Love Purification Agreement

The girl beneath him just smiled slightly, causing Yan Huan to frown.

But before he could ask any more questions, he felt a sharp pain in the palm of his hand.

He took a breath of cold air, but didn't let go. He looked down and saw a pink crab had clamped his fingertip with its claws.

"Create more fun for me~"

"Rustle. Rustle."

Immediately afterwards, the girl beneath him seemed to dissolve, and her entire body, from hair, skin to bones, turned into densely packed tiny crabs.

Those tiny pink crabs flowed into the surrounding tentacles like a stream and soon disappeared completely.

The shadowy figures of the modifiers that Meow-chan was chasing also left as if they had never existed.

All that was left was a very quiet world, still stopped by time, and Yan Huan squatting on the ground, looking at his injured finger.

Miao Jiang shook himself, ran over again, and looked fiercely at the empty ground in front of Yan Huan, almost standing up to do a set of military boxing.

"Where is that evil god?! I will end his life, meow!!"

".He has already run away."

Yan Huan looked at Miao Jiang who was showing off behind him and couldn't help but curl his lips helplessly.

But when he stood up again, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The question is, where is Anle now?"

Hearing this, Miaojiang restrained his round-headed, octogenarian attitude a little.

It raised its nose and sniffed the surroundings, then said with a bright look in its eyes,

"That's right, that evil god needs to use a modifier to descend, but the modifier must be attached to the host! So where the modifier is, there is peace!

“No wonder the several modifier projections it summoned just now didn’t include that stinky snake. It’s still with Anle now!

"And now, I can still feel it nearby, meow!"

Yan Huan blinked and stared at Miaojiang, who was searching everywhere with his tail up. He watched as he lowered his head and sniffed around little by little until he stopped in front of the wall in the tentacle arch.

"She's in here, meow!"

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Yan Huan immediately walked over and touched the tight, tangled, and seemingly indestructible tentacle wall. Then he turned around and asked, "Meow-chan,

"Are you sure, Nyan-chan?"

"Sure meow!"

"it is good"

After getting the confirmation, Yan Huan took a deep breath and stepped back a long distance.

Immediately, he raised his right hand and pointed it at the wall.

"Zizi. Zizi."

Immediately afterwards, a spark condensed in Yan Huan's palm, emitting a pungent smell of gunpowder.

Fireworks

As the sparks in his hand condensed successfully, Yan Huan aimed at the wall and then flicked it lightly.

"Whoosh!"

The spark shot out instantly, and grew larger and larger as the flying distance in the air increased, until it completely turned into an extremely huge fireball.

"boom!!"

After a huge explosion, the originally tightly closed tentacle wall was instantly blown open.

A burnt smell like grilled squid wafted over, causing Yan Huan to cover his mouth and nose as he looked towards the gap created by the explosion in the still smoke and dust.

"Grumpy"

Miaojiang immediately jumped onto Yan Huan's shoulder and looked at that place curiously.

But within the wall of tentacles, I saw the belly of a giant white snake that seemed to be coiled around the outside of the Skytree.

At this moment, its abdomen was blown open by Yan Huan's fireworks, revealing a dark passage inside that seemed to lead to another world.

"Yan Huan."

"Ok?"

Miao Jiang stared at the open hole, seemed to realize what kind of existence it was, and quickly reminded,

"Didn't I say before that the modifier evolves according to the host's desires? Now, it has evolved to its final form.

"In order to continuously exploit the host's desires and keep the host on the verge of collapse until the arrival of the evil god, the evil god must create an illusion that can satisfy the host's extreme bliss to accommodate the host."

Yan Huan frowned and looked at Miao Jiang.

"That is to say, inside"

"Well, there may be many blissful things in there that are hard for humans to imagine, just like the Paranirmitavasavartin Heaven, tempting people to stay."

Miao Jiang looked at Yan Huan seriously and said,

"You must find the peace and tranquility of indulging in that paradise before you can silence her with the ring.

"As a god, I cannot enter it, so I can only rely on you, Yan Huan."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huan also felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

He looked towards the deep cave entrance, took a deep breath, and became extremely alert.

"it is good."

The Pure Land of Bliss?

