A light rain continued until late at night. In the hazy white fog, layers of frost condensed in every corner of the town.
In a simple house, in addition to the cold, dampness and moldy stench filled the room. A middle-aged man was lying on the bed, coughing violently from time to time, and was in very poor condition.
His mouth trembled as he looked at the clock on the wall. He seemed to realize something and took a few deep breaths.
Unbuttoning his shirt and looking at his upper body, the clear organs and blood vessels were extremely scary. The man's face was full of ugliness: "What bad luck..."
At this moment, the rotten wooden door was blown open by the cold wind, and the temperature in the house dropped sharply.
A figure stood at the door.
It was naturally Li Sha's mother. Her rosy complexion and charming eyes fell on the seriously ill man lying on the bed: "The hint led me here, Yang Tong, you have been looking forward to this moment, right?"
The man looked at the figure at the door and said hoarsely: "Looking forward to it? I even think this is the unluckiest time in my life!"
"Why do you think so?"
Li Sha's mother walked in and placed the crutch in her hand on the table. Her eyes moved over the furnishings in the house and finally fell on the man.
"It's almost time."
"Let's get started."
As she spoke, she reached out and took the man's hand, interlacing their fingers.
The man realized what it was and tried to struggle, but when they came into contact, they were like two magnets, unable to separate.
Golden cracks spread from the wrist like roots, and Yang Tong's face twitched.
This kind of crack also spread on Li Sha's mother's body. Unlike the man's expression, her face showed enjoyment.
As the golden cracks penetrated into the flesh, the wrinkles on the skin disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Become fair and tender.
The obvious vicissitudes and haggardness on Li Sha's mother's cheeks faded away, and her face, from that of a woman in her forties, gradually returned to that of a twenty-year-old girl.
In contrast, the man on the bed was aging rapidly and visibly, with obvious wrinkles appearing on his face.
The hair quickly turns silver and falls out, and patches of age spots appear on the skin.
Yang Tong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but all that came out was a silent, hoarse murmur.
Li Sha's mother smiled slightly, and put Yang Tong's hand back into the quilt little by little, as if comforting an old man. She covered the old man with the quilt and used one hand to help close Yang Tong's eyes.
After several violent heavings of his chest, the old man stopped moving and died.
Li Sha's mother stood up, and the game announcement sound suddenly rang in her mind.
"Congratulations to the Yin and Yang twins for completing their fusion!"
"After completing the first stage of the main quest, players will receive certain rewards, as well as game props and rights!"
Strands of golden light climbed on the fair skin. Li Sha's mother looked at the girl's face in the mirror and a charming smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Picking up the crutch on the table, Li Sha's mother turned and walked out the door.
"Next, it's the second stage."
…
Time goes back to twenty minutes later.
Several figures appeared on the white street, they were naturally Qin Nuo and his three companions.
Because Shi Yu's body was unable to move, Shan Yue simply put him on his shoulder like a chicken.
Shi Yu looked speechless. "Actually, just put me back on the bed. I'm lying down fine. There's no need to take me with you and torture my old bones, right?"
Shanyue supported Shiyu with one hand and held the sweet potato with the other, saying, "The dungeon is about to end. Leaving you there might be dangerous. It's safer to take you with you."
Shi Yu said: "Don't you realize that it is the most dangerous for me to follow you?"
"I don't think so." Shanyue said vaguely.
In front, Qin Yushi followed Qin Nuo. Because of the copy between them, she could not communicate with Qin Nuo and could only use gestures to express her doubts.
Qin Nuo naturally understood and wrote a few simple words on the notebook: "Just follow."
Seeing this, Qin Yushi could only follow behind.
"Even after killing the Yin Child, I still couldn't stop the fusion of the Yin and Yang Children."
"It seems that the Yin boy we saw was a puppet controlled by someone from the beginning to the end." Shi Yu lay on Shanyue's shoulder and sorted out the simple situation.
"That's why we prepared two sets of five internal organs."
"The real Yin Tong is a level deeper than us, and the plan he has is more comprehensive than ours."
Qin Nuo wrote as he walked.
He looked at the road ahead without looking at the words written on it. He only needed to hold the notebook with his left hand, and the Blood-Eyed Ghost with his right hand would write down everything he wanted to say in the notebook.
The Blood Eye Ghost felt a sense of humiliation and humiliation: "I've been a tool for you all the time!"
Shi Yu looked at the contents of the notebook, blinked, and asked, "So, are you going to the ancestral hall now, ready to meet that guy?"
"Are you sure you're not taking the four of us to get killed?"
Qin Nuo wrote: "To be honest, I'm not too sure."
"But for now, we can only take it one step at a time."
Shi Yu said, "You really are... a person of great skill and courage?"
Qin Nuo didn't answer and quickened his pace.
My consciousness suddenly became a little blurry, and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.
Qin Nuo frowned and placed a hand on his chest: "The strange disease has recurred."
Qin Nuo took out the last bottle of medicine from his pocket and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation. A cool feeling surged down his chest, and the unbearable pain disappeared little by little.
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