Chapter Twenty-Seven: Indifference Leads to Despair

"Jie Ji ......"

The paper demon soared into the air, his hands stretched out, and made a rattling sound.

"Whoosh! Whoosh......"

A few pieces of scarlet paper, with a terrible voice, shot out.

Yiyun hurriedly dodged sideways, not wanting the few pieces of paper to turn in place, and shoot directly at the girl and youth who were still taking pictures.

"Ahh

A scream overlapped the soprano and bass, and the scarlet pieces of paper instantly exploded their heads, splattering their brains with blood.

"Click!"

The girl's hand pressed the shutter of the phone, took a final selfie, and then fell to the ground.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The paper demon grinned and roared away.

Yiyun looked at the two corpses on the ground and spat out: "Nima, I don't even know how many people like it now!"

Chasing the paper demon all the way, he soon arrived at a mass grave in the city.

After eating the corpses, a few vicious dogs with green eyes twisted their fat bodies and chased after Yiyun; these dogs, unlike those stray dogs, often gnawed human flesh here, and became extremely bold, and they were not afraid at all when they saw people, and they also looked like they were going to pounce and eat them.

There are too many people in the city who have no place to bury after death: migrant workers after construction site accidents, college students who are not deeply involved in the world, poor homeless people, and nameless corpses after being strangled by hired murderers......

For the life and death of these people, the rulers of the city are absolutely too lazy to ask, so there is this mass grave of the existence of zĂ i, in fact, if the real situation, this should be a garbage dump for human beings.

The paper demon soared in one place.

"Whew......"

Several vicious dogs are killed by the scarlet paper she shoots, and there is a tattered mat.

Yiyun walked over, and the paper demon didn't run away.

"Boom...... Look, this is the person who still has a little conscience, the final end, do you want to be like this?" The paper demon turned to look at Yiyun, and as soon as her outstretched hands were raised, the wrapped rotten mat parted: the corpse inside, half of the head had been gnawed off by wild dogs, but the eyes that were pierced by the branches still showed his identity.

It was the young man who was brave enough to jump into the river to save people.

Yiyun frowned.

Sure enough, a good man does not live long, but the plague lasts for a thousand years, and this young man has a conscience compared to those who are watching, but what does he gain for his deeds?

was first stuck in the eye by a tree branch, and there was a little possibility of being rescued, but he was directly abandoned by the ambulance personnel because he had no money;

On the face of the paper demon, the smile was already depicted on the white paper, and her voice was extremely dry: "Look, the neon lights are flickering there, like a fairyland on earth, but how dirty and dirty it is." Damn it! Damn it!"

This situation made Yiyun a little entangled in his heart.

"Whew!"

As soon as the paper demon soared again, she saw a lot of small paper figures emerging behind her again, these paper figures were like mosquitoes in summer, soaring into the air, making a buzzing sound, and then quickly flying in all directions.

"What do you want to do?" Yiyun looked at the paper demon.

The paper demon twisted his body, and a piece of his face was torn off, revealing the bamboo support inside: "I was originally a paper man with a grudge gathering, and I was abandoned and drifted along the river, and it was this person's blood that woke me up; he mistakenly thought I was a human being, and jumped into the river to save me with a trace of conscience, but was blinded by a tree branch; he was only seriously injured, and he was not dead, but none of the onlookers were willing to come to the rescue." Hehe, it's terrible. ”

The paper demon said in a bitter tone: "Even when the ambulance team arrived, when it was confirmed that no one was paying for the medical bills, they also left immediately, so that under such a delay, a person who would not have died would have died under his own conscience."

The city police, who arrived later, after asking him about the reason, threw him directly into the mass grave, they were worried that this man's righteousness and courage would be exaggerated by the media, and then that they did nothing, and that such ordinary people should not meddle in their affairs. ”

Hearing what the paper demon said, Yiyun was also a little bitter in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

"I'm going to save him. ”

The paper demon said this lightly, Yiyun stared at the corpse wrapped in a rotten straw mat, the young man's head had been gnawed off by a vicious dog, and the whole corpse was stinking, so could it be saved?