The next second, Yan Huan, who was on high alert and his heart was in his throat, took a light step and walked into the belly of the huge white snake.

"buzz"

Completely different from the depth he saw at the entrance of the cave, when Yan Huan entered, his first feeling was that the surroundings suddenly became brighter.

The bright light was so dazzling that Yan Huan couldn't open his eyes for a moment.

Therefore, his other senses took the lead and absorbed the information about the surroundings in advance.

"rustle."

The first thing he heard was the sound of wind blowing through leaves.

Next, there is the delicate fragrance of crape myrtles in full bloom.

That is the most common tree that blooms in Linmen Park in summer.

Yan Huan vaguely remembered that he had planted a few of them near the abandoned children's playground at the entrance of his orphanage.

etc.

The next second, Yan Huan's eyes, which were originally closed, opened uncontrollably and faced the dazzling sunlight in front of him.

What caught my eye were the one or two crape myrtle trees in full bloom in midsummer.

The wind in Linmen depicts the midsummer and outlines the past on its swaying green leaves.

Yan Huan's eyes widened as he looked down at the low-quality sand under his feet. He could still vaguely see cigarette butts thrown in by the unhygienic hooligans passing by.

When Anle and I built sand castles, we always picked up the garbage and threw it outside, but the next time we came, there would always be new ones here.

A series of rhythmic sounds of old metal rubbing against each other came from behind Yan Huan, causing his shoulders to tremble slightly.

“Crunch. Crunch.”

That is the sound of a swing.

The old children's entertainment facilities are simple, with a slide connected to a rusty children's climbing frame.

On the not-so-clean sand was a seesaw with one seat gone and only a few rivets left.

The only thing left for entertainment was a swing on the side.

Anle likes that swing very much.

Because the swing was facing the gate of Yan Huan Orphanage.

The orphanage is semi-closed, so outsiders can't often enter.

Anle was not a cheerful child. He just waited outside foolishly, waiting for Yan Huan to show up.

Perhaps it was a midsummer afternoon when she left home alone and sat on the swing.

While swaying, he kept his eyes fixed on the young boys and girls who slipped out of the orphanage to buy candy.

Every time one came out, she would quietly count a number.

Occasionally, when she saw one or two boys who looked very much like Yan Huan, she would immediately stand up from the swing and stare at them blankly.

Not until she had caught up with the boy for a long distance and finally realized that he was not Yan Huan did she walk back to the swing with some disappointment.

But at that time, she suddenly forgot what number she had counted.

Let’s start over again.

After spending a long time together, Yan Huan got to know her habit, so sometimes he would ask her,

"When I came, which one did you count?"

She would blink and think for a long time, and finally tell Yan Huan a number as small as possible.

She said she didn't have to wait long.

Every time, Yan Huan would come out as soon as I arrived.

But for some reason, whenever a child from the orphanage came back from buying candy, they would say they heard the sound of a swing outside.

“Crunch. Crunch.”

That time and that moment was just like this moment.

The swing was creaking.

Yan Huan slowly turned his head under the crape myrtle tree that was swaying in the wind, and saw:

In the midsummer sunshine, a shy girl in elementary school was holding the swing rope with both hands and swinging back and forth on the sand.

It was at this moment when Yan Huan turned around that he suddenly discovered

This piece of "pure land".

But there is only a piece of sand, a swing, rusty children's facilities, and a few blooming crape myrtle trees.

That's it.

At the end of this pure land, there is a blurry alley leading to Anle's home.

On the other side was an orphanage with its doors tightly closed, and its contents could not be seen clearly.

This is it.

The so-called "bliss"?

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Originally, Yan Huan, who was full of vigilance and even had his heart in his throat, just stared blankly at all the monotony.

It was not until a long time later that he finally exhaled the tense breath that had been in his chest for a long time.

But for some reason, when that breath of relief was exhaled, a tear slid down the corner of Yan Huan's eye.

Until it fell into the unclean sand.

"drop"

“Crunch. Crunch.”

"One hundred. Twenty-three. One hundred. Twenty-four."

"rustle."

Yan Huan stepped on the sand step by step and walked towards the little girl who was sitting on the swing and muttering to herself.

He looked at Anle's childish face, which was still the same as yesterday, was silent for a long time, and then squatted gently in front of her.