hands, then looked at the child in front of him who was laughing and joking and pushing him, and said in his heart:

"Without any warning, has the sixth round of the game begun?"

Looking up and looking around, he found that he was on the rooftop of Nuanyang Orphanage. Every plant and tree around him was so familiar, even the faces of the children in front of him were the same, which made him feel particularly disgusted. For a moment, that kind of

The feeling of being out of place came back.

After dodging the push of a child, Liu Yufeng recalled what happened that day.

On this day, because the workers went to the rooftop to repair the water heater and left the door closed, he and other children ran up curiously. This is the roof of the third floor. On this day, he was almost pushed off the rooftop by these children, but Aunt Zhao rushed up in time.

To prevent this tragedy, the process of recalling was a bit difficult. Liu Yufeng felt that a terrifying ability was suppressing his thinking and memory.

The next second,

Liu Yufeng's memory was rewritten. Aunt Zhao did not appear. The group of children pushed him directly downstairs. His head happened to fall on a raised iron pipe on the ground, and he was stabbed through. He died tragically in the kindergarten.

, looking at the face where he died tragically in the memory, Liu Yufeng felt cold all over.

"No, it's not like that." Liu Yufeng's angelic soul began to fight. In his mind, this memory of his childhood kept changing between Aunt Zhao's appearance to rescue him and his tragic death. However, at the age of five,

When he was covering his head in pain, a big boy gave him a sudden push and almost pushed him off the roof of the building.

Opening his eyes suddenly, little Liu Yufeng rubbed his fingers, but no playing cards appeared. At this moment, he felt that he had completely transformed into the person he was when he was five years old. He only had the abilities he had when he was five years old.

And when I was five years old, I was a fart!

At this moment, he really felt the approach of death. He keenly sensed that his soul was stronger, so he could recall everything. Otherwise, he would die in confusion in this round of the game! He died because he had been tampered with.

In his memories, he still hasn’t even seen who the enemy is!

If you think that you have died when you are five years old! Then in reality, you will definitely not end well, and you will basically die!

Liu Yufeng, who had figured out all this, had been pushed to the edge of the rooftop, and the final picture in his mind still changed back and forth between Aunt Zhao's appearance and himself being impaled to death by an iron pipe!

Memories and reality are fighting fiercely at the same time.

Liu Yufeng slowly raised his head and looked at the child who was pushing towards him again and suddenly grinned sinisterly:

"Dazhuang, if I take revenge on you here, I'll take it as a reward for bullying me when I was a child!"

Seeing Da Zhuang push him again, the child version of Liu Yufeng grabbed Da Zhuang's arm, used Da Zhuang's momentum to push him to the ground, and then kicked Da Zhuang hard behind him!

Da Zhuang flew directly from the rooftop!

"Pfft!"

Da Zhuang landed on the iron pipe accurately, his head was pierced by the iron pipe, and red and white sprayed all over the floor.

There was no screaming, no fear, all the children stared blankly at Liu Yufeng, everything was so weird.

"You are a bad boy." A little girl raised her arm coldly and pointed at Liu Yufeng and said.

Standing up from the ground, Liu Yufeng, who was only five years old, instinctively wanted to take out a Yayan from his pants and take a sip, but it was all empty.

"Yes, I am a bad boy, what's wrong? I am bad, I am happy, I am happy, get away from me, don't let him block my way!"

As he said this, Liu Yufeng covered his head and suddenly staggered, because he saw a new death scene of himself through the tampered memories, which was the scene of him being killed by these children.

"Although I don't know who is controlling everything here, don't you look down on me a little too much?"

Suddenly running towards the edge of the rooftop, Liu Yufeng grabbed a piece of rusty scrap metal. He didn't know what kind of scrapped object it was from a machine. Even though he had lost all his strength, his fighting experience had reached an extremely high level.

Not to mention the level of martial arts, he had been taught by a famous teacher. Although his small body could not perform any decent moves at all, it was enough to deal with some children about his own age.

"Push the bad boy down!"

"Push it down!"

Liu Yufeng's pupils shrank. He did not expect that the children in front of him opened their hands and swarmed towards him! They seemed to want to die with him!

Throwing away the scrap metal he had just grabbed, Liu Yufeng pulled the first child's arm between the flashes of lightning, tried his best to use his strength and jumped upwards. He struggled to jump on top of the children's heads, and stepped on their heads in embarrassment.

My shoulders and head rolled around for a few steps, and then I lost my balance and fell directly onto the rooftop.

"Bang bang bang...!"

A series of sounds of falling objects sounded. Liu Yufeng, who was only five years old, sat on the ground and gasped. He lowered his head and looked at his twitching left leg. He had just used too much force and it seemed that the muscle was torn. Sure enough, with his five-year-old

His body couldn't do anything too exaggerated, and he couldn't withstand his own abuse.

The good news is that those troublesome little kids have all jumped off the building, perfect, so is this round of the game about to end? Looking around, Liu Yufeng seems to have found a way to leave this round of the game, and that is to leave Nuanyang Orphanage

.

because,

Looking around from the rooftop,

Except for the Nuanyang Orphanage, which looks so real, the outside world is all gray, like a faded old photo.

Liu Yufeng instinctively touched his pants again. He felt that he needed a Yayan to let his five-year-old self feel the joy of being a human being. But except for his smooth little PP, Liu Yufeng couldn't touch anything. He frowned slightly and looked strange.

An idea came up. Liu Yufeng wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes. He remembered that the man at the welfare club at the entrance on the first floor smoked. If it was not troublesome and there was no danger, Liu Yufeng wanted to smoke and leave.

Thinking about it, the child version of Liu Yufeng stood up with great effort, dragging his limping young body towards the iron door leading to the rooftop.

[Author's digression]: I have always strived to make each round of the game unique.

At the same time, I also hone my writing skills in different styles.
Chapter completed!