"Hey, it's all like this, even if you save it, you have to spend a lot of plastic surgery fees. Yiyun muttered.

The paper demon glanced at Yiyun, and his gaze swept over the demon gourd on his waist: "You help me." ”

"Nima! If I could save this thing, I would have opened a clinic to make black money, and the number of people in 135 and 246 surgeries would increase and thicken, and there would be some selling high-priced fake drugs to poison people, and there would be nurses who would have nothing to do, and there would be nurses who had nothing to do!" Yiyun roared dissatisfiedly: "What kind of bird monster clerk can I do?"

The paper demon had a black line, and still said in that sour voice: "I am a paper demon of the resentful spirit, if you don't help me save him, I will keep killing people, killing all the people in the city, and even if you break me to pieces, you can't accept me!"

"Kill, you don't care if you kill me or not! I can't collect you if I break it to pieces!" Yiyun glared: "Nima, so dragged?"

"Of course, you only need to help me with one thing to save him. ”

Yiyun was a little impatient: "Don't talk about half a sentence, there's a fart finished!"

"Burn me. After the paper demon finished speaking, he saw people sleepwalking in twos and threes, and walked into the mass grave, and those people had a small paper figure on their foreheads.

"Whew!"

The paper demon's body shook again, and a fire rose on the ground. The paper demon stood by the fire, and then looked at Yiyun: "I will immediately pump out the resentment sent on this, and you will tear the paper man piece by piece and burn it, and the paper man will be burned out, and he will wake up." ”

"It's as simple as that! tear this thing up and burn it, and you can bring it back to life?" Yiyun's head buzzed: Nima, what kind of bloody routine is this!

"Jie Ji ......" the paper man smiled slyly: "In the process of your burning, I will extract their only remaining conscience from these people and fuse them, so that they can save people." ”

"Oh, so there's another one. Yiyun stepped forward and suddenly thought of something: "How do you extract your conscience." ”

"Whew!"

The fire was blazing.

The paper man's voice was hideous: "Kill them." ”

"Bang!"

The small paper figure on a person's forehead exploded, and the person's head was suddenly blown off, and red and white splashed everywhere.

"Nima, this is so bloody, you think it's a chainsaw horror!" Yiyun quickly turned around.

"You better burn me quickly, I'm extracting my conscience, as long as my conscience is enough, that paper man won't explode, in this range, you have to burn me as much as possible!" The paper demon's voice was indifferent: "Yiyun, I want to play a game with you, even if these people all die, their only remaining conscience is not enough, just like this just now, his body only has dirty blood, miscellaneous pieces, and greed...... But there is not a shred of conscience. ”

Now, the game begins. ”

"Nima!" Yiyun could only stand over, tearing the paper figure and throwing it into the fire, with the sound of explosions behind him, Yiyun thought about the scene of his brains bursting, and was a little disgusted.

The paper figure burned out, and the sound of exploding behind him suddenly stopped.

Yiyun looked at the straw mat, and the wrapped young man was still stinking, and half of his head was still mutilated.

"Ahh

But there was a burst of sobbing and despair in the fire: "It seems that conscience does not exist at all in the city. ”

"Haha......"

After a string of sneers, the fire suddenly burst into flames, burning the young man wrapped in a straw mat.

Then a puff of black smoke entered the demon gourd on Yiyun's waist.

"Here, there is no hope. ”

Yiyun turned around and looked at the headless corpses lying on the ground, and he couldn't help but have an illusion: in this crowded, seemingly noisy city, all eyes looked at the numb corpses busy.

Indifferent.

Selfish.

Yiyun took two steps, looked down and saw the mud on his shoes, he stepped back, wiped it on the bright suit worn by a corpse, and then left indifferently.