Chapter 152

The Wasteland Eye rolled back onto Zhang Yi's body.

Including helping Zhang Miao find Ma Zhen's body, it was also its instruction.

The moment he became a spirit, his human consciousness had weakened a lot, but having experienced so many dark things, watching the tragedies of others from a third-person perspective...

The human consciousness in his mind seemed to have reappeared a little.

Happy things might be hard to forget, but only tragedy and sadness can leave a deep impression.

Heartbeats are far less unforgettable than heartache.

Coupled with the reason of Lin Xiaowan, Zhang Yi had been slow to completely forget his humanity.

Xiao Wan held him and sat beside him, swinging her legs, looking around aimlessly.

For them at this moment, there was no purpose, no thoughts; they went wherever they wanted.

Suddenly, a weak girl's voice came from beside Xiao Wan.

It was very soft, like a wind chime swaying gently in the breeze.

"Big Sister, are you alone? Can you go home with me? I'm a little scared; I'm afraid my dad will hit me."

"I can let you play with my pretty doll!"

As she spoke, the little girl held up a burlap doll in her hand.

This doll looked very tattered, with stitches everywhere, and there were red traces in some places on its body.

Zhang Yi was very familiar with this—the smell of blood.

Xiao Wan looked up at her curiously.

This little girl and Xiao Wan were completely different; Xiao Wan was as cute as a ceramic doll, like an angel.

While the little girl in front of her was sallow and thin, her eyes were vacant, and her hair was messy.

At this moment, she held the doll high with both hands, the corners of her mouth trying hard to lift, doing her best to smile.

It was just a mere cloth doll, but it was a bit of a struggle for her; she put it down to rest after holding it for a little while.

Xiao Wan stared at her, then looked at the doll in her hand: "This isn't a doll, this is a broken doll!"

The little girl lowered her head and put the doll down, seeming a bit disappointed and sad.

"But... but Mom said this is a doll; this is a doll she made especially for me. Why do you all say it isn't?"

Xiao Wan held the Magic Bear and swung her legs, then said: "Although it's not a doll, it looks pretty good; let me play with it, I'll give you candy!"

"Aren't you disgusted that it's dirty?" The little girl was a bit excited, but then remembered something and tried hard to wipe the red blood stains and dust off the broken doll with her sleeve.

"I'm not disgusted; this is what your mom made for you, you must like it a lot, right?"

The little girl nodded, standing where she was with her hands behind her back, gently tugging at her tattered dress: "Yes, I like it a lot. Mom said good things should be shared with others; I want to, but others seem to hate it."

Xiao Wan took the broken doll, not minding, and placed it on her other thigh.

The Magic Bear was on her left thigh.

The doll looked like a combination of a weather doll and a cloth doll; it was very ugly and very dirty.

It was completely different from Zhang Yi on the other side.

Its eyes were covered with black cross-shaped cloth strips, facing Zhang Yi.

Woo—

The Infernal Roar suddenly broke out.

Immediately.

【Ding, congratulations to the host, found the first Demon Envoy: Broken Doll】

【Nightmare approaching, coverage range, fifty meters in radius!】

【Start!】

As the system's words fell, the Wasteland Eyes around Zhang Yi began to roll.

The originally dull red Toy Bear seemed to come alive; the hair all over its body began to dance, and beneath the hair were eyeballs.

The Infernal Roar struck, and the low, deep sound permeated the entire park.

The honking of vehicles gradually disappeared, replaced by the cawing of crows in the sky.

The lush green trees began to drop their leaves, finally becoming black dead trees.

The children who had just been playing in the sand stood straight in place, motionless.

Passersby walking nearby had their feet frozen in the air. A kissing couple on the side of the street had their tongues still entangled when they were frozen.

Within a fifty-meter radius, a wax-like world was formed.

"Huh? What's wrong with you? Why aren't you moving?" Outside the fifty-meter barrier, the boy accompanying her watched his goddess suddenly freeze in front, motionless.

She was still holding milk tea, and the tea dripping in mid-air was also frozen.

"Holy crap, did I encounter time freezing like in the movies?"

As he spoke, he reached out full of anticipation, preparing to touch the goddess's butt.

After all, although he hadn't encountered such a plot, he would practice it alone under the covers every night.

So when he came for the first time, he didn't even need preparation; he went straight for it.

But, the moment his hand touched the girl, countless eyeballs spread out from the woman's body, wrapping him up.

He also became a member of the wax figures, dragged into the world of nightmares.

Although fifty meters was the barrier range of the Infernal Roar nightmare, if you insisted on touching it, the nightmare naturally wouldn't let you go.

It was pitch black before his eyes.

Everyone entered the perspective of a little girl.

"I... I... what's going on?"

Everyone was full of doubts, but their bodies wouldn't listen to them; their nightmare was the nightmare of this Demon Envoy.

The Broken Doll was the envoy, and the little girl was its soul!

Xiao Wan led the little bear, strolling through the nightmare.

Everything around was pitch black, and you couldn't see your fingers.

Suddenly.

A glimmer of light appeared, very weak, like a firefly, or like a candle.

"Mom, I'm afraid of the dark; can you keep this light on for me?"

The scene unfolded.

Outside the window, the cold wind was blowing, and there was a light rain.

The little girl lay on the bed, covered by a somewhat tattered quilt; this room was ordinary, with no dolls, no toys, only a somewhat tattered desk lamp.

"Okay, okay, Little Lili is afraid of the dark, so Mom will turn it on for a while, and Mom will come to turn it off later."

After the gentle voice fell, the bedroom door was closed.

The little girl prepared to fall asleep sweetly.

Suddenly, an argument came from outside.

"I'm telling you to give me some money, and it's like you're dying; you're really willing to spend tens and tens on stationery for her."

"This is a necessity; she needs to study."

"Study my ass; studying is a waste of money. Better give it to me; maybe I can win it back tonight, and then you'll have whatever stationery and toys you want!"

"The money at home has already been lost by you; there's only a little tuition left, and I still have to buy a school bag for Little Lili tomorrow; this is what I promised her."

*Slap*—

"You bitch, you've learned to talk back to me now? Give me the money; I'm her dad, it doesn't matter if she studies or not."

"No, no, this is money for her studies!"

Boom—

*Bang, bang, bang*—

It was very noisy outside the room, and there was also the angry cursing of a man.

Inside the room, the little girl hid under the covers, not daring to show her head, shivering with fear.

She wanted to hold something, but in the end, she could only roll her clothes into a ball to use as a doll.

The sound gradually weakened.

*Squeak*—

The tattered wooden door was pushed open, and the silence was broken again.

(End of chapter)