[This is a funeral.
There is silence in the cemetery, which belongs to the tranquility of the dead.
The woman in the black dress covered her face and wept as her son Fern died.
The people attending the funeral all looked sad and sat quietly in their seats.
Annie looked at the coffin in front of her with a disturbed expression.
Fern died yesterday, and his death was horrible.
It is said that Fern's head was split in half, and a bloody hole was dug out of his chest, and the blood stained the entire bedroom.
However, no one knew who the murderer was.
The coffin was quietly placed on the lawn, facing the priest's eulogy, silent.
Annie's eyes were out of focus, her face was sallow, her eye circles were darkened, and her body even trembled a little.
Because, she knew who killed Fern.
Morris.
The demon that was sacrificed by the holy fire.
The funeral was over soon, and everyone left the scene with heavy faces. Anne also stood up in a trance, her eyes still fixed on Fern's coffin.
"What's wrong with you, Annie?" A chestnut-haired girl stepped forward to support Annie's body that was about to fall.
Annie turned her head, her eyes became extremely cloudy.
"Mary, have you seen it?" She pointed to the tightly sealed black coffin.
Mary looked intently, and a blood-red handprint appeared on the coffin.
"What? Nothing." Mary turned her head and looked at Annie suspiciously.
Annie's pupils dilated, showing a look of astonishment, and her breathing became rapid.]
— from "Nightmare"
"I hope to integrate into everyone as soon as possible!" Karina said with a smile, her manners are very decent, and every move is very pleasing to the eye.
Many boys in the class couldn't help blowing a whistle to express their welcome.
After all, in this closed town, there are not many beauties like Karina.
"Sit there, Karina." The English teacher, who always had a dead face, couldn't help but be infected by this cheerful and beautiful girl, and her expression softened a lot.
"Okay, thank you teacher!" Karina took her schoolbag and walked to the window seat, sitting in front of her was a girl with chestnut hair.
"Hi, hello, Karina, my name is Mary~" The girl named Mary smiled, which added a bit of brilliance to her ordinary appearance, "You are so beautiful, Karina!"
Karina stroked her long golden hair embarrassingly, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mary, you are beautiful too!"
"Ahem! Class has started, be quiet!" The English teacher on the stage cleared his throat and reprimanded in a cold voice.
Mary immediately stuck out her tongue playfully, and turned her body back.
Karina also quickly sat down in her seat. After all, she had just transferred here. She looked around curiously, observing the environment that was completely different from her previous school.
A boy with black hair caught her attention.
In this society that generally advocates strength and beauty, even teenagers who have just entered adolescence pay attention to physical exercise, so they all appear more or less healthy, and their skin colors are closer to wheaten.
But this dark-haired boy was very different.
His skin was a little fairer than this girl's, as pale as if he had suffered a serious illness, he should have looked unattractive, but his green eyes with half-lidded lids were amazingly beautiful, making him The whole face looked extremely handsome, which also made Karina uncontrollably a little bit excited.
She has always liked beautiful things, and this kind of boy who looks like a beautiful boy in myths and legends is really attractive to her.
Maybe after class, she should ask this boy if he has a girlfriend. If so, ask her how she looks and is she as beautiful as her
Karina dragged her cheeks and looked at the boy whose name she didn't know with blurred eyes, feeling that she had transferred to the right school, and today was really her lucky day.
Lingling—Class is over, everyone started to pack up their things and leave the classroom, ready to go to the classroom for the next class.
Karina was just about to go up to strike up a conversation with the boy with black hair and green eyes, but found that he had already left the classroom and disappeared.
Helpless, Karina stomped her feet regretfully and had to wait for the next class.
Zhou Yu walked out of the classroom and went to his locker.
He stared straight ahead, his emerald eyes darkened.
He remembered the sect that those few people in class were talking about just now—the sacred sect.
This seemed to be a sect quite popular in this small town, and the powder his father Eugene ingested, the so-called "God's Blessing", came from this sect.
And Maurice's mother, the somewhat gloomy woman Emily, also seemed to be a member of the Holy Sect.
In fact, he hadn't seen his mother since the Morris family moved out two weeks ago.
But this is actually quite abnormal, because Maurice's mother Emily is a standard fanatical believer, and it is said that she is also a moderate administrator in the sect.
In her opinion, everything in the sect is far more important than her son Maurice.
This is what Maurice often complains to him.
Even if he was such a cheerful boy, the sad expression he would show when he mentioned this was enough to prove how religious this incompetent mother was to this sect.
And Emily, who cared so much about this sect, why did she suddenly leave this town
Leave everything she cares about
Full of doubts, Zhou Yu frowned, and absently opened the door of the locker, preparing to take out the textbooks needed for the next class.
But the next moment, Zhou Yu looked at the books inside with a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face.
Among the neatly placed books, a bouquet of fresh and tender roses lay quietly on it, and the fragrance of the flowers was tangy.
Although this flower is in line with his aesthetics, he likes it very much.
But he remembered that his locker was locked.
Blinking his eyes, Zhou Yu took a few books from the locker expressionlessly, and then closed the door again.
Holding the rose that inexplicably appeared in his locker in his hand, he walked all the way to the trash can and threw the beautiful rose into it.
Seeing that delicate rose fell into the trash can, Zhou Yu felt a little bit reluctant and sad.
Why would he think that
Feeling bewildered, Zhou Yu frowned, turned and left.
It was just a rose of unknown origin, why did he feel this way
In the corridors where people come and go, the students hurried to the classrooms where they are about to start classes.
No one noticed that a rose was gradually broken in the trash can.
The weird breaking speed was as if someone was crushing the rose sadly.
This bouquet of flowers must be too ugly, that's why Zhou Yu didn't like it.
After a long while, a ghost hand appeared silently, completely crushing the rose into ashes.
Entering the classroom, there was still some time before the class, Zhou Yu sat in the back seat, silently thinking about the unusualness of Morris' disappearance.
boom-
Someone fell in the classroom.
Someone deliberately pushed that person down.
"Hahaha, Johnny! You can fall on flat ground, hahahaha!" The man with earrings and eye shadow was dressed like a punk, with an arrogant smile.
The boy named Johnny wore a pair of glasses as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle. He had a cowardly expression, and he didn't dare to resist the bullying of the people around him.
"Hey! Wasn't it crazy before! Why, you're a coward without Maurice! Haha!"
The man continued to laugh, and even stretched out his leg and kicked Johnny hard, kicking him to the ground again after he had just stood still.
Because of the heavy kick, Johnny fell to the ground and didn't get up for a long time. He could only hold his head in his hands in despair, trying to escape the ridicule of others.
Looking at the scene of campus bullying in front of him, Zhou Yu didn't have the slightest intention of getting up to help.
He knew this Johnny.
He used to be a low-level figure on campus like this Johnny, suffering from bullying.
And just like he was saved by Morris, this guy was also helped by Morris.
But this guy who seems to be a super poor guy obviously doesn't have a heart of gratitude.
He did express his gratitude to Morris after receiving the help.
But after Morris helped him fight bullying so many times, he took it for granted.
Once, he even deliberately provoked a few school bullies who had bullied him, and then asked Morris to teach these guys a lesson in an orderly tone.
Heh, the result that has become like this is also his own fault.
Zhou Yu hooked his lips slightly mockingly, and looked away from this sad and hateful Johnny.
However, although Zhou Yu didn't want to cause trouble, trouble would come to him automatically.
Johnny curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure not far away—a black-haired and green-eyed Asian mixed-race Zhou Yu.
"He! Morris's follower, Zhou Yu, is here too! Why don't you beat him? He's the one who keeps messing with you!"
Johnny, who had been gritting his teeth and enduring the punches and kicks of a few gangsters, suddenly yelled loudly, even suppressing other noises in the classroom.
Zhou Yu raised his eyes and looked indifferently at the idiot wearing glasses.
The gangsters who were kicking and beating Johnny also stopped their movements, and looked at the thin Asian mixed race in their eyes with malicious intent.
"Yo, if it wasn't for Johnny's reminder, I really didn't notice you. Ha, what a coincidence, I've cleaned you up together today!"
The man with earrings walked towards Zhou Yu with a ferocious face.
Zhou Yu stood up, and a pocket knife appeared in his hand behind his back.
Bell bell—the bell rang for class.
The history teacher walked in and looked displeased at the farce in front of him.
The gangsters had no choice but to go back to their seats obediently, but they still didn't forget to put down a few harsh words: "Just wait for me after class!"
Johnny on the ground also got up, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhou Yu, and sat straight on his seat.
Zhou Yu sat back in his seat and withdrew the knife in his hand with a cold expression.
OK, he waited.
On the other hand, Annie, who escaped from school, hasn't been home for two whole days.
The bell rang, and in the quaint church, Jenny, whose blond hair was disheveled behind her back, clasped her hands together, praying for the blessing of the gods.
The priest wearing a black priest's robe walked up to Anne and asked kindly, "My child, do you have any doubts? May the gods bless you!"
Annie raised her head, she looked haggard after staying up all night for several days, and she no longer saw half of her former beauty.
"Father, save me, you must save me! Devil, there is a devil who wants to kill me! The one who wants to kill me is Maurice, that devil!"
The priest frowned when he heard the blond girl's crazy words, and said, "Son, are you okay? You should go to the hospital first, you look very bad."
"No, I'm not going to the hospital, priest, please, help me—" Annie grabbed the priest's robe, her voice shrill.
At this moment, she had lost her appetite due to the nightmares she had had for many days, and she looked extremely skinny and skinny.
"Ah!!!"
She firmly grasped the priest's robe, but raised her head in a daze after a moment, looked at the priest's face and let out a scream.
The priest's kind face suddenly turned into that of a skeleton.
There were blue will-o'-the-wisps shining in the two dark eye sockets, and they were smiling at her.
"No—please, let me go, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I shouldn't lie to you, I'm sorry, I don't want to die..."
The blond girl screamed and cried and fell to the ground, convulsing in pain.
Her arms were bent 180 degrees and her back was behind her. The priest standing aside could even hear the overwhelmed sound of the girl's bones.
The priest was terrified by this scene, and quickly picked up the cross hanging around his neck, praying desperately for God's blessing.
The priest with his eyes closed was reciting the teachings in his mouth, and he didn't even notice that behind him, the cross placed on the platform in the center of the church made a cracking sound.
The god bound on the cross still had a benevolent face, but there were some cracks and burn marks on the beautifully carved statue.
God is dead.
Jie Jie Jie—
There seemed to be sharp laughter in the church, as evil and piercing as a demon resurrected from hell.
[The world is entering, please prepare for reincarnation, there are five newcomers this time, and each surviving person will be rewarded with 800 reward points per person.]
A transparent thin hood shrouded the corner of the street, within the protective hood, a few scattered people fell to the ground and were still unconscious.
But the dozen or so reincarnated people standing on the ground remained awake.
The white-haired man looked at the main god's watch on his wrist, with a displeased expression: "This time, the main god really went too far